Gu Yuan took out a black iron sword from his storage ring.

"I don't know why you hate me." He held the hilt of his sword, moving slowly.

The sword in his hand is not sharp, strictly speaking, the blade is not very good, it looks a little blunt.

"How could I hate Senior Brother Gu Yuan? I have a lot of respect for Senior Brother Gu Yuan..."

There was a lot of displeasure in Qin Huan's eyes.Obviously, he's not very good at controlling his emotions.

"is it?"

"Of course, I'm counting on Senior Brother Gu Yuan to teach me how to use swordsmanship again today."

"You're too stupid to learn."

After Gu Yuan recited this sentence lightly, he took a step forward, the aura simply condensed in his hand, and Qin Huan also clenched the long sword in his hand, he used the sword technique of Xuetushan, It is the same faction as Luo Guxue.

All the disciples in the audience held their breath and watched the battle seriously. Although it might not be too exciting, it was still interesting.

Everyone is looking forward to the moment when a genius falls, and maybe stepping on it will make them feel ecstatic.

But after half a stick of incense, everyone was dumbfounded.

Qin Huan's swordsmanship is not top-notch in Lingzong, but it is definitely at the upper-middle level, but every time he swung his sword, Gu Yuan happened to dodge it lightly, and the black iron sword in Gu Yuan's hand , can always fall on him from various weird angles.

Although it was only barely cut above the aura shield, the mystery in it was enough to startle many people.

Isn't he dead?

"Brother Gu Yuan, how much spiritual energy do you have to consume with me?"

"I should be the one asking you this sentence."

Gu Yuan shook his head helplessly, shifted his body to avoid the stabbing sword, and muttered, "I shouldn't have offended you before, so I'll just think you're jealous of me."

"However, there's nothing shameful about it, you want to step on me now and gain more fame, that's also a reasonable thing.

In fact, it doesn't matter at all, it's good to be a stepping stone for you, but your mentality is not good, your swordsmanship is also bad, your hand holding the sword is unstable, and your sword intent doesn't have any sharpness. Blood, how many people have you killed? "

The sword in front of him was stabbing at him, but Gu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids, he just tilted his head calmly to avoid it, "How many Lingzong assessment tasks have you done? Ah? Have you ever killed evil cultivators? Have you ever been robbed of your wealth by casual cultivators? Have you ever fought with others for fortune?"

"Your sword has no blood, your heart is not calm enough, and you are too impetuous. You have to practice for a few more years."

Gu Yuan waved the black iron sword in his hand casually, every blow of the blade landed on the weakest part of Qin Huan's aura, his aura shield was broken, but luckily the sword in Gu Yuan's hand was not sharpened, At most, it will leave traces of bruises.

a sword...

two swords...

Ten Swords...

With every sword that Gu Yuan made, Qin Huan had no chance to fight back. If he had used a better sword, Qin Huan would have been chopped into a puddle of mud by now, and he wouldn't even have a chance to catch his breath. half point.

Qin Huan started to freak out.

"The more impatient you are, the more unstable your sword will be. You should use your sword with the mentality of killing me. Calm down and learn to be calm."

Gu Yuan read it word by word, but it was obvious that Qin Huan, who was opposite him, had completely lost his mind, and his spiritual energy began to overflow wildly.

Not just attached to the sword edge, but started to form turbulence around him, and a flame started to burn. He is a fire spirit root, which is quite normal.

"It seems that you can't learn."

The black iron sword in Gu Yuan's hand suddenly flipped over in a strange posture, let go, was held tightly by him again, and stabbed forward fiercely. This is the simplest and most basic thing that every monk who learns swords must learn Introductory sword skills.

It seems very simple.

But this sword pierced Qin Huan's chest.

Gu Yuan grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out violently, bleeding profusely.

And Gu Yuan had already dodged just right, not a single drop of blood splashed on his body, he stood on the edge of the ring, watched Qin Huan's eyes widen, lowered his head, and looked at the bloody hole in his chest, he seemed to want to Say something more, but you can't make a sound. In the end, you can only let out a hoarse roar, and then fall to your knees.

All the disciples in the audience stretched their necks, their faces pale, imagining what would happen if they took Qin Huan's place instead?

The black iron sword in Gu Yuan's hand, also because of this last blow, could no longer carry the spiritual energy, and turned into fragments all over the place.

The elders of the Lingzong who were watching the battle from above rushed up to the Sword Discourse Arena to check Qin Huan's injuries. Of course, Qin Huan couldn't die, Gu Yuan didn't kill him, but even if he was fed the best elixir , and he has to recuperate on the bed for a month, and there is no possibility for him to participate in the next Lingzong Grand Competition.

"Did I win?"

Gu Yuan raised his head, looked through the rain curtain in front of him, and looked at the Lingzong elder in front of him.

"Competing among peers, don't be so vicious next time." The Lingzong elder warned him with a serious expression.

"Okay." Gu Yuan nodded, and slowly walked down the Sword Discourse Arena.

On the stands, Ning Qingyao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Luo Guxue seemed to be in a daze, she remained silent for a long time, until Gu Yuan disappeared from sight.

……

The lanterns in the courtyard were lit.

Gu Yuan lights lanterns all year round. The light from lanterns is not too dazzling for him. There are always one or two lights in the dark. He likes to listen to the rain. He made a pot of tea for the first time and added a few drops to it. Blood, just treat yourself as a reward.

When the sound of footsteps sounded in his ears, Gu Yuan hurriedly drank the cup of tea, his eyes switched to the bat lying on the door again, and he saw Luo Guxue in a black dress.

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Because Luo Guxue's black dress is very good-looking, and it's not just that, the suspenders and the frilly skirt are obviously the style he drew for Ning Qingyao before, she found someone to make it, and then gave it to her Luo Guxue?

Gu Yuan likes this skirt very much, because Luo Guxue has a slender figure, her skin is white and greasy, but it is just right, so tender and tender that it seems to be glowing. Her long legs under the skirt are dangling in the night, The jet-black hair danced lightly, walked to the door, and knocked lightly.

"Enter."

Luo Guxue pushed open the door and saw Gu Yuan who was sitting under the eaves enjoying the rain.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella in her hand, she walked in front of Gu Yuan. After a moment of hesitation, her pink lips moved slightly, "Qin Huan deliberately mocked you because of me."

"because of you?"

"Qin Huan belongs to Lin Jianxiao."

"Who is Lin Jianxiao?" Gu Yuan looked at Luo Guxue in confusion.

Luo Guxue's eyes were cold, "You don't know?"

"I've been in this yard for two years, and I don't ask much about it, so how would I know?" Gu Yuan smiled helplessly.

"Lin Jianxiao is from Qingfeng Mountain, and was your junior brother before, but at that time he hadn't comprehended the current Qingfeng Sword Intent.

So it is not known to many people. Two years ago, he comprehended Qingfeng Sword Intent, and now his cultivation base is only below mine. "

"Ok?"

"He wanted to become a Taoist partner with me, but I rejected him." Luo Guxue explained the cause and effect in one sentence.

"That's why Lin Jianxiao felt dissatisfied because I got closer to you during this period of time, and asked Qin Huan to humiliate me. That's probably what he meant, right?"

"Yes."

"Then what is your purpose for coming to me?" Gu Yuan looked up at Luo Guxue.

He had kept his head down the whole time.

Well, she was taking a sneak peek at Luo Guxue's slender and straight snow-white legs.

"Lin Yuxiao is very powerful. If you meet him, just admit defeat and I will deal with him." Luo Guxue said softly.

Gu Yuan smiled helplessly, "You hoped that I would not be so decadent, so I made a move, and now you want me to simply admit defeat, Luo Guxue, what exactly do you want from me?"

When Luo Guxue heard his words, her body trembled slightly, she turned her face away, "So... did you fight in the Lingzong Grand Competition because of me?"

Gu Yuan was startled.

broken……

"It doesn't count, I just want to win a game or two."

"Then when you meet Lin Jianxiao, just admit defeat."

"Okay, okay, it's late at night, go back and rest earlier." Gu Yuan smiled lightly.

Luo Guxue glanced at the still warm tea in the teapot, the tea was still steaming, she bit her lip lightly, turned around, held up the oil-paper umbrella, and left Gu Yuan's small yard.

Chapter 9 Luo Yesheng

"Luo Guxue really treats you differently."

Just as Gu Yuan put away the teapot in his hand, there was a crisp, playful voice in his ears. He raised his head and looked at Ning Qingyao who was standing at the gate of the yard, "Why are you here?"

"I'm just curious about where Luo Guxue will go late at night, as expected, she came to look for you."

Ning Qingyao had already bouncing up to him, as if she had discovered some shocking secret.

But Gu Yuan's expression was very calm, "The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. She just came to remind me that if I meet Lin Jianxiao in a sword fight with me, let me just admit defeat. You know, she has always been a very gentle person. .”

After Ning Qingyao heard the name Lin Jianxiao, she probably figured it out.

"So you listened to her?"

"Ah."

"That's good. After all, Lin Jianxiao has already comprehended the sword intent. Even in our Sword Sect, there are only a few monks who comprehend the sword intent." Ning Qingyao sighed helplessly.

"What are you sighing for?"

"I don't want to see you look ashamed." Ning Qingyao raised her head, "How about I give you a magic weapon, so you can fight with him?"

Gu Yuan smiled helplessly, "It's no good to win."

"But you promised me to be in the top three."

"When did I promise?" Gu Yuan spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Ning Qingyao raised her snow-white calf and stepped on his foot. When Gu Yuan dodged, she stepped on nothing, and the resentment in her eyes grew even worse.

The two looked at each other for several seconds. Ning Qingyao crossed her arms and finally sighed helplessly, "It's up to you, I won't force you, but can you tell me the truth, what the hell are you... Cultivation?"

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"Well, it will be very powerful when you are full. If you are not full, you can't even beat the foundation building period."

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