This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 336 Is it male or female?
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half a day had passed and it was afternoon.

At this time, the sun has turned westward, casting its afterglow in the winter.

People from all walks of life who had had lunch also returned to the square in twos and threes.

Lu Ziyu, who was sitting in his seat, slowly opened his eyes.

After half a day of breathing adjustment time, the Taoist magic power in his body had almost recovered. He looked at his opponent Lu Yuanzhi in the distance.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi was lazily basking in the sun. He felt eyes looking towards him, so he raised his head and looked over.

After meeting Lu Ziyu's eyes, Lu Yuanzhi's expression became strange, and he quickly moved his face away to prevent Lu Ziyu from seeing his expression.

"Kuku..."

He suppressed a smile and shook his shoulders.

Really...I never imagined that such an elegant and handsome uncle could actually be a fun-loving person, and I feel like I've been walking on thin ice all my life...

This is really funny!

"What on earth are you laughing at??"

Hai Wuyang didn't know when he came back. Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's hard-working smile, he began to doubt himself.

"No, it's nothing."

Lu Yuanzhi stopped smiling and yawned.

People are like this sometimes. When someone laughs, you feel like they are laughing at you. The more they deny it, the more suspicious you become.

Hai Wuyan was like this at this time. He frowned and looked at Lu Yuanzhi, took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, looked at him patiently and asked:
"It's time for you to go on stage and fight that Lu Ziyu later. Don't you have anything to worry about?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi laughed:
"Worried? What's there to worry about? I didn't even think I could make it to the finals, I'm so worried!"

This is really what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Let alone the finals, he never thought that he could participate in this competition.

If it weren't for Ji Gong's order, he would still be paddling on the court.

After paddling, we collected the team and returned to Beijing so we could go on a date with the little princess!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi's expression became melancholy.

I haven't seen the little princess for so long, and I don't know if she misses me.

Also, I don’t know if she received the letter.

What would her expression be like when she saw that letter?
Will she be shy when she sees the poem she wrote? ?
Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi's face showed an aunt-like smile again.

"What are you laughing at!!"

Hai Wuyang went crazy when he saw that Lu Yuanzhi ignored him and just smiled to himself.

"There's really nothing to smile about."

When Lu Yuanzhi saw Hai Wuyan's gloomy face, his expression returned to seriousness, he looked at Hai Wuyan seriously and said:

"Here we go to fight. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Uh……

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's suddenly serious face, Hai Wushuang looked a little dazed.

He was successfully led astray by Lu Yuanzhi again.

After thinking about it carefully, he raised his head and said solemnly:
"Preservation of life comes first."

After finishing speaking, he pondered:
"But I see that Lu Ziyu has not been in the habit of hurting people after a few battles..."

“If we don’t protect everything, whose life will be hurt?”

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi didn't like hearing it. He looked at Hai Wuyan unhappily and said:

"If I don't hurt his life, I just want to give him face."

"That's true..."

The corner of Hai Wuyang's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not refute Lu Yuanzhi.

I don’t know when Hai Wuyang’s arrogant personality started to become somewhat blindly trusting of Lu Yuanzhi.

When brothers talk.

Hongyun's body slowly floated towards the ring, and his eyes quietly looked at the audience:

"Please invite Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu to come on stage."

Hearing his voice, the people in the audience fell silent.

Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu looked at each other and entered the ring.

After the two stood still, Hongyun looked at them calmly and asked:

"Are you ready?"

To be honest, Hong Yun wants to see these two meet in the finals.

He still hasn't figured out how the Holy Son with the Lotus Curse could still be defeated by Lu Ziyu.

"Ah."

The two men nodded, and after looking at each other again, they could see the smile in each other's eyes.

Regarding Daomen's behavior of losing his wife and losing soldiers, both of them were surprisingly gloating.

"Then let's get started."

Hongyun felt a little unfaithful. After looking at the two of them, he got off the ring directly and left the ring to the two of them.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance.

"After losing to me once, you can fight me a second time. I have to say that your courage is commendable."

When Lu Yuanzhi saw that Lu Ziyu was not taking action, he happened to be bored and prepared a verbal attack for Lu Ziyu.

"Haha, failure is not terrible. What is terrible is not finding a way to win from failure."

Lu Ziyu smiled softly and didn't care about Lu Yuanzhi's verbal attack. He gently waved the whisk in his hand.

"Oh?"

Lu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Did you find it?"

Lu Ziyu did not answer immediately, but looked into the distance with deep eyes:

"No matter whether you find it or not, you can't escape it."

"hehe."

Lu Yuanzhi shook his head and smiled.

I thought I was good enough for the second grade.

I didn't expect to meet a more mature uncle here.

"Bullshit, Shaoshuang said, take the move."

Lu Yuanzhi didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. He instantly opened his field to the maximum and his eyes turned blue:

"Frozen for thousands of miles."

Familiar moves sounded from his mouth.

"If you use a trick on me once, don't use it a second time."

Lu Ziyu said lightly, his body turned directly into the color of glass, and the whisk in his hand turned into a golden sword and merged into his body:

"You haven't seen this trick of mine yet. Let's talk about it after you try it."

As he spoke, his body attacked Lu Yuanzhi at extremely fast speeds.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi also opened the extreme cold field to the maximum. Seeing Lu Ziyu whose speed was barely affected, he also knew that there could be no hiding at this time.

He had also seen the move he, Lu Ziyu, used against the Holy Son just now.

Unexpectedly, it was now my turn to be tortured.

However, Lu Yuanzhi was not completely unprepared. He looked at Lu Ziyu who was so fast that he could hardly see his figure very seriously. He did not dare to be distracted in any way. He took a deep breath and became extremely elegant, like a gentleman in this world. .

The people on the road are like jade, and the gentlemen are like no other in the world.

Lu Yuanzhi didn't know when he appeared in his hands. With a smile on his face, he looked at Lu Ziyu who was attacking him with a touch of tenderness.

Seeing the expression on his face, the glazed Lu Ziyu paused slightly, a little lost.

But it was in this daze that Lu Yuanzhi drew his sword.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp clash of weapons.

Lu Yuanzhi's knife collided with Lu Ziyu's body.

Lu Ziyu felt a shock all over his body, and the fierce attack softened for a moment. After the silhouettes met, the two looked at each other.

Lu Yuanzhi rubbed his trembling wrists, his throat twitching slightly.

He could feel that after his sword collided with Lu Ziyu's sword, the force coming from above was many times stronger than the power of his sword rain.

And Lu Ziyu is not much better. The method of Jianwan is to conceived by oneself. The integration of human and sword is actually the Jianwan that he conceived and integrated into his body.

Essentially still myself.

"Your knife is a little tough."

Lu Ziyu looked at Lu Yuanzhi indifferently and moved his arm imperceptibly.

Just now, his arm collided with Lu Yuanzhi's knife.

At this moment, the feeling of weakness in his arms made him secretly frightened.

The seemingly ordinary black knife is actually so tough.

"Haha, it's just a broken knife."

Lu Yuanzhi responded calmly.

"Come again!"

Lu Ziyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, as sharp as his sword.

Without any explanation, he launched a second round of offensive towards Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi did not hesitate to give in. He raised the knife in his hand, and the elegant temperament on his body became more intense.

"Have friends come from afar."

Lu Yuanzhi chanted softly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

At this moment, the pure white seal deep in his mind was also spinning.

The two didn't waste any time and started a new round of confrontation. This time the intensity of the confrontation was much stronger than before.

"Ding ding ding."

Lu Yuanzhi's Whispering Sword Technique became more mature and stable during his confrontation with Lu Ziyu.

But Lu Ziyu slowly became helpless.

Although his speed is fast, the consumption of combining man and sword is much higher than that of Lu Yuanzhi.

"Ding ding ding."

There was another crisp sound, and the two separated again.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi's arms were shaking badly, and the arm holding the knife even looked a little misplaced.

Lu Ziyu was even more miserable. After becoming one with his own sword, he kept fighting against Lu Yuanzhi's sword with his body.

At this moment, the colored glaze all over his body was already covered with cracks.

Although he couldn't feel the pain, his shaky body gave him a feeling of weakness.

Are you going to use that magic weapon?

Lu Ziyu looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a complicated expression.

As a Taoist, it is not wise to confront warriors head-on. He has now fully confirmed that the knife in Lu Yuanzhi's hand is definitely an incredible artifact!
Otherwise, even if Lu Yuanzhi could withstand his attack for so long, the sword wouldn't be able to withstand it!
There was no other way. He sighed softly and looked at Lu Yuanzhi with admiration in his eyes:

"I have to admit that your martial arts talent is very high, the highest I have ever seen."

As he spoke, he sighed:
"Given you another twenty years, you will definitely be the first warrior in the world to enter the second-level realm!"

Hearing his words, Lu Yuanzhi chuckled:
"You shouldn't be so ridiculously complimentary. My talent is far inferior to Ji Gong's."

Of course, when people praise themselves, they still need to be modest.

"hehe."

Lu Ziyu chuckled after hearing his words:
"There are only two people in the world who can reach the third level, Ji Xuan and King Yu. Ji Xuan is indeed extremely talented."

Hearing his words, Lu Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly.

It is indeed true that King Yu is a third-level warrior.

But the problem is... not many people know that King Yu has entered the third level.

Even though King Yu has died, there is no record of his realm at all.

Among all the people alive now, except for Hongyun and Shengzi, only the people from Peiyinlang Yamen know that King Yu has entered the third rank.

But this Lu Ziyu...how did he know?
Could it be that Hongyun told him? Or did the Holy Son tell him? ?

One thought after another flashed through Lu Yuanzhi's mind.

"How dare you be distracted at this time?"

Lu Ziyu's voice sounded in his ears:

"I have to say, you have a really big heart."

Lu Yuanzhi slowly raised his head, looked at Lu Ziyu and said:

"Excuse me."

"Haha, if you can take this next move, then you will win this battle."

With that said, Lu Ziyu released his human-sword-in-one state, and the golden sword was withdrawn from his body and came into his hand.

And his body also recovered from the glazed color.

Lu Ziyu looked at the cracked golden sword in his hand, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, then he slowly raised his head, looked directly at Lu Yuanzhi and opened his mouth gently:
"Condensation!!"

The next moment, the whole world fell silent.

The wind stopped and the sound became quiet.

The leaves froze in place, and everyone's movements stopped.

As his words fell, time stopped running.

Lu Ziyu did not go to see Lu Yuanzhi immediately, but turned around and looked at the faces frozen in time in the audience and sighed:

"This treasure is truly terrifying."

As he spoke, he gently wiped it from his chest, and a half-foot-long piece of fine fragrance appeared in his hand.

On the surface, this incense is no different from the incense burned in ordinary people's homes to worship gods.

But if you look closely, you will see that the thin line-like incense body has mysterious and complex lines criss-crossing like fish scales.

Lu Ziyu gently stroked the scented body and then placed it on his chest.

Apparently he has a mustard seed space magic weapon on his chest.

"It's really scary."

A joking voice sounded from his ears.

"Ok??"

Hearing this voice, Lu Ziyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the source of the voice in disbelief.

When he saw Lu Yuanzhi holding a knife and looking at him with a smile, his mind couldn't react for a while.

"Ugh."

Lu Yuanzhi sighed inexplicably, and his eyes drifted into the distance:
"I've been walking on thin ice in my life...can I make it to the other side?"

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Lu Ziyu's face felt hot, and he looked at Lu Yuanzhi in shock:
"You...are you okay??!!"

"What can happen to me? But you, are you okay, Brother Bo Bing?"

After saying that, Lu Yuanzhi really couldn't help but start laughing again.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi like this, Lu Ziyu's face turned blue and white.

"How did you break through the freezing of time??"

Regardless of social death, Lu Ziyu's shock at this time was far more intense than social death.

After hearing his words, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes became extremely serious. He looked at Lu Ziyu seriously and said:

"Because I am also the manipulator of time."

As he spoke, he smiled softly, and a gray field slowly spread from his body towards the surroundings.

Lu Ziyu's movements gradually solidified as the gray aura unfolded.

The smile on Lu Yuanzhi's face became even stronger after seeing it:

"It seems that yours is a female, and mine is a male!"

(End of this chapter)