People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

"Mingxin, a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, please teach me!"

Mingxin came on stage and bowed to Wu Yu.

"Wu Yu!"

Wu Yu also nodded. Seeing that the other party was not Shi Feixuan, but another top-notch disciple, Wu Yu understood Fan Qinghui's plan. Naturally, they would lose, so it would be better to let other disciples lose than Shi Feixuan, the saint, lose. After all, Shi Feixuan represents the face of Cihang Jingzhai.

Seeing that both sides had introduced themselves, Xuanci, who was the host of the meeting, immediately announced the start of the competition.

As Xuanci finished speaking, Mingxin immediately drew out his long sword and attacked the other side. Since he knew that his strength was not as good as the other party, he might as well strike first. Maybe the other party was careless.

But she obviously thought too much. At the same time as she drew out her long sword, Wu Yu casually shot more than ten sword qi at the other party in an instant.

"Sword Qi!"

This move of Wu Yu can be said to have shocked many people in the martial arts world. Many people have never seen such a skill that can casually summon sword qi for the first time.

Although it was also said that the Duan family of Dali Kingdom also had a Six Meridians Divine Sword that could emit sword energy, most of the people present had never seen it, not to mention that the rumored Six Meridians Divine Sword could only emit six sword energies at most at a time, while Wu Yu could emit more than ten sword energies with just a casual wave of his hand. Obviously, Wu Yu's technique was more advanced.

"No wonder he doesn't use a sword, it turns out that he fights the enemy in this way!"

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to touch his beard out of habit, but he touched nothing, and then he suddenly remembered that he had shaved it off again a few days ago to confirm the news with Wu Yu.

Not to mention the shock of the people outside the field, Mingxin in the field saw that her opponent had the same idea as her, and she did not dare to neglect it at all. She dodged to the side in an instant, but because the speed of the sword energy was too fast, she still could not avoid all the sword energy. Seeing this, Mingxin could only wave the long sword in her hand to resist.

The sound of "ding ding dang dang" continued to ring, and one sword energy after another was shot down by her, making a metallic sound.

After finally blocking all the sword energy, Mingxin, who had not had time to catch her breath, was covered by sword energy again, and this time there were more sword energy and faster speed.

Seeing this, the people outside the field began to worry about Mingxin on the field. After all, it would be bad if such a delicate girl got hurt.

Sure enough, the audience's worries were justified. This time, facing more sword energy with faster speed, Mingxin was no longer spared. Although she had tried her best to dodge and resist, there were still several sword energy shooting at her. However, before the blood flowed out, the wound was already covered with frost, and it was still spreading to other places at a very fast speed.

Knowing that the opportunity could not be missed, Wu Yu sent out sword energy for the third time to kill Mingxin, who was already inconvenient to move.

"Stop, we lost this round!"

Seeing that his disciples were about to die, Fan Qinghui finally couldn't help but admit defeat directly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yu in the arena immediately withdrew the sword energy that was originally shot at the opposite side, and then shot all of it to a corner of the arena, and the arena that was pierced was covered with a thick layer of frost.

Many people were shocked by this scene. They didn't expect that Wu Yu's sword energy actually had an ice effect. No wonder the disciple of Cihang Jingzhai named Mingxin shivered a little after being injured by the sword energy. It turned out that he was frozen by the cold air.

Seeing Wu Yu stop, Fan Qinghui immediately ordered someone to bring Mingxin down, so the first match of the day after tomorrow's battle between the Power Gang and the Yin Gui Sect won.

Looking at the disciples who were helped off the stage, and then seeing Wu Yu walking down the arena slowly, and the large piece of frost on the side of the arena, Fan Qinghui flashed countless thoughts in his mind, and finally burst out a trace of murderous intent without concealment.

"The Demon Sect already has one Shi Zhixuan, and we absolutely cannot allow another one to appear."

Thinking of this, Fan Qinghui glanced at the four holy monks around him, and the four of them nodded in understanding. They were familiar with this kind of thing.

On the other side, Wu Yu, who was walking off the stage, seemed to have sensed something, and then looked at Fan Qinghui. Seeing that the other party had an unconcealed look, he immediately knew the source of this murderous intent, but he didn't care too much.

Since he entered the Yingui Sect, he has been destined to be an enemy of Cihang Jingzhai. Last time, it was just that Hong Qigong and his team arrived in time, and they were worried about being affected by the murderous intent, so they let Shi Feixuan and his team go. That kind of situation will definitely not happen again in the future.

After studying the classics of various schools these days, the originally uncontrollable murderous intent has been gradually suppressed by him. I believe that this hidden danger will be completely solved in a while.

Of course, if he knew that his well-behaved performance had aroused the other party's murderous intent, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

I did this because I didn't want to stand out so as not to attract too much attention from people with ulterior motives. But why did she think I was scheming? Is there something wrong with this old nun's brain?.

"Brother Wu, congratulations!"

Just as Wu Yu was about to leave and head towards his master's door, Lu Xiaofeng called him.

Wu Yu also nodded, then looked at the cool brother Haonan beside him and said, "This must be Brother Ximen, the new generation of sword god of the Ming Dynasty!"

However, Ximen Chuxue's next sentence almost broke his defense, "I want to fight with you!"

Wu Yu "..."

Seeing Wu Yu's confused face, Lu Xiaofeng could only cough a few times beside him to ease the embarrassment.

After a while, Wu Yu casually found a reasonable excuse, "My sword will only stab the enemy!"

After that, he ignored the three of them and walked straight back to the seat where the master's door was.

Just kidding, I'm not a martial arts fanatic, let alone a pure swordsman, why do I have to fight with him, it's thankless

Moreover, this was not in line with his low-key style. Otherwise, when facing Cihang Jingzhai Mingxin just now, he could have taken her away directly with one move of Sword Eighteen. Why did he bother to use two more moves? Wasn't it just to give people the illusion that he was not very strong? Although the final effect was somewhat different from what he expected, it was the result of his best efforts to restrain himself.

"Will the sword only be drawn towards the enemy?"

Ximen Chuxue murmured, and then recovered and stopped struggling. Although he really wanted to compete with the other party, as Wu Yu said, the swordsman's sword will only face the enemy.

He himself is not the same. Looking back at the number of people he has killed since he learned swordsmanship by himself, he has never killed an innocent person, and his sword will not point to his friends. Although he never thinks that he needs friends, it feels good to have friends.

Wu Yu didn't know that his casual thought would make Ximen Chuxue think so much. At this time, he had returned to the sect seat.

Seeing Wu Yu coming back victorious, Xianxian immediately came over to congratulate him, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on your victory!"

Not only Xianxian, many disciples of the Power Gang felt the same way. After all, no matter what, they are allies now. If Wu Yu wins, it is naturally their win. This good start is a great morale boost for them.