Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 409 The Genius Killer

For a while, Mr. Lu's slogan that he must win has evolved into - Li Shaodian, Sister Xiuling only loves you.

After hearing this, Xiuyun felt unhappy.

Probably the slogan was too long, shouting like this, lack of energy, slowly and simply evolved into - Li Shaodian loves you.

Xiu Ling blushed with embarrassment, and said in a blocking way: "Don't shout, don't shout!"

It's just that the more she obstructed, the more vigorously others shouted.

Yan Yu looked at the center of the lake from a high position, caring about the outcome, when he heard the commotion downstairs by the lake, he shouted in displeasure, "Don't make any noise!"

The Lion Roar from the River East was very effective. Dozens of Yingying and Yanyan immediately moved their positions to the Yangliu area on the south side of the lake.

Yan Yu had wanted to come a long time ago, if the lady hadn't kept keeping a low profile, she would have wanted to come from the first day of the competition.

For some reason last night, the young lady finally let go—Yan Yu, go and cheer him up tomorrow.

So she came here with all her enthusiasm, and she wanted to give Xie Fu great support.

Although I, Yan Yu, usually nod you, I still stand by your side at critical times.

Mr. Lu, the most beautiful man in Suzhou, my wife is not uncommon.

A group of maidservants from the palace moved to a willow tree on the bank and shouted: "Li Shaodian loves you."

Of course, I don't think that Mr. Xie Fu Xie is Li Shaodian, it's just to make fun of Xiuling.

I also feel that these five words are more exciting than Mr. Lu must win, and they are physically and mentally transparent when shouted out.

The beginning of love is the best interpretation of a girl's longing for beauty.

In fact, girls are naturally reserved and shy.

Any little lady has the experience of secretly looking at the handsome young man, but very few young ladies dare to moles the young man alone.

When there are more of them and there is a common love in this group, the shyness will be greatly weakened, and no one should make fun of others, everyone is the same, and there is a taste of hiding themselves.

So when Pan An and Song Yu went out on the street, the young lady rushed forward with enthusiasm, and it became so natural that everyone was chasing rouge and gouache.

Others will not make fun of it, because it is human nature as well as nature.

Everyone has a love of beauty, they just show a little color.

They are still very cute, still very reserved and shy.

Don't look at them shouting enthusiastically and acting a bit out of order, but let them face Lu Wenlin alone, I'm afraid they will be so embarrassed and nervous that they can't say a word.

This may be a kind of resistance and expression.

Xie Fu heard that the voice of support changed from Mr. Lu must win to Li Shaodian loves you.

Surprised in my heart, has Xiuyun succeeded in instigating rebellion?
Why didn't I know this little girl was so powerful.

Lu Wenlin's voice drifted over: "Brother Xie, why are you still distracted? Do you still take me seriously?"

In between speaking, another sword pierced Xie Fu's clothes as a warning.

Xie Fu said with a smile: "Even the little ladies can see the outcome and support me instead, brother Lu, can't you see it?"

Lu Wenlin smiled: "It's all for you, just keep Ms. Wang."

"Miss Wang, I want it too."

Xie Fu also pierced Lu Wenlin's clothes in return.

Lu Wenlin's sword edge became more and more fierce, and his power was faintly approaching Wei Sanren.

Feng Shoudao, who was standing in the water pavilion, said excitedly: "Third Master, did you see it?"

The son is so young but has such strength.

Gu Xuan smiled slightly: "The two of them are just joking around."

Feng Shoudao lost his voice: "What!"

Is this level, this power just a joke?

Only then did the other masters realize that this handsome man with a gentle appearance has been hiding his strength. Is he planning to attack later?

What about his opponent?
Facing such a formidable force, Xie Fu remained calm and composed.

"Brother Xie, what do you think of my sword?"

The sword's edge and the dragon's chant, the sword's light is like a flying rainbow, it's so terrifying that it can't be resisted.

It is said to be one sword but three swords.

Just like Wei Sanren, the first two swords are the momentum, and the last sword is the front.

If there is any difference from Wei Sanren, it is that the three swords are shorter in the eyes of masters, just like a single sword, which has surpassed Wei Sanren's exquisiteness.

Xie Fu was knocked back several feet by Lu Wenlin's sword before he stabilized his body.

Thinking to himself, he was almost slaughtered by Lu Wenlin. He didn't expect Lu Wenlin to have such strength. He thought he could play with the opponent between applause.

Looking at Lu Wenlin, what a hidden Lu Wenlin.

Lu Wenlin smiled: "Brother Xie, I want you to take a breath first."

Yinchun Water Pavilion, Ye Jinghong and Leng Ling could still maintain their composure, but Long Jing was already moved.

Lu Wenlin's sword just now is definitely stronger than Wei Sanren's. This kind of strength is not the strength of power, but the exquisiteness of the sword.

That day when he faced Wei Sanren's knife, he was knocked into the air and was submerged in the huge wave of sword light. If his opponent at that time was Lu Wenlin, he would have been seriously injured, and even pierced through his body by the sword's edge.

But the other opponent retreated a few feet in the face of this sword, unscathed.

Looking at the two people in the field, Long Jing, who thought he was the world's best master, felt like a frog in a well.

Given time, these two young men might become the other two Gu Xuan.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "The place is too small."

Lu Wenlin looked up at the sky and asked, "How is it up there?"

"Mr. Lu, first please!"

Lu Wenlin moved first, and the man shot away like an arrow from a bow.

This kind of movement made Feng Shoudao dumbfounded, "This... this... this..."

Originally thought that his son's sword was the limit, but before his eyes, he refreshed his understanding again.

Xie Fu immediately soared up into the sky, using the fifth layer of Lian Xing Ru Yi Body Technique to pick stars from outside the sky.

Both of them froze in mid-air like immortals, and their feet were like stepping on the ground.

Lu Wenlin is proud and proud, with fluttering skirts, like a fairy wind.

Looking at Xie Fu again, his shoulders were trembling slightly, like a pair of wings, with thick and strong muscles and bones. The clothes on his upper body were as thin as gauze, showing the power of rising, but the hem of his clothes seemed to be falling off quickly and drifting away.

If you don't discern carefully, looking at it from a distance, it feels like Lu Wenlin is still floating in mid-air.

Only a few masters such as Ye Jinghong can see this change.

But for those maidservants of the palace who don't understand martial arts at all, the two young masters who were fighting were gone, and they didn't know where they went to fight, and they didn't even know that the two of them were in the sky above the willow forest by the lake.

"This...this...this..."

Seeing that Xie Fu also has the ability to fly and stay in the air, Feng Shoudao can't say anything else except this and this.

Staying in the air is not like freezing on the surface of the water. It needs the support of thick and surging true energy, and at the same time, the consumption of this kind of true energy is extremely huge.

This is why although martial arts masters can fly away, they need to adjust their breath on the ground, because flying away consumes a lot of true energy and turns it into strength.

Just like running with a horse for a long time, you also need to stop and take a breath.

In the horror of Feng Shoudao, Ye Jinghong said lightly: "Mr. Lu is using the magical skill of Gui Yun Zongzhen School - Gui Yun Huawu."

Feng Shoudao thought to himself when he heard the words, Ye Jinghong's knowledge is really extensive, and he can see the details of the young master just by the young master's body skills.

It's true that the young master has learned martial arts in Guiyunzong, and the Confucianism schools have always had a close relationship with Jiuxing Shisanwang.

Guiyunzong is located in Mount Emei. It has been 500 years since Master Guyun founded the sect.

In the area of ​​Sichuan and Shu, the mountains twist and turn, the sea of ​​clouds rolls and rushes, and the mysterious aura of heaven and earth gathers between the mountains and rivers. There have always been folk legends about immortals chasing the wind and chasing the moon.

In the markets of Sichuan and Shu, Guiyun Sect is also a mountain outside the mountain, a fairyland for outsiders.

In fact, Guiyunzong is a group of martial arts masters who are studying the changes in the number of stars in the universe, and comprehending the eternal mysteries between heaven and earth, so as to achieve the unity of heaven and man.

This is the original intention of Master Gu Yun, but how many disciples can reach this level.

Since ancient times, there have been many seekers of the Tao, but very few have attained the Tao and become immortals.

Long Jing's knowledge is also not weak: "Guiyun Huawu! Even if the entire Guiyun sect can learn this magical skill, there are only a handful of them."

As he said that, his heart trembled. With such a comparison, didn't this Lu Wenlin step into the semi-grandmaster realm with one foot.

Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "This requires strong and surging true energy as the foundation, which shows that Mr. Lu's cultivation base is really not low, coupled with his talent."

"Long as a reed, as if Ling Wanqing is at a loss, the vastness seems to be relying on the wind to control the wind, without knowing where it stops, fluttering as if independent from the world, becoming a feather and ascending to the immortal. It is returning to the cloud and turning into a fog."

Listening to Ye Jinghong's words, Long Jing and Feng Shoudao looked in midair, and Lu Wenlin's image at the moment was exactly as Ye Jinghong said.

"As expected of Guiyun Zongzhen's magical skill, it is even better than my Ye family's Liushuixin."

Feng Shoudao asked: "Young Master Ye, what about him?"

He was talking about Xie Fu, the young master's strength is so perverted, and now he can accept it a little bit, why is this one so perverted.

"Um……"

Ye Jinghong, who has always been omniscient, murmured, "I can't see Brother Xie's body skills, but it pales in comparison to Mr. Lu's return to the clouds. I'm afraid it's supported by his strong true energy. After a long time, the loss of true energy is huge, and I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss."

Gu Xuan, who had been nodding his head and smiling all the time, said at this moment: "People are clumsy and skills are not clumsy. I think Mr. Xie's body skills are no less wonderful than returning to the clouds and turning into fog. Lin is so skillful."

Although he was dubious, but at Gu Xuan's level, his vision was naturally extraordinary.

Lu Wenlin was more and more surprised, and the more he fought, the more surprised he was. At first, he was afraid of hurting Xie Fu, so he kept hiding his strength. As he slowly revealed his power, Xie Fu calmly dealt with it.

You must know that he is known as the most outstanding martial arts genius in Suzhou in the past 300 years after Gu Xuan.

To put it bluntly, he deserved this tiara.

Lu Wenlin looked approvingly: "Brother Xie, don't waste your time, use your unique skills in your life, and decide the outcome with one move."

Lu Wenlin also seemed to feel that Xie Fu was consuming a lot of energy, and he didn't want to take advantage of his physical skills.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Let the horse come here."

Lu Wenlin said sternly: "My sword is called Long Teng, and it is very powerful. Brother Xie must not rely on it, you need to do it with all your strength."

Xie Fu replied: "I can't help myself with this sword, I just learned it from the young city master two days ago."

Ye Jinghong and the others who were in the Yinchun Water Pavilion could feel the sky over the lake from a distance. It seemed that the fog was rising and the thick clouds were rolling, and the two of them became faintly visible in the air.

At the very center, the sky and the earth intersect, and the vitality is dripping together.

(End of this chapter)