Lin Luo saw that Zhao Zheng's hands were trembling slightly and he had to grit his teeth to keep himself from making a fool of himself. He couldn't help but be happy. He slapped a sweet date with a slap. Seeing that the boy still had no memory in the future, he dared to even make plans for his master!

After stepping off the stage and walking to the senior brother Chen Long, Zhao Zhengcai breathed a sigh of relief and began to use his internal force to clean up the bruised wounds.

"A Zheng, you guys hide your weakness! Even I don't know when you will practice the 'Hundred Flowers' swordsmanship!" Chen Long said jokingly with his hands on his chest.

"You are about to break through the acupoints and be promoted to the top-grade martial artist. Didn't you tell me, did you?" Zhao Zheng said sarcastically with a half-joking voice.

The two of them fought and stopped continuing. Because during the interval between the two of them, Ximen Chuxue, a junior sister who had just started for less than two months, came on stage.

Lin Luo is a little difficult for Ximen Chuxue. This little girl has been getting started for less than two months. Now she has only just started to learn about the basic sword technique and some sword moves of the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect, and even her internal skills have not been taught.

Lin Luo looked at Yu Yunxin for a quest, hoping that Yunxin could give him some advice.

Yu Yunxin nodded and signaled Lin Luo to make arrangements. Regarding A Luo's decision, Yu Yunxin now had the idea of ​​"As long as the decision made by A Luo, it would definitely make sense."

Lin Luo let out a long sigh and thought: It seems that he can only use basic sword techniques and three-stage full-true sword techniques. Remember not to use internal force yet.

"Uncle Master!" Ximen Chuxue was very capable. She went on stage to hold her fists, then swept up the iron sword, and posed for a "start the competition".

Seeing that Ximen Chuxue was so anxious, Lin Luo didn't talk nonsense and immediately entered the state. At the beginning, Lin Luo did not make things difficult for Ximen Chuxue, who had just started, was in a normal standing posture.

Ximen Chuxue Iron Sword stood upright on the ground, and the sword was not unsheathed, staring at Lin Luo with concentration.

Neither of them moved. Lin Luo was waiting for Ximen Chuxue's attack, while Ximen Chuxue was watching Lin Luo.

"Why don't the junior sister attack?" The field was too quiet. Zhu Xiaopang spoke in a low voice, fearing that he would disturb the two people on the field.

Everyone didn't know what they were doing.

"Uncle Master of the Sect, please attack first!" Ximen Chuxue's eyes glowed in her eyes. She simulated all moves in her mind the moment before, and the results calculated will be blocked. Instead of returning in vain, it is better to ask the master of the Sect to attack first. What she lost is only the initiative, and there may be unexpected gains.

When Lin Luo heard the request, he was slightly stunned. Before, Chen Long and Zhao Zheng took the move first, but no one asked him to take the move first.

Lin Luo did not shy away. Since Ximen Chuxue made a request, it must be no joke.

The basic sword skills are nothing more than chopping, stabbing, sniffing, sweeping, hanging, collapse, dot, and wiping nine styles, and they are derived from the nine ways of lifting, clouds, stand, blocking, strap, cut, cut, and hold.

Without using internal force, Lin Luo quickly stepped forward, held the sword in his right hand, moved forward with the tip of the sword, held the sword in front of his chest with both hands, and pointed the sword in his left hand. This is a sword-holding style. Lin Luo chose this attack to take into account Ximen Chuxue's intention.

It is a sword technique that can be used to take the sword, and can be used to attack and retreat. It is a sword technique that can be used to both offense and defense.

If you want to deal with it, it is indeed a bit of a content for novices.

Ximen Chuxue was still standing still, her sword was still unsheathed, and she still maintained a calm observation expression.

Holding a sword is difficult to crack, but Ximen Chuxue also has his biggest advantage.

Ximen Chuxue's pink lips moved slightly, murmured in a sound he could hear: "The pace is one foot and five, and there are still eighteen steps to reach the front. When fifteen steps, you can break it!"

With eager steps, I stepped on Ximen Chuxue's heart and passed by, and the number of fifteen steps arrived in a moment.

"It's now!"

clang!!

The iron sword was unsheathed, and Lin Luo's iron sword hit Ximen Chuxue on the head. Because of height, Chuxue only touched Lin Luo's elbow joints. The difficulty of trying to attack the lower plate can be imagined.

Chuxue drew the sword with her right hand, relaxed her shoulders, slightly bent her elbows and turned her wrists, and the tip of the sword collapsed from bottom to top, transmitting the power of her whole arm to the tip of the sword, just against Lin Luo's holding sword. Lin Luo's sword buzzed and collided violently, the sword move trajectory changed, and passed over Ximen Chuxue's head.

"pretty!"

Lin Luo's eyes lit up, and he was not stingy with his appreciation at all. It was no coincidence that he could find Lin Luo's disadvantages and his advantages in an instant.

Chuxue, Ximen Chuxue, can changing the name really affect a person?

This thought flashed through my mind, and Lin Luo immediately changed his tricks. Everything is a double-edged sword. Since petite is your advantage, it is also a disadvantage!

The two missed the symphony. The iron sword changed direction in Lin Luo's hands like magic. He held the hilt of the sword in his backhand, and the iron sword was level with his arm, stabbed in the opposite direction. When Lin Luo passed by, the iron sword could definitely stab Ximen's bleeding head.

Ximen Chuxue had a sharp look in her eyes. She had already seen through Lin Luo's backhand at the moment of her mistake. Only when she was holding the sword in her hand, she was no longer the weak and pitiful little girl, but transformed into a cold-faced swordsman.

The two swords fought each other, causing sporadic flames. Lin Luo's right arm extended backwards with his backhand, and Ximen Chuxue's sword also turned backwards, pointing towards Lin Luo without looking back.

The iron sword rubbed against the iron sword, stirring up countless sparks, and was about to reach the hilt of the sword.

Lin Luo's eyes were soft and his face was smiling. Chuxueguo was really a person who was born to use a sword, but when he first started, he showed his talent like a genius.

But how could this move hit Lin Luo first!

"It's so wild, but it's a little naive!" Lin Luo left a sentence as he slid past.

Ximen Chuxue's eyes stagnated, and then she felt a strange force coming from the hilt of the sword holding the sword, and her pupils immediately dissipated, obviously understanding something!

It was extremely exquisite to sweep a sword with the backhand, but Ximen Chuxue forgot his own advantages and disadvantages.

How could a teenage girl have the same length as an adult on her arms?

It is obvious that Lin Luo's sword will stab first, and her sword will eventually fail!

In just a moment, so many things happened again when the two of them went from being in a wrong place to being separated.

Lin Luo took the sword and couldn't help but praise his decision to lead Chuxue into the sect, which was definitely one of the wisest decisions he had made. This uncensored jade, as long as it is guided properly, is definitely a rising star.

Ximen Chuxue picked up the sword, looked at the thick sword marks left at the hilt of the sword, followed the clues, and the sword body on the hilt of the sword clearly depicted the traces that penetrated the iron sword left by friction.

"Thank you for your advice!" Ximen Chuxue's expression returned to the coldness of the past, as if the person who was happy on the stage was not her.
Chapter completed!