love yourself again

The Jianghu Discussion of Swords is held every three years, and it is also a good opportunity for rookies in the Jianghu to make a name for themselves. This year's Discussion of Swords Conference has already begun.

Discussion of swords in the Jianghu is only for learning about swordsmanship, no harming people's lives, no insidious means, everyone can choose an opponent, but whether the opponent will fight or not is up to him and cannot be forced.

After accepting the challenge, as long as one battle has been fought, and then others come to challenge one after another, or one takes the initiative to challenge others, one will be the winner for more than three consecutive battles, and can occupy a large or small place in the rivers and lakes.

The competition on the field has already begun.

Fu Shuangyun explained to Ling Junwu: "Brother Ling doesn't know much about Jianghu. Look at the two people on the stage. The person holding the heavy sword is Zhang Kui, the famous 'Overlord Sword' in Jianghu. As the name suggests, for him, ingenious sword moves are no longer of much use, so his moves are all open and close, extremely brave.

"Zhang Kui's opponent is the exact opposite of him. It is the 'Qiaoqiong Sword' Su Ranyu who takes the light and subtle way. The sword in his hand is narrower than ordinary swords, and an inch shorter. The so-called one inch is shorter than an inch. , These two people are really interesting to meet."

Both of them can be regarded as aboveboard men. After all, it was a competition, not a battle of life and death. After greeting each other politely, they drew their swords and attacked each other at the same time.

Sometimes the best defense is to attack. Although the two swordsmanship is different, they can be regarded as equal in strength, and neither dared to underestimate them.

The battle between the two on the field was in full swing. The sword in Su Ranyu's hand was extremely dexterous, and the coordination of pointing, stabbing, and picking was seamless. His sword was so fast that it almost left an afterimage on the blade.

Although Zhang Kui couldn't keep up with Su Ranyu's moves, if one of his moves could fall on the opponent, almost no one would be able to stand it, so Su Ranyu tried his best to avoid the opponent's sword edge, and did not rashly use his own shortcomings The length of defeating the enemy.

At the exciting point, the people around cheered from time to time, and the battle became more intense.

I saw that Zhang Kui's move was as powerful as a rainbow, and it suppressed Su Ranyu's sword at once, causing it to stagnate for a moment.

Just this momentary mistake was seized by Zhang Kui. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed across.

The epee was unstoppable, pressing down on Su Ranyu's sword and sending it towards him, until it barely stopped in front of his neck. Su Ranyu was panting violently, and his skin was already touching the cold steel blade.

"I lost, brother Zhang Kui's sword really lives up to its name, I admire it!"

Zhang Kui took the sword away from Su Ranyu's neck, touched the sweat on his forehead, and said boldly, "Brother Su has accepted!"

The second round is Qi Qunke, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect. The opponent of this "one sword lore" Gui Gongzi is his deadly enemy, "Feiyun Sword" Zhuo Bugui.

There are different opinions about the enmity between the two, but I am afraid that only the two know the truth.

These two people didn't say a word of nonsense, and they attacked each other as soon as they got on the stage, seeing that the aura between the two people was really like that life-and-death enemy.

Fu Shuangyun watched the fierce fight between the two and couldn't help but click his tongue twice: "Brother Ling may not know that every time these two people meet, there will be a life-and-death struggle. I really don't know why there is any enmity that cannot be reconciled. Obviously, the two of them used to be sympathetic to each other. best friend."

"It's interesting." Ling Junwu saw that the two of them were indeed fighting fiercely, but they had no real killing intent.

Fu Shuangyun turned her head to look at Ling Junwu and smiled: "This matter is indeed intriguing, but these two people are very tight-lipped, and they are unwilling to tell the truth.

"'Feiyun Sword' Zhuo Bugui, every move and every move in his swordsmanship contains all kinds of tricks, you never know where his move will fall, often the opponent is caught off guard, and Qi Qunke The ever-changing swordsmanship can be regarded as the same goal." Fu Shuangyun couldn't help laughing at this point, "I've seen the two of them fight each other before, and it looks really pleasing to the eye!"

It seems that Zhuo Bugui is better, but the gap between the two is only a hair's breadth, Zhuo Bugui wins, but it is only a narrow victory.

"I won!"

Qi Qunke's face turned green with anger, his sword had already pierced the opponent's shoulder, but Zhuo Bugui didn't seem to feel the pain of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh and blood, there was no expression on his face, and the opponent's sword tip didn't know when Already pointing at his own throat.

"If I go one step further with this sword, your arm will probably be useless." Qi Qunke sneered.

"I could also have pierced your throat before that and killed you." Zhuo Bugui didn't care, and said lightly.

Qi Qunke pulled out his sword mercilessly, flung his sleeves and left. Zhuo Bugui watched the opponent's back as he got off the stage, and turned to leave himself.

After a few more competitions, even a fledgling novice can say "not bad" in swordsmanship.

"It can be said that there are a large number of talented people in this world now, what do you think, brother Ling?" Fu Shuangyun said in a senior tone, and the people around couldn't help but stare at him a few more times.

Ling Junwu showed an indifferent smile: "It's just mere." His tone was flat, and he said it as a matter of course.

"What an arrogant tone!" Several proud young people standing beside him looked over with angry eyes when they heard Ling Junwu's words.

"Hehe..." Ling Junwu stroked the sword at his waist, and walked up to the stage of the competition, "Since we are here, we might as well fight a few tricks with you."

Fu Shuangyun said urgently: "Brother Ling, don't be impulsive!"

Ling Junwu didn't turn his head, and said: "It's okay!" The mountain wind blew his robes, his momentum was calm and calm, and his outstanding posture made people's hearts move.

Standing in the center of the platform, Ling Junwu calmly glanced around and said, "Everyone, I, Ling Junwu, stand here today to ask you for advice."

The bitter north wind howled past, and everyone's eyes were focused on the very handsome man in the center of the stage.

"Isn't this young man trying to challenge everyone here?"

Ling Junwu smiled faintly, and looked at the middle-aged man who spoke. This man has an extraordinary aura, and he must be a senior in the world: "That's right!"

The two words clearly fell into everyone's ears, and everyone was startled. This person has such deep inner strength at such a young age. No wonder he acted so arrogantly, but he was young and vigorous, so he couldn't help but feel a little arrogant , how is this rivers and lakes so simple.

"Since Brother Ling is so confident, let me come down to ask for some advice." A person flew up to the stage and stood opposite Ling Junwu. This person was the "Empty Spirit Sword" Xu Yuan who had a little conflict with him yesterday.

Xu Yuan drew out his sword first, and looked at Ling Junwu with a sneer.

"The name of this sword is 'Xi Jun'. It is a gift from my elder brother. It means a lot to me. I didn't intend to use it to deal with ordinary people like you. The world is better."

Ling Junwu slowly drew out the sword, the blade was cold and radiant, and the intent of the sword was compelling, like a sleeping tiger suddenly woke up, revealing its sharp claws, the king of beasts roared, and all other animals surrendered to him.

"It's such a powerful sword!" A senior in Jianghu exclaimed.

A person next to him snorted softly: "Ignorant child, speak wild words!"

Ling Junwu ignored everyone's words, caressed the sword body with his fingers affectionately, raised his eyes slightly: "Let's start!"

"Hmph!" Xu Yuan raised his sword and attacked. If the opponent has a contemptuous heart, it will be in his favor.

Ling Junwu held a sword flower and cut off Xu Yuan's first attack. Xu Yuan is a ruthless person, and every move is aimed at Ling Junwu's vital points.

The two went through a few tricks, and Ling Junwu suddenly smiled: "It seems that you are nothing more than that!"

After finishing speaking, the movement suddenly accelerated, a cold light flashed, and a dagger fell to the ground with a jingle.

"You..." Xu Yuan stood there in shock.

Ling Junwu's sword tip was on the remaining half of the broken sword in Xu Yuan's hand, and the broken sword was pressed against his neck. The sharp blade cut through the skin, and a bloodstain emerged.

"This sword has followed a master like you, it would be better to destroy it." Withdrawing the sword and looking at the crowd, "Who will come next?"

Xu Yuan was filled with shame, anger, and fear, and finally the anger prevailed, and a poisonous powder was thrown towards Ling Junwu.

Swinging the long sword, the sword energy was fierce, and it cut off Xu Yuan's tendons in his hands and hamstrings in an instant, and his martial arts were instantly crippled.

The sword wind roared, and the poisonous powder wrapped in it was blown back to Xu Yuan who had fallen to the ground. The poisonous powder was overbearing, and the flesh began to fester as soon as it touched the skin, and the sound of wailing and screaming filled the whole building. mountain peak.

Ling Junwu didn't even look at the man in pain on the ground, his eyes fell on the crowd: "Don't tell me no one dares to come up?" His eyelids drooped slightly, his fingers resting on the blade of the sword. and.

"Let the little girl come to meet the young master!"

A beautiful-looking woman flew onto the stage, and a circle of tassels on the green belt around her waist danced cheerfully. She was graceful and charming. Although her appearance was not beautiful, her eyes were looking forward and shining, and her eyes were flowing. There is also a soul-stirring rhyme, which can easily arouse the admiration of others.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "It's 'Butterfly Lady' Su Xiuxiu!"

Su Xiuxiu stood in front of Ling Junwu generously, pulled out a long and narrow sword from the scabbard neatly, and waved it lightly twice.

"Young master, please advise!" A voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley came out clearly from the small cherry mouth.

"Butterfly Lady"'s swordsmanship is very gentle and beautiful. When she fights with people, she is like a dancing butterfly, which is pleasing to the eye.Of course, it would be a big mistake to think that Su Xiuxiu is not good enough or even despise her because of this.

The more beautiful something is, the greater the danger hidden beneath it.

For Ling Junwu, there was no one or anything in the human world that could threaten him. Although this act seemed arrogant, he did not despise serious and respectable people.

but……

"How do you feel about stirring up the entire rivers and lakes by one person?" Ling Junwu smiled and caught Su Xiuxiu's sword.

"Haha! Then we'll see if you have the ability, look at the trick!" Su Xiuxiu's sword screamed and stabbed out.

"Really?" Just two words are said a thousand times, which is full of meaning.