The freehand brushwork is made of cursive script in painting, and is elegant and refreshing, and is driven by the thoughts of the pen holder. It is not bound by traditional brushwork and is imaginative.

With a "swish", Linghu Fei's blue robe on his chest was pierced by Lei Tianhan's right pen. When he was avoiding, he encountered a cold judge's pen in his throat, which was Lei Tianhan's left pen.

The audience was in an uproar, and the joy was thundering, and the waves were higher and higher.

Yueyang Academy Lei Tianhan won.

This freehand stroke of "Shocking One" also made Lei Tianhan famous in one battle, and since then, Lei Tianhan's name resounded over Lin'an City.

Lei Tianhan successfully entered the semi-finals of Nanyong.

The Duan Wang Yong Ruyu on the seat was a little relieved. It seemed that he had not made any mistakes in visiting Qi Mocheng last month. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and his handsome face became more and more heroic.

Long Qingyun's mind was still echoing the "joint writing" in Lei Tianhan's brushwork just now. The brushwork was neat and delicate, and there was also indulgent freehand painting, which was ever-changing and full of atmosphere. How to deal with the judge's brush when encountering Lei Tianhan's, Long Qingyun was in a deep and thoughtful way.

At the same time, Lei Tianhan's unrestrained and unrestrained brushstrokes and wild strokes also deeply infected Long Qingyun.

The heroic spirit and heroism can be expressed and bloomed through the judge's pen. This brushwork is direct and seems to be slightly different from the sword technique, but it is also the same destination.

The judge's pen expresses his thoughts as if he is splashing ink and brushing his brush. His heart is rumbling, and he can't help but be eager to try it. He wishes to face Lei Tianhan immediately and take a look at the magnificent strokes of "A Shocking Thousands of Strokes".

Long Qingyun seems mellow and innocent, but he is a clever person, but his mind has not yet been relaxed. Every experience and polishing can sharpen his mind; even if he watches the battle next to him, he can broaden his horizons and broaden his horizons.

At this time, Long Qingyun was like the morning light that had just revealed white fish belly, but the rising sun was gradually showing its vitality. Unconsciously, the cultivation of martial arts further improved.

When Bai Yunqi next to him saw Long Qingyun's thoughts, his face appeared with a clear look, his eyes were deep and vast as the sea, and his eyebrows were full of heroic spirit. He couldn't help but be amazed at his disciple's martial arts journey, which was a thousand miles a day.

The clear and energetic face suddenly felt relieved, and a childlike smile bloomed. Bai Yunqi's heart was empty and clear, which was also the reason why his chess skills were above Mo Tianyu. A calm mind could promote chess skills to reach a certain level, but to reach the peak, it also depends on talent and mind.

The eldest prince Yong Tan, sitting in the middle of the wooden chair, is Nanyong's top chess master. He played chess with Bai Yunqi two years ago, and Yun Danfeng beat Bai Yunqi's three eyes in a slight manner.

Bai Yunqi ranks among the top ten martial arts masters in Nanyong, and chess and chess are also the best in Songyang Sword Mansion. His mind is definitely not an ordinary person, but the eldest prince Yongtan beat Bai Yunqi in every move, which shows how high his mind is.

The prince attracted ministers and recruited talents, which was suspected of forming cliques for personal gain. This was a taboo by emperors of all dynasties.

The eldest prince Yong Tan was so smart that he didn't understand this truth. Half of the ministers in the court were his fans, and even Emperor Ningzong could not help but be afraid of him.

Among the princes, only the second prince Yong Yun can protest with him, but he was suppressed by the eldest prince Yong Tan, showing a decadent trend.

Since the founding of the Nanyong Kingdom, there are certainly disputes between "respecting culture and suppressing martial arts" or "respecting martial arts and suppressing culture" in the internal affairs; there are also disputes between alliances and constituencies in diplomacy;

Things in the temple were treacherous. When the Ningzong Dynasty is now intensified, the situation has become increasingly fierce. The Chongwen School, headed by Prime Minister Gu Jingxiu, and the Chongwu School, headed by Fan Hongzhang, the Minister of Rites of the Great Confucian Confucianism, compete with each other and win and lose each other.

In fact, this is also the result of the mutual checks and balances between Emperor Ningzong. The power of heaven is unfathomable, and Emperor Ningzong is also clear in his heart. The Chongwen School and the Chongwu School both have their own secrets, and they know many things well and are as clear as seeing the fire.

The two seem to be clear, but in fact they contain mystery. Behind the Prime Minister Gu Jingxiu is the eldest prince Yongtan, and behind the Minister of Rites Fan Hongzhang is the second prince Yongyun.

In recent years, the two have had a duel, and the eldest prince Yongtan has the upper hand.

At this time, on the martial arts stage, Lei Shijie of Tianfu Academy defeated Cui Hao of Hongzhe Sword Mansion, and warm applause came from the crowd, one wave higher than the other.

At this time, the rising sun hangs in the sky.

The sun shines on millions of light spots, shining on Cui Yushu, with a burly figure that is tall and powerful.

It turned out to be a young man who made a knife. His skin was dark, his hilt was pitch black, and his body was snow-white and transparent. Zhuoran stood in the middle of the martial arts field, and he felt a fierce and murderous aura.

In the third game, Gu Baiyu from West Lake Sword Academy vs. Leng Zhuofei from Jiangnan Academy.

On the far right side of the wooden chair, officials in the sixth-rank official uniform read Gu Baiyu's name, and the crowd was filled with joy. This is a popular candidate for the West Lake Sword Competition this year, and it is also a home game. The West Lake Sword Academy is adjacent to this place. There are indeed many disciples coming, and there are also many spectators coming from Lin'an City.

So the crowd was in a state of turmoil, and there was no match, but they only appeared, and shouts came one after another, which showed how popular Gu Baiyu was. Among the young generation of Lin'an City, how many men worshiped him, and how many women looked forward to him.

Even Tuoba Xi was amazed by Gu Baiyu's plump posture. This man was dressed in white, tall, with a face as beautiful as a jade, and a handsome and handsome man.

It makes people feel like "the young master is unparalleled in the world" at first sight.

Tuoba Xi withdrew her attention and looked at Long Qingyun beside her. In terms of appearance alone, Gu Baiyu was better, but fortunately, Long Qingyun was calm and had a pure and elegant temperament.

Maybe it's a handsome man in the eyes of a lover, it's so handsome

Tuoba Xi felt that Long Qingyun was better. His temperament of joy and anger was not reflected in his expression, and he had a kind of indifference that surpassed his age, and completely conquered his heart.

Thinking of this, my pretty face turned red, my cheeks fluttered, and my beautiful eyes looked at me, with a natural shyness.

Some people say that when a woman is most beautiful, she is shy, which should be Tuoba Xi’s current state. Long Qingyun suddenly saw Tuoba Xi’s shyness and his mind was rippling.

"The land of gentleness is also a hero's tomb." Long Qingyun suddenly looked away and looked at the martial arts stage.

A man wearing a white dress and handsome Gu Baiyu, Zhuoran stood a fierce young man, brave and strong, and exuded a masculine spirit. This person is Leng Zhuofei, the best among the new generation of disciples of Jiangnan Academy.

Leng Zhuofei held the sword in his hand, crossed his chest, and made a "Thunder Sword" starting move.

Suddenly, a sword was swung extremely quickly, which was the three thunder-running styles in the "Thunder Sword".

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was mixed with extremely powerful force, as fast as lightning, and as dreams as a fantasy as a piercing Gu Baiyu.

Gu Baiyu was calm and suddenly used the "Sword Shocking the Wind". The cold light on the tip of the sword was really an invincible sword, like the strength of the pine and the speed of the wind. He fought back against Leng Zhuofei's three thunder-running postures, with an elegant posture and a flowing and out-of-the-world posture.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

After three sounds, Leng Zhuofei took three steps in a row, Gu Baiyu took a step back, and Gu Baiyu really lived up to expectations, and his skills were obviously above Leng Zhuofei.

Leng Zhuofei smiled high, and his heroism suddenly surged. He stabbed seven swords like lightning. It turned out to be the "Seven Flying Thunder Styles" in the "Thunder Sword". It was fierce and cruel, with sword lights piercing Gu Baiyu from front, back, left and right, from all directions.

Gu Baiyu was wearing a white dress and was shrouded by countless sword lights. Gu Baiyu let out a clear roar, and the sword force suddenly opened and closed, and was elegant and majestic. More than a dozen cold lights appeared on the tip of the sword. It was the famous master of swordsman Gu Jianqiu, who was famous for his master of swordsmanship. His sword moves were sharp and domineering. He cut Leng Zhuofei's "Seven Flying Thunder Styles", and the remaining six styles were counterattacked.

The sword roared like a tide, and Gu Baiyu stood up like a mountain. Even though he ran towards Leng Zhuofei, the "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Wind" continued to pierce out, mixed with the thunderous momentum of thunder.

Just when there was no way to go, Leng Zhuofei held the sword in his right hand, followed the trend and avoided Gu Baiyu's "Thirteen Styles of Chasing Wind", held the sword in both hands in the air, and slashed at Gu Baiyu on his head and feet. He actually used a "Thunder Slash". This move is famous in sword techniques, and it was actually used in sword style. It can be considered innovative and has good results.

This sword also condensed the strength of the whole body, coupled with the momentum falling from the sky and its own weight, rushed towards Gu Baiyu with the pressure of a mountain jumping and cracking on the ground.

Gu Baiyu did not dare to underestimate him, stepped on the ground with his left foot and retreated seven feet, avoiding the attack from Leng Zhuofei falling from the sky.

Then he expanded his body and leaped into the air, with his right foot a little on the totem pole that was meter high. He thrust his body soared three feet high, like a flying fairy from the sky, rushing towards Leng Zhuofei.

"If you use your own way, you will treat your own body." They all went down the air, but Gu Baiyu used the totem pole that was meter high to make a second leap, which should be said that his mind was above Leng Zhuofei.

"Clang!" There was a harsh collision sound.

Gu Baiyu raised his sword and fell from the sky, mixed with the thunderous momentum. Leng Zhuofei hurriedly blocked the sword. The sword in his hand actually shook out, and his body was under this heavy pressure.

"Du thu!" He took a few steps back!

Seeing his sword falling to the ground, Gu Baiyu next to him stood up naturally, Leng Zhuofei looked ashamed, but was convinced of losing, and bowed forward and said:

"I lost!"

In the martial arts show, the crowd was thunderous and thunderous applause was heard, and one wave was overwhelming.

Gu Baiyu is handsome and handsome, and looks even more heroic after the war.

The eldest prince Yong Tan, who was sitting in the middle of the wooden chair, looked overjoyed. Although it was expected, seeing Gu Baiyu knocking down the other party's sword, it could be considered as injecting a dose of heart-boosting agent into himself.

It is obvious that Gu Baiyu is much higher than Leng Zhuofei in terms of martial arts and intelligence. It seems that this also shows that Gu Baiyu has a sense of standing out in today's game. In the next game, Gu Baiyu may have a great chance of winning the championship.

At this time, a girl in green had her eyebrows as far as mountains, her eyes as autumn water, her pink face and red lips, and her ice-skinned skin. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her delicate facial features were filled with a hint of pride.

It looks particularly outstanding among the crowd, amazing and extraordinary.

This woman is Fan Ruoqi, the daughter of Fan Hongzhang, the current Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Chapter completed!