The storyteller who walks the rivers and lakes

Chapter 169 Art and Power!

Zhuo Buping, who was about to make a move, was made extremely uncomfortable by Lu Fei's sudden change.

It was as if Lu Fei had been completely isolated from him to two worlds at this time, so that the sword in his hand could not be cut no matter what.

But it has reached this point, he is already on the verge of death, no matter what, his sword must be cut down!
Ah!
With a loud shout, the huge sword light in Zhuo Buping's hand shot up to the sky, extended for more than ten meters, and then slammed down.

The strong wind roared, making everyone under the ring feel a gust of wind blowing towards their faces, causing pain on their faces.

"I'll go! This fellow Zhuo Buping is able to make such a powerful sword. It seems that he really underestimated him just now!"

One of the happiest young martial artists who had just shouted couldn't help muttering, then his face turned red, and he squeezed behind others, as if he was afraid that someone would find him.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was on the ring, so naturally they wouldn't notice such an insignificant guy like him.

Seeing the soaring giant sword whizzing towards the sky, a gleam flashed in Lu Fei's eyes, and then his whole body changed from virtual to real, and he directly clicked out the jade flute that was only one foot long in his hand.

The giant sword and the jade flute, two completely disproportionate things collided suddenly.

Ding!
With a crisp sound, the tip of the jade flute directly hit the blade of the giant sword.

However, the scene of Yuxiao being severed in everyone's minds did not appear...

At the moment when the jade flute and the sword blade intersected, an invisible ripple that was visible to the naked eye emanated from the jade flute.

That crisp sound seemed to hit everyone's chest, making them feel extremely depressed.

These were just the senses of everyone in the arena, and Zhuo Buping, who was the first to suffer, felt as if his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, and a trace of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Time seems to have passed only for a moment, and it seems to have passed for a long time...

Finally, Zhuo Buping could no longer support the soaring giant sword in his hand, and stepped back three steps in a row, and then the whole sword of true energy shattered, and the sword energy scattered all over the ring for a while, and then dissipated into the air.

puff!
Zhuo Buping, who was kneeling on one knee, couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then felt a little relief in his constricted chest.

Standing up, looking at Lu Fei who was still looking calm, he couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I, I lost!"

This time I really admitted defeat...

Even if he was unwilling, he couldn't refuse.

The gap between yourself and the other party is really too big!
Lu Fei slowly came to the opposite side of him, looked at his ashen face, and said lightly: "From the battle just now, your mastery of swordsmanship has reached the peak. But you still haven't broken out of the category of 'skill' !"

"A first-rate swordsman cultivates sword intent, a second-rate swordsman cultivates sword posture, and a third-rate swordsman cultivates swordsmanship... Now you have reached the top of swordsmanship, when you can step into the realm of swordsmanship, then you Your strength will be improved qualitatively!"

"So, keep trying!"

After speaking, Lu Fei turned around and got off the ring.

Zhuo Buping stared blankly at Lu Fei's disappearing figure, the words just now seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

"A first-rate swordsman cultivates sword intent, a second-rate swordsman cultivates sword momentum, a third-rate swordsman cultivates swordsmanship...second-rate swordsman...swordsmanship...sword momentum..."

Gradually, Zhuo Buping's ashen eyes became bright again.

The heart that had become dead because of defeat gradually came back to life.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your teaching!"

Facing Lu Fei's back, Zhuo Buping saluted deeply with excitement on his face, then took his long sword, jumped off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in astonishment. They didn't know what happened to this guy. He walked out of the shadow of failure so quickly. They even saw the excitement hidden in the other's expression just now.

"This... Is there any deep meaning in what Mr. Lu said just now? Why can't I feel it?"

A muscular burly man scratched his shiny forehead and said with a puzzled expression.

A thin old man next to him said calmly: "Don't worry about this. For us, the words that Mr. Lu said just now don't have any deep meaning. The theory of sword repair is not a secret in the Jianghu. But this sentence At a specific time, in a specific scene, in front of a specific person, it will have a specific effect.

For warriors, a sentence or a matter that may seem ordinary to others can make a specific person have a different understanding.This is what we call enlightenment.

This kind of thing is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought, so everyone should not think so much, since the battle is over, let's stop crowding here, let's all disperse..."

Saying that, the old man took the lead to walk outside.

Immediately afterwards, the others also left the ring one by one.

On the other side, Lu Fei came under the arena and saw that there were only three left, Nan Shanyue, Ye Hongchen and A Niu. He was surprised and said, "What? Brother Wu, isn't it over yet?"

Nan Shanyue replied with a smile: "Hurry up. The one who challenged Brother Wu is not an ordinary person, but an innate martial artist sent by Xiandu, so he should not be underestimated either."

Lu Fei paused slightly, frowned, and said in surprise: "Xiandu faction?"

Speaking of Xiandu faction, he thought of one person, Chu Yunfei!

When he was in Jiaoli Mansion in Yanzhong, the head of the Chu family, Chu Yunfei, wasn't he a disciple of the Xiandu sect?
Moreover, he is also the disciple of Grand Elder Zhu Wuque.

Thinking of this, a figure appeared in Lu Fei's mind...

"I don't know, where is that Feihua Sect Leader now?"

Thinking of that enchanting woman, Lu Fei couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

The whole world of Shenzhou is so big, it is estimated that there are not many chances for them to meet again...

"Let's go, let's go and watch the competition between Brother Wu and that master of the Xiandu faction."

With that said, Lu Fei headed towards the ring in the other direction first.

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After the competition between Wu Ming and the masters of the Xiandu faction ended, Lu Fei and the others had no interest in wandering around in this martial arts arena anymore.

After all, the martial arts competition hasn't started yet, and the real masters don't even have the desire to make a move.So Lu Fei and the others don't want to really abuse the food here.

Both Lu Fei and Wu Ming had benefited from the previous fights, at least now Lu Fei has a deeper understanding of the situation.It was precisely because of this that the fight against Zhuo Buping was so easy.

"Martial skills, martial power, true meaning of martial arts... Although my combat power is not bad now, I still have a long way to go to understand the true meaning of martial arts."

Lu Fei understood very well.Although he defeated Wu Ming, but in terms of understanding the true meaning of martial arts, he still fell behind.

(End of this chapter)