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The disciple who was called rushed towards Lu Huaiyuan, looking really disgraceful.Lu Huaiyuan frowned, and habitually wanted to scold him a few words before realizing that they were discussing each other.He dodged the blow with a sideways move, he weighed the sword in his hand and twisted it.

Most of the disciples of Qingyun Sect's swordsmanship hovered at the level of one or two, and in addition to practice, they also had to rely on comprehension.Many people's masters have not been able to understand the higher level of swordsmanship, let alone themselves.The disciple who was sparring with Lu Huaiyuan in front of him thought that he was pretty good at sword practice, Chu Feng had already figured it out, and Ting Yu had also practiced pretty well recently.Lu Huaiyuan was young, even if the rumors had blown him to the sky a while ago, he might not be strong enough.No matter what, it's only at this level, and I don't necessarily have the strength to fight.

But he miscalculated.

Lu Huaiyuan's figure flashed, so fast that he could hardly see clearly, but that person felt the chill brought by his sharp gaze.The feeling of glowing on the back followed Lu Huaiyuan's movements and pulled out a long line, surrounding him like a shadow.

The man opened his eyes wide, feeling that he might have underestimated Lu Huaiyuan earlier.The strength he displayed now is completely different from before.He expected that he would lose, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down. At this moment, time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and every trace of air around him was distorted, making him feel horrified.

Lu Huaiyuan smiled.

Last summer, when he went to Heshuo with Shen Huaiyu, his level was really not good.He is considered outstanding among his peers, but even in Qing Yunzong, there are many people who are better than him.At that time, he couldn't even control Ting Yu very well, and Shen Huaiyu could faintly overwhelm him in everything.Although it is amazing, it will not be taken seriously.

Some people will always think that this is just a boy who hasn't gotten up yet, as long as he is strangled before he can stand on his feet, then he is not a threat.But unconsciously, this seedling has grown quietly, and has grown into a tree that no one can ignore anymore.

His sword was too fast, and the disciple who was sparring with him broke out at this critical moment with far more observation than usual.When Lu Huaiyuan's sword struck at his front, he bent down and managed to dodge it—but the posture was not elegant, and the dodge was not clean. The tip of the sword scratched his nose and made a small cut A little blood seeped from the wound.He didn't care to wipe it, so he staggered to avoid Lu Huaiyuan's next sword strike.

The people around took a deep breath.

"Is this listening to the rain?" Someone couldn't help wondering, "Why does it feel different?"

"It's Han Hai." Fei Yu, who was watching the sparring from a distance, spoke, and everyone around turned to look at him.

Li Xuan looked at his junior brother and asked doubtfully, "Han Hai?"

"Yes, it's not just listening to the rain," Fei Yu said, "Have you never seen the vast sea?"

What the sea is like, so is the sword in Lu Huaiyuan's hand.Although Tingyu is as dense as the drizzle in early spring, it does not have such boundless vastness and magnificence.

"No," Li Xuan said decisively, "If this is a vast sea, how can that person persist until now?"

"He kept his hand." Fei Yu said, "The sword move is for listening to the rain, but the sword intent is for the vast sea."

Lu Huaiyuan struck the disciple who was sparring with him one sword after another.The previous dodge had already made the disciple feel that he had exploded with his fastest speed, but he didn't expect that Lu Huaiyuan's sword would still restrict him everywhere after that.He was almost forced to fight back, just kept dodging, but Lu Huaiyuan seemed to be very comfortable, every sword was so steady, and the wide sleeves of his robe that fluttered up and down made him look a little chic.

This is really kicking the iron plate.

After a stick of incense, the man was exhausted and lost his strength, and went to stand on the side in desperation.Lu Huaiyuan patted his sleeves, as if he was not affected by the discussion just now.

Zhang Xinglan raised his eyebrows, and said to himself, "This child is different from before."

When Lu Huaiyuan used to be on the mountain, he rarely competed with other disciples. He usually competed with Shen Huaiyu, then Shen Lin, and Zhang Xinglan.

In the past, it was very dangerous for him to watch the two senior brothers compete.What they knew was that the two of them were sparring, but those who didn't know thought that the two of them had some deep hatred.Lu Huaiyuan is very fierce with the sword. If he encounters an attack that pushes him into a desperate situation, he will no longer dodge, turn defense into offense, and seek victory in danger.

Such a person would now hold back his hands from other disciples during the sparring, which really changed a lot.

After this match, no one came forward for a long time - they were really surprised by Lu Huaiyuan.Who would have thought that Lu Huaiyuan would have such a big change in a few months?The remaining twelve people looked at each other in blank dismay, but none of them dared to stand up.

Lu Huaiyuan glanced at them and sighed: "Next?"

Some onlookers couldn't bear to watch anymore, turned and ran away covering their eyes.

It was too easy for Lu Huaiyuan to beat them, just like cutting carrots.The remaining twelve people couldn't face themselves because of the previously agreed relationship, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up to fight Lu Huaiyuan.They were very annoyed when they went up, why did they give up the chance to go up together and let Lu Huaiyuan go one by one.

They probably didn't expect that even if they went together, Lu Huaiyuan might not be defeated.After all, Han Hai is the most open and closed move among the five moves of Qing Yun's swordsmanship.

When those thirteen people were all defeated by Lu Huaiyuan, Lu Huaiyuan didn't even mess up his hair.With a steady breath, he put the sword back into its sheath calmly.Looking at those people gathered together, his eyes were full of surprise and unwillingness.

No one saw how much effort Lu Huaiyuan put in, so no one expected him to suddenly become violent.Before Qingyunzong was changed, Lu Huaiyuan was grounded because he practiced too much sword. After Qingyunzong was changed, how much hard work he put in by himself - now, someone has finally seen all this.

"Please go down the mountain." Lu Huaiyuan said, "Do you need me to arrange some disciples to send you off?"

The thirteen disciples went down the mountain almost as if fleeing.The disciples who had been watching also dispersed.Standing alone in the courtyard, Lu Huaiyuan suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness.

Huaiyu...

"Uncle!" Ye Qinqin rushed over, "How are you doing! Are you injured?"

"No..." Lu Huaiyuan said, "Can't you tell if I'm injured? Are those people next to me?"

Ye Qinqin wiped his face: "It's good that there is nothing wrong. Those people are really enough, and the lessons are not enough!"

"You can do it." Lu Huaiyuan said helplessly, "Okay, go back and rest. I'll take care of it, and the rest of the people probably won't have any disagreements. You go back and get up early tomorrow to help me seal the envelope. "

Ye Qinqin raised his face, confused: "Envelope... are you...?"

"Go back!" Lu Huaiyuan rubbed his eyebrows.

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