This hero will strike

Chapter 280
"drive!"

"drive!"

As Li Yu and the others ran wildly approaching, the dense forest ahead gradually thinned out.

Behind the dense forest, there are shadows of villa buildings, which can be seen clearly through the gaps in the forest.

The road gradually widened, turned a big bend, and went around the bend of the mountainside. A magnificent villa appeared in front of Li Yu and the others.

In front of the villa, there is a tall stone tablet with four large characters written on it, from top to bottom: Yushui Villa.

"Qin's Escort Bureau Li Yu was invited by a friend."

The black-grained horse rushed to the front of the gate of the villa. Li Yu rode on the horseback, bowed his hands in greeting, and said to the two young men guarding the gate.

The two young men standing in front of the gate of the villa were both wearing long swords and disciples' white robes with the word 'Yu Shui' printed on them.

This outfit is the most obvious, but they are not the general guards of the villa, but the disciples of Liang Wenjie of Yushui Villa.

"Friend Li came from afar, Yushui Mountain Villa is full of luxuriant plants, please use your sword to defeat my two senior brothers."

A disciple in a water-blue robe on the left cupped his hands and said.

Li Yu almost laughed out loud.

It stands to reason that the first half of the sentence is quite normal, and the second half of the sentence is directly about a fight.

But when that disciple said this, there was no hint of playfulness on his face, but very solemn.

Obviously, this is really the rule of Yushui Villa.

If you want to enter Yushui Villa, you have to compete first.

The implication of that disciple's words is also obvious, if even the two of them cannot be defeated, then the gate of Yushui Villa is embarrassing, and it is not open to ordinary friends from the rivers and lakes.

The meaning of the unspoken rules is to be so domineering.

"Which one of you will go first?"

Li Yu smiled and looked at the beauties on the left and right.

As for Li Yu himself, the two disciples at the door are not worthy of him personally showing his sword.

"Sister Qingyi, let me come!"

The woman in white, Bai Mei, smiled at Zhuo Qingyi and said softly.

There was a touch of anticipation on her face.

She has been practicing swords in Meiyuan Mountain Villa for a long time. Although she also has senior brothers and sisters to accompany her, everyone uses the same sword style and only a few moves. What's more, her martial arts are already higher than those of the senior brothers and sisters. There is no enthusiasm for sparring.Now in the arena, Baimei is still very eager to compete with others.

"Be careful!"

Zhuo Qingyi nodded and gave a warning.

"Please enlighten me!"

The figure in white suddenly jumped up from the back of the black-patterned horse, and then the white plum fell to the ground, appearing in front of the open field at the gate of the villa, with a plum blossom sword in his hand.

Baimei held the sword in her right hand and pinched the sword finger in her left hand. This was a habit she developed in Meiyuan Villa.

Now she is competing with swords in the arena, and her habit has not changed.

"it is good!"

The silent male disciple, wearing a light blue robe, walked into the arena.

Holding his sword and clasping his fists in salute, he said, "Yushui Villa, Guan Yu!"

"Qin's Escort, Baimei!"

Bai Mei paused, she originally wanted to report the name of Meiyuan Villa, but after thinking about it, she came with Li Yu on this trip, so it was naturally the name of the Qin's Escort Bureau where Li Yu worked.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two stepped on footwork and suddenly stepped forward.

In mid-air, the sword shadow flickered, and it struck six or seven times in an instant, bursting out sparks.

Baimei didn't rush to win, but fell into a stalemate with the opponent. This way of fighting was naturally to spy more on the opponent's swordsmanship moves.

"Miss Baimei's swordsmanship is really good."

Zhuo Qingyi's eyes lit up when she saw Baimei's sword technique.

Next, Baimei's swordsmanship did not disappoint her.

With a few fast attacks, there were bursts of swishing sounds in the air.

The dense sword light obviously blocked the opponent's sword moves.

"Meiyuan Villa's swordsmanship is really not to be underestimated."

Zhuo Qingyi secretly imagined that if she used the Changshengmen's 'Blast Wind Swordsmanship' to fight Baimei's Plum Blossom Swordsmanship, there would be no real chance of winning for a while.

She knew that the word "gale wind swordsmanship" was better than a fast word, the sword was like the wind, so it had to be fast.

However, the essence of plum blossom swordsmanship lies in the word plum blossom. People who have never practiced plum blossom swordsmanship or experienced plum blossom swordsmanship for the first time cannot understand the meaning of plum blossom swordsmanship.

Even Zhuo Qingyi just felt that her 'Blast Wind Swordsmanship' could not beat Baimei's Plum Blossom Swordsmanship.

But where she couldn't win, Zhuo Qingyi was still puzzled in her heart.This feeling is like looking at flowers in the fog, hazy, only a faint fragrance of flowers can be smelled.

But Li Yu was different.

Li Yu, who has been to Meiyuan Villa, had previously sparred with Baimei in Meiyuan Villa, and knew the changes in her 'Plum Blossom Sword Technique' along the way.

He also saw Baimei's intention at a glance, no longer seeking victory, but to spy on the opponent's sword skills.

It was also the first time Li Yu had seen Yushui Villa's swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Li Yu had a thought, and thought to himself: "Miss Bai is not seeking victory in this battle, but seeking a change in the opponent's swordsmanship. Could it be... Could it be that you called me!?"

When this little doubt flashed in Li Yu's mind, a new change suddenly appeared in the field.

A male disciple named Guan Yu stepped back and stabbed lightly with a sword, which was about to hit Baimei's left arm. Suddenly another male disciple who was guarding the gate shouted loudly: "Junior Guan, stop!" , you have already lost."

Guan Yu was taken aback by this sudden sound, it was so sudden.

But immediately, a sword tip appeared in front of his eyes, it was Miss Baimei's plum blossom sword.

Only then did Guan Yu come to his senses. Brother Mo reminded him that he had seen the failure of his moves.

"Accepted!"

The man in white, Baimei, stood with her sword in her hand, and said softly.

"Where, Miss Bai's swordsmanship is indeed higher than that of Guan, please give me some pointers."

The male disciple Guan Yu returned the sword into its sheath and retreated to the stairs.

Baimei sighed softly, she still planned to hang out with the other party for a while, to see all the other's swordsmanship moves.

It's a pity that halfway through the fight, it was broken by the opponent's senior brother.

Just when Baimei was secretly regretting, another male disciple, Mo Zhen, stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Miss Bai is good at swordsmanship, Mo Zhen wants to ask for advice."

"Brother Mo!?"

The male disciple Guan Yu shouted in surprise.

According to the rules of Yushui Villa, if you win a game, even if you are recognized, you can enter Yushui Villa.

But when Mo Zhen said that, it was obvious that he wanted to try it himself.

"Please!"

Baimei hastily agreed.

choke!
The male disciple Mo Zhen pressed the scabbard with his left hand and flicked it suddenly.

The sword scabbard shot straight at Baimei, and with a tap of the toes, the whole person jumped up and landed in front of Baimei.

After Baimei passed the scabbard, the long sword in his hand had already pointed at Baimei's chest, hitting by surprise.

Baimei quickly turned back her sword to block, protecting her vitals.

At this time, Li Yu, who was sitting on the black-grained horse, no longer had the calm expression before, but his eyes were closely watching the competition between the fields.

This male disciple named Mo Zhen, his cultivation in swordsmanship is obviously much higher than that of his junior brother Guan Yu.

It is obviously the same move, but its power is doubled.

"Water Control Sword!"

With a cold drink, Mo Zhen's long sword slashed in mid-air, just like copying water, and gently skimmed across the surface of the water.

The blade of the long sword slashed across Baimei's chest with tiny wavy curves strangely.

(End of this chapter)