Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

next moment!

Ye Gucheng flicked the sword in his hand lightly, just like that casually, Yu Shan was stunned.

Because the sword in his hand was thrown away.

Fly away!

A swordsman cannot hold the sword in his hand!

This!

Yu Shan stared blankly at the trembling long sword falling on the ground.

Everyone around also stared blankly at the long sword.

They may all feel incredible.

Falling sword!

This is the result of crushing!

Is Yu Shan too weak?

No, it should be that Ye Gucheng is too strong.

They all think so.

But only Yu Shan understands how exquisite Ye Gucheng's sword is, just as he knows how strong his hand holding the sword is.

This is Ye Gucheng's answer to him.

Why can he defeat Jin An with one sword.

Yu Shan trembled slightly all over, he closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and calmed down his trembling mind. ....

Yu Zheng squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand, staring at Ye Gucheng with gloomy eyes.

Falling swords are more hateful than killing people.

This is a humiliation to the swordsman!

In his eyes, Ye Gucheng is humiliating Yu Shan.

If he didn't know that he was not Ye Gucheng's opponent, he might have stepped forward to fight Ye Gucheng desperately.

Yu Shan also felt a burst of shame, but his shame did not come from Ye Gucheng, but from himself.

If you can't even hold your own sword, what right do you have to hate others.

"What is a sword?"

he asked tremblingly.

The voice was not as free and easy as before, but full of frustration and depression.

"A sword is a sword!" Seeing his state, Ye Gucheng frowned slightly.

Will Ye Gucheng humiliate Yu Shan?

Naturally not.

In fact, Ye Gucheng is taking care of Yu Shan. If this sword is not a sword, it is hurting people.

Ye Gucheng just didn't want to hurt Yu Shan.

Yu Shan slowly opened his eyes, "Then what is kendo?"

"I am the way of the sword!"

Ye Gucheng replied.

Yu Shan was stunned again, he stared at Ye Gucheng blankly.

He seemed to understand something.

There is a sword in Ye Gucheng's palm, but it doesn't seem to be his sword. Maybe his sword is everywhere, and his person has become one with the sword.His person is the sword, as long as his person is there, everything in the world is his sword.

So what is Kendo?

Ye Gucheng's kendo is Ye Gucheng himself.

Ye Gucheng doesn't care about a sword. In his opinion, a sword is just a sword, a weapon for use, and has no special meaning.

The meaning of losing a sword is not as painful as a wound on the body.

So he will take down Yu Shan's sword.

"Hahaha~~"

Yu Shan suddenly laughed, "I'm not as good as you!"

"It's not as good as it is!" Ye Gucheng said.

"Haha~~" Yu Shanxiao's voice became louder.

The slump and depression all disappeared, and his laughter was once again free and easy.

He understood Ye Gucheng's thoughts, and also understood Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship.

Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is very different from his, but he can understand it.

He is very grateful for the competition with Ye Gucheng, and even more grateful for Ye Gucheng's care for him.

Although he couldn't comprehend Ye Gucheng's kendo, the competition with Ye Gucheng also gave him a deeper understanding of his own kendo.

"A sword is a sword, and I am me!"

"Thank you Mr. Ye for your pointers!"

Yu Shan bowed and bowed, and said solemnly.

"It's not really a tip!" Ye Gucheng withdrew his sword.

"The kindness of giving advice can be a teacher! If it weren't for the old man who already has a teacher, I should worship Mr. Ye as a teacher!" Yu Shan got up and said.

Ye Gucheng looked at him, the world was cold, and the desolation in his eyes deepened a little.

This competition was simple and dull, which made Ye Gucheng feel a little lonely.

The competition is over, the result is not important.

"Farewell!"

Ye Gucheng turned and left.

Yu Shan hesitated to speak, he wanted to stop Ye Gucheng, and wanted to discuss the way of swordsmanship with Ye Gucheng.

But in the end he still didn't say it.

He has already benefited a lot from a competition, and if he wants to discuss the way of swordsmanship with Ye Gucheng again, it will be a bit of a stretch. ....

Especially when he saw the coldness in Ye Gucheng's eyes.

It is not cold, but lonely.

Belongs to the loneliness of a master.

"It's a pity that this old man is not qualified!"

Yu Shan thought in a low voice.

Snow-white gowns, flying leaves, and spreading stone steps.

Ye Gucheng just left.

Yu Shan stood where he was, watching his figure disappear on the stone steps.

"Master, are you okay!" Yu Zheng asked worriedly.

"fine!"

Yu Shan shook his head slightly.

"Then~~" Yu Zheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Yu Shan took a deep breath, bent down and picked up the long sword on the ground.

"After seeing Ye Gucheng, I will perform the gift of disciple!"

"Ah!" Yu Zheng was taken aback.

"I can't worship him as a teacher, but you must respect him as a teacher!"

"Isn't it appropriate!" Yu Zheng said with some twitching.

He is the suzerain of the Lishan Sword Sect. If he saw Ye Gucheng holding the disciple ceremony, wouldn't the Lishan Sword Sect be all disciples and grandchildren of Ye Gucheng?

Yu Shan glanced at him, "What's inappropriate!"

"Ye Gucheng is not a member of our Lishan Sword Sect after all." Yu Zheng said.

Yu Shan shook his head slightly, and said, "But Ye Gucheng is very kind to my Lishan Sword Sect."

"What kindness?"

"Give me the opportunity to realize the great kindness of the third layer of artistic conception!"

Yu Zheng was puzzled for a while, but then his eyes widened.

"Master has a new understanding!"

Yu Shan turned around and walked up the mountain, "Remember to meet Ye Gucheng and perform the disciple ceremony, otherwise the old man will drive you out of the teacher's school."

"The disciple understands, the disciple respectfully obeys the master's order!" Yu Zheng was both surprised and delighted, and there was no tweaking before.

If Ye Gucheng hadn't left at this time, he would have hugged Ye Gucheng's thigh and called Master.

The third realm!

That is the pinnacle of innate warriors.For any innate warrior, even if it is just a little chance, it is a very rare opportunity. .

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Chapter Ninety Transformation of Chess Pieces

in the forest.

Yan Bo slowly withdrew his gaze, his complexion extremely complicated.

Situ Qianfeng had an excited expression on his face, and a bright brilliance shone in his eyes.

"Uncle Yan, Senior Ye's strength should not be inferior to that of my father!"

Yan Bo didn't speak, but let out a long sigh.

When he met Ye Gucheng before, he knew that Ye Gucheng was very strong, even stronger than him.

But after watching the contest between Ye Gucheng and Yu Shan, he realized that he had still far underestimated Ye Gucheng.

"Uncle Yan!" Situ Qianfeng looked at Uncle Yan with anticipation.

He was waiting for Yan Bo's answer.

Yan Bo didn't want to answer, because it would be disrespectful to the sword master.

Sword Master, Situ Changkong, Lord of Beiyuan City, an innate warrior who has mastered the third level of artistic conception.

"Ye Gucheng's Sword Art~"

Yan Bo paused for a moment, and closed his eyes slightly, "It's already above the mountains, among the white clouds!"

"What do you mean!" Situ Qianfeng was a little puzzled. qs

Yan Bo opened his eyes and said, "My lord, we should go!"

"Uncle Yan, you've made it clear!" Situ Qianfeng said.

Yan Bo didn't answer, but turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Uncle Yan!!" Situ Qianfeng was still relentless.

It's a pity that Yan Bo just doesn't say anything.

Above the peaks, between the white clouds.

That is the existence beyond the peak.