Tour the world of martial arts

Chapter 138
Self-confidence, of course, does not represent everything.

Which swordsman does not believe in the sword in his hand?

Doesn't Ximen Chuuxue believe that he can win?

Naturally, Lu Xiaofeng would not panic just because Zhao Mingyuan was confident that he could win.

However, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the four masters standing outside the door with a look of surprise on his face.

After all, Zhao Mingyuan did not hide his whereabouts, and people kept coming to visit.

Occasionally, after being rejected, there are people who act aggressively, and they have also shot.

It happened that when Lu Xiaofeng came, he saw it once.He found that the kung fu of these four people was by no means inferior to his own, or even more so.

But such a master is actually guarding the gate for Zhao Mingyuan?

Moreover, there is no grievance or dissatisfaction on their faces, but they are all confident and convinced.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng knew that they naturally firmly believed that Zhao Mingyuan would win, and they just didn't want anyone to disturb him.

Lu Xiaofeng felt that these people should be members of the Demon Cult. It seemed that Zhao Mingyuan had subdued the Western Demon Cult in recent years.

He has checked carefully, Zhao Mingyuan always leaves Jiangnan for a few months every year, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Lu Xiaofeng thought he had gone to the Western Demon Cult, so naturally he couldn't guess that Zhao Mingyuan had gone to sea.

But it's pretty much the same at first, aren't they all secret organizations?

But no matter which organization, it has already shown that Zhao Mingyuan's martial arts are so high that it is convincing.

Of course, that was not the only thing that worried him.

It's because now he can't see through Zhao Mingyuan.

Yes, he couldn't see through.

Whether it's Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuuxue, he feels as sharp as a sword.

The masters that Lu Xiaofeng met before all have their own characteristics and temperament, that is, the wooden Taoist next to him, the old swordsman who once gave him great pressure, although he knew that he was invincible, Lu Xiaofeng could still feel his strength .

But Zhao Mingyuan, who is sitting in front of him now, has long since lost the arrogance he had when he was a rich man, and he no longer showed his sharpness after his great advancement in martial arts three years ago. Instead, he is as quiet as the deep sea.Even though there are strong winds and waves on the sea surface, the bottom of the sea remains the same.

Even Lu Xiaofeng felt that Zhao Mingyuan had an extra bookish air, as if he was just a young man who had read a lot of poetry and books, without any danger at all.

You must know that Lu Xiaofeng's consonant finger already has excellent five senses, so he can deal with attacks from all directions.

And Lu Xiaofeng almost had intuition.

But even so, he didn't perceive any dangerous aura on Zhao Mingyuan, as if he was really an ordinary son.

But everyone knows that this is impossible.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that this kind of Zhao Mingyuan was even more terrifying.

Back to Basics.

A word popped into Lu Xiaofeng's mind.

Although, almost every martial artist has heard this word, and imagined this kind of realm.

But in Jianghu, Lu Xiaofeng has never met anyone who fits this realm.

He saw it today.

If there is anyone who fits this term, probably only Zhao Mingyuan.

Lu Xiaofeng had never met Wu Ming, so he could only guess like this.

Zhao Mingyuan's changes in the past few years are too great, and his progress is too fast, which makes Lu Xiaofeng terrified.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng discovered another blind spot.

He was just surprised that Zhao Mingyuan had improved so fast in the past few years.Just now, he suddenly discovered that he had known Zhao Mingyuan for six years, but during these six years, Zhao Mingyuan's appearance had hardly changed.

Six years ago, Zhao Mingyuan looked like he was in his twenties, but now his temperament has changed slightly, but his appearance has never changed at all. He is still so young and full of vigor.

This discovery made Lu Xiaofeng's heart skip a beat.

Although, people with profound internal strength will naturally delay aging.

Even people like Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue who are in their thirties still look the same as when they were in their twenties.

However, if you look carefully, you can still find that there have been changes from a few years ago.It's just that compared with ordinary people, the changes are smaller, and it's not easy to see.

But now that Lu Xiaofeng observed carefully, he really couldn't see any signs of Zhao Mingyuan getting old.

That must be a more brilliant inner strength method.

Lu Xiaofeng was completely desperate.

Whether it is internal strength, swordsmanship or realm, Zhao Mingyuan is absolutely not inferior to Ximen Chuuxue, and even surpasses it in all aspects.He really couldn't think of how Ximen Chuixue could win Zhao Mingyuan.

It's really high when you look up, and deep when you drill!

The more he knew about Zhao Mingyuan, the more desperate Lu Xiaofeng became.

In fact, before coming to see Zhao Mingyuan, Lu Xiaofeng had already gone to Ximen Chuuxue.

But in the old courtyard of Hefangzhai, Ximen's house, he didn't see Ximen Chuuxue.

Tomorrow is February [-], it is impossible that Ximen Chuuxue has not arrived in the capital yet.Then he was deliberately avoiding Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng secretly sighed in his heart, maybe Ximen Chuuxue had really given up all his feelings, didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, and just wanted to concentrate on fighting swords.

Compared to Ximen Chuuxue, the god of swords, Zhao Mingyuan is more like an ordinary person.

But Lu Xiaofeng would rather face Ximen Chuuxue, the sword god, than a so-called ordinary person like Zhao Mingyuan.

If Ximen Chuuxue knew that his opponent Zhao Mingyuan was so powerful, what would he think?
It must be joy, Lu Xiaofeng thought to himself.

I'm afraid that even if I find Ximen Chuuxue and tell him how powerful Zhao Mingyuan is, he will still go to the appointment on time for the sword competition, even if the sword breaks and dies.

After all, that's who he is.That's what he did during the Battle of the Forbidden City.Still do it now.

Knowing that he is powerless to change all this, he can only organize funerals for his friends as before.Lu Xiaofeng left in a daze.

Looking at the back of Lu Xiaofeng staggering away, Taoist Mu asked curiously: "Are you sure you will win?"

Zhao Mingyuan smiled and said: "Could it be that you, the headmaster of the Wudang School, are still short of these taels of silver. You need to ask me whether I win or lose, and want to make a bet?"

Mu Taoist smiled awkwardly, "Who doesn't want money, but can you really win?"

Gongsun Lan next to him also looked over curiously.

Zhao Mingyuan replied again: "Of course, I must win!"

The two are at ease.

Soon, the news that Lu Xiaofeng left Yuelai Inn in a daze spread throughout the capital, and the number of people who bought Zhao Mingyuan's victory skyrocketed, causing Zhao Mingyuan's odds to plummet, but they still couldn't stop people from placing heavy bets.

After all, Lu Xiaofeng is Ximen Chuuxue's friend, everyone knows this, and the fact that Zhao Mingyuan chased and killed Lu Xiaofeng back then has already spread throughout the world.

Now after Lu Xiaofeng saw Zhao Mingyuan, he left in a daze.Doesn't that explain everything?
Even Ximen Chuuxue's best friend didn't think he could beat Zhao Mingyuan, so wouldn't the outcome of this duel be obvious?
The balance in people's hearts suddenly tilted, and no one believed that Ximen Chuuxue could win anymore.

(End of this chapter)