Under the gloomy sky, the wind in the streets gradually grew stronger, and the noise and booing of people merged into one, making the scene seem chaotic.
"That old gentleman, do you dare to accept the challenge?!"
With raindrops hitting his body, Chen Jing stood in the middle of the ring, bowed and asked again, and the Green Forest Knights below also joined in the fun.
"Don't dare to fight, hide quickly!"
"I think he's afraid. It looks like the number one spot in the world will fall to that young man."
"Yes, in my opinion, those people above are just wearing official robes. If we really deal with them, I'm afraid they are all past glory."
"What do you mean?"
"Thank you!"
Immediately, those who understood what was going on burst into laughter. However, unknown to anyone, in the chaotic streets behind, in the evil wind, blood was oozing from Mingyue's mouth and nose. She was almost exhausted, her eyelids were drooping weakly and were about to close, and she was muttering softly.
"gentlemen… "
A weak and ethereal voice came out from the mouth. In the air at a restaurant in Yining, several streets away, Lu Liangsheng heard a faint voice lingering in his ears.
'gentlemen!'
Then... amidst the laughter from below, he slowly stood up.
"It's moving! Look, the old man up there is moving!"
"Is he so mad at us that he wants to go to the ring?"
"I'm old, so I'm not afraid of anything going wrong."
When Chen Jing on the stage saw the old man stand up, he quickly lowered his hand and cautiously grasped the hilt of the sword. The sword suddenly hummed and shook in his hand. Not only him, but all kinds of weapons in the hands of the surrounding people were shaking one by one.
"What's going on?"
"I wasn't shaking, how come the knife moved on its own?" There were also panicked voices shouting, "Mine too!"
Buzz... Buzz...
All around the ring, there was the sound of weapons buzzing in their sheaths or in people's hands. At this moment, someone shouted, "Look over there!"
On the second floor of the restaurant, Lu Liangsheng, who was standing behind the fence, raised his hand, and heard a loud "whoosh" sound from outside. More than a hundred weapons broke free from the hands of the people in the martial arts world and flew into the sky. Suddenly, all the noise and laughter quieted down at this moment.
Chen Jing looked at the empty palm of his hand, then raised his head and watched his own sword fly into the air and mix with other people's weapons.
In the dead silence, almost everyone subconsciously looked towards the restaurant, and then their faces turned pale. In their eyes, the old man who had not said a word from beginning to end stood there expressionlessly.
Seeing the old man raising his hand, everyone realized why everyone's weapons flew into the sky.
"Gu~"
The sound of people swallowing saliva was heard in the crowd. The relatively brave people among the onlookers outside could not help but tremble slightly. The more timid ones knelt down on the ground with weak knees.
"Oh, the immortal method."
"That old man... I'm afraid he is a god."
"Kneel down quickly and kowtow!"
…
A crowd of people knelt in the restaurant.
Lu Liangsheng, dressed in a green and gray robe, stood behind the fence, looking coldly at the people below. When the wind blew, the silver threads of his robe gently fluttered, and he could see the direction he was looking in more clearly.
"Old sir! Do you dare to accept the challenge?" Chen Jing's voice came from below.
Lu Liangsheng glanced at him, raised his hand and flipped it, and more than a hundred weapons covering the sky, including swords, spears, halberds, sticks and whips... suddenly changed direction, and all kinds of weapons were reflected in his eyes. In an instant, more than ten tables and chairs on the second floor made a creaking sound, and were lifted up and piled in the corner. The guards and yamen runners around them hurriedly dodged.
—Everything you see becomes a painting.
On the empty floor, green ink seemed to be flowing, quickly outlining the contours of weapons. Li Yuanba lowered his head to take a look, then looked up at the sky. They were exactly the same as the hundreds of weapons floating above, even their arrangements were the same.
After a moment, the flowing green ink stopped and dissipated, and more than a hundred weapons took shape on the second floor. Lu Liangsheng raised his sleeves and flicked them outwards, and the huge painting burst into a light blue magic light.
The next moment.
There was a sudden sound like a sword being unsheathed, and weapons flew out one after another, rushing over the heads of Yuwen Tuo, Yuwen Huaji, and Yuwen Chengdu, and flew out of the building to mix with the hundreds of weapons.
Lu Liangsheng made a finger gesture, a half-inch of light flashed, and he pointed forward.
'Sword Controlling Technique: Ten Thousand Swords Technique!'
Thousands of soldiers in the sky roared at the same time, scaring the outlaws below so much that they all hugged their heads. They lost their previous momentum and squatted on the ground. Chen Jing on the stage showed horror.
"He really is Mr. Lu!"
He hurriedly used the Six Ding and Six Jia techniques and took a defensive stance. However, the tens of thousands of weapons filling the sky ignored him. There was a loud clattering sound of swords clashing, and a metallic luster appeared in the rain curtain, forming a huge torrent that swept towards the distant streets like a long snake.
Chen Jing's face darkened, he put his hands on defense and dispersed the magic, then he lowered his body to his side, looking at the "torrent" going away with a dejected look.
His lips trembled slightly, and he murmured words that only he could hear.
"I... I... I don't even have the qualifications to be an opponent...?"
In the distant streets, the "torrent" spread over the long street. When the noisy house was heard, the woman opened the window swearing. A huge monster mixed with dense swords and weapons twisted and turned across her sight. She was so scared that she howled, "Oh my God!" and fell to the ground. By the time that unknown thing passed, there was a puddle of water on the floor under her crotch.
In less than a moment, she heard screams and shouts from the street outside, and the whole place was in chaos. From the streets farther away, there was also noise and chaos coming towards this side.
In the golden light of pursuit, Zhao Baigao, the Golden Goat Ghost, one of the twenty-eight constellations, stared at the fleeing child in front of him, raised his arm in a mocking manner, and grabbed forward with five fingers spread out.
"Little fox, run away!"
“Even if Lu Liang was born, this immortal can catch you in his hands and crush you to death in front of him!”
Bang bang bang~~
The sound of countless swords hitting each other wildly spread out. Mingyue, who was running in the front, suddenly felt a dark vision and a sense of foreboding crept up his spine.
The scene ahead came into view. It was a huge 'giant snake' composed of countless swords and weapons, turning around the street in front and twisting its way over, brushing past the heads and sides of the people running around in panic. The shaking blades and sword tips scraped up layers of mud and rock bricks, and the eaves were all cut off by the giant snake's passing, and the fallen tiles fell into it and were instantly ground into powder.
In a flash, out of the instinct of a wild beast, Mingyue subconsciously leaped forward, lay on the ground and hugged her head, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Ten thousand soldiers broke through the air and flew past the little man's back at an extremely high speed, with her clothes and hair flying wildly in the wind.
"Hand over the City God's Book of Laws..."
The Ghost Golden Sheep rushed through the curved street, and the words he was shouting suddenly stopped. The divine light he was controlling also stopped in an instant. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his eyes reflected countless weapons with magical light rolling towards him. He suddenly shouted, raised his arms, and controlled the divine light to block in front of him, resisting the oncoming tornado.
“… This… This… Ah!!”
—Ten thousand soldiers crashed into the divine light.
Boom! !
The surging and rolling "mad dragon" rushed past without any hindrance, stirring up countless smoke, dust and stone chips above the street, and then it flew away.
Soon, only a pair of sheep horns were left on the ground, still spinning rapidly.