The dark clouds slowly drifted to this place from the corner of the city, and people's eyes fell. The competition venue was green forest and the rivers and lakes gathered, with men and women, and their clothes were different, and their voices were undulating, which filled the eight wooden stakes over there like a stage.

Someone felt the gloomy vision and looked up at the sky.

"It's been cloudy this day. Could it be raining?"

"God, we are not picky about the time we gather together for martial arts."

"Stop talking, stop talking, look at Xiahou Sui gets up! The world's number one swordsman is just wondering if Zuo Zhengyang on that stake can be the world's number one swordsman."

Everyone looked at the martial arts field with a black hat and one-eyed mask, dragging a black robe and holding a sword. He was tall and the sword in his hand also belonged to the wide sword.

clang

The sword body was removed from the scabbard, Xiahou Sui lifted his robe and leaped into a wooden stake that was more than one meter long, standing with a sword with awesome momentum.

"Yan Chixia said that no one in the world is competing for swordsmanship. She is just using a sword. I have some attainments, so I would like to give you advice."

On the opposite side, Zuo Zhengyang opened his eyes slightly, and his expression when he talked to Lu Liangsheng was completely different again.

Since he fought a big monster like Pudu Cihang a few years ago, his martial arts have been no longer the same as before. He killed demons and wiped his sword and stepped into the Taoist practice. Now, there are fire spirit beads placed in his body, with all the limbs and bones, and all the meridians in his body, all of which are filled with fire spirit energy.

However, now he will not use anything from practicing Taoism, but will use real martial arts to defeat the other party and cut off the past!

Zuo Zhengyang raised his one arm, and the blade slashed through the air, and a vague sound of wind and thunder trembled.

"Please give me advice!"

The clouds blocked the last ray of sunlight. The moment they passed the knife, the wooden stakes under their feet shook, and two figures rushed over.

The first sound of the slut, and the next moment, everyone's ears were full of sluts. The intertwined metal cold lights were mixed with countless Mars bounced and splashed everywhere, and they were pounding like a slap in the iron.

It was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly. The two people who were wielding swords on the wooden stakes, stirring up a layer of sand and dust, forcing the people around them to raise their cuffs to cover up and wave.

At this time, the sky was completely cloudy. Lu Liangsheng didn't look at the wooden stake that was fighting wildly. The sand and dust rushed over, separated from one arm's distance, and rolled to other directions.

He pursed his lips tightly, staring at the paper, his brush quickly embellished, and the green ink eaves a cloud. After turning, he fell to the wall of the government office, with blue bricks and black tiles and stone lion palace gates outlined one by one.

Thinking of the injustice that Li Yishu encountered, he painted more focusedly.

‘Indigo thunder washes evil in the world’

When my wrist turned, I only left the tip of the pen to hook some lightning under the clouds. A gust of wind blew and rolled across the martial arts field. Everyone squinted their eyes and heard a loud thunder sound in the sky, exploded over the city, trembling in people's ears.

"It's thundering, how can I compare this competition?!"

Some people were blowing their hair in a mess, shouting in the wind, and some were saying: "It just so happened that the storm and thunder made us different heroes!!"

boom

The thunder in the sky exploded again. On the competition field, the wooden stake was shattered by a knife. The blade pulled and slashed out the falling wood chips, turning into a fan, and flew out with the long sword. Zuo Zhengyang was fierce and murderous intent. The tenacity of his will after his broken arm was like a god of war, dancing with a long soldier and slashing out in anger.

Bang!

The wide sword blocked the blocking shocked, pressing the sword body against Xiahou Sui's chest. The moment it was pressed on the cloth, the unimaginable internal force penetrated, and the robe was hissing and pulled several times, cracking and flying to the left and right. The whole person broke two wooden stakes like a cannonball, fell heavily to the ground, rolling out twice before stopping.

Huhu

Xiahou Sui gasped violently, climbed up from the ground with his sword body. The high-intensity fight almost exhausted his physical strength, but the opponent was not exhausted at all.

‘Why why he is like nothing is wrong?’

He lowered his eyes and his upper body was covered with fine knife marks, but his skin was cut. It was covered with some skin injuries and it would not take long to heal. Obviously, the other party showed mercy.

However, the dense wounds scared the people around the world. Some familiar friends came to support him. Xiahou Sui pushed him away and roared with red eyes.

"I'm fine, I can fight again!"

"Xiahou Sui."

On the other side, Zuo Zhengyang, who was standing steadily on the wooden stake, put away his sword and said with a heroic voice: "The winner has been decided, so there is no need to decide life and death. Zuo respects you, you are superb swordsmanship and can afford the second sword in the world. As for the first sword, it is Yan Chixia. If you have time, you can decide the winner and loser."

The voice echoed, and Xiahou Sui clenched his fist and wanted to go up again, but at this time he lost his face. He turned his face, clenched his sword and arched his fists, and squeezed out with difficulty.

"Xiahou Sui was defeated, say goodbye!"

Retrieving the scabbard, turning around and squeezing away with his shirtlessness, leaving quickly. The martial arts arena is now decided, and some people are not satisfied, so they cheered: "Since Zuo Daxia has a great sword, the scholar he came with has a sword hanging on the bookshelf, I think the sword technique is amazing, Xiahou! Why not challenge that person again!!"

Xiahou Sui, who squeezed into the crowd, stopped and turned sideways to look at the figure hiding among the crowd, as well as the old donkey with its tail, the bookshelf on the donkey's buttocks, a scabbard wrapped in shark skin, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with three big and two small red jades, which looked like it was not an ordinary person.

"Xiahou Sui, don't do anything randomly!"

Zuo Zhengyang suddenly shouted in anger and jumped off the wooden stake. He was anxious that Xiahou Suiruo had really challenged the scholars there, and he was afraid that he would not know how he lost. At that time, even the energy of practicing martial arts would be completely dissipated, and his martial arts would be useless.

However, his words were heard by others, but it had a different meaning: He was not good at martial arts, so don’t do anything randomly.

People around the world were joking and making noise, and many people crowded Xiahou Sui in the crowd and went up again.

"He also used a sword. Xiahou, if he lost a game, he would always find one game and save face!"

"That's right, if you don't dare, how can you still walk in the world in the future!"

"Don't listen to the great hero Zuo, that scholar should look good, he is a comparable opponent."

With a noisy whim, Xiahou Sui pinched the scabbard, looked at Zuo Zhengyang over there, and looked at the scholar who was still burying his head and painting without any expression.

‘Even if you can’t win, you will be able to keep your reputation by fighting one against two when it is spread.’

He gritted his teeth and pushed away the person in front of him, walked back, drew out his broad sword and pointed at the scholar who was painting there.

"Xiahou Sui was discouraged and wanted to give him advice again. Who is the brother over there, is he willing to come down to fight?"

Zuo Zhengyang frowned and sighed and turned his face away. Looking at Lu Liangsheng, the latter seemed to have not heard it. The pen and ink were still wandering in his hands. At this time, the whole picture of the government office was painted, and the surrounding residential buildings were also vaguely drawn out.
Chapter completed!