Raised a poor little

Before the referee could finish speaking, Zhou Long took the lead in unleashing his sword.

The sound of clanging swords mixed with the sound of lingering wind roared towards Xu Yuezhi all the way.

It's a pity that although Zhou Long's moves were fierce, the place where the sword light passed did not cause any damage.

Xu Yuezhi was on guard as soon as he drew his sword.Without waiting for Zhou Long's sword light to attack, he deftly avoided Zhou Long's attack with a sliding step and turned sideways.

This is all due to the fact that Xu Yuezhi only had one copy of "Basic Sword Art" to practice in his previous life.

After getting up early every day, you can only practice these basic moves repeatedly.Day after day, year after year, these basic moves have been practiced in Xu Yuezhi's bones.

At this time, Zhou Long only raised his hand to pick the sword edge, and he could instantly judge Zhou Long's next move.

As the saying goes, everything changes.

No matter how many sword techniques there are and how exquisite the sword manual is, they are nothing more than the thirteen methods of pointing, stabbing, chopping, sweeping, belting, drawing, cutting, wiping, lifting, hitting, hanging, dragging, and blocking.

Where will the sword go, where should the body avoid, where will the flaws be exposed...

Xu Yuezhi seems to have formed a physical instinct, and he can directly draw conclusions without analyzing and thinking.

At this time Zhou Long hit the air with his sword, turned around and wanted to fight back.

Unexpectedly, before he turned around, a gust of wind hit his neck one step ahead of him.

The pain hit instantly.

"you lose."

With the sound of Xu Yuezhi's voice, the gust of wind around Zhou Long's neck also stopped.

The rough and clumsy wooden sword was quietly pressing against Zhou Long's neck at this moment, scratching the surface skin.

If the blade moves forward an inch, it will be able to seal the throat with a drop of blood.

"I didn't lose!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Long only felt ashamed and angry, and his anger went straight to Tianling Gai.

"Xu Yuezhi, you are going to die!"

The sharp iron sword pulled away the obtrusive wooden sword, and spun the sword flower to push towards Xu Yuezhi.

The audience was full of admiration for this cool sword flower, but Xu Yuezhi felt that this sword flower was flamboyant and useless.

Just lifting the wooden sword and inserting it into the sword flower, hitting with force, Zhou Long's sword energy dissipated and the sword fell to the ground.

The disciples in the audience did not expect that the outcome was actually reversed from their expected outcome.

Everyone hadn't finished cheering for Zhou Long's sword dance, when they suddenly discovered that Zhou Long was broken by the weak opponent and his broken wooden sword.

It's just... unbelievable.

"You lost again."

Xu Yuezhi just felt bored.

This Zhou Long is really too weak, the sword moves he uses are all flashy and ostentatious.

If it is a cultivation base in the later stage of foundation establishment, using spiritual power to bless sword moves, it should not be so good.

But in order to save face, Zhou Long forced his cultivation to the late stage of Qi training.

Without the blessing of spiritual power, how could he beat the reborn Xu Yuezhi just with his airs?

"It's interesting." Lingyu Zhenjun has been observing their competition, and is very interested in Xu Yuezhi's sword moves.

"This boy's swordsmanship is pretty good." True Monarch Lingyun also nodded.

Lingyu rolled his eyes, "Do you know what swordsmanship is? You dare to make such an evaluation. That Xu Yuezhi has never learned swordsmanship at all."

"Haven't learned swordsmanship? Why do you say that?" Several elders who arrived later were also attracted here, puzzled.

"Or it can be said that he only learned the most basic sword skills." Lingyu looked at Xu Yuezhi with burning eyes: "His sword moves don't have any tricks in the sword manual, they are clean and neat, and directly break the game. Follow my ruthless sword. It's very similar, but it's very suitable to be my apprentice."

"It's rare, Lingyu Zhenjun actually wants to accept apprentices." An elder who has a good relationship with Lingyu Zhenjun teased.

Lingyu didn't respond to him, but looked intently at the martial arts platform below.

At this time, Zhou Long had picked up the sword and continued to attack Xu Yuezhi.

But like a cat playing with a mouse, Xu Yuezhi held the wooden sword and refused to take it out, but just dodged left and right.Even so, after more than a dozen moves, Zhou Long didn't even touch Xu Yuezhi's sleeve.

The more Zhou Long couldn't stab, the more impatient he became, and the more loopholes in his sword moves. (˙灬˙)? Nothing is a magic school

After a long time, even the disciples in the audience could see that something was wrong.

"Why does it feel weird? Brother Zhou Long doesn't seem to be as strong as he imagined..."

"Shh, you don't want to mess around anymore, beware of being overheard by Senior Brother Zhou Long!"

"I heard it when I heard it. Look at his sword dancer, he is like a headless chicken, not at all level! I have been blind for so many years in the inner sect!"

"Hey, what happened to Senior Brother Zhou Long today... oh..."

The more Zhou Long didn't want to listen to these whispers, the more these annoying words got into his ears.

Maybe he was thinking too much in a daze, but before he could react, he saw Xu Yuezhi draw his sword.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Long felt a cool breeze blowing over his head.

Then, the disciples in the audience burst into wild laughter.

"Hahahaha! I laughed so hard!"

"Zhou...hahaha...Senior Brother Zhou Long's hair...hahahaha."

"Hahahaha... Baldy..."

Zhou Long looked blankly at the laughing disciples in the audience, and even his little follower was among them, laughing wildly.

what happened?

Just when he was confused, a few strands of hair at his feet came into his eyes.

Zhou Long touched the top of his head in disbelief.

Sure enough, the place that should have been covered with blue hair was now empty, and the tiny stubble of hair was sticking against his fingers, as if mocking his embarrassment.

"enough!"

With Zhou Long's angry shout, he loosened his spiritual power suppression.

The rich spiritual power belonging to the foundation building period diffused from Zhou Long as the center, and even the sword light in his hand was full of three points.

The laughter in the crowd gradually stopped and turned into boiling.

"Senior brother Zhou Long has released the suppression of spiritual power?"

"It's over, it's over, Xu Yuezhi is going to be miserable! Brother Zhou Long is a whole realm higher than him!"

"That's not necessarily true... Brother Zhou Long has a high level of cultivation, but his swordsmanship is really good..."

"Shut up! How dare you say that Senior Brother Zhou Long is good? You don't want to live anymore!?"

"If you can't even win against the disciples of the outer sect, isn't it just a dish? Why don't people say it?"

"Look with your dog eyes wide open! Brother Zhou Long will stab that outer disciple into a sieve!"

"Hey... the spiritual power has been undone, and the victory of bullying the weak with a gun, what is there to brag about?"

"You! I think you want to court death!"

The disciples in the audience were arguing fiercely, and the two on the stage also fought fiercely.

Zhou Long, who had released the suppression of spiritual power, poured all his spiritual power into the sword, and swung the sword straight at Xu Yuezhi.

The sword infused with spiritual power is even more fierce, and the sword move has also changed from the previous left-to-right stab and missed to stab anyway, it is better to slash.

Anyway, there is also a gap in cultivation and spiritual power. Zhou Long relied on Xu Yuezhi to be unable to confront him head-on in spiritual power, so he became more and more reckless when wielding the spirit sword.

Zhou Long's lunatic style of play really caught Xu Yuezhi by surprise.

After all, the gap in cultivation cannot be made up for by Xu Yuezhi's profound understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

During the intensive and frantic chopping and stabbing, Xu Yuezhi had countless wounds on his body, and his practice clothes were also torn.

The more Zhou Long saw blood, the more excited he became, as if he wanted to put Xu Yue to death, his red eyes increased his output of spiritual power.

This is no longer like a competition, but like Zhou Long's unilateral and brutal bullying.

A whole level higher, Zhou Long's violent spiritual power was hidden in the sword light, and he cut through the air to draw flowers that exploded when the spiritual power was critically struck.

Any violent blow of spiritual power on the body will result in a wounded end.

Because the two signed the life-and-death certificate before the match, even the referees, the elders and disciples onlookers could not easily break this tyrannical match.

Wang Xu was the most nervous in the audience.

Although in his eyes, Xu Yuezhi is an evil star, he should stay away.

But this malevolent star didn't do anything harmful, and let him go after cleaning up the yard and refilling the water that day.

And he didn't come back to trouble him, let alone complain to the sect.

If he continues to fight like Zhou Long, Xu Yuezhi will not be able to hold on, and it is not impossible to be beaten to death...

Wang Xu's heart fluctuated with the fight between the two on stage.

The scene that happened next completely made him raise his heart in his throat——

I saw that the two people on the stage were fighting faster and faster, and Xu Yuezhi had more and more wounds.Zhou Long was still full of spiritual power, and launched a new round of attacks.

In the impenetrable sword move, Xu Yuezhi was the only one who didn't stand firm, and Zhou Long quickly caught the opening, and slashed out with the epee.

Xu Yuezhi couldn't dodge in time, so he could only bite the bullet and raise his sword to block it.

But how can a sword made of wood block a spiritual sword full of spiritual power?

Then, with a sound of "shua", Xu Yuezhi's sword was split in half by Zhou Long obliquely under the eyes of everyone.

There was silence.