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"By the way, your name is Lu Yue, right?"

As if he remembered something, Jing Liu looked at Lu Yue and asked.

I heard the uncertainty in Jingliu's tone.

Lu Yue was also speechless, as he had just learned his name not long ago.

And you don’t know it before the day is even over?

You disrespect me just like the guy next door Jie disrespects Meiyi.

"Yeah, yeah, any questions?"

Nodding, Lu Yue answered Jing Liu.

"I do have a question. Why do I see a lot of sword influences in your spearmanship?"

As an expert swordsman, Jing Liu could guarantee that she was definitely not mistaken.

Although Lu Yue used a gun from beginning to end, he still saw the shadow of the sword in it.

If Lu Yue had used swordsmanship at that time, it might have been much stronger than using a gun.

"You guessed it right, that's swordsmanship, but I don't use swords very often, so I applied my swordsmanship to the gun.

But it seems surprisingly suitable, and it's not much weaker than my sword."

Lu Yue gave Jing Liu a positive answer to her guess.

When Jingliu heard Lu Yue's affirmation of his words, his eyes lit up slightly.

As a master swordsman, she also longs to fight with those who use swords.

But this Luofu no longer has any rivals with swords, and the identity of the sword master is enough to explain it all.

But Lu Yue is different. His spear skills are 20:80 equal to her swordsmanship, so his swordsmanship might be even better.

She longed for such an opponent.

"Then may I invite you to a sword fight?"

It was also the first time that Jing Liu looked at Lu Yue with eyes full of desire.

She wanted to improve so much. Although she was also the best swordsman, she still felt that she was not strong enough.

At least now she is no match for Lingshi.

"Ah? No, no, sparring is the most troublesome thing, and there is no benefit."

Hearing Jing Liu's request, Lu Yue waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

My goodness, it’s fine that Hua scolded me for this reason at home, but now I come to Luofu and you, Jingliu, want to teach me the same thing?

Don’t I, the future Marshal of Xianzhou, have any dignity?

"Benefits? Doesn't the insights gained from our sparring not count?"

Jingliu asked with a slightly frowned brow in confusion.

For Jingliu, practicing swordsmanship with a strong person and gaining insights afterwards are the best benefits.

But for Lu Yue, that was not a benefit, it was just what I deserved.

After all, they were beaten anyway, so who would be beaten if you don’t give them some benefits?

Then it would be considered a benefit if you pay for medical expenses.

He is not a sword fanatic. If he wants to, he can quickly reach the level of Mirror Flow by relying on tags.

After all, he has extraordinary talent, and with the help of the label, if he fails to surpass Jingliu in a short period of time, he might as well just find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

Therefore, Lu Yue didn't want to engage in this kind of competition that had no benefits at all.

"No, I'm different from you. I don't pursue higher realms in swordsmanship.

For me, my current strength is enough. I can’t say how strong I am, but if it comes to risking my life, my sword is not at a disadvantage compared to the envoy.”

“…Compete with me, whether you win or lose, and I will grant you one request.

Of course, this request cannot go against my original intention, such as asking me to betray Xianzhou or something like that."

After thinking carefully about Lu Yue's words, Jingliu felt that it made sense, so he gave a new condition.

After hearing such benefits, Lu Yue was no longer sleepy.

He is coming, he is coming. It is the classic plot in the novel where the heroine declares war on the hero and agrees to one of his requests if she loses. He is coming.

Although there are some differences, the overall situation is similar.

Immediately Lu Yue agreed.

Only Bai Heng felt that this scene seemed a little familiar.

"Where are we going to compete? Let's make it clear that we will only compete in swordsmanship. No destiny energy or external forces are allowed."

"Let's go to the backyard. There's more space there."

Jing Liu naturally had no objection to Lu Yue's request for a competition.

Or rather, she thought so too.

If you rely on the power of destiny, the subsequent benefits will be greatly reduced.

Unless the opponent's sword is meant to teach you something.

Otherwise, since you can learn anything from a sword enhanced by the power of destiny.

Of course, there are geniuses who are rare in the world, but there are too few of them.

Following Jingliu to the backyard, Lu Yue also took out the sword given to him by Hua from the cave.

I heard that this was what Hua used before, but later on his realm reached a deeper level and he no longer needed any external objects.

When Lu Yue took out the sword, a hint of surprise flashed in Jing Liu's eyes.

"It's a magical weapon."

“Indeed, but it is ultimately external. Only what comes from oneself is forever one’s own.

When I can reach the state where my heart is the sheath, then everything I use can be a sword, even my fingers."

Looking at the dark gold sword in his hand, with red lines on it that look like a curved dragon, it is undoubtedly a sharp weapon.

At least Lu Yue has never seen anything that this sword cannot cut.

"Using the heart as a sheath? I didn't expect that you have such a deep understanding of the sword. I am not as good as you."

Jing Liu readily admitted that his understanding of the sword was not as good as Lu Yue's.

But he didn't know that Lu Yue also felt unworthy of it.

After all, he himself was enlightened by Li Suchang next door.

“Let me make it clear in advance, Jingliu, you have to be careful, this sword has never encountered anything that it cannot cut.

So in battle you must always be prepared for your sword to be cut off."

"I know, I will."

Picking up the Yunqi sword, Jingliu's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Bai Heng just took out a watermelon from somewhere.

Then he waved his hand and shouted: "Jingliu Jingliu, help me freeze this watermelon before playing."

"......knew."

As for his best friend, Jing Liu could only helplessly pamper her even if she was not good in every way.

Using his ice hunting destiny power, Jingliu helped Bai Heng turn the watermelon into an iced watermelon.

I also helped her cut the watermelon into eight pieces.

"Jingliu, you understand me so well. Thank you so much~(*?︶?*)..:*?."

Picking up a piece of iced watermelon, Bai Heng immediately moved away from the battlefield, sat down at a stone table nearby and waited to watch the show.

After doing all this, Jingliu returned to the center of the battlefield.

The two looked at each other. Without further ado, in just a moment, their first confrontation had already begun.

In a battle, whoever seizes the initiative will win the first 10%.

Ding!

In a moment, the two men attacked almost at the same time, and the swords in their hands intertwined with each other, making a crisp sound.

Click~

ding ding ding~

The sword in Jingliu's hand was cut off in the first round of confrontation, and the fragments fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.