I saw the victor wore white clothes and was completely independent. At this moment, he nodded slightly at his opponent, looked at the edge of the dojo, and said, "Come again."
Among the dozen or so monks, another one stood up, flew past with a sound, and replaced the previous loser against the white-clothed man.
As usual, the sword light flickered, but just a few breathing efforts, but also defeated.
Repeatedly, the white-clothed youth had one sword and one man, and he was actually winning streak in a row.
After all of them were compared, the white-clothed man took his sword, turned back and walked back, sitting among the crowd as well.
In that dojo, two other cultivators competed against each other, but it seemed that the swordsmanship of the two was between the first and the other, compared to the previous battle, it was a lot more exciting.
The rest of the cultivators were spectators of the battle, and others sought out people in white to speak: "Friend Yun, I was defeated by you with a single sword, but I am a little unclear. Can you give me some pointers?"
The man in white said, "The sword points the head of the crane."
The man heard, thoughtfully: "Is the head of the crane a weakness."
The white-clothed man nodded slightly: "When using the sword, there is a delay in turning the wrist."
The man suddenly said: "So that's it."
Others could hear it, but they laughed and said, "I didn't notice it, so next time I will discuss it with Fellow Daoist, I might give it a try."
Then the person surnamed He also smiled: "As he knows today, he must correct it early, and there is no omission next time!"
When the crowd said this, they all laughed together.
Afterwards, the people either went to discuss separately, or asked the white-clothed people about their own failures, and they wanted to talk about their own ways.
When it was going well, someone strode outside the hall suddenly, and the strong aspiration only appeared from a distance. It had already disturbed everyone, and they all looked back.
That was a handsome young man with a length of nine feet, a sturdy back and a magnificent figure.
He carried an epee, almost as tall as a man, and he was so energetic when he walked, he was really a very chic and heroic man.
Seeing this person, the monk smiled and said: "Friend Ji Wen is here!"
The young man also clasped his fists: "Ji Wenjing has seen fellow Taoists." He looked at the white man again and said, "Brother Yun."
The person in white also nodded slightly: "Brother Ji Wen."
Ji Wenjing is the son of the original family of the swordsman family initiated by this conference on swords. His sword training is extremely terrifying. Although his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, he has realized the sword spirit at the age of more than 400 years. The skill of kendo is highly valued by the family-in the kendo clan, although the realm of itself is important, the cultivation of kendo is the top priority.
In this discussion on the Sword Conference, he served as an outstanding sword repairer of the younger generation, communicating with the elite sword repairers who attended the meeting.
As for the eighteen kendo halls in Luchuan City, he will manage and deal with them.
With such a savvy sword repair, Ji Wenjing has an arrogance, that is, he has no contempt for other sword repairs, but there is also a kind of extreme self-confidence when speaking and doing things, which makes it difficult to get close to. He himself is more pious to kendo, and his sword heart is indestructible.
But... after he sat down cross-legged, he looked at the man in white.
Those who can be greeted with such enthusiasm like this are extraordinary.
It was a coincidence that before the Sword Conference was about to be held, Ji Wenjing had to arrange many halls to entertain sword repairers who had understood the meaning of swords. As he hurried up the street, he saw a young man in white walking by. For some reason, he noticed that the young man's determination was soaring into the sky, which was unforgettable.
It's just that he is busy with his business, so he never gets close.
After the Swordsman Conference started, Ji Wenjing was the host and never actively participated. When he was busy with the sword repair and family affairs, he heard that there was a sword repairer who had continued to challenge for 18 rounds, and he suddenly became curious.
It is important to know that this Lun Family Conference is different from ordinary competitions in that it confines the cultivation base, and learns from each other based on the cultivation base of the sword. It is fairest to find out Jian Xiu's own understanding and comprehension of kendo in this way.
Eighteen rounds in a row... That can only be achieved by challenging hundreds of consecutive victories.
How can such a person not go to see him in person
Afterwards, Ji Wenjing went to meet him, and he recognized that it was the Jian Xiu he had been paying attention to.
In this battle, the two were on the same level, and Ji Wenjing just realized that this person is not only similar in realm to him, but also similar to him in swordsmanship, but his age is more than a hundred less than him, and his heart suddenly feels like making friends.
Afterwards, Ji Wenjing invited people into the family hall to stay, and asked them to be cautious in hospitality. After discussing the sword with him for many days, they finally became familiar friends.
It was also at that time, he knew that this person was named Yun Li, but he was a disciple from the Wuling Mountain area in the Zhoutian Sect of the First Grade Immortal Sect.
After sitting down, Ji Wenjing smiled and said, "I am too late again today, please forgive me."
All Jianxiu also smiled: "Friend Ji Wen is busy with his affairs, I know everything about it, and there is no need to be so polite."
Ji Wenjing was also a courtesy, and after the greeting, he said: "You guys are talking about swords today, I don't know what the result will be?"
Those who can stay in the guild hall are all capable swordsmen, or swordsmanship, or kendo cultivation, or sword intent. There are always merits, and he can't be left in the cold, and he needs to care.
One of the sword repairmen shook his head and laughed: "I still lost to Fellow Daoist Yun. It is not easy to hold on for a while."
Others also sighed: "The ability of the Yun Daoist friend is very awe-inspiring."
Someone else said: "I'm waiting here to discuss the sword, just to wait for Daoist Ji Wen to come, and to compete with Daoist Yun, and let me feast my eyes."
Ji Wenjing raised his eyebrows: "I have learned something recently, and I'm about to have Brother Yun for a while!"
After all, he glanced at Yun Li.
Yun Yu nodded slightly, and shook his figure before reappearing in the dojo.
Ji Wenjing turns into a black shadow, his body is like electricity, like a shadow that follows him.
Neither of them use true essence, nor have they ever used sword souls, just because his two sword souls have already competed against each other, there will be no advancement in a short day, but it is swordsmanship and comprehension. I have seen countless swordsmanships for many days. , And often compete with others, but each has its own gains.
Now, the two of them turned into two breeze, which was hard to see with the naked eye.
This competition is much more beautiful and ugly than the previous ones.
It looks good that there are many kendo mysteries overflowing in it, which is amazing, but the ugly is that the movements are too fast, and many swords are too late for people to see. There have been seven or eighty kinds of swords.
After fighting like this for more than half an hour, the two recruited together and stood on both sides of the dojo.
When the sword repairmen outside the dojo saw it, they realized that the two had exchanged positions, but their heels and postures were the same as before.
Ever since, couldn't help but applaud everyone.
After that, many sword repairmen came to discuss the sword again. In addition to expressing their own opinions, they mostly pointed out the two of Yun Li and Ji Wenjing.
Everyone will get something for everyone.
Ji Wenjing is good at talking, but he is very reluctant to speak, but most of these swordsmanship are straightforward, and they get along very well.
While we were talking, suddenly, a blue light came from the sky outside the hall.
Everyone noticed that they all took a look.
Was someone calling
The cyan light kept falling, and then it hit the cloud.
Yun Li raised his hand and grabbed it, and a small cyan sword appeared in his palm.
He probed his divine consciousness, his expression moved slightly.
The next moment, he actually stood up.
When Ji Wenjing and others saw this, they were all a little surprised:
"Brother Yun?"
"Friend Yun Dao?"
Yun Li only said: "Someone is looking for me, I will come to welcome me."
After that, he moved without much movement, and the whole person had appeared a few meters away.
As soon as Xu Ziqing entered Luchuan City, he felt that the city's lord's sword aura was soaring, and there were many kendo artistic concepts permeated, as if every step he took, he could feel a faint sharp aura.
Most of the men in the city have a sense of rigidity, and the women are often brave and brave.
However, it was precisely because of the strong aura of various swordsmanship in the city that Xu Ziqing couldn't detect the whereabouts of the brother for a while.
After thinking for a while, Xu Ziqing walked to a restaurant as usual, only sat down on the first floor to drink tea, and listened to the words around him.
Unlike Fengqu City, that place was farther away, so after a period of time after the Sword Conference was held, there was much less discussion. However, there are many sword repairs in Luchuan City, and the Sword Conference has not yet ended, so there are still Many people are discussing.
Not long after, Xu Ziqing didn't need to inquire about it. He already knew a lot of news.
The city lord always has more than ten kendo halls, all of which were set up by Ji Wen’s family for sword repair.
Everyone with a sense of swordsmanship is drawn to these many guild halls to entertain them, and because there are these sword practitioners living together in the same guild hall, they can often come into contact with each other and communicate with each other. And because anyone who understands the meaning of swordsmanship must not be weak in kendo cultivation, it will be beneficial for each to learn from various parties.
Some people even mentioned that in the Sword Conference, whoever fights the sword, the loser retreats, and the winner takes turns. Each round is followed by two, three, and four players. Someone has won a total of more than ten rounds. Many swordsmanship is like a hundred flowers blooming, which is dizzying.
There are also people who talk about the conference not based on the realm to judge the level, but only use the swordsmanship to determine the victory or defeat.
In short, all kinds of talk are mostly praised, and there are few detractors.
After hearing this, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but smile.
This is really a good place for seniors, and I must be enjoying it at this time.
After sitting for a while, Xu Ziqing left a piece of spiritual stone, got up and walked out.
After thinking about it for a while, he didn't want to look for every kendo hall, but decided to inform his senior.
If you want to come in the same city, you will be able to find the brother immediately after the transmission, and it should be possible that no one will block the way and intercept it.
After making this decision, Xu Ziqing took out the transmission jade sword from the storage ring and injected the breath of the senior brother. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Brother, I have left the customs and I am in Luchuan City..." He paused. Looking around, he continued, "... in front of the South Street Xianju Restaurant."
After speaking, without knowing what to say, he beat the jade sword out.
… What happens later, the brother will naturally tell him.
The jade sword flew out through the air, and Xu Ziqing walked to under a green tree next to the restaurant.
He caressed the tree trunk with a calm look and a calm mood.
Not long after, he suddenly noticed and looked back.
Sure enough, just a short distance away, a figure in white walked forward, not hurriedly or slowly.
When the trip came, it seemed to bring frost and cold, and all the noise was silent.
However, Xu Ziqing's heart jumped suddenly.