Lin Shu was thinking.
What about Ling Fengxiao
Does Ling Fengxiao want to take care of herself
He couldn't think.
Even though he has lived for nearly twenty years, he has almost zero experience in dealing with others, let alone speculating on the thoughts of people like Ling Fengxiao.
So, he thought in a different direction.
Ling Fengxiao wants to take care of me, what should I do
Ling Fengxiao doesn't want to take care of me, what should I do
-not so good.
If Ling Fengxiao really wanted to raise "that what", he didn't seem to have an effective way to refuse.
If Ling Fengxiao didn't want to, he wouldn't take the initiative to approach the rich woman.
To sum up, he doesn't really have to do anything, he can't do anything.
Life is still very peaceful, there is nothing to worry about.
Lin Shu felt much more relaxed.
He held the jade talisman that connected to Shangling's dream, thinking about the fascinating descriptions of Huandang Mountain in the classics, and his heart was a little complicated.
After half an hour of complexity, I thought about the sword I wanted and the cultivation base I wanted, and finally my heart sank and I entered the dream.
On the bright side, a man or a woman, just a skin, is not very important, not to mention, in this way, no one will connect him in the martial arts field with Lin Shu in reality.
He entered the path, the scene before him changed, and he came to the pier again.
It's still a white light gauze coat, and the whole person is very floating.
The last time he didn't study it carefully because of an accident, this time he stood in front of the Zhenwu Ranking and read it carefully.
On the list are the names of countless people. When attention is focused on a certain person, the entire boulder will grab the viewer's will, change, and reveal the detailed information of that person.
Lin Shu's eyes swept across the list, and he chose someone's name at random to focus his attention.
The rest of the writing on the stone wall gradually disappeared, and another few lines appeared.
Autumn dust.
Two-footed sword, good at quick attack.
One hundred and seventy-four wins, one hundred and one losses, sixteen draws, and the 2457th place.
The handwriting is bright gold, which means that the person is currently in the martial arts field. If the handwriting is dim, it means that the person is not in the martial arts field now. In this case, if you ask him for a battle, relevant information will appear on the person. On the jade talisman held.
At this time, the handwriting about this Qiu Yuchen was bright gold.
In the Academy, the disciples can stay for a maximum of ten years. The number of students is about 1,000 each year, of which about half of the people in the Xiandao Academy. That is to say, there are 4,000 or 5,000 people in the entire Xiandao Academy. The level of this fellow Qiu Yuchen in the middle.
Lin Shu exited the Taoist friend's information interface and pressed his finger on his name.
The place where the finger touched the stone wall was slightly hot, and the situation on the stone wall changed again, turning into a blank space.
Lin Shu's fingers paused, and then wrote two words on it.
Folded bamboo.
- Ready-made names, no more brainstorming.
A layer of ripples swayed on the stone wall and returned to normal.
A line of red letters appeared on the stone wall opposite: "Zhe Bamboo, please fight Qiu Yuchen."
- The rest of the writing is golden, but the information related to oneself will be marked in scarlet, and the other party's spiritual sense will also be affected.
Lin Shu tried to know if he could get the admission qualification of Huandang Mountain.
This qualification is undoubtedly very precious. Among the 5,000 people, only the top 30 can obtain it. He was considered a successful person in his previous life, but after all, he does not know what level he is in this world.
Therefore, he decided to choose a person in the middle to challenge.
If you win and you are ranked 2,400, you will choose 1,200 people to challenge, and if you win again, go to the 600th.
According to modern science, this method can determine within the shortest time in which range one's own strength is.
Although I hate modern physics, I still use scientific knowledge now.
Lin Shu looked at the stone wall.
After a while, several words appeared on it: "Qiu Yuchen challenges Zhezhu."
After a while, another message appeared: "Qiu Yuchen is waiting in the Dizi Eleven arena, waiting for Taoist Zhezhu to teach me."
The rules of the martial arts field, the challenger initiates the challenge, and the challenger chooses the venue. If there are less than 1,000 people, if you win, the ranking will be ranked before the challenged, and if you lose, it will remain unchanged.
The ranking rules within 1,000 are a bit complicated—for example, if a person wants to rank 100, he must beat the original 100, 101, and 102. In this way, It is possible to rule out most of the accidental factors and confirm that the strength of this person can be ranked in the 100th.
Lin Shuyao glanced at the high and low arenas on the water, confirmed the approximate location of the eleventh word according to the distribution law, and performed light work to tread the water.
On the arena with the word "11", a young blue-clothed swordsman stood beside him with a two-foot sword on his waist.
From the choice of weapons, we can roughly see the martial arts style of this man. The two-footed sword was slightly shorter than the three-footed sword used by Lin Shu. It was not a common weapon, and was generally only used for close combat.
Seeing him coming, Qiu Yuchen bowed: "Fellow Daoist."
Lin Shu gave him a nod according to his appearance: "Fellow Daoist."
Qiu Yuchen said, "This is the first time your fellow Daoist is here?"
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
He can see Qiu Yuchen's record, and Qiu Yuchen can naturally see his.
"It turned out to be Junior Sister." Qiu Yuchen said.
Lin Shu: "...Hello, Senior Brother."
When the jar is broken, the junior sister will be the junior sister. When Mr. Meng comes back, the skin will come off, and no one except Mr. Meng will know that he is Zhezhu.
"Junior sister, please enlighten me!" Qiu Yuchen drew his sword and defended.
Lin Shu said, "Senior brother, come first."
"Junior sister wants me?" Qiu Yuchen smiled, but then returned to his serious expression, "Junior sister, be careful."
He suddenly drew his sword and stood up, his swordsmanship was fast, fast and complicated.
Nice sword!
It was as fast as lightning, just like a sudden gust of wind on the ground, as prosperous as spring flowers, just like the drizzle scattered by the gust of wind, it was obviously just a two-foot sword, but the sky seemed to be full of phantoms of this sword.
Among the dense sword shadows, hides the deadliest and most merciless one.
Lin Shu drew his sword out of its sheath.
"Clang" sounded, and his sword was colliding with Qiu Yuchen's real sword, which was concealed by the phantom, and the sword hummed for a long time.
Qiu Yuchen said: "Good sword!" He avoided Lin Shu's sword move by mistake, and used the sword again. In just a few breaths, the two had already removed dozens of moves.
His sword, quick.
Lin Shu's sword is slow and slow, neither slow nor slow.
Qiu Yuchen's swords are extremely versatile, but Lin Shu's swords do not have such powerful sword moves, they are just simple slashes, picks, and stabs.
He wants to find the most effective one of these sword moves, and then block it. The slower is the process, and the faster is the movement of the sword.
—Without that body holding you back, it is indeed a lot more comfortable.
Qiu Yuchen's sword is good, but has a fatal flaw.
So fast, such a variety of sword moves, the consumption is also huge, not obvious within a hundred moves, and gradually showing a decline after a thousand moves.
After a flaw, Lin Shu finally turned from defense to attack, and only a flat handed sword cut off Qiu Yuchen's retreat and pointed directly to his heart.
Qiu Yuchen retracted his sword and stepped back: "Junior sister's martial arts are far superior, and Qiu is worshipped."
Lin Shu retracted his sword and scabbard: "Thank you."
His breathing was quicker, and his physical and mental strength was also consumed.
But overall, it's still easy to do.
He can also feel that his realm is actually much higher than that of Qiu Yuchen. What he lacks is the experience of fighting the enemy, and he has not used the slightest cultivation base. He simply uses a little spiritual power to fight the enemy with sword moves. can end quickly.
In the last life, except for the sword of Master, I have never fought with anyone. It can be said that it is behind closed doors.
He decided to spend an hour in the martial arts field every day from now on.
The fight was over, and he was about to find another opponent when he heard a commotion at the dock.
The eyesight of the cultivators is very far and wide, so even though they are far apart, they can still clearly see the text on the stone wall.
The latest news is: "Cang Min invites Xiao Shao."
Qiu Yuchen said: "Cangmin is challenging Xiao Shao again."
Lin Shu had seen the names of these two people on the Zhenwu Ranking, Cang Min was the second and Xiao Shao was the first.
He had no interest in others at first, but now he is very interested in martial arts, so he asked, "How do you say?"
Qiu Yuchen said: "It's your first time here, so naturally you don't know that Cang Min is a famous martial artist from the Immortal Dao Academy."
He paused and said again: "But Xiao Shao..."
He paused again, as if he was organizing the language. After organizing for a long time, he finally said: "It's a long story, Xiao Shao has never asked anyone to fight, only others have challenged him, but no one can win. This person appeared short-lived. In just one month, the people who were invited to fight were sent to the first place, and they have never fallen down since then."
Having said that, Qiu Yuchen took a deep breath and said, "Until today, Xiao Shao's record is zero, and the rest have long since dared not fight. Only Cang Min will ask him for advice every few days. Junior Sister Zhezhu, I Are you going to watch their fight?"
Lin Shu: "Okay."
Shibi continued to read the news: "Xiao Shao will fight Cang Min."
It's easy to find a place for the two to discuss, because everyone is moving in that direction.
The Tianzi No. 1 arena is very large, more than enough to accommodate hundreds of spectators.
"This is Cangmin." Qiu Yuchen said.
There was only a tall man in gray clothes on the stage, holding a heavy sword, his face was bright and handsome, and his eyes were burning.
After half a moment, a person fell in the air, standing opposite Cang Min.
It can be speculated that this person must be Xiao Shao.
This person was wearing a gorgeous black robe, with a high and cold temperament, a slender figure, and holding a snow jade long flute in his right hand, the flute was very beautiful, and his hands were also beautiful.
Cang Min said, "Fellow Daoist."
Xiao Shao nodded slightly.
This person, most of the people in the martial arts field have changed their appearance, and others can't recognize it. He even wears a silver mask, which covers his entire face tightly. It is superfluous to the extent that he can dress as tightly as Da Xiaxia. Strictly comparable to Ling Fengxiao.
Well, Ling Fengxiao.
It was probably because Ling Fengxiao left a deep impression on him. Later, he heard a lot of praise for Ling Fengxiao's martial arts cultivation from his brothers and sisters from the Yue family and even Mr. Meng. is top of the list. Even when I saw the name Xiao Shao for the first time, I wondered if it might be Ling Fengxiao's pseudonym. After all, there is a word that overlaps.
However, Xiao Shao is a man, and his weapon is not a knife, so he obviously has nothing to do with Ling Fengxiao.
Lin Shu was actually a little lost.
Even looking at Xiao Shao was not pleasing to the eye.
Weapons are flashy and do not tell the truth, do not show their true colors, hide their heads and show their tails, and cover up, it must not be a good thing.
The author has something to say: Xiao Shao: Okay.