Boss, keep a low profile

"Conditions?" Li Nanwei was slightly stunned, and then immediately said: "Master Lu, please tell me."

She was so curious about Lu Chaoge's level, she really wanted to see this man's sword intent!

Sword intent also has high and low levels. This man can break the rules and form his sword intent in the first realm. As long as she thinks about it in her heart, she feels itchy.

Lu Chaoge turned and looked at her, saying: "I will only use one sword, and stop when it's enough."

"Okay!" Li Nanwei agreed immediately.

With her eyesight and vision, one sword is enough!

After the two agreed, they flew to the martial arts field of Danqing Peak together.

What Lu Chaoge didn't expect was that everyone was actually in the martial arts field.

The reason is very simple. Today is the first time that Xiaoqiu has practiced sword seriously since he entered the sect.

I saw this round-faced little chicken without a waist holding the cheapest short sword bought down the mountain, and constantly doing the same action-stabbing!

Lu Dongli stood aside and watched with a smile on her face.

As the eldest senior sister, Luo Bing occasionally gives some pointers.

As for Hei Ting, if you don't look carefully, you can't feel his existence at all.

"Shua——", the short sword stabbed out, making a sound.

This is the basic sword technique of Mo Sect, and everyone starts with this set of sword techniques.

The same stab, you can tell from the sound whether you use it correctly.

Luo Bing walked to the side of the little junior sister, took the short sword from the little junior sister, and showed a doting and smile on her innocent face, saying: "Xiao Qiu, you are not doing it right, let the second senior sister teach you."

As she said, she stabbed her arm forward, and the short sword made a sound of breaking through the air, which was much crisper and louder than Xiao Qiu's.

The round-faced little chicken listened to the sound, and his eyes lit up.

"I know!" She shouted in a baby voice, and then smiled crookedly like Crayon Shin-chan.

Then, "Shua——", it was still wrong.

"Ah! Which little stupid pig is wrong again?" Luo Bing said with a smile.

Xiao Qiu was so angry that she was waving her teeth and claws.

Li Nanwei, who came here and looked at this scene, couldn't help but say: "Master Lu, the atmosphere of Mo Sect is really enviable."

"Oh? Isn't Jian Sect like this?" Lu Chaoge asked.

When he played "Tianxuanjie" in his previous life, he didn't go to Jian Sect much, so he didn't know much about Jian Sect.

Li Nanwei shook his head and said nothing.

Lu Chaoge could probably imagine that Jian Sect was a place where talents arose in large numbers. The most terrible thing was that there were always some people in this world who were more talented than you and more hardworking than you. Therefore, the overall atmosphere of Jian Sect should not be relaxed.

Just like some key high schools, when get out of class was over, there was no laughter in the corridor. Many people were reading books and doing exercises in the classroom, racing against time.

He couldn't say whether it was right or wrong, but he felt that the style of Mo Sect was more pleasing to him personally.

After seeing Lu Chaoge, everyone saluted, and then the younger generation also saluted Li Nanwei with a sword.

Luo Bing looked at Li Nanwei and Lu Chaoge coming here together, and her heart tightened.

Especially today, Li Nanwei was wearing a tight outfit, which was a little tight, making the height of a certain part more obvious, making Luo Bing feel a little dizzy.

"Why is this massage not effective?" Luo Bing couldn't figure it out.

She didn't get better day by day.

Is it really necessary to do what the old mother said, and ask others to massage?

But fortunately, although Luo Bing is not as good as Li Nanwei, she still has her own master to support her. She said that she has found psychological comfort.

Li Nanwei looked around at everyone, first skipped Heiting, then looked at him again, and frowned slightly.

Lu Chaoge noticed the change in her expression. He knew that Li Nanwei was very straightforward and didn't know how to pretend. She must have noticed something wrong, so he asked, "Miss Nanwei, what's wrong?"

Li Nanwei looked at Heiting and said, "Master Lu, there is one thing that Nanwei doesn't know whether to tell or not."

If it wasn't about her eldest disciple, Lu Chaoge would definitely reply directly - then shut up.

"Miss Nanwei, please speak." Lu Chaoge said.

Li Nanwei looked at Heiting and said, "Master Lu, Nanwei knows a little about qi reading. There is a wisp of hazy black qi spreading in the green qi of this disciple."

Lu Chaoge heard this and glanced at Heiting.

Heiting's face was normal. He didn't care about this matter as much as before because his inner demons had gone.

Lu Chaoge didn't know whether Li Nanwei really only knew a little bit. He remembered that the half-blind old man didn't say that there was a wisp of hazy black qi, but that the black qi was spreading all over the sky!

"So it's this little thing." Lu Chaoge waved his hand, not knowing whether he was talking to Li Nanwei or his own disciples, and said, "I never believe in fate."

Li Nanwei felt a shock when she heard this.

"Then what is fate in the eyes of Sect Leader Lu?" Li Nanwei asked.

Lu Dongli heard this, glanced at Li Nanwei, and wailed in her heart: "Ah, don't give my brother a chance!"

Sure enough, Lu Chaoge smiled crookedly and said lightly: "Fate is an excuse for the weak, and luck is a humble word for the strong."

After Lu Chaoge finished speaking, he lightly tapped his toes, flew onto the ring, and made a gesture of invitation.

Li Nanwei listened to his previous words and was a little absent-minded. It took a long time for her to react, and she jumped onto the ring with a big sword on her back.

Everyone knew that these two people were going to compete.

According to the rules, Li Nanwei had to suppress her cultivation to the same level as Lu Chaoge. She pinched her fingers together with the Daoist formula, sealed her cultivation, and suppressed her realm to the first level of the second realm.

The round-faced chick was the most excited person present. She was so excited that she didn't dare to blink her big round eyes. She tried her best to open them wide, and her eyebrows were flying.

Her two little fists were clenched tightly, and her butt was slightly raised. She was the most anxious person present.

Lu Dongli looked at Lu Chaoge standing gracefully, and said in her heart: "Brother went down the mountain and reached the second realm."

Lu Dongli was a little numb to Lu Chaoge's breaking realm when he disagreed with her, and breaking realm for fun when he had nothing to do.

She now felt that her brother's heart of Tao was as solid as a rock, and his heart of Tao was clear, so he would not have bottlenecks?

Lu Chaoge held [Not Late] horizontally in front of him. Everyone agreed to only compare one sword, and he would not draw his natal sword as usual.

He had sealed the sword for nine years, and he had his own wonderful use.

Li Nanwei's sword suddenly came out of the sheath, the sword light was dazzling, everyone felt as if there was a sky full of white snow in front of them, reflecting the sun's brilliance.

This is Li Nanwei's sword intent.

Since it was only a sword fight, Li Nanwei would not hold back.

Although she suppressed her cultivation to the second level, she did not intend not to use the sword intent, even though she did not even touch the threshold of the sword intent in the second level.

Lu Chaoge did not care, he knew that Li Nanwei currently had an obvious weakness.

This weakness, the sword master had already seen it, but he did not say it.

The master's silence must have a deep meaning.

It was not until Yu Yue and Li Nanwei fought against each other in the same sect that Yu Yue, whose cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, defeated Li Nanwei, that Li Nanwei realized this weakness.

It was also from then on that she felt that her junior brother had grown up, really grown up.

The relationship between the two slowly began to show some signs.

Lu Chaoge had watched the video recorded by the players in the forum about that duel. After the duel, Jian Zun even commented on it personally. Therefore, Lu Chaoge knew clearly where Li Nanwei's loopholes were.

If there are loopholes, use them!

Use your sword to deal with her loopholes!

"Gengwei!" Lu Chaoge muttered in his heart.

The "Not Late" in Lu Chaoge's hand drew a strange arc in the air. In the snow-white sky, an inky airflow was generated, as if a stroke was directly drawn on the white scroll.

This stroke was very freehand and eye-catching!

The ink and the snow blended together, and then disappeared without a trace.

The two people who had just moved forward passed each other after the double swords clashed.

"Draw?" Li Nanwei did not expect this result.

But her consciousness had been covering the entire ring, and she immediately discovered the abnormality in her body.

She raised her left hand and gently touched the soft and slender waist.

There was something missing here.

She looked back in surprise, only to see Lu Chaoge with his back to her, raising his right hand.

"Miss Nanwei, you dropped something."

There was a small wooden sign between his index and middle fingers.