Vol 9 Chapter 119: End of game 1

Cheng Weiyu and the other four were very familiar with the cold as loose fast sword. How could such a carelessness be so pretentious in the usual days, they were defeated by a move in front of a 16-year-old boy and couldn't help but be shocked. Questions lingered in my heart.
Even Zhu Shaoling on the podium, all the Confucianists saw sweat in their palms, clenched their fists, and looked at the two on the field.
Leng Rusong was ready to fight again, but his back was slowly exuding cold sweat.
Because Lu Yunming in front of him didn't have any flaws, and even felt brutal attacked from any angle, the opponent's drooping sword tip instantly hit his throat, which made him unable to shoot.
Lu Yunming, who was on the opposite side, was trembling at this moment.
For more than ten years on Kunwu Mountain, Lu Yunming never thought about his realm of swordsmanship.
The entire family of brothers and sisters were all shocked and brilliant, and Lu Yunming had occasional wins, and it was extremely difficult to win. Among the disciples of his generation, when it comes to swordplay, the first shot was Xiao Yunfeng of the Seventh Primary School, and like a few years old, Hu Yanyun Zhu, a "blood hand" who had already made famous names on rivers and lakes, "Sword" Lu Yundong, "Songyang Sword" Yun Chong, "Round Finger Rou" Xie Yunan, "Yin and Yang Blade" Guo Yunfei ... These brothers are either serving in the Southern Dynasty or walking in rivers and lakes, but all are Kendo people, Lu Yunming I think I have no ability to challenge. It ’s extremely difficult to win against Gui Zhisheng.
This led to the development of Lu Yunming's ignorance of his sword skills, thinking that all rivers and lakes are such masters ...
But today, he was very at a loss.
Why did his half-handed swordmanship defeat the elite disciples of Rulin Academy? Moreover, this cold pine is clearly a rare master of this generation of disciples of Rulin Academy.
You know, after practicing for more than ten years, he only mastered the introductory swordsmanship of the Kunwu School. [Kunwu Eight Swords] rarely practice.
Therefore, in the face of the cold win that is easy to win, I thought I was not, and my heart was even more disturbed.
But in fact, this set of introductory swordsmanship after Ye Qingxuan's overall arrangement is simply the root of all the swordsmanship in the world. At that time, Ye Qingxuan explained sword moves, and each move was wonderful and exquisite.
No matter what kind of weapon adversary is facing, all the methods of cracking, and the way of defense are explained clearly. This made Qi Xiao pair of this introductory swordsmanship have reached the state of forgetfulness.
Don't break, don't stand, break first, then stand.
This is already the roots of the "Total Solitary Nine Swords" in the "Decision" chapter all rooted in the seven small hearts.
In addition to Xiao Yunfeng, Lu Yunming learned the most.
It's just that he doesn't have a clear understanding yet.
How can such a sword technique defeat Leng Rusong?
Lu Yunming was so depressed, he felt that he had won it once with the sneak attack, but he was ashamed. Fortunately, Brother Leng Rusong did not care, and he was a modest gentleman. This second shot, he must strictly abide by the rules and never make mistakes.
My heart was determined, Lu Yunming blasted the sword, and in a loud voice, said loudly, "Brother Leng, it was not the younger brother just now. Please re-attempt this time, please pay attention! Watch the sword!"
Follow the sword, the sword comes first. As soon as Lu Yunming shot, the original anxious eyes suddenly freeze, and the Buddha became personal, the sound of the sword tip humming, and it was passed to Leng Rusong in an instant.
Naturally it is another trick to "bring the breeze".
Leng Rusong had some regrets to let the other side take the shot first, but at this time it was too shameful to repent, but he hesitated with a flash of lightning from the other side.
scold!
Leng Rusong shouted, and the sword that had long been scabbard was sealed directly to Lu Yunming's straight blade.
Although this sword, Leng Rusong did not use the congenital level of qi, but relying on his strong adult strength, while the opponent was young and frail, he put all his strength on the sword's edge, and wanted to use his strength to block the opponent unexpectedly. Jianfeng.
As long as the opponent's offensive is opened, you can ensure that your subsequent fast sword killing moves can be used, no matter how good the opponent's swordsmanship is, I ’m afraid I ca n’t keep up with my own rhythm
After all, the opponent is a teenager. How much experience can the enemy have? I was afraid that Jianguang would blink in front of him, and he was already panicked, and he couldn't stick to it.
Ding!
A crisp impact sounded, and Lu Yunming didn't seem to be able to match the opponent's stubborn force. The long sword was suddenly opened with coldness, and even the sword was slightly bent. The door of Lu Yunming's chest was wide open, and there was a smirk in his cold mouth , Seizing the middle position, the sword in his hand brushed a series of twenty swords flashed thunderingly.
In the eyes of everyone at the scene, only saw the sword in Leng Rusong's hands turned into a light, suddenly fell to the opponent's chest in a flash, exclaimed applause.
Zhu Shaoling and others loosened their palms and smiles appeared.
But this time the applause sounded just half off, and the crowd suddenly stiffened again. Even the confident smiles on the faces of the Confucian benches such as Zhu Shaoling were completely frozen on their faces.
Because just as cold as pine sword light like electricity, the moment of continuous sparkle, like a magic weapon falling from nine days away, instantly filled the lightning flashes and thunders into a sheath.
Cold and stunned to see it all
In front of him, Lu Yunming just stretched out his hand lightly, holding out his left hand holding the scabbard, his 20 swords in a row, and a lightning fast sword with skylight, just like a trick, so easy and accurate to insert When he reached the opponent's scabbard, he put it up on his own.
Lu Yunming's heel turned, his wrist twisted, and his body didn't move. The original swinging sword edge then turned and appeared in his throat again.
And this time, because of his forward impact, not only passed his long sword, even his neck was no exception.
When all the dust settled, the scene appeared again after the first move.
Leng Rusong was hit by Lu Yunming's single sword on his throat and easily won.
Cold as trembling.
why?
Why is it so simple a sword that I can't hide it at all! ?
Leng Rusong was at a loss, and everyone in the Confucianism was at a loss.
This game was too simple to lose.
One move failed, and there was no chance of resistance.
No matter how cold a pine's sword is almost to the top, but if the sword can't be used, what's the use of a faster sword?
"Do you want to do it again?" Lu Yun really smiled tomorrow, there was no fear in her eyes, and she whispered to Leng Rusong, "I thought it was my fault just now, and it was I who attacked you. Defeated. But this time I saw that you are not not ready, but your swordsmanship is too good! "
With Lu Yunming's words, the entire audience of Confucianists couldn't bear it.
However, they can only whisper cursed cold as incompetence, but no one dare to question the outcome of this game.
"Rice bucket!" Zhu Shaoling picked up the tea bowl and whispered.
The light flashed in Cheng Weiwei's eyes, then closed slowly again.
Humph.
Only Chun Yuxuan was the most angry and gave Ye Qingxuan a stern glance. The armrests of his backrest chairs were pinched by him.
Leng Rusong's eyes were red, and his heart was extremely unwilling. His reputation was ruined, in the hands of a young man. His position in the Rulin Academy would plummet, and it would be even harder to establish a foothold.
Alas.
Lu Yunming returned to his sword, calmly said: "Your sword is too old-fashioned, and you will know what you are going to do when you move ... You must know that the sword moves freely, and the heart moves, and the sword moves ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then Jian Da ... you still have the basic sword tricks of your school, even when you can forget all these sword tricks, when will it become ... "
Forget the sword! ?
Leng Rusong's eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Yunming with an innocent expression in disbelief, and murmured, "You ... have you forgotten your sword tricks?"
"Almost!" Lu Yunming thought for a while, and said, "I forgot about half ..."
I ... hmm ...
A teenager who has not yet entered the innate world has reached a half-step "forgotten sword" state in swordsmanship. This is a state that many masters of virtual reality have failed to reach. It is incredible, but it is true.
Leng Rusong's original unwillingness suddenly converged, respectfully saluting, saying, "Brother Lu Xiaoshi, as a brother, lost ..."
After that, he didn't even take the sword, but turned around and rushed away.
He was accused of swearing and swearing all around him, and he even held his chest up with a smile, and realized what the Buddha knew. u