"Wei Zhengyu, you can go crazy and want to find someone to be your scapegoat, but you can't find such a young child!"
In the attic, the third son of the Li family suddenly stood up and objected loudly.
"That's right, such a young kid doesn't know anything. Wouldn't he die in vain if he went up there?"
"It's absolutely crazy!"
"Worse than a beast!"
"That's not necessarily true, right? Even though this girl is young, she still seems to know the danger!"
"Who knows?"
The people under the ring suddenly started to quarrel, and the third son of the Li family in the attic also took the opportunity to say: "You can choose any of these people as long as they agree!"
After saying that, he pointed at the audience under the ring.
But those people he pointed out didn’t think so and stepped aside one after another for fear of being out of reach!
"He's crazy! Who wants to help him compete in martial arts!"
Many people couldn't help but curse.
But as soon as I said these words, I suddenly remembered that this was the Li family's manor, and I immediately shrank my head.
Someone objected one after another, and Wei Zhengyu suddenly became dizzy.
If Lu Xiaoyue hadn't come to fight for him, he would have been dead!
When he thought of this, he stood up regardless of the severe pain and loudly asked the man in black: "Do you dare to fight her?"
…
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
The next moment, a louder discussion broke out.
"Is Wei Zhengyu provoking the man in black?"
"What qualifications does he have to provoke others, just because of this little girl?"
"This world is so crazy. People who are almost about to be hacked to death still dare to provoke. Do you think they don't die quickly enough?"
"If I were the man in black, I would kill him with one sword!"
…
"Okay! I accept this challenge."
The man in black nodded expressionlessly, then took a few steps back, pretending to be ready to fight.
As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to be stuck in their throats.
There are so many words in my mouth, but I just can’t say them out!
The third son of the Li family in the attic felt even more uncomfortable and couldn't help but want to curse.
Isn't it enough to just chop that guy to death? Why do we need to add extraneous problems and make a lot of trouble?
If you lose, I'll see how you clean up this mess!
However, he only dared to think about it in his heart.
At this time, he not only had to smile, but also pretended to be indifferent.
Because the man in black looked over...
"Third Young Master, what do you think?" the man in black asked calmly.
The third young master folded his hands in front of his chest, looked unconcerned, and said with a smile: "Sir, you can do whatever you want. You don't have to care about other people's opinions!"
The man in black nodded slightly, then turned around and made a "please" gesture towards Lu Xiaoyue.
When the man in black looked away, the third young master suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, scratched the back of his head, and thought: "Hey, why do I think he is going to lose?"
At this moment, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly opened a path in front of her, passing through the heavy crowd and reaching the ring.
She took a deep breath and began to stride forward.
On the ring, Wei Zhengyu was finally carried off by his disciples, and his two severed hands were also picked up.
The doctors in Qingyue City have pretty good medical skills. If nothing else happens, these two hands can still be improved...
But I can no longer use the sword.
With everyone watching, Lu Xiaoyue slowly walked onto the ring.
The two of them stood apart.
"Hello, grandpa!"
Lu Xiaoyue bowed to the man in black and greeted softly.
…
The man in black did not answer, but put his hand on the hilt of the black sword.
The next moment, Lu Xiaoyue's hand also held the wooden sword tightly.
"Is it finally my turn?"
Jian Zhen suddenly became excited.
In the eyes of everyone, the moment Lu Xiaoyue held the wooden sword, she suddenly possessed a temperament called "master".
That small body suddenly became taller.
Very, very high, so high that everyone under the ring needs to look up!
The man in black frowned and finally showed a solemn expression.
The wooden sword has no sheath, so it does not need to be unsheathed.
"Zhengyu Qijian!"
Following Jian Zhen's loud roar, Lu Xiaoyue's figure instantly moved.
At this moment, the wooden sword seemed to have transformed into millions, turning into countless sword shadows, stabbing at the man in black from all directions.
Tattoo decision!
At this time, the man in black also moved.
The black sword was unsheathed and thrust straight...but it didn't come back to the sheath!
The sword shadows all over the sky disappeared in an instant and turned into one sword, appearing three feet and one inch in front of the man in black.
Wooden sword, black sword, the two swords offset each other!
The tip of the sword was facing each other, but they did not touch each other directly. There was actually a distance as thick as a fingernail between them.
"Hiss..."
Off the field, there was another gasp.
However, no one dared to speak loudly for fear of affecting the two people on the ring.
At this moment, Jian Zhen was covered in cold sweat.
If he hadn't withdrawn his strength in time, he might have hit the opponent's sword.
Of course, he may not be afraid of confronting the opponent head-on, but the wooden sword is his body, and the opponent's black sword is just a dead thing.
There is no need to use your body to fight a dead thing!
Lu Xiaoyue's figure also stopped, looking at the wooden sword in his hand with some confusion.
At this moment, another vibration came from the wooden sword: I am here!
"Zhengyu Qijian!"
Jian Zhen takes action again.
Split, hang, tease, collapse, chop!
Like a violent storm, Jian Zhen used several moves of Zheng Yu's Strange Sword in succession. The speed was not inferior to the ones used by Wei Zheng Yu before, and was even slightly better in terms of changes.
This is the "Mastery Level" Zhengyu Qijian he learned.
In terms of power, it is even stronger than Wei Zhengyu’s genuine version!
At this time, the man in black was slightly moved, and the black sword in his hand turned into a black whirlwind, dancing into an airtight circle.
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yu Qijian took all these moves.
Ding! Ding! Ding!…
The system's beep sounded in Jianzhen's mind, but he didn't take a look and couldn't be distracted by it.
But Jian Zhen didn't need to look at it to know that Zheng Yu Qijian's swordsmanship experience was definitely rising like a rocket at this time.
For him, competing with others is just a waste of experience points!
In just one minute, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves.
After the last move was blocked, Jian Zhen flew back violently, causing Lu Xiaoyue to take a few steps back.
"Phew, so tiring!"
After using dozens of moves in succession, Jian Zhen was so exhausted that he was panting.
Not only him, Lu Xiaoyue also turned red, sweat dripped from her forehead, her mouth opened slightly, and her heartbeat accelerated.
After taking a few deep breaths, she couldn't help but praise.
"Grandpa, you are so awesome!"
"You're not bad either..."
The man in black also stopped temporarily and responded with a smile.
Although the little girl in front of her has the same swordsmanship as Wei Zhengyu, her style is completely different, abandoning all cunning and cunning, and completely focusing on the word "odd".
This is the real "wonderful sword"!
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