Vol 9 Chapter 118: Tian shameless

Lu Yunming dragged his feet to the court, looking upset.
The sixteen-year-old Lu Yunming is as cold as pine. He is more than one foot short. He can't help looking up at his opponent half-headed, arching his hand: "Kunwu sends Lu Yunming, please Brother Leng for advice."
Seeing that the opponent was a half-old child with an immature face, and the one who looked the weakest on the opposite side, Leng Rusong was even more angry, biting his teeth, "Little Taoist, how old are you this year?"
"sixteen."
"Sixteen years old, hum, haven't you reached the innate realm?"
Lu Yunming wondered: "Is it almost ... Is there a problem?"
Leng Rusong snorted coldly, turned his head to Zhu Shaoling on the rostrum, and said deeply, "Qi Jian Zhu Jian, Kunwu sent a disciple who was a child who didn't even break through the congenital realm. Song Sheng's incompetence was unwilling to take the shot. Please oversee the Jianjian. "
As soon as this word came out, there was a lot of discussion around.
Both admired the cold and loose manner, and also ironically the Kunwu faction was inferior and deliberately sent a child to the field to fool ...
All people at Rulin College, whether they are students or teachers, are all unsightly.
At this time, I heard Zhu Shaoling sigh, and the voice of coldness sounded like, "Several Daoist friends, my disciples are not bad, and the cold swordsmanship is very high among the disciples of my Rulin Academy." It ’s true that Guipai came out with a child, oh ... several Taoist leaders are all Kendo people. If you are interested, why not end up in person and give pointers. Lest you be as arrogant as arrogant, there is no one in your eyes. "
Zhu Shaoling's words not only made it clear that Kunwu sent a child to play, but he lost his careful thoughts. He also clearly looked down on the Kunwu factions. It was clear that only famous swordsmen such as Feng Qingyan and Ye Qingxuan played on the rivers and lakes. The enemy is too cold as loose.
As soon as these words were spoken, many Confucian disciples were laughing at the corners of their mouths, but Leng Rusong returned arrogantly, turning around and saluting in the direction of Ye Qingxuan and others, saying, "Ru Song, please enlighten me."
"My uncle and uncle will not end." Lu Yunming pouted his lips, looked indifferently with cold eyes, and said with his boy's voice in the voice-changing period: "Since you are worried about how much internal force is toward me, it is better for us It ’s better to compare swordsmanship ... Anyway, we ca n’t give guidance on the internal skills of the nobles, and talk about it, is n’t it just Kendo? We are better than swords!

Lu Yunming's remarks were cold and loose, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Shaoling again.
Zhu Shaoling's face was angry, and he couldn't think of such arrogance as Ye Qingxuan, and the disciples below were so arrogant, saying coldly: "Well said. Rusong, have you heard? You are inferior to the other party in terms of insight. Still not responding? The Superintendent ordered you not to use innate internal forces, otherwise, you would be considered a loser. Isn't it good to ask this little master for swordsmanship? "
"Practitioner obeys." Leng Rusong hated his teeth itchingly. These gangsters of Kunwu School were more hateful than one. Since this boy is not bad, let me teach you with a fast sword lesson.
Thinking of this, Leng Rusong faced Lu Yunming and arched his hand, saying, "Since this is the case, I'm like a little master asking Kunwu School for advice."
"Okay." Lu Yunming nodded, "Brother Leng will do something."
Leng Rusong sneered and said, "This is Rulin College, the master is the next, the young master is a guest, or the young master is going to recruit first."
At this time, the Confucianists had already been impatiently waiting around, and when they saw the two started to talk again, Chun Yuzhu, the Lord of Wuge, couldn't help but yell, "Where's so much nonsense, don't you start?"
Lu Yunming shrugged his shoulders, pulled out his long sword, and said with a cold finger, "Brother Leng, offended."
The words didn't fall, and with a little bit of foot, the man followed the sword, and saw the light of Jian Guang flash for a moment, and he was in front of Leng Rusong in a moment.
However, it was the introduction of Qing Yunguan's introductory sword technique introduced by Ye Qingxuan.
The Seventh Elementary School has followed Ye Qingxuan since childhood, so they learned the Quanzhenxin Method and Quanzhen Sword Method from the beginning of martial arts. They also practiced a whole set of practices, from eating, living, sleeping, and meditating. Swordsmanship, if you are very familiar with this set of swordsmanship, you will come naturally, just like eating and walking.
At this point, the ridiculous smile on Leng Rusong's face had not fully unfolded, and Lu Yunming's lightning flashed sword had arrived.
He has always been known for his fast sword. He didn't even have the time to pull out the sword. He exclaimed, and even scabbard ran across his body. Lu Yunming frowned suddenly, wondering why this boastful master of the Rulin Academy should be so clumsy, and his heart was full A very strange feeling of restlessness.
Lu Yunming's long sword turned, pressed against the cold as loose scabbard, and then, with the resistance of cold as loose, a very clever spring, turned the long sword back again, and sent it gently ...
The voice that had just been applauded for Leng Rusong came to an abrupt end.
All Confucian disciples were stunned.
On the battlefield, Lu Yunming's long sword was gently placed on Leng Rusong's neck, and Leng Rusong held the sword that had not been sheathed in his hands, as if he was going to dedicate it to Lu Yunming.
There was a blank space in Lu Yunming's mind, and he was puzzled--
This ... seems too simple.
Am I doing something wrong?
The disciples of the nearly 10,000 Confucian disciples who looked around were all amazed. Zhu Shaoling and others were also shocked. They couldn't believe everything in front of them ...
That little priest, did the sword speed surpass Leng Rusong?
How old is he! ?
Even Feng Qingyan and others looked at each other and did not understand how this cold Rusong could be so incompetent.
Seeing the surprised expression of the uncles and uncles, Lu Yunming took it for granted that he had done something wrong.
Yes, it must have been my first time entering the rivers and lakes, and I did not understand the rules of the rivers and lakes. The fellow Rongmen opposite must be saluting me, but I took the shot while he was unprepared ...
Oops, shame.
Lu Yunming hurriedly closed his sword, flushed with blush, and apologized: "Brother Leng, don't blame, Xiao Xiao doesn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes. It's not right for me to take advantage of my brother's salute. Er, let's return ...
The opposite Leng Rusong was trembling with shock ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Just now, I was not ready to die, but in the blink of an eye, I was defeated without even pulling out the sword. I was originally anxious, but when I heard Lu Yunming say this, my mind In the first shock, secretly said: Yes, I must have been too carey just now, so the opponent took the opportunity to win.
This gave me confidence, and he said coldly, "Little brother can know what he can do to correct his mistakes. Well, everything just happened didn't happen, we came again."
"Okay." Lu Yunming gave a gift and stepped back slightly.
laugh.
On the podium, Ye Qingxuan and Sun Kun could not help but sneer together.
"Tian is shameless," Sun Kun said.
Ye Qingxuan hit his finger. "It's okay, win him again."
At this time, the crowd around them just woke up from the shock and had no time to talk about it. They watched the game more intently again.
Leng Rusong took two steps back, slammed his sword in his hand, and shouted, "Little brother, let's really come this time, let's go." 8)