[Yi Tian] Shallow look at the test lamp

Jie Dao struck at me instantly, I tapped the ground lightly, turned around to dodge, and with one stroke of Qing Luo Xiao Fan came out fiercely.

It's a pity that he can't use his internal strength at will, and he has to pretend to be vain, so the tip of the wooden sword only brushes against the monk's waist, unable to exert its original power.

Crane Biweng said coldly: "Mahapasi retreat! Come on, Wen Woer!"

The fan monk backed away flushed with shame, and I glanced at the place where the sound came from. He Biweng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he was indifferent to what was going on in front of him.

He really has such a bit of immortality, but unfortunately, immortals are mortals, and Tao is the way of demons.

The monk who came up rushed forward with a long sword, with eager wind.

I sighed secretly, swung the wooden sword to block it, and by the way made a volley and kicked him in the stomach.

The foot that can't use internal force just kicked him back two steps, if I can use it recklessly, no one here can stop me except the elder Xuanming!

"Wen Woer retreats, Black Forest Bofu enters."

Again?Do you think my inner strength is infinite?

The man with a strange name on the opposite side used a heavy iron staff. When he used it, there was a lot of wind in the hall, and every time it swept across my cheek in a thrilling manner.

I dodged several times, stabbed the wooden sword briskly, and pierced into his shoulder with precision.

I am not good at internal force. My swordsmanship is exquisite and accurate. Now I can't use internal force, but show my absolute advantage.

So I try to use only one sword technique when fighting, and let them learn only one move!The three battles are over, according to the rules they must let me go.

I stood quietly in the center, the wooden sword thrown aside.

Crane Biweng suddenly lowered his head and whispered something next to Zhao Min, Zhao Min's expression changed slightly, and after a while he smiled and said: "Miss Wen is really amazing, even the three of Zhan are so capable."

Should I take a few breaths now?

She walked down the steps and said in a manly voice: "You defeated the three of them, now I should let you go back. But I am really unwilling, you clearly used Emei's Qing Luo Xiaofan, but you defeated three of them in a row. "

I kept my face, she wants to repent?

Zhao Min saw my worries, and smiled sweetly: "I will do what I say, and I will never make things difficult, but Miss Wen violated the rules first. You still have internal strength, so what is it compared to these three people?"

I said leisurely: "I didn't use my internal energy, and the rules don't say that you have to lose all your internal energy during a martial arts competition."

Sure enough, Zhao Min could be deceived, but Xuanming and Elder Xuanming could not be deceived.I don't know if the change on my side will affect Master's plan?It's frustrating.

Zhao Min pondered: "Forget it, I didn't say anything first. It's just that letting you go back like this is hard to appease the public..."

My heart tightens.

She said softly: "If you can last a stick of incense under the hands of Master Ku, I will let you go, otherwise, I will amputate your finger—you just need to go all out and survive the stick of incense before you can leave."

If I have to use internal strength during the competition, it will be extremely disadvantageous to me. Does she really think that my physical strength is endless?

Zhao Min returned to his seat and said with a smile: "I allow you to choose a weapon that you are comfortable with, but Master Ku only uses a wooden sword, so it will never hurt you during the competition."

Has the tide turned?

I calmed down and picked up a long sword with a cold light like water, stood in the middle of the hall, and looked at the bitter Toutuo head-on - he was tall and tall, with scars all over his face, and reddish-brown broken hair, let him People cannot distinguish his face.

This appearance does not look like a native of Zhongtu, and he doesn't feel burdened when fighting.

"Please give me more advice." As soon as we signaled, Ku Toutuo stabbed at him with a wooden sword.He stabbed at my vitals, so startled that I just waved my sword to stop him, and was at a loss for a moment.

After several moves, I stepped back slightly and looked at him warily.So strong, presumably the strength value of the two elders Xuanming and him is almost the same.

Uh, could it be that the wooden sword is the key to victory?Who can beat the opponent back in a row with just holding it?

I waved away such nonsensical thoughts, and practiced the Emei Jiuyang Kungfu, with my toes slightly staggered, I made more than 30 sword moves with my backhand, but I couldn't touch him with a single move.

Using offense as defense will not work.

Except for Wei Yixiao's provocative tease, I have never fought against a master other than my master.Sure enough, there are people beyond the human race. In the past, I was conceited, thinking that the master in the world is the existence that tops the sky, and that the master has given his all in the battle with me... I will know how much the master has let me in today's battle.

Fortunately, my lightness kung fu is excellent, and I was able to avoid the attack of Toutuo, but it was a bit difficult.

In the face of absolute power, all tricks and tricks are invisible, just like the Buddha's light that Master used that day.

The light of Buddha shines everywhere...

I danced with the sword, and the blade of the sword made a buzzing sound piercing the air, like the sound of a phoenix.

A flash of appreciation flashed in Toutuo's eyes, and the wooden sword in his hand came towards me and collided with my sword suddenly - I felt a numbness in my wrist, and the long sword flew more than ten meters away, stabbing hard into the hall on a mahogany post.

Head-to-head is not enough, he has strong inner strength, I only focus on the ingenuity of moves, if it is not the master, who can use the Buddha's light to be supernatural?

I dodged his wooden sword in a dangerous way, and a string of Emei cotton palms overlapped and went away, but was swung by the edge of his sword, and all of them fell into the air.

A stick of incense is now more than half burned.

[You don’t have enough internal strength, don’t worry, you will have magic tricks to help you in the future.If you encounter a strong enemy before this, you can use this trick—to turn nothing into something. ]

Master's words are still in my ears.

[The so-called transforming non-existence into existence means using less internal force and weak force to overcome more internal force and strong force.This trick can only be used once at a time, if it is used too much, it will cause great harm to the body.After all, the law against the world is not tolerated by the world. ]

Toutuo attacked again, I cut off the wooden sword in his palm with one hand, Fang felt a piercing pain when he touched the wooden sword.

Invert your wrist and press down.

I turned around suddenly, and the wooden sword swept my cheek and swung it out.

It's now!

The two fingers of the left hand point to Toutuo's abdomen, and the right hand clamps the wooden sword.Toutuo paused, and the other hand that didn't hold the sword instantly grabbed my left hand and directly slapped me out.

I bumped into the edge of the mahogany pillar and stopped abruptly.My back was in severe pain like a fire, and I raised my head with difficulty, only to see that the incense hadn't burned out, and the remaining section was still glowing with sparks.

It's not a failure, the opponent is too strong, and I can't blame me for losing.

It's just unavoidable.

"Miss Wen is really good, but since you lost..." Zhao Minmin walked up to me, casually stroked his palms: "Master Ku, cut off her left little finger!"

Toutuo pressed my shoulder, grabbed my left hand, raised his sword and chopped it off.

"Chong-"

A gold box smashed open Thutuo's sword and shattered in two.

Immediately, the long windows on the left and right of the hall were shattered, and a person flew in, leaving only afterimages in sight.He turned back his left arm to protect me, and at the same time stretched out his right palm to intersect with Toutuo's palm, and the two of them took half a step back.

The person who came was Zhang Wuji, he held me in his arms, and his fingers caught my pulse.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled me behind me, facing the elder Xuanming and Ku Toutuo and his party.

Although the back bumped against the pillar, it was extremely painful, but it was just a little skin trauma, and it was not an internal injury to the meridians.Zhang Wuji's medical skills are exquisite, how could he not understand?Concern leads to chaos, but I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Zhao Min looking at Zhang Wuji shyly, so I knew something was wrong.If she hides feelings for this kid, it is inevitable that she will regard me as an imaginary enemy, and she may do something outrageous at that time.Whether it hurt me or Zhang Wuji is hard to say.

There were two other people who entered with Zhang Wuji. One was Wei Yixiao, who I had met before and had a deep hatred with Emei, and the other was a 40-year-old, suave...uncle.

The hall fell into an eerie silence.

Zhao Min broke the silence, and she asked resentfully: "You hate this box so much, do you want it to be broken?"

I wanted to cover my mouth and laugh, thanks to Zhao Min's ingenuity, his scheming is unfathomable, and when he meets someone he likes, he is like an inexperienced girl with a hot head.

Zhang Wuji replied apologetically: "In a hurry, I poked around in my arms and came out with this box. I really didn't mean it, I hope the girl can't be blamed."

Zhao Min's eyes flashed, and he stared with wonderful eyes: "Did you actually carry this box with you?"

Zhang Wuji nodded in acquiescence.

Zhao Min's eyes narrowed, and he sighed, "I didn't know Miss Wen is your friend, otherwise I would never have treated her like this, so you..."

As she said that, she turned her head away, staring at the half of the gold box with a seemingly unrestrained attitude, with a thousand words in her eyes.

She really misunderstood, what can I have to do with that fool?Speaking so ambiguously is nothing more than trying to get something out of Zhang Wuji's mouth such as - I have nothing to do with her.

If Zhang Wuji hadn't saved me, I really wanted to give him a sword.Zhao Min is not someone to be trifled with. What I hate the most in my life is a quick-witted opponent.

What do you say that liking a good opponent is just for the sake of looking good, who doesn't want their opponent to be as stupid as a pig?I most hope that the opponents will destroy the Great Wall by themselves, chop melons and vegetables, and defeat them in one blow.

If Zhao Min and I were bosom friends, how wonderful it would be.

It would be great if she was born in the Central Plains and grew up in Emei.

Zhang Wuji didn't answer her words, just bowed his hands slightly to her, and said: "I owe you courtesy, I hope Miss Zhao will be happy." After finishing speaking, he took my hand, turned around and wanted to come out.

"Wait!" She stepped forward a few steps, and said coldly: "Come if you want to come, go if you want to go, what do you think this is? This Wen girl is beautiful and beautiful, do you want to marry her to be a demon?" The teacher's wife?"

I chose to ignore the low-intelligence woman who fell in love, and if I was serious with her, I would lose.

Wei Yixiao was looking at me with a playful smile, as if he had given me a lot of favor when he let me go.Heaven, if there is a sword in front of me, I really want to pierce him with a sword!

"Miss Wen and I are friends of gentlemen, but Miss Wen helped me when I was a child, and I am very grateful." Zhang Wuji responded.

Zhao Min looked good, she raised her eyebrows and asked: "Since that's the case, Miss Wen is neither your senior sister nor your fiancée, so I'm going to cut off her finger, and it has nothing to do with you..."

Zhang Wuji's expression was cold: "If you dare to touch the girl, you will be the enemy of my Mingjiao."

Zhao Min sneered: "I just won't let her go today, so what about you?"

At this time, Wei Yixiao suddenly moved, wiped the sole of his shoe with his hand, swayed beside Zhao Min, turned around, and smiled at me.