In the arena, no one can tell who is who.
There are sword lights and sword shadows everywhere, which can only be distinguished according to the color of the clothes.
Lu Mingshu felt as if he had returned to the battle with Kuai Xin.
Sword moves, strength, angles... There is no flaw in any of them. This Young Master Yu's foundation is slightly shallower than Kuai Xin's, and he hasn't reached the stage of breaking into a god yet, but his strength is even worse than Kuai Xin's.
Because his sword moves are so exquisite! Lu Mingshu didn't even know that Sword Intent Transformation could be used like this.
His sword moves are alive, changing all the time, and the sword intent is flowing in it, sometimes disappearing, unfathomable.
She calmed down and realized the subtlety of his sword moves, but her own moves were even more fierce.
There was a chuckle on the other side: "Miss Lu, it is not wise for you to do this. You have just finished two battles, but I am waiting for work. If you want to use the sword to suppress me, the end result can only be that you are getting more and more tired."
Lu Mingshu remained unmoved, but with a flick of his wrist, the light of a sword that was like a sword was instantly transformed into a little bit of starlight.
"Hey, this trick is quite subtle." This Mr. Yu said in surprise, "At your age, it's not easy to train your control to this level. When I was your age, I was still a little behind. But , this trick is useless to me."
That is to say, when his sword shined a little, suddenly a gust of wind blew up in the arena, and the blade of the sword strangled the starlight in an instant.
"Look, I told you not to use it, but you insisted on using it. Isn't this a waste?"
Someone in the ring has already shouted, "Fight hard, don't talk nonsense!"
"That's right! Deliberately disturb Miss Lu, right?"
Mr. Yu actually had the time to rush to the stage and shout: "What do you know? If you don't concentrate after a little disturbance, it means that your skills are not good enough."
After finishing speaking, he smiled brightly at Lu Mingshu again: "Miss Lu, you don't care?"
This bullying is too obvious! The audience yelled angrily: "If you want to fight hard, go down if you don't fight!"
"That's right, go down! Go down!" There were uniform voices.
Mr. Yu grinned, "Miss Lu, you have so many helpers."
Lu Mingshu's forehead was covered with sweat, his breathing began to be heavy, and his grip on the sword was no longer as stable as before.
"Aren't you tired? This is how you can win the Tianmen Contest 18 times in a row? The Jiuyao Palace is really not in a good shape..."
"Choke—" a sword was sent out, and it fell obliquely.
Mr. Yu laughed happily: "It's better for the girls to go back and play embroidery, why bother to compete with us old men?"
"It's too much! Go down! Go down!" shouted again from under the ring.
…
"When it comes to swordsmanship, it's hard to say who wins." Kou Wei tapped the folding fan in his hand, "This battle is more like a psychological battle."
"Psychological warfare? This, Lu Mingshu is probably not the opponent!"
"That's right, Yu Kuang is too shameless. When I fought with him that time, he lied to me that there was someone behind me, and in the end I..."
Yue Lingyin laughed loudly: "Is there a mistake? You are also fooled by this kind of trick to deceive children?"
The man looked innocent: "It's because of the trick of deceiving children, I didn't expect him to use it!"
Kou Wei said: "Yu Kuang has always been tricky, but Lu Mingshu is not deeply involved in the world, I'm afraid..."
…
Mr. Yu didn't listen, and continued: "It's still too late for you to give up now, such a delicate girl, I don't want to add wounds to you."
Lu Mingshu's eyes sharpened, and the aura around him suddenly changed, profound energy gushed out continuously, and the sword light shone brightly.
The wind of the sword swirled wildly, as if there was a wandering dragon, rushing out suddenly!
Sword intent transformed into form!
"Good time!" Mr. Yu jumped up, holding the sword in both hands, the mysterious light gathered on the sword, and slashed down hard!
The sword wind swept across.
"Crack!" It was the flagpole on the ring being brought down.
The audience was mesmerized. By the time they were able to unfold, the ring had calmed down.
The two clashed with swords, one was sweating profusely, and the other was smiling.
Bright red blood dripped from Lu Mingshu's arm.
Young Master Yu said with a smile: "In the battle of Tianmen, you fought eighteen times in a row, deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, making the opponent think that your profound strength is about to be exhausted, and then turned defeat into victory. Do you think I will not guard against this?"
Lu Mingshu had no expression on his face: "So, you deliberately provoked me, making me think that there is a chance to lure you into the game. But in fact, you are just waiting to make plans."
Mr. Yu laughed loudly: "That's right. You are a person who became famous with eighteen consecutive battles. You must have a secret method to maintain the circulation of profound energy. How can I take it lightly?"
"Then," Lu Mingshu smiled lightly, "Young Master Yu knows me so well, do you know that I can still follow the Tao?"
Mr. Yu was stunned, and suddenly his feet moved, and a light seal flew up.
He turned around to block, but Lu Mingshu's sword intent entangled him.
"Chi—" Guangyin was scattered by him, but the front was pierced, and the tip of the sword was on his chest.
Lu Mingshu said slowly: "As a person, I always lack a sense of security. I don't dare to go out without ten or eight followers. Mr. Yu, I'm laughing at you."
The host ran to the stage and announced loudly: "Miss Lu wins!"
…
Someone rushed upstairs and shouted: "Brother, Yu Kuang has lost."
"What? So fast?" Kou Wei was surprised, "Tell me, how did you fight."
After listening to the disciple's description, the elites present were silent for a long time.
"This..." Yue Lingyin hesitated for a long time, "Why do I still feel something is wrong?"
The disciple made it very clear that Yu Kuang deliberately provoked each other, Lu Mingshu showed the enemy's weakness, and both sides were setting up a situation.
As Kou Wei said before, this battle is mainly psychological warfare.
In the end, because Yu Kuang underestimated Lu Mingshu and was disturbed by her talisman, he became passive and lost.
But…
"Yu Kuang isn't fighting seriously!" shouted the young man who had experience fighting with him.
"Yeah, the defeat was too fast. Yu Kuang is a true disciple of Qizhen Temple, even if Lu Mingshu is in his prime, the outcome with him is unpredictable."
"Besides, Yu Kuang, who is so tricky, was caught by such a small trap. It's really a bit..."
"What exactly does he want to do?" Yue Lingyin was surprised, "Since he's in the ring, why didn't he fight seriously? What good would it do him to lose to Lu Mingshu?"
Kou Wei said with a smile: "It seems that today is a drunkard's intention not to drink."
Qi Sheng asked: "Did he test Miss Lu's strength for Wei Chunqiu? Didn't he mean that Wei Chunqiu intends to win the first place in the rookie list?"
Kou Wei vetoed his guess without hesitation: "No, Wei Chunqiu has such a foundation, Lu Mingshu is not worthy of his arrangement, it's not bad to come to test me."
Lu Mingshu is very strong, but she has been in the fusion realm for less than a year, so she can't make up for it at all. Kou Wei thought she could fight him, not that she had a chance to beat him.
He thought so, and of course Wei Chunqiu thought so too. With their status in the world, using such means to deal with a new disciple is too much of a fuss.
"Forget it, everyone, go back and rest. The day after tomorrow is the Kirin Club, and we will know when the time comes."
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Sorry, temporarily rewrote half a chapter, posting late...