Everyone recovered from Ximen Chuxue's amazing performance. As Chuxue's master, Yu Yunxin was naturally proud. His apprentice performed so well that he even surpassed the first two senior brothers who had hidden their ultimate tricks.

Chen Long and Zhao Zheng both saw surprise and impulse in each other's eyes. The junior sister acted so outrageously and was simply evil! If they didn't work hard, they would be ashamed and faced their master speechlessly.

"The younger sister is so amazing. It's only been less than two months since I started, and I can reach this level. It seems that I, Lao Zhu, have to read less books and practice more swordsmanship in the future." Zhu Pengtao felt sweat covered with his forehead. The younger sister performed so well that he was the next person who came on stage, Alexander!

Everyone was focused on the junior sister Chuxue, but only Yu Yunxin noticed Lin Luo's evil smile, which was a little bit weird and a little bit slutty.

He was wondering in his heart that Lin Luo called Zhu Xiaopang's name and then suddenly realized. It seemed that the little fat man was going to endure hardship today.

"Zhu Pengtao, it's your turn!" Zhu Xiaopang was named on stage, and all the outer disciples were concentrated. The four people who first entered the outer disciples had the average strength, but the level these five new outer disciples could reach in the future, so they could not help but not pay attention.

After Ximen Chuxue stepped down, she stood there and did not pay attention to the fat senior brother's performance. She closed her eyes and focused her mind. Just one fight on the stage just now, three times of counterattacking her, was enough for her to absorb it for more than half a month.

After Zhu Pengtao came on stage, his right eyelid twitched violently. An unknown premonition three days ago appeared again.

Huh, it’s just a mental effect. Don’t be too nervous, relax and relax... Zhu Pengtao comforted himself so much.

"Master, please be gentle!" Zhu Pengtao still looked hilarious.

Lin Luo nodded casually, thinking how could he let you go, a fat man, but he still agreed very well, making Zhu Pengtao careless.

Yu Yunxin was the first person to know the meaning of the school entrance exam at the beginning of the year, so she couldn't help but smile when she saw this.

Zhu Pengtao made the sword technique of Songfeng sword technique. The sword technique is strong, light and agile, and it is both like the strength of pine and the light of wind. If you use one word to summarize it - tough!

"Master answered!" As he said that, Zhu Xiaopang used force under his feet, and his whole body rushed out like thunder. The long sword instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, piercing Lin Luo's eyebrows. The fat man suddenly exerted force, moving like a rabbit. No one could tell at a glance that such a fat man would have flexible skills.

Lin Luo smiled slightly, saw through Zhu Xiaopang's little thoughts at first glance, and did not move. He just gently turned sideways, avoided Zhu Xiaopang's move, and said, "Xiaopang, let me see how you have improved over the past year and try your best to attack!"

Zhu Pengtao heard the master's words and was cheerful and replied loudly: "Okay!"

Then the iron sword was cut back. Lin Luo moved again, leaned back, and kicked Zhu Pengtao's wrist with his left foot.

Zhu Pengtao jumped up and leaped high, piercing the master's chest in the air.

This move can be said to be a killer move in Songfeng Sword Technique. Zhu Pengtao can use it quickly in the air to find the moment when Lin Luo fell into the air. It is very good. Lin Luo hit the ground with his left hand, and his whole body flipped rapidly in the air, easily avoiding Zhu Xiaopang's killer move, and his right hand touched Zhu Pengtao's forehead.

Zhu Pengtao felt a chill behind his head. He didn't have to think about his natural reaction. He twisted his body in the air, kicked his feet, and headed straight for Lin Luo's wrist.

Lin Luo laughed twice, retracted his left hand, kicked his right foot in the air, and rushed forward a few feet, emitting a sword with his right hand, and ran towards Zhu Pengtao very quickly.

Seeing this, Zhu Pengtao made a move in the air, which was extremely difficult to defend, and it was unimaginable that he used his left foot to thrust the air. It was fast and quick, so he had to hit the ground with his long sword and retreated backwards.

Zhu Pengtao idled around, swept backwards, rubbed one foot against the ground, spread his arms and leaned backwards, constantly facing backwards.

Lin Luo's quick sword came to his eyes in a moment. The lacquer swallow flew across the air, her whole body and the ground level, stabbing Zhu Pengtao. The two of them advanced and retreated, and were thrilling.

Zhu Pengtao soon noticed something wrong. The length and width of the martial arts are limited, and blindly retreating is not a solution. He shrank down and half-squatted, supported the ground with his hands, and circled his feet like a lotus blooming, and kicked Lin Luo's arms in succession.

Lin Luo had the same intention as the iron sword in his hand, and the hilt was rotated in his palm, holding it! He slapped Zhu Pengtao's samurai boots with one sword. This was not light, and it was equivalent to a slapping on the soles of his feet. Zhu Pengtao's face was twisted together in pain.

"Hiss, the master is really hard to do it!" Zhu Pengtao endured the scorching pain. The soles of the feet are the convergence of the shrinking body. The heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are reflected here. With a sword, the soles of the feet are so painful that they are all internal organs.

Enduring the pain, Zhu Pengtao hit the ground with both hands and flew upside down.

Lin Luo Yuguang glanced at Zhu Pengtao's movements, put his sword in the air, turned around, and drew his sword and slapped Zhu Pengtao's butt three times.

Zhu Xiaopang didn't expect that the master would react so quickly. He screamed in pain for a moment, and he vented his true energy and fell down. He fell to eat shit.

"The Songfeng sword technique makes it look good, but the foundation is not solid. I will start practicing basics with your junior sister tomorrow!" Lin Luo commented properly. This fat man is very spiritual, but he is a little lazy. He asked him to practice basics more, that's right.

Zhu Xiaopang grinned and walked off the stage with three steps. The master made a little heavy move, and his right eyelid was twitching. However, the junior brother and sister were all present, so it was too embarrassing to be the senior brother.

He patted Shaoming on the shoulder: "Shaoming, don't throw away our outer disciples later!"

Huangfu Shaoming patted Zhu Pengtao's hand, stabilized the swords on his waist, and said, "You can just enjoy this honor alone."

"You!!" Before Zhu Xiaopang could say anything, the pain from his butt made him stop and glar at Huangfu Shaoming. Zhu Xiaopang quickly used his internal strength to relieve the pain.

After Huangfu Shaoming came to the stage, he bowed very directly, drew out the sword, left and right.

Lin Luo immediately entered the state. Although he gave a lot of guidance, Lin Luo had never confronted the sword and double kills head-on. This time Lin Luo was also novel.

Lin Luo nodded signally: "Attack?"

Huangfu Shaoming was straightforward and honest, and said, "I'll attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Shaoming's swords and swords were rotating in his palms and rushed towards him quickly.

Five feet away from Lin Luo, Huangfu Shaoming's swords and swords suddenly changed his moves with his hands. His hands gathered together, and the swords and swords danced together, sometimes they became swords and sometimes they became swords, intertwined with each other and made people dazzled.

Zhu Pengtao forgot the pain in his skin for a moment and exclaimed: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Shao Mingmu is a little dull, this sword killing is quite powerful!"

Even Ximen Chuxue, who was thinking, opened her eyes. She had heard of this senior brother's own sword-killing skills, but some time ago, the four outer disciples were busy outside the country and didn't have the chance to meet until the Chinese New Year.

Ximen Chuxue was also curious about this method of Qimen’s commander.

The sword light and sword shadows alternated, and Lin Luo suppressed the strength of the low-grade martial artist. Suddenly, he felt a little depressed when facing this move.
Chapter completed!