Way of the Devil

Chapter 785: Brawl one

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Lu Sheng's martial arts realm at the master level, the basic swordsmanship skills are far beyond. He directly found the high-grade swordsmanship he had just learned, the Skylark Flower Lingjian.

In the entire Yeshan Sword School, this sword technique belongs to the upper-middle level of the top-grade sword technique. It is mainly known for its fastness, accuracy, magic, and three points.

Once practiced to a great success, the shot can make the opponent miscalculate the position of the sword shadow, thus missing the opportunity, the jade plate makes a mistake, and the fight is defeated.

The whole set of sword techniques, the main points, are all in one word.

Shaking makes people dizzy and nauseated, which is the core principle of this set of swordsmanship.

"What a messy sword technique!" Lu Sheng was speechless when he saw this sword technique, it was actually based on shaking, how much shaking can kill people

"Are you in a daze?" He Xiangruan asked with interest.

Lu Sheng ignored her, and began to try on his own. If he modified a part of the Skylark Flower Lingjian, would it have a better effect.

But he changed his mind, if he modified it, his current level of experience was far from being able to modify martial arts. The energy level of this world is very high, so you have to hide yourself for the time being, and wait until you find out the situation before making other plans.

"Let's just continue to practice according to the Skylark Flower Lingjian." Lu Sheng was sure, anyway, he still had a million or so spiritual power, which was enough.

"Dark blue."

A light blue interface emerged.

"Elevate the Skylark Flower Feather Sword to a higher level."

Lu Sheng conveyed this idea in his consciousness, and the frame of the Skylark Feather Sword in Deep Blue suddenly became blurred.

The frame was blurred for a short time, but became clear again in a few seconds. The new swordplay content has also really improved.

'Skylark Flower Lingjian: The second layer travels with the moon. (Trait: Strength is enhanced by two levels, speed is enhanced by two levels, and precision is enhanced by one level. Use special effects: light body.)'

Lu Sheng slightly raised his arm to feel it. Obviously, at the moment when the frame was clear just now, his whole body relaxed quickly.

For a person like Lu Sheng who has strong control over himself, this change is as clear as a searchlight in the dark.

"The improvement is obvious, but it takes time for the body to adapt, and we can't improve our quality too quickly for the time being. Let's improve a level first today. Don't go too fast and lose your foundation."

While Lu Sheng was pretending to doze off, Xiao Bi was over quickly. Ning Mei lost a move and came in second, followed by a handsome man in red. The fourth is a simple and honest black-skinned brother.

Lu Sheng was so bored, he planned to go back to his residence immediately after the meeting to test how much he had actually improved in actual combat.

Unexpectedly, He Fangruan has been following behind him, watching his every move with interest.

"Why are you following me?" Lu Sheng asked helplessly.

"Is this how you walk back every day?" He Xiangruan looked very curious.

"Yes. Do you still have to crawl back?" Lu Sheng asked back. He had already started planning to use psychological guidance to let the girl go back to rest obediently.

"If I don't have a carriage to pick me up, I won't go back. Walking is so tiring, why don't you take a carriage?" He Zhiruan asked.

For this kind of problem, Lu Sheng was completely lazy to answer. He keenly felt that although He Fangruan seemed to be running around alone, he could vaguely detect at least two masters staring at him in the dark around him.

From this point alone, he knew that the person in front of him was soft, obviously not an ordinary character.

But what does that have to do with him, the purpose of his coming here is to complete the cause and effect, and to find the whereabouts of the evil eye.

In addition, before that, you have to practice martial arts well.

For the next few days, He Fangruan followed him all the way and asked random questions.

Under someone's surveillance, Lu Sheng had no choice but to follow Chen Ziluo's original habits, go to a fixed place to drink tea and listen to music, and go to a fixed wasteland to practice sword gestures.

Heheruan was still very interested in the first few days, but after watching a lot, and repeating those few things every day, it began to feel boring and completely boring, so I went back by myself.

Lu Sheng practiced his sword step by step, ate, drank tea and listened to music every day, as if he lived an ordinary life like Chen Ziluo before.

It's just that no one knows that his physical fitness is rapidly being strengthened under the deduction of Deep Blue.

Under the circumstances that the earth's energy could not nourish the body, Jishenli became the fastest way for Lu Sheng to improve himself by improving the level of swordsmanship.

Less than five days after Xiaobi, he raised the Skylark Flower Feather Sword again, making it reach the third level.

At the same time, he also officially started to investigate the Evil Eye.

The Evil Eye has a unique appearance, a silver eye charm jewelry.

Lu Sheng first went to visit the official house with the largest collection of books in the city where he was located, and then obtained permission to inquire about the collection of books with the help of his senior sister Ning Mei's identity.

Then quickly flip through a large number of historical books, legends and myths. Look for something that might be similar.

But sadly, nothing at all, nothing to be found at all.

Then Lu Sheng quietly went to the local government and found the record office, which is the archives bureau that records local chronicles.

After a lot of hard work, I still found nothing.

"How is it? What are you looking for? Do you want me to ask my father for help?" He Zhiruan came back after a few days, seemed to be in high spirits, and seemed to have regained his original vigor.

In the courtyard where he lived, Lu Sheng was holding a long sword, slowly practicing the basic sword technique of the sect, Qingluo swordsmanship.

If you just look at the external moves of this swordsmanship, it's the same, and it's not too different from other basic swordsmanship.

You must have the core mentality in order to barely understand the mystery. It can also be regarded as the enlightenment swordsmanship of the Yeshan Sword Sect.

When Lu Sheng practiced the sword, He Ziruan just watched from the sidelines, and she didn't avoid suspicion, but considering her own family background, considering her relationship with the Yeshan Sword Sect, there was really no need to avoid suspicion.

The weather has been fine these few days, and He Xiangruan changed into a bright yellow one-piece dress, with a light white wide belt tied around her waist, and her long hair tied with a white ribbon.

At this time, I was idle and bored, and I was standing aside with a bunch of amethyst grapes in my hand. From time to time, my fair little hands picked one and stuffed it into my mouth, without even spitting out the grape seeds, I just chewed it up and swallowed it.

In the courtyard, the sound of sword blades breaking through the air rose and fell from time to time.

"Still practicing this Laoshizi swordsmanship? Let me tell you, your talent is not very good. If you continue to practice so stupidly, your achievements will be limited in the future. Could it be that you will be like an ordinary martial brother for the rest of your life?"

Lu Sheng finished his set of sword moves quickly, and glanced at her.

"What's wrong? When I get older, I can manage some chores in the property under the name of the sect. Although I don't have much talent to break into the rivers and lakes and become famous, but I have a good life and a good reputation. I'm sure I can live a good life."

"Ah? I said you, you just didn't pursue it like this? A man, can you have a little dream?" He Zhiruan suddenly cried out speechlessly.

"My dream is to live a life." Lu Sheng replied seriously, and started the Qingluo swordsmanship again.

Practicing the Qingluo sword technique thirty times a day is his most basic practice.

This kind of practice can allow his body to adapt to the ever-increasing level of swordsmanship as quickly as possible, and his physical fitness will continue to become stronger with the improvement of swordsmanship.

To be honest, during this period of time, Lu Sheng carefully analyzed the martial arts of this Yeshan Sword Sect. Among them, some of the swordsmanship known as the best, that is, the dangerous route, will not work once people have seen it several times.

Among all the swordsmanship, the most valuable one is the skylark feather sword that Chen Ziluo just learned.

Among all swordsmanship, this set of swordsmanship has the highest artistic conception. So he has been improving the entire martial arts system with the Skylark Flower Lingjian as the core.

It has been ten days since Xiaobi, and Lu Sheng's Skylark Flower Lingjian has also been upgraded to the fourth floor. Both strength and speed have been enhanced by four levels.

With the burst of speed and strength, Lu Sheng was confident that he could face Ning Mei head-on.

You must know that Ning Mei is the representative of the first batch of chief disciples in the sect. He has gone out in the Jianghu and has a reputation in all sects. He is a veritable little master.

This is already considered to be a powerful character who has initially broken away from the generation of young people he belongs to, and can be compared with the masters of the older generation.

Ordinary demon killers and evil masters may not be able to please under Ning Mei's hands.

"How boring is it to practice swords like this every day? How about going out to relax and drink flower wine?" He Xiang suggested leaning on the pillar lazily.

"No time." Lu Sheng said concisely.

"Then how about going to the garden of the poetry fair that just started yesterday? I heard that there are many talented scholars and beauties gathered there, maybe you can find a few good-looking ones..." He Xihe licked his lips with some hunger.

"I won't go." Lu Sheng continued to practice swordplay without taking his eyes off it.

"Don't, no women will like you like this..." He Zi said helplessly.

"Isn't there still you?" Lu Sheng rarely joked.

"I don't mind, but I'm afraid you won't live to that time." He Xiangruan raised his eyebrows and said speechlessly.

"Okay, I heard that there is a new group of jugglers on West Street, how about going to see it? Don't just practice swords all day long, are you bored? Is there any fun in such a life?"

"You don't understand." Lu Sheng replied lightly.

"do not understand anything?"

"My fun now you haven't seen."

Lu Sheng was about to explain a few words of chicken soup casually, when suddenly a disciple of the Yeshan Sword Sect rushed in from the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Chen! It's not good! It's... It's a fight, it's a fight!" This disciple was still young, and the blue color on his lips hadn't grown yet. He was out of breath from running, and his chest heaved rapidly.

"Let's be clear, what's the fight?" Lu Sheng asked in a low voice with his sword drawn.

Now Senior Sister Ning has returned to her hometown, the competition is over, and the elders of the Sword Sect all return to the mountain gate, leaving only the people who take care of the business here.

He stayed until now because he wanted to inquire about the library materials.

This also led to troubles now. The only disciple with the highest status that Yeshan Sword Sect could find here was Lu Sheng.

As a formal disciple, but also a core disciple of one of the four veins. Chen Ziluo, who is now Lu Sheng, in the eyes of the elders and brothers and sisters of the school, he is considered an ordinary, mediocre person.

But in the outside world, as an official disciple of the famous Yeshan Sword Sect, the name of this decent sect is quite famous, and it has enough weight.

Taking out such a name is enough to deter some trivial troubles and small things in daily life. Some ghosts, snakes, gods, bandits, bullies and the like, if one accidentally gets on the head of a formal disciple, then they can only wait for these famous and decent masters to act chivalrously.

So at this time, after hearing this junior brother say that something happened, there are still people who dare to clash with the disciples of the Yeshan Sword Sect in this territory of the Yeshan Sword Sect.

This is very strange.