The decisive battle between Lin Yuancheng and Song Zhixiu is indeed worthy of the word "decisive battle".

This battle between swords and swords is not only the highest level of the Young Heroes Association, but also the most exciting competition. Lin Song and the other two are enough to represent the highest martial arts peak of young people in the martial arts world.

Lin Yuancheng is a wizard and is destined to become a wizard who is a peerless master.

His background is much lower than that of Song Zhixiu; although the seven-star sword technique he learned since childhood is also a first-class sword technique, the internal skills he brought with him are very ordinary and are not considered a high-quality internal skills.

Later, Lin Yuancheng joined the Xingyi Sect in Cangzhou. Although he learned a lot of martial arts during this period, he was basically all second-rate kung fu.

However, these did not hinder his growth.

It's true that...

Those with dull qualifications will learn to walk in Handan and copy them hard.

Those who are smart will lose their roots and follow the end and add to their own strengths.

Those with extraordinary talent should apply what they have learned and learn from others.

No one in a thousand will be enlightened by one hearing and enlightenment.

A true genius like Lin Yuancheng never lingers in moves, but is limited to understanding: the same basic long fist, which is both clumsy and dull when others use, and he can make a fortune when he plays it; the same martial arts, others can learn more than ten, and he can understand more than ten, obtain a more clever understanding and even make appropriate changes.

Throughout history, most of the top masters have created one or two sets of excellent martial arts, or can elevate some magical skills passed down by their predecessors to a higher level that their predecessors have never reached.

This phenomenon is by no means accidental, but to put it bluntly, it is talent.

Take the well-known figures in Mr. Jin's works as an example: Although talents like Guo Jing and Shi Potian can also become top experts due to various adventures, they themselves cannot create any excellent skills; but people like Xiao Feng, Zhou Botong, Yang Guo, and Huang Yaoshi can streamline the twenty-eight palms of the dragon, create the left and right fight each other, the soul-absorbing palm, the finger-blinking magic power, etc.

林元诚,就属于那种学一堆杂七杂八的武功,照样可以不断从中有所领悟,有所提升的人.

As for Song Zhixiu, she has excellent qualifications, but compared to Lin, she is not considered a "wizard".

Fortunately, she is of a high origin.

Liaodong Shendao Villa is the leader of the martial arts sect in the world.

The current owner of the manor, Song Wudi, is the father of Song Zhixiu. He is nicknamed "Song Wudi". His exquisite sword skills are already a rare rival in the world.

Moreover, Master Song is just 42 years old this year, and is at the peak of a master. He is also one of the few top masters who are still active in the world.

As his only daughter, Song Zhixiu has been taught extremely high internal skills and sword skills since she was a child. After practicing for more than ten years, and her talent is not low, it is also worth it to be better than her peers.

Unfortunately, she met Lin Yuancheng today.

Song Zhixiu still has many shortcomings compared to Lin Yuancheng: she has not traveled much, lacks practical experience, and has not killed anyone with her own hands, so she doesn't know what it means to fight for life and death.

Her sword has not yet involved real "martial arts", so how can she "competition" with Lin Yuancheng?

Therefore, even though the two fought dozens of moves in the decisive battle of the martial arts test, Lin Yuancheng never felt that he would lose for a moment.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could end the battle faster, but... he wanted to see more sword techniques at the Divine Sword Villa, so he delayed for a while.

In the end, Lin Yuancheng won the victory and knocked away the single sword in the opponent's hand.

Song Zhixiu lost not badly, at least she didn't notice anything unusual; even among those masters watching the game, only Silver Door Bai Ruhong vaguely saw signs of Lin Yuancheng's retention of strength, and no one else noticed it.

In this way, the civil and military competition of this Youth Heroes Association came to an end.

When they finished the meal, it was almost time for dinner. That night, the Zhengyi Gate was still hosted and invited all the guests to have a dinner together. Of course, this is not mandatory. If someone feels tired or doesn't want to come, he can not come and go back to the inn to rest by himself.

However, tomorrow, on the night of August 16th, there will be a "Heroes Banquet" meal, which everyone will attend.

In nature, this hero banquet is actually similar to the "closing ceremony" of the conference. The leader of Sect Shen announced the final ranking of the conference at the banquet, and publicly and impartially distributed the prize to the young heroes who won the top three, and then had a drink with the heroes present to discuss the heroes.

After this hero banquet, this Young Heroes Association will be considered formal and ended successfully. By August 17, those who came to participate will leave Luoyang one after another, and the night market in Luoyang City should be almost closed slowly.

Of course...the above are just the common sense process.

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If you have books, it will be long, and if you don’t have books, it will be short. There is nothing else to do on the Mid-Autumn Festival. In a blink of an eye, it will be the afternoon of the next day.

At about three o'clock, on a small road outside Luoyang City.

Bai Ruhong, walking alone here.

Although this Taoist master is a little bit of silver, he rarely rides on a carriage. He likes to walk, and can practice foot strength, and can slowly appreciate the scenery on the journey. After all, he is wandering around aimlessly, and he is also joining in the fun with the heroic and righteousness.

The reason why he appeared here at this moment was because he didn't want to go to the hero banquet tonight.

It wasn't that he deliberately didn't give Shen Youran face, but he really didn't like that kind of occasion; with his upright and straightforward personality, he would only offend people in various ways if he went there.

Therefore, after noon that day, Bai Ruhong checked from the inn, carried a sword on his back, took the bag with him, and quietly left Luoyang City alone.

After a long journey, Bai Ruhong seemed to have discovered something, but he didn't say anything and didn't look back.

He just turned from the main road to the small road in silence.

It was not until he walked a long distance on the path that he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to the empty dialect in front of him: "I have followed me for so long, so why don't I come out to say hello?"

After a while, a man slowly walked out of the forest by the roadside.

He was a middle-aged man, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and looked very ordinary; he looked like a workmanship, and there was nothing special about it.

For people like this, no one will look at him on the street on weekdays.

And when he restrained his inner breath, even those who practice martial arts could not realize that he was carrying kung fu.

However, Silver Road is not an ordinary martial arts practitioner. He is a top-notch master, second only to the top. If he is followed, his life will be gone long ago.

"I have met Master Bai in the lower You Jing." You Jing's words were very polite, but there was no respect in his eyes.

"Do I know you?" Bai Ruhong asked without being polite to the other party.

"I don't know." You Jing said, "but you should know my master."

"Who is your master?" Bai Ruhong said.

You Jing answered the question irrelevantly: "You will know if you follow me to see him."

"Hmph..." Bai Ruhong sneered, "What if I don't want to go?"

You Jing replied expressionlessly: "That's the only way to offend..."

"Oh?" Bai Ruhong raised his eyebrows, "It's up to you?"

“凭我的武功,自是奈何不了白道长的.”游靖这是实话实说.

"Then you..." Bai Ruhong was about to ask, but when he said this, he immediately realized something, and he said it was wrong... The focus of the other party's words was not "me", but "martial arts".

In other words, the other party has a way to control him without using "martial arts".

But when Bai Ruhong thought of this, it was too late, but he saw... You Jing's palm had some time holding a cage-shaped metal object slightly smaller than an egg.

Ring ling ling ling ling …

At this moment, You Jing just shook the thing gently, and Bai Ruhong suddenly felt extremely itchy all over his body, and it was extremely cold and hot. He suddenly felt suffocating in the previous breath, and then he felt his lungs full and about to split.

As a master of war formations for a long time, Bai Ruhong's first reaction when encountering such an accident was to use his power to protect his internal organs, but as soon as he urged the qi in his dantian... an indescribable severe pain burst out from his qi mansion, rushed towards his whole body, and rushed straight to his head.
Chapter completed!