I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

The competition has begun. Compared with the tense scene in the distance, the atmosphere in this arena is harmonious.

The audience outside the field did not see the conflict that the duel should have, but they showed appreciation when they listened to the sound of the piano.

Lei Jingxiu's image seems a bit reckless, but in fact he acts very cautiously.

The arena of the martial arts competition is wide. As long as you hide quickly enough, it is not difficult to escape from the threat of swords.

Sound can still travel.

The physical fitness of ordinary music cultivators is not as good as that of sword cultivators. It is normal for them to work hard to improve the speed of their movements to save their lives. As a music cultivator, Lei Jingxiu is also very fast.

While keeping a distance from Su Zuo, Lei Jingxiu plucked the strings as if no one else was watching. His careless expression and the sound of the piano under his hands were two extremes. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, ordinary people might have a hard time imagining that the sound like mountains and flowing water came from his hands. .

There was no need for you to chase after me. Su Zuo's pace quickly slowed down.

I will not move until the enemy is immovable.

The two faced each other from a distance. Su Zuo listened carefully to the sound of the piano for a while and nodded to him.

not bad.

Lei Jingxiu's expression was somewhat frozen: "Do you really listen?"

The attack of the sound of the piano is not limited to hearing, but everyone who meets Le Xiu wishes he could become deaf. I have never seen him so leisurely.

Su Zuo looked slightly surprised: "You don't want others to listen?"

Lei Jingxiu: "..."

He finally determined that the sound of the piano could not affect the other person's mood at all.

The origin of Ningbei is unknown, and his style is hard to tell which faction he belongs to, but his strength is even worse than the rumors.

His spirit remains unaffected in front of him. Whether this relaxation is real or fake, it is enough for people to see the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's trump card, which is unfathomable.

If it were a Dharma cultivator, a person at the peak of Yishan Realm might not be able to do this, not to mention that the other party was a martial arts cultivator who was least good at cultivating the spirit in the eyes of ordinary people.

The expression on his face that looked like he had not woken up became a little more serious, and the sound of the piano under his hand changed.

The spiritual power filled the air and turned into a dense tide, rushing toward Su Zuo in an instant, moving with her body shape.

Seeing that the girl's figure was about to be overwhelmed by spiritual power, everyone's expressions became solemn.

While dodging, Su Zuo suddenly realized and whispered: "It turns out it's the Tao."

"Tao Zhi!" The audience was shocked.

"The Qin Dao who has mastered Dao Ze is really powerful! I have never seen the Dao Ze of Qin Dao. It seems that this young man has a very deep training."

"The residual power of this piano sound is already so powerful. How can it be used on the battlefield? It has a large range and is fast. Can a person outrun the spiritual power?"

"...It seems like it's really possible. Ning Bei's speed can be even faster!"

The sound of the piano washed to the ground, and the spiritual array in the venue made a precarious buzzing sound.

Apart from dodging, this attack can only be countered with moves.

No matter how big the venue is, it is ultimately limited.

Su Zuo roughly tested the opponent's strength and became calm in dealing with him.

Lei Jingxiu's lyre is very powerful as a magical instrument, and with the blessing of Taoism, he is uniquely gifted as a lyre cultivator.

He was obviously not the stereotyped Le Xiu who was powerless. Su Zuo could not get close hastily, and the sword in his hand became more and more meticulous, guarding against the spiritual power that kept rushing towards her.

The smooth and continuous sound of the piano is mixed with sharp explosions.

Su Zuo remembered the sword intention that she had seen last night. This understanding was different from the sword intention that she understood during sword practice. She had not tested it herself and did not know how powerful it was.

Her current cultivation level cannot bring out all the power of the sword intention in the sword monument, but there are still very few occasions where she can practice it, and now is a rare opportunity.

Xiaojian said: "He has more spiritual power than you."

Su Zuo agreed: "It's suitable for sharpening knives."

If the attack of an ordinary music cultivator is like ordinary water flow, the sound of the piano assisted by Tao Ze is comparable to a waterfall, a test that ordinary people cannot resist.

The music became more intense, like a war song resounding on the battlefield.

The guqin in Lei Jingxiu's hand suddenly floated into the air and started playing spontaneously.

He stretched out his hand to the side, and a five-foot-long jet-black stick appeared in his palm. It hit the ring and made a loud sound like metal and stone colliding.

The audience was in an uproar, but upon reflection, it seemed reasonable.

Su Zuo was not surprised at all: "Oh."

Lei Jingxiu said seriously: "Don't get me wrong, I major in music."

Su Zuo also said like a big liar: "I major in swordsmanship."

After all, her master is a swordsman.

Lei Jingxiu: "..."

His attainments in the two paths are indistinguishable. In terms of attack power alone, the stick path is even stronger.

The weight of the long stick is obviously not light, otherwise it would be impossible for a Le Xiu to develop a body of tendons, but in his hands it is as light as if it is made of driftwood. The sound of wind passing through the air makes people can only stay away from it.

Xiaojian watched the fun: "Shouldn't you sharpen your sword? Come on!"

Su Zuo was in disbelief: "Didn't you see him chasing me? If he hits me, I will fly out!"

It's okay to fly casually, but if you fly outside the designated area for the competition, you lose.

As he spoke, the long knife in Su Zuo's hand struck into the distance. The guqin over there was still playing music by itself. The people in the audience were relaxed and happy, but the audience was inevitably upset.

It was a lie that he was not affected at all. Su Zuo had relied on Dao to resist for so long, but he still planned to solve it first.

The strong wind of the long stick approached behind her, and Su Zuo's figure suddenly jumped, just a little faster than the opponent's speed.

The stick technique in Lei Jingxiu's hand changed direction, and its power almost touched her. At this time, she took the initiative to step towards the long stick, and her spiritual power exploded. The attack failed, and the aftermath knocked Su Zuo's figure flying away.

boom!

The sword flashed, and the sharp sword strike struck the guqin against the spiritual current brought by the sound of the piano.

After landing, Su Zuo immediately turned around. Lei Jingxiu was already close behind her, and the iron rod was hitting her directly.

clang!

The blade of the knife in her hand touched the iron rod, and the heavy force immediately made her jaw numb. It was inevitable that a monk who had not practiced physical training would have his bones and muscles cracked by this force.

The two were separated at the first touch, and Su Zuo was swept away by the strong wind.

The force of the sword spread out, and the invisible edge rushed towards Lei Jingxiu in an instant. The sound of the piano was delayed for a moment by the previous attack of the sword, and the aura accumulated due to the music of the piano suddenly became much weaker.

Su Zuo felt that he could carry it again, so he continued to analyze the sword's intention attentively.

The heavy pressure of spiritual power made her control over the sword much stronger, and it seemed that she had stimulated a certain potential.

Seventy percent.

Until he used 70% of his sword intention, Su Zuo suddenly realized something. The sword move in his hand suddenly changed, and the formed sword slashed towards the opponent. The sword flashed across a line and struck Guqin at the same time.

Lei Jingxiu's pupils moved, and the trajectory of the iron rod almost formed a spiritual curtain.

The sword suddenly hit the spiritual curtain, but the light of the sword was completely unaffected. It flew out and landed on the guqin in an instant.

The guqin shook violently, and the sound suddenly stopped!

Lei Jingxiu's expression changed, and the lyre in the air disappeared.