Way of Choices

Chapter 83: Falling sword

(Important notice: Yesterday’s Zhou Chacha was actually Zhou Du|fu, this person is too important, and the result can’t be played. This is my diary.... Pain, Yi Du|Hu, five saints, all directions, There are a total of 14 of the strongest, this is the strongest, and I can’t change it. I have a headache. In addition, it will be available tomorrow... In terms of attracting subscriptions, it is most appropriate to stop in this chapter, but I will definitely be scolded, so today there will definitely be a chapter, after writing this paragraph... Subscriptions after they are on the shelf, I really ask everyone, hehe.)

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Hearing Mao Qiuyu's words, people remember the age of four people in the field.

The biggest Gou Han food, but only twenty years old.

Guan Feibai eighteen.

Chen Changsheng and Luoluo are smaller.

They are still some young people, some of them are in a secluded environment, some are sitting on the ground, and some, like Chen Changsheng, have not even succeeded in washing the marrow. Among the crowds who watched the battle on the stone steps in front of the temple, just a senior strongman , You can easily defeat them, not to mention the comparison with the emperor of Zhou Du | husband and Emperor Taizong.

But they are really young, so young that no one can confirm their future. Tonight they have shown a level of shock to the world. Who can claim where they will go in the future?

People quietly watched the sword wind and sword rain in the field, listening to the names of the moves, being silent and having complex emotions. In their view, the competition between the National Academy of Education and Lishan Jianzong tonight is actually no longer a victory or defeat. No matter how important, or put it another way-there will be no losers tonight.

However, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi don’t think so, and Luoluo and Guan Feibai don’t think so. On the sidelines, Thirty-six, who is more nervous than anyone else, and Elder Komatsugong, who is more and more grumpy, is the party’s national education college. He Lijian Jianzong only wanted to defeat each other.

I don't know how long it has passed.

really do not know.

The hundreds of people watching the battle and both sides of the field have forgotten the passage of time.

The speed of Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's speech has not slowed down, but his voice has gradually been hoarse.

The speed of Luoluo and Guan Feibai's moves has not slowed down, and it is still accurate and stable, but the breathing has gradually been rapid.

Finally, at a certain moment, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi simultaneously answered.

All the body methods, all footwork, all the sword moves have been exhausted, and the white stones come out.

I don't know when, the distance of more than ten feet between Luoluo and Guan Feibai has disappeared without attention.

The two faced each other, falling rain whip and the ordinary long sword, met in the night sky, silently.

This competition lasted a long time, and Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi stepped forward to the field respectively.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai used hundreds of sword moves, used countless body styles and footwork, and crossed the distance of more than ten feet.

At the last moment, the two sides met and the whips and swords touched.

This is not a tacit agreement, but a natural fit, so beautiful.

At this point, the sword trial finally met. It was not that the lamps were exhausted, but the setting sun, and it seemed to be the end.

Falling rain whip and that long sword have already met, since they can't use the true element, naturally they can't continue.

It's so fierce, and it can even be said that the dazzling contest is even in the end. This is really beautiful, and it is in line with the aesthetics of the monk.

The temple was quiet and silent.

After a long time, still quiet.

Then suddenly there was applause.

The applauded person was Dean Mao Qiuyu.

Then there was King Liu Liu, the bishop, and then everyone, including the head of Qiushan and Xu Shiji. His face was ugly, and he began to applaud.

The applause gradually sounded like wind and rain, with emotion and admiration in between.

People praised Luoluo and Guan Feibai's appearance in this test sword, and admired Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's profound knowledge and ability presented in front of the world, especially Chen Changsheng-many people looked at this teenager and were shocked to think This person really deserves such respect from His Royal Highness. If he could practice, wouldn’t he be the second to eat cold?

Master Bishop whispered a few words to Priest Xin behind him. Priest Xin took his orders, took his subordinates, walked to Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi respectively, and sent the Elixir of Elixir to the Palace-many people probably thought that Luoluo and Guan Feibai consumed a huge amount in this trial sword The bishop master understands that the loss of mind of Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi is really terrifying, especially that Chen Changsheng will not practice, and he cannot cultivate the true spirit. If he does not take the Elixir in time, he may not be seriously injured and may even stay. What sequelae.

Unexpectedly, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi did not take the panacea, nor did they even look at the panacea.

They still looked at the field, watching Luoluo and Guan Feibai.

The people watching the battle in front of the palace noticed the strangeness between the fields.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai did not withdraw their whip, nor did they withdraw their sword. They did not mean to leave the field.

The crowd was quiet again, looking at the scene with surprise, not knowing what would happen next.

Unwilling to accept a draw?

Isn't this competition over yet?

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Luoluo and Guan Feibai ignored the countless lines of sight that fell on them because they were all eyes closed.

Falling Rain Whip and that long sword met in the night sky, and then they did not separate.

They closed their eyes and felt the will and thought of each other with the slight tremor coming back from their palms.

The falling clothes were wet with sweat, and white smoke was blowing in the cold air of autumn night, and it looked like a fairy.

Guan Feibai closed his eyes, his brows were like swords, and drops of sweat dripped slowly between his brows and eyes, as if he was the last warrior on the battlefield.

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi quietly looked at the field, and their faces were pale, but they didn’t speak-they did everything they could, so Luoluo and Guan Feibai didn’t fail in the previous test sword, and now decided this The winner is no longer them, but they have fought for a long time.

Without any signs, Luo Luo and Guan Feibai opened their eyes at the same time.

The long sword swept up and walked away at will!

In the night, several white threads appeared suddenly, it was the turbulence of the blade cutting the air!

Gou Hanshi's eyes lit up.

He recognized that this trick did not belong to Lishan Jianzong, nor to any martial arts, only to Guan Feibai.

This is a sword technique created by Guan Feibai, named after his own name-Feibai!

Feibai is a method of calligraphy in calligraphy. Its power is like flying, connected with dry silk, and there is blank space in it!

This brushwork must be a dry brushstroke, a dry brushstroke, and a dry brushstroke!

This trick is certainly not the most powerful sword of Guan Feibai, but it is definitely the sword he has the deepest experience of himself!

From the inside to the outside of the hall, Guan Feibai, who has always been proud, has suffered too much humiliation and endured too long tonight. Even if he fought with this long trial sword, he always suppressed his anger, calm and even Said to ruthlessly follow the instructions of the elder brother, until the moment...

He suppressed for too long tonight.

Yes, he hasn't reached the final moment when the lamp is dry, because he hasn't moved the real element, but the anger and pride in his heart has been boiled down by time.

At the last moment, he finally released the momentum that had been suppressed for a whole night. This momentum was very powerful, so he could fly and also had a sense of boredom!

There is no need to use True Yuan. With such a powerful sword, he can defeat any opponent!

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The moment Guan Fei moved the sword, the drop also moved.

What kind of swords should she use in order to respond to the other party's record?

The rain whip was suddenly tense and extremely straight, like a carefully selected branch.

She stared at Guan Feibai's eyes, didn't look at it, ignored his sword, held the whip, and pierced forward without hesitation or hesitation!

Yes, there are no tricks, no changes, and no sword and momentum.

She held the whip as a sword and simply stabbed in the past.

The rain whip is like a tree branch, you don't need to rise, go straight forward, and then fall.

It was like Chen Changsheng was in the library of the State College of Education, holding that branch to pierce her body.

This thorn, of course, she did not use the real element, but in the night sky there was a buzzing sound of the air being cut.

I can imagine how fast she is.

I can imagine how many times she practiced this sting.

People didn't understand it before. Most of the disciples of Lishan Jianzong were born in bitter cold, so they practiced swords with great diligence and perseverance. As a sole emperor of the White Emperor, why did he suffer so much?

In Baidi City, no one dared to discipline her, naturally it was not taught.

Although Chen Changsheng dared to discipline her, but she was so clever and sensible, where did she need to manage?

There is indeed a stick in the National College of Education, but he has no other purpose than to guide her to run the true yuan.

Falling is practiced by myself.

Because of a reason she didn't want others to know, she began to be strong when she was sensible.

So she practiced very diligently, and she practiced swords very hard.

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Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi stared at the field silently.

The last sword of Luo Fei and Guan Feibai seems to have nothing to do with them, but actually still has to do with them.

Their guidance at Luoguo and Guan Feibai at the National College of Education and Jianzong Lishan will be reflected in this last sword.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai have the opportunity to show off this last sword, in fact, it is the result of their painstaking efforts.

Since a draw cannot be accepted, there will definitely be a victory or defeat.

Who wins and who loses? Is the sword stronger or the whip faster?

People looked at the field and looked nervous.

Guan Feibai's sword drew the night sky like a dry pen, and it was like a whip held by the god.

The falling whip pierced the night sky like a branch, and it was like a sword in the hand of the god.

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Jianqi.

Whipped.

The sword fell.

The whip did not fall.

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In Guan Feibai's eyes, there was a pain, and then he was occupied by incredible emotions.

He looked down at his chest, where the clothes had been broken, the rain whip was nailed like a sword, and the blood was slowly seeping out.

He raised his head to look down, shocked and angry, and wanted to ask something, but could not speak.

Blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

Luoyu Whip did not move forward, Luoluo had stopped.

His injuries were very light, and the blood spilled from the corners of his lips, not because of the falling whip, but because of many outbursts such as anger and unwillingness, which hurt his heart.

"Concession."

Luoluo withdrew Yuyubian, swiped his hand for a ceremonial gesture, and looked calm, turned to walk towards Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng looked at Gou Hanshi across the night and bowed slightly, waving his hand in salute.

Gou Hanshi was silent for a moment, and pressed his hand in return.

Chen Changsheng looked down, slightly pale, with a smile on his face.

Watching him laugh, Luoluo also laughed happily.

This trial sword is finally over.

The outcome is divided.

Luoluo defeated Silu Guan Feibai.

The National College of Education defeated Jianzong Li.

Where do people think of such results beforehand?

The audience was silent.