Wulin Mengzhu

Chapter 28

Let's not mention how Su Xiaowu returned to the main position under the eyes of everyone admiring, and let's not mention how Shang Wenrong felt in the arms of the senior brother, and let's not mention how many people came up after this After a contest of martial arts, the sun moved westward little by little.

Finally, it was almost dusk, and no one jumped out to challenge again. Shang Juncheng stood up and announced: "Jing Zhao from the Hengshan School and Yuan Bupo from the Huashan School are on stage."

Amid the long-awaited cheers from the crowd, the two young leaders of today's Jianghu finally stood on the stage.

Yuan Bupo was obviously affected by Shang Wenrong's "injury" before, and his face was obviously covered with a layer of gloom.Everyone thought that he was worried about the injury of the junior sister, because Shang Wenrong hadn't woken up for a long time.Only Su Xiaowu knew that Yuan Bupo couldn't figure out why she could easily defeat Shang Wenrong.

Yuan Bupo's two feet are different, and he stands tall and straight like a pine and cypress on the Qinglong ring.Immediately aroused a burst of cheers, adding to its prestige.

Su Xiaowu focused on the silver-white long sword on Yuan Bupo's waist.According to what Xia Sheng said, this long sword, which is several inches longer than ordinary sabers, is named "Quixue", and it was assigned by the previous generation of Huashan sect's head.At that time, he was well-known in the Jianghu, and it was passed down to Yuan Bupo's generation, because of his heroic actions in the Jianghu, killing demons and killing demons.

Jing Zhao was still dressed in gray and black robes, standing on the other side with a cold expression, as if victory or defeat was indifferent to her.

The aura exuded by the two people on the stage infected everyone in the audience, and they all felt the urgent situation where the storm is approaching, and the battle between masters is at stake.Everyone held their breath and watched with all their attention.

Su Xiaowu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and calmed down to watch the last match of this tournament.God, it's only been a few days, how many things have happened?Thanks to her God's blessing, she can get through without any danger.Su Xiaowu suppressed the restlessness in her heart, and calmly looked straight ahead at the upcoming dragon-tiger fight... oh, it's the dragon-phoenix fight.

Jingzhao leaned her left shoulder forward slightly, bounced her right foot, stepped forward with her left foot, and swooped towards Yuan Bupo with her whole body. Her right hand was turned behind her back, and her left foot had just stepped forward three feet.

At the same time, Yuan Bupo's hand grasped the cold hilt of Quen Xuejian.

Jingzhao, the world-renowned Hengshan Kuaijian draws a small semicircle from its back, and the tip of the sword points flatly at Yuan Bupo's throat five feet away. The left foot bounces, and the right foot moves forward like lightning, just like an eagle , swooping down on the rich food.The afterglow of the setting sun swayed from the sword body from all angles.

Su Xiaowu couldn't help but change her face. It wasn't until today that she found out that Jingzhao obviously didn't show her true skill in the previous competition.Fortunately, I didn't let Xia Sheng face it head-on, otherwise I wouldn't know how I lost.

Yuan Bupo narrowed his eyes slightly, he couldn't see Jingzhao, but he could see her sword coming straight from several sword shadows.

Jingzhao's sword tip was like a bit of cold star, rushing towards his throat.

There was a low whistling like a dragon's chant, and there was a long rain of swords in the field. The Quenxue sword was unsheathed, and the sword technique it used was three points faster than the Hengshan Kuaijian.

Su Xiaowu couldn't see anything for a while, she only felt that there were sword shadows in front of her eyes, and the roar of swords filled her ears.

"boom!"

The two of them collided with each other with their internal forces, and at the same time they unscrewed. When the distance was about two feet away, they stopped spinning as quickly as they had agreed to, and stood upright, facing each other head-on.

The audience burst into applause.

The two looked at each other.It seemed that there was no applause at all, and it was more like no one was watching the battle at all, and only the opponent was in each other's eyes.

Su Xiaowu's blood boiled with excitement, and she couldn't help blushing when she thought of her previous competition with Monk Wenrong.This is the real contest, what is her?
As everyone knows, her inscrutable left a deep impression on everyone's hearts.On the contrary, it is more memorable than such a close match.

Shang Juncheng nodded slightly in satisfaction, at this moment he still did not forget to turn his head to see Su Xiaowu's reaction, but found that the expression on his face was still indifferent, and his heart shivered.Thinking of the inexplicable defeat of his beloved daughter just now, the joy that his lover had a slight upper hand at this time can't help but dilute a bit.

He obviously didn't see Su Xiaowu's hand touching Shang Wenrong's body, could it be that her mysterious boxing technique has been practiced to the point where she can hurt people from a distance?When did Emei have such a powerful palm technique?When did he train such a powerful disciple?
And just now he didn't find any damage to Shang Wenrong's body, and he couldn't find out why when he asked her, but he just kept his head down with a blushing face and didn't say a word.Could it be that Su Xiaowu is really capable of some evil methods?
Thinking about it, Shang Juncheng looked at Su Xiaowu with some changes.

I was thinking about it endlessly, and the situation in the field changed again at this time.

Jingzhao attacked again with the driving sword, and the two figures fought into a ball.

Although Su Xiaowu was watching the contest from a close distance, her eyes were dazzled by the shadows of the two swords, and she couldn't see anything else. For a moment, she couldn't even hear the sound of the two swords touching each other.

"Ding" Yuan Bupo picked Jingzhao's sword edge.

Jingzhao's sword power could no longer be used.The only way to avoid it is to return to the situation of confrontation at a distance.

The cheers rang out.

Jingzhao's complexion suddenly turned pale, followed her eyes to her nose, her nose to her heart, and it took a while before she returned to her previous appearance.

Even if Su Xiaowu doesn't understand martial arts at all, she also knows who won at this moment.After all, Yuan Bupo on the other side was still standing there with a big face, with a modest smile on his face.

Jingzhao's eyes flashed coldly, staring at Yuan Bupo and said: "I haven't seen you for a year, Junior Brother Yuan's martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds again." Since Su Xiaowu saw Jingzhao, it was the first time to hear her speak, her voice was as cold as ice, Words and sentences are like ice beads.

Yuan Bupo smiled slightly and said, "Senior Sister Jingzhao is the one who surprised Bupo. It seems that she has a new level of enlightenment in the way of swordsmanship. Why don't we compete again?"

Jingzhao snorted coldly, put the sword back into its sheath with a "clang", and said coldly, "Jingzhao lost."

Yuan Bupo seemed to have known that Jingzhao would say this for a long time, without any surprise on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "I have accepted."

Su Xiaowu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the loud applause in her ears, the martial arts tournament finally came to an end without any risk.

At the same time, a blue figure on the Huashan plank road was galloping upwards like thunder and lightning, looking up at the main peak deep into the sea of ​​clouds from time to time, with a sad expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)