Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 235
While tumbling on the ground, Chen Ze found an opportunity to block with his backhand sword.

Dang-click!
The broken iron bombs flew, and there was an extra hole in the swords of both sides, which happened to be tightly stuck together.

Lu Ling reacted quickly, and immediately pressed up with his whole body, his free right hand clenched into a fist and blasted down like a heavy cannon.

She wanted to force Chen Ze to use his left hand that was always on his waist!

But Chen Ze, who had been prepared for a long time, kicked him out of a safe distance with a straight kick. He shook the blade with his right hand, and he was about to stand up again when he drew his sword and turned over.

when!
The long sword that Chen Ze specially blocked behind was struck again immediately, which made him obviously feel that there was another gap in the blade.

It's hard to imagine that until now, the strength of Lu Ling's saber has not weakened in the slightest.

It made Chen Ze want to suspend the game and introduce her to a job of moving bricks on the construction site.

And with the long sword behind him, Chen Ze had already straightened up again. At this time, his head was still turned halfway, and the blade of the sword had already been swept out.

As expected, it was empty.

But it also gave Chen Ze a chance to turn around.

Changing from his previous dexterous and cheerful style of play, when Chen Ze returned to his normal posture, he fell with a smashing sword.

Lu Ling swung his saber and was about to intercept it, but when the sword was about to meet, Chen Ze let go of the sword and bent his knees to lift it up.

Not having to hold the sword with any force makes his kicks so unbelievably fast that they almost bring out afterimages.

This sudden attack seemed unexpected, but Lu Ling was prepared for it.

In this fight, she had already suffered from Chen Ze's too many kicks.

As the saying goes, one learns one's wisdom, and when Chen Ze's waist and hips were half-turned, Lu Ling had already seen through his intentions.

So the Yanling long knife that was swung in vain immediately turned back, pulled out the sharp light of the knife and cut across to Chen Ze's raised left leg.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Lu Ling, who is proficient in swordsmanship, has already turned the long knife in the direction without slowing down, but the side facing Chen Ze's thigh has been replaced by the back of the knife.

Although the Yanling Dao has a reverse edge, it is only limited to the head of the blade. In order to balance the center of gravity, most of the back of the blade does not have an edge.

It's a pity that falling flowers have feelings, but flowing water has no meaning.

Lu Ling's carefully swung knife only cut into the air.

Chen Ze's thigh, which was originally sweeping high, changed course halfway, passing the knife light at a very low angle.

A line-changing kick with an extremely exaggerated angle.

But it's not over yet.

Just when Lu Ling was ready to kick hard, Chen Ze's tense toes did not stop when they passed by his chest and abdomen, and the arc of the arc actually hit the hilt of the long sword that was still falling in the air.

The hilt of the sword was kicked outward, and the blade turned around by itself, pointing directly at Lu Ling.

And Chen Ze's right hand has reached the long sword again at some point.

broken.

Lu Ling's heart suddenly turned cold, and the blood in his body was almost congealed.

And the next moment, her powerful heart pumped violently, causing her to burst out with unimaginable strength.

Within a short distance, one person retreated and turned sideways, slashing back fiercely with the blade; the other leaned forward and stabbed out with the sword in hand.

Who will be faster!

Everyone watching the battle in the audience has their hearts in their throats!

Especially Ye Yunhan, whose originally not long nails were gripped deeply into his palms.

But the dislocation was fleeting, and without a sound, the two people on the stage had completely separated.

Lu Ling stood still holding the saber, while Chen Ze was several steps behind her and stopped in a lunge, with the long sword in his hand guarding the side of his neck, almost parallel to the ground.

Only a small piece of rag rolled down in the wind, which seemed to come from the cuff of Chen Ze's T-shirt.

what happened? !
Everyone was about to take a closer look, but they saw the ponytail behind Lu Ling's head suddenly burst open, and the black hair scattered over his shoulders.

This... almost everyone is confused.

Only Lu Ling knew it well.

Just at the moment when they intersected, an extremely dazzling chain passed by her neck, making it too late for her to make any response.

If he could break her headband, he could naturally take her life.

She lost.

Langlanglanglanglang——

The long knife came out, and Lu Ling slumped to the ground, as if all the strength had been taken away from him.

But soon, a big hand with slender knuckles stretched out in front of her.

The hand that was behind his back from the beginning to the end and never moved a bit.

Lu Ling, with disheveled hair, looked up against the moonlight, and his eyes gradually regained focus.

"Why are you always so sullen." Chen Ze's face was still gentle, "You look pretty when you smile."

After staring blankly for two seconds, Lu Ling clapped his hands down angrily, and stood up in a panic.

"What did you say?" Chen Ze heard her mutter twice.

"It's nothing." Lu Ling brushed her hair up guiltily, bent down to pick up the Yanling long knife that had become riddled with holes, and walked back to the stage silently.

And Chen Ze followed her back and looked around, only to find that the edge of the martial field was already crowded with people.

Quite a few of them were covering certain parts of their bodies, looking like they were in pain.

There were also many people who had never met Chen Ze face to face, all of them staring at him silently.

clang-

Chen Ze dropped the long sword with several gaps in his hand, and walked straight towards the incense burner in front of the arena.

Every time he took a step, the people around the incense burner backed up a little.

When Chen Ze walked in front of the incense burner, there was already a big circle around.

It's just that when he was gearing up to insert the incense, he found that not only the inside of the incense burner, but also the side was bare, and there was no incense prepared at all.

At this time, a handful of sandalwood happened to be handed over from the side.

"Thanks." Chen Ze looked up, and it turned out that Lu Ling had leaned over at some point.

Nourishing—

Chen Ze rubbed his fingers to light three sandalwood sticks, inserted them straight, and then returned to the martial field and sat cross-legged.

After a stick of incense passed, until the three sticks of sandalwood were burned out at the same time, none of the masters from all over the country dared to set foot on the martial field.

There was no eagerness to try, and no hesitation, everyone just watched quietly, as if they really just came to the Ye family's mansion for sightseeing.

It's like two worlds on stage and off stage.

This was also expected, not to mention that Lu Ling, who was well-known in the circle, was defeated, but just witnessing the competition with his own eyes was enough to make everyone realize the gap.

But it doesn't matter, after the battle with Lu Ling, Chen Ze felt that the fire was ready, and the fit of [Ancient Martial Arts] had reached the standard.

And almost at the moment when the sandalwood was extinguished, Chen Ze, who had been resting with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes.

Picking up the long sword again, Chen Ze said loudly as he walked down the stage,

"Mr. Ye, Uncle Li, I have something to say, can I make an excuse?"

It was said that the two masters of Chinese martial arts who were originally standing on both sides of the martial field finally got together again, which saved Chen Ze a lot of time.

"I didn't say some things before, because I was afraid that the weight would not be enough." Chen Ze first explained,
"Mr. Ye, I can understand your mood."

Chen Ze first looked at Ye Yunhan,

"Your concerns are indeed justified, but it's not necessarily a good thing to just keep going."

"It's so big that the ancestors and ancestors created new boxing techniques from scratch, and it's so small that the disciples with foreign surnames who once carried forward your Wing Chun boxing, don't you have to take a step forward?"

(End of this chapter)