My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 132 Peerless Master and Peerless Master

In the atrium, Jing Wuming had a long sword hanging on his waist, standing independently in the center of the courtyard, while Li Tianxin and others were standing or sitting in the corridor nearby.

The children stood at the side of the courtyard, silently cheering for their senior brother.

Not long after, Tie Chuan Jia led seven challengers and a group of martial arts people who came to witness and walked in from behind the Moon Gate.

Li Tianxin walked out of the corridor alone, stood beside Jing Wuming, and faced the martial arts heroes.

After seeing Li Tianxin, the heroes who had been silent and silent all clasped their fists in greeting.

Some said "Li Jian Shen is good" and some said "I have met Li Jian Shen".

No matter what kind of greeting he faced, Li Tianxin always smiled and nodded.

After everyone had seen the ceremony and gradually calmed down, Li Tianxin clasped his fists and said: "Welcome all fellow martial artists to Renyi Villa. It's just that you came suddenly and we were not prepared in time. I hope you will forgive me for any neglect."

As soon as he said these words, everyone in the martial arts world was embarrassed. One of them said: "We came here rashly without paying our respects or notifying you in advance. Li Jianshen doesn't blame us for disturbing us. There are already a lot of Wang Han." , why are you so negligent?"

Another person said: "Besides, we are here today not to visit, but to bear witness. We are not even guests, so there is no need for you to be polite, Li Jianshen."

No matter what attitude these people in the martial arts world have towards Li Tianxin behind the scenes, at least in person, they all maintain respect.

After all, Li Tianxin's halo is too dazzling. Anyone who dares to offend him in public basically doesn't need him to take action or even say a word. Countless people will come to trouble you.

After listening to everyone's words, Li Tianxin smiled and said: "In that case, I won't be polite to you. Everyone knows why you are here today, so I won't go into details."

"Regarding the martial arts evaluation list, I ask myself that the rankings are determined based on the principles of fairness, justice and openness from the most objective perspective, without any favoritism."

"Since everyone is here, I won't talk nonsense. My disciple is here. Anyone who has doubts about the ranking on the martial arts evaluation list can come forward to challenge."

After hearing his words, everyone's eyes turned to the seven people in front.

Li Tianxin also glanced at the seven people, and then said: "Today, like everyone else, I am just a witness and will never interfere in this matter."

"If my disciple is unfortunate enough to lose at the hands of any of you, I will immediately order the withdrawal of the martial arts evaluation list and publish an apology to the entire world."

As the inevitable development of the times, Li Tianxin would not leave behind newspapers and periodicals. As early as the seventh year of Chenghua, the "Da Ming Daily" had been published.

Both the weapons catalog and the martial arts evaluation list are published through the Ming Daily, so they can spread throughout the world in a short period of time.

As soon as Li Tianxin finished speaking, all the martial arts heroes present were moved. This move not only showed Li Tianxin's magnanimity, but also reflected his sense of responsibility as the No. 1 in the martial arts world.

At the same time, it also showed Li Tianxin's confidence in his disciple.

Someone said: "There is no need for this. Compared with the weapons list, the martial arts appraisal list should be more comprehensive, so that we can broaden our horizons and stop looking at the sky from a well."

"If there is any accident, it will just be a matter of adjusting the rankings. There is no need to withdraw."

This person's words were recognized by everyone, and everyone spoke out to persuade him.

Li Tianxin complied with public opinion and said happily: "Since you all think so, I naturally respect you and it is better to obey my orders."

Then he looked solemn and said sternly: "But there are some things that I would like to say first. As the saying goes, swords have no eyes, and there will inevitably be damage in a martial arts competition."

"You are all top-notch masters in the martial arts world. Even if you are a young disciple, you should not underestimate your skills. When you attack, you must go all out. Even if you attack with all your strength, you may not be able to hold back your moves for a while."

"Therefore, if my young disciple dies at the hands of all of you during the competition today, I swear here that I will never pursue him to death, nor will I allow anyone to cause trouble for this matter. If I violate this oath, both heaven and man will be punished."

As soon as he said these words, the heroes present were once again moved, admiring Li Tianxin's justice.

Yinji Wenhou Lu Feng was the first to speak: "Li Jianshen is worthy of being the number one in the world, I am convinced."

"If I am defeated by Gao Zu's sword, it is only because I am not good at learning. Lv's relatives and friends must not be resentful because of this, let alone seek revenge. Otherwise, Lv will not be able to live in peace under the Nine Springs."

Guo Songyang beside him stared at Jing Wuming and said in a deep voice: "The same, but I have a request."

Li Tianxin nodded and said, "Brother Guo, please tell me."

Guo Songyang said: "If I am defeated by Gao Zu's sword, needless to say, if I am lucky enough to win even one and a half moves, please ask the sword god to teach me so that I can see what the world's best swordsmanship is like. ."

Li Tianxin smiled and said: "Brother Guo's request, I agree. No matter whether Brother Guo wins or loses, as long as Brother Guo survives, I can give you a chance to challenge."

Guo Songyang's calm eyes were instantly full of fighting spirit, and he nodded lightly and said, "Thank you very much."

Li Tianxin glanced at the others, turned around happily and walked towards the corridor, saying, "In that case, I won't waste everyone's time anymore. You can start at any time."

Jing Wuming took two steps forward, looked at everyone and said calmly: "Who is here to teach me first?"

The martial arts heroes who were watching also walked to the right side of the courtyard and gave up the space.

Hu Bugui was the first to walk out, holding his bamboo sheathed sword, and stood three meters away in front of Jing Wuming, saying, "I'll go first, little brother please."

Jing Wuming looked at him and said, "I heard that your swordsmanship is sometimes superb and sometimes messy. I don't know how you are doing now."

Hu Bugui laughed loudly and said: "Hu is crazy and everyone is crazy about swordsmanship. When facing masters, my swordsmanship is superb, but when facing mediocre swordsmen, my swordsmanship is messy."

"So whether my swordsmanship is strong or weak depends not on myself, but on my opponent."

Jing Wuming understood clearly, and held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his left hand, and said slowly: "When encountering strength, you become strong, and when encountering weakness, you become weak? In that case, please enlighten me."

"Little brother, be careful." Hu Bugui was not polite. He didn't know how to show off his predecessors. With a "swish" sound, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed.

Not only is the scabbard of his sword made of green bamboo, but the sword itself is also a bamboo sword.

Even if you are a master, fighting with an iron sword with a bamboo sword will definitely be very disadvantageous.

But this rule does not apply to Hu Bugui.

In his hands, whether it is a bamboo sword or an iron sword, as long as it is sharp enough to pierce the opponent's heart and cut the opponent's neck, there is no difference.

Because of his swordsmanship, his sword never strikes anyone. His martial arts skills are only attack and dodge, not block.

Therefore, his sword was also very fast. The moment the bamboo sword was unsheathed, Hu Bugui's whole body was already shot towards Jing Wuming.

"Chong"

The moment the sound of the iron sword being unsheathed was heard, Jing Wuming leaned forward and kicked his foot. The bone poison sword turned into a cold light and was swung up towards Hu Bugui's figure.

Hu Bugui drew out his sword quickly and retracted it even faster. At this time, his body tilted 45 degrees, he turned around to avoid the move, and the bamboo sword he retracted instantly stabbed Jing Wuming's ribs.

Jing Wuming turned his wrist, and the long sword that was originally lifted up turned into a downward slash in an incredible way. This sword move is called "wash" in swordsmanship.

Just when the bone poison sword was about to clash with the bamboo sword, Hu Bugui changed his moves again and never collided with Jing Wuming's long sword.

Those watching the battle noticed that Jing Wuming's sword moves were extremely simple. Tease, strike, stab, point, collapse, wash, cloud, hang, chop, pick, wipe, cut... almost all are the basic uses of a sword.

The swordsmanship of an ordinary swordsman always contains feints such as confusing, luring, and disturbing the enemy, and the actual moves or real killing moves are hidden in the feints.The virtual and the real, the real and the fake, in the changes of the virtual and the real, seek opportunities to defeat the enemy.

But Jing Wuming's swordsmanship has no false moves at all. Every move he makes is a real move and a killing move. Every sword shot has only one goal, which is to take the opponent's life.

However, his attack speed is as fast as lightning, and his changes on the spot are extremely rapid. Even the simplest moves still give people a feeling of being exquisite and difficult to resist.

There are countless back moves in his sword. The sword moves that seem to have no change, but contain endless changes. In parry and block, there is also a fierce counterattack.

In the first ten moves, Hu Bugui was still attacking and Jing Wuming was parrying. But after ten moves, the attack and defense suddenly changed positions. Hu Bugui was dodging more and attacking less.

After thirty moves, Jing Wuming played his own rhythm. Hu Bugui could only dodge and no longer had the power to attack.

His swordsmanship does have the characteristic of becoming strong when strong and weak when strong, but there is an upper limit to this ability.

When the opponent is stronger than this upper limit, unless he can break through on the spot and reach a higher level, he will have no choice but to retreat.

In the corridor, Shen Lang admired: "In just seven years, Wu Ming's accomplishments in the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords have actually reached a state where he has lost his form and regained his spirit, returning to simplicity and authenticity. He is truly a genius."

Li Tianxin smiled and said: "Seven years is already a long time for a genius with extraordinary talents."

"Moreover, Wu Ming is not only because of his extraordinary aptitude, but also because he is so compatible with this sword art. He was born to be the inheritor of the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords."

"Just like Mao'er, although I am the founder of Drunken Boxing, my attainments in Drunken Boxing are far inferior to his."

Panda'er smiled triumphantly and said: "You just created a skill casually when you were drunk, and you didn't do any in-depth research at all. Of course you won't have any deep attainments."

"But what you said is correct. Everyone has his or her own compatibility, and so does martial arts. The more closely the martial arts matches one's own self, the easier it will be to practice it."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this. Li Tianxin looked at Li Xunhuan and said: "Just like Xiao Li's Flying Sword, no matter how qualified I am and how good my understanding is, I still can't master this unique skill. I can learn a shape at most, but I can't learn it." god."

Li Xunhuan said with shame: "Brother, don't make fun of me. Compared with the 'Lang Qing Concubine Yi Jian' you created, Xiao Li's flying sword is just like a child's play."

Li Tianxin waved his hand and said: "Hey, why belittle yourself? As long as you study carefully, Xiao Li's flying knife does not necessarily have to be a hidden weapon, it can also become something similar to a flying sword."

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Li Xunhuan perked up and said with great ambition: "What the elder brother said is absolutely true. If I can control the sword with Qi, little Li Feidao will definitely be able to reach a higher level."

Li Tianxin patted him on the shoulder happily and encouraged: "I believe you can do it."

"It's time to decide the outcome."

Shen Lang's words made everyone turn their attention to the field again.

At this time, Hu Bugui and Jing Wuming had exchanged fifty moves. Hu Bugui was finding it increasingly difficult to dodge. He sighed secretly, knowing that his defeat was certain.

Therefore, when Jing Wuming slashed at him with another sword, he chose to retreat and at the same time used the bamboo sword in his palm to block it slightly.

"click"

The bamboo sword broke in response, and Hu Bugui was able to escape completely, because the moment the bamboo sword broke, Jing Wuming had stopped.

Hu Bugui threw away the bamboo sword casually and said casually: "I lost. The reputation of being a disciple of the Sword God is indeed well-deserved."

Jing Wuming said calmly: "Accept."

Li Tianxin stood up and walked to the railing of the corridor and said loudly: "Brother Hu, his name is Jing Wuming. He is known as the 'Deadly Swordsman' in the world. I hope you won't call him wrong next time."

Hearing his words, Jing Wuming's expression was greatly moved, his eyes were filled with emotion, and his heart was filled with warmth.

The martial arts heroes present were even more envious that Jing Wuming had such a good master.

That's right, he is Jing Wuming, the "deadly swordsman" who is famous in the world.

He is famous because he specializes in taking the lives of evildoers when he travels around the world, not because he is a "disciple of the Sword God".

His light should not be obscured by the aura of the Sword God's disciples.

Hu Bugui said sincerely: "It is difficult to become a peerless master, but it is even more difficult to be a good master and bring up a good disciple. Li Jian Shen is truly a master who is rarely seen in a thousand years, and Hu admires him."

Li Tianxin smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Hu, thank you."

Hu Bugui also solemnly clasped his fists in salute, then turned around and walked towards the crowd of onlookers.

What happened today has nothing to do with him. From now on, he is just a spectator.

Jing Wuming's sword was not sheathed, he looked at the others and said calmly: "Next, who will teach me?"

Guo Songyang was already feeling itchy and unbearable. He immediately strode forward and said slowly, "Brother Jing, do you want to take a rest?"

Jing Wuming said: "No need, Brother Guo just take action."

Guo Songyang didn't say much because he saw that Jing Wuming had not spent much in the battle just now. The two of them were more competing in body and sword skills.

He reached out and grasped the world-famous Songyang Iron Sword, and the sword energy and sword intention were rapidly condensing.

Originally, at this time, the best thing to do was to take action immediately to interrupt the opponent's process of gathering momentum.

But Jing Wuming didn't do this. On the contrary, he also had a decisive aura gathering in him.

Their clothes moved automatically without any wind, and their long hair flew wildly.

They were all dressed in black, and both of them generally liked the color black.

Black symbolizes sadness, ominousness and death. Black also symbolizes loneliness, pride and nobility.

This is exactly the portrayal of Jing Wuming and Guo Songyang.

Although the two met for the first time, and although the age difference between the two was nearly 20 years, at this moment, they felt sympathy for each other in their hearts.

This made the sword intent of the two people rise to a new level again.

Because they cherish each other, they can't hold anything back. This is respect for each other and respect for the sword.

Finally, the momentum of the two people reached its peak, and then they all took action.

"Clang...buzz"

The Songyang Iron Sword was unsheathed, and the full sword energy roared out. The iron sword trembled and let out a soul-stirring sword roar.

At the same time, Jing Wuming's cold and decisive murderous intent rose into the sky, and the cold sword energy flew across the sky.

The next moment, the two figures rushed towards each other at the same time, both pulling out a long string of afterimages behind them, like two black dragons rushing towards each other.

(End of this chapter)