"First round, start!" The beating officer ordered, and Lu Mingshu drew his sword.
What she used was just a very ordinary sword, the Moon God Sword was too conspicuous.
"Please advise!" As soon as the other party finished speaking, a fireball flew towards Lu Mingshu.
With a slight flash, she dodged the opponent's attack.
The fireball flew towards her again as if it had eyes.
Lu Mingshu drew out his sword, the light of the sword flashed, the fireball was split in half and fell down.
There was an exclamation below.
Seeing that this method failed, the other party threw out another thin blade, which fluctuated with power, and the speed was extremely fast.
But... For Wu Xiu, it's really nothing.
I tried my best to delay for a while, but the battle ended within a quarter of an hour.
In the second round, it was Ling Wuxia who played.
Her weapon is more suitable for dragging and fighting, and it will end after two quarters of an hour.
…
"These people, something is wrong."
In the restaurant closest to the ring, someone whispered this sentence.
"Who are you talking about?"
The other party raised his chin, and looked at Lu Mingshu and his party.
This is the private room with the best angle in the restaurant. When it comes to the ranking competition, such a room is not guaranteed even if you have money.
There are two youths, both dressed gorgeously, one is stern and the other is full of smiles.
The smiling young man who was half lying down drinking lazily sat up, followed his gaze, and said "Huh", "It's actually a few girls."
His companion did not speak, but stared at them in silence.
After watching the two competitions, the smiling young man also became serious: "It's really not right."
"Their techniques are very peculiar, and they pay special attention to moves."
"Like a kind of person."
The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "Sword cultivator!"
After a pause, he said at the same time: "Find someone to watch them!"
…
At the end of the competition, Qingxu Temple successfully entered the first level.
Ordinary ranking matches ended here, and Qingxu Guan won a complete victory, and he didn't even play the third round.
"Go, get the sword!" Xiang Zichen was very excited and excited.
Master's sword has finally been won back!
Lu Mingshu and the others lazily followed behind him.
Taoist He lived a good life, and lived well, in a small courtyard facing the street.
He was packing his bags when they arrived.
"He Laodao, where are you going?" Xiang Zichen asked.
Taoist He was startled, seeing him, he quickly burst out laughing: "So it's Mr. Xiang, why do you have time to visit the old Taoist?"
"Of course it's asking for a bet." Xiang Zimei shouted, "He Laodao, take out my master's flying sword!"
"This..." He Daoren laughed, "Oh, what are you two nephews anxious about? Your master's sword is a good thing! I entrust someone to keep it! Otherwise, I will send someone to watch it for you tomorrow. inside?"
"Stop lying!" Xiang Zimei didn't believe him, "Take it out immediately, or..."
Daoren He suddenly changed his face: "Little girl, what's the matter if the Taoist doesn't give it to you? Get out!" Pushing Xiang Zimei away with a palm, he threw a talisman at Xiang Zichen, picked up his luggage and walked quickly.
He would be a fool to stay! Although I signed the bet, I have to change the place, but no one can find it! Wait a year and a half for him to come back.
"Ding—" There was a sound of flicking a sword, and a sword lay across his neck, "Dude, where are you going?"
Zhou Ruying raised his sword against his neck, while Lu Mingshu and Ling Wuxia leaned on the side of the street boredly, and urged: "Hurry up! Go back to sleep!"
He Daoren is indeed a man who can bend and stretch. He rolled his eyes, knelt down, and screamed: "Auntie, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, so I will return the things..."
…
Taking back the relics of the master, the brothers and sisters of Xiang Zichen were so happy that they died. Lu Mingshu and the others carried the bag of spiritual stones and shut them into the room.
The three of them formed a circle and looked at the mirror in Lu Mingshu's hand.
The spirit stones lit up one by one, and then dimmed one by one, and the spiritual energy poured into the mirror.
A whole bag full, all used up, still nothing happened.
"Did we make a mistake?" Ling Wuxia asked.
"No." Lu Mingshu said decisively, "The mirror is brighter than before."
Zhou Ruying observed for a while, then nodded: "En."
"So the spirit stone is not enough?"
The three sighed at the same time. This is thousands of spirit stones, it's not enough, what else should they do? The normal earning method would take a long time to earn a thousand spirit stones, so should they be prepared to stay here for a long time
"Hush!" Ling Wuxia suddenly raised her index finger.
The three of them were stunned, each picked up and retreated, and the lights were blown out immediately.
After a while, a light sound was heard in his ear, and Lu Mingshu stood up without hesitation.
With a sound of "wow", a big hole was broken in the roof, and the figure was caught in the corner of his eyes, and a sword was thrown out, and the sword energy hit the opponent.
Ling Wuxia's reaction was not slow either. Standing by the door, she broke through the door.
Zhou Ruying happened to be by the window, so she opened the window immediately.
In the blink of an eye, the three met on the roof.
That person avoided Lu Mingshu's sword energy, but his way was blocked by two other people.
"Come on, show your face to the girl!" Zhou Ruying stood with her sword in her arms, "If you look good, the girl might let you go if she is happy."
There was a flash of anger in the other party's eyes, and the light in his hand flashed, "swish" several times, and hit them respectively.
I wanted to take advantage of their chance to escape, but unexpectedly, the three of them didn't move at all. Two swords were drawn and one was swung, just like that, the flying needle he threw was abolished.
When the man moved his wrist, the flying needle automatically flew into his hand again.
Unfortunately, he has no chance to issue again.
Practicing a roll in vain cut off his escape route, and the two swords came out at the same time, making him unable to hide.
"Three girls, be merciful!" Just at this moment, a voice came.
Under the moonlight, a young man in brocade clothes came lightly, with a handsome face, a tall figure, a refined manner, and an air of nobility.
He bowed his hands to the three of them with a smile: "I've seen three girls in Xia Su Ze."
Seeing the vigilant expressions of the three, the young man in brocade clothes, Su Ze smiled and said, "Sorry, I was the one who was abrupt. I want to see some girls, so I should send someone to invite them. It's too offensive to behave like this."
Lu Mingshu said coldly, "Is this your person?"
Su Ze smiled and nodded: "Exactly."
"What do you want to do?"
"I want to invite the three girls to talk about it."
"What's there to talk about? We don't know each other."
"It's just because I don't know each other that I want to talk about it." Su Ze smiled and put on a solemn expression, "Three girls, if others know of your existence, you won't come to invite me like me."
The expressions of the three of them changed in horror.
What does he mean by that? their existence? I mean they...
"What's wrong with us?" Zhou Ruying said coldly, "We are just normal residents of Fuyi City, what's wrong?"
"No, it's too wrong." The other party said, "As sword cultivators, how dare you go outside like this?"