[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

The big man's double hammer is like a tiger's wind, but Fang Ru's weapon is actually a chain claw, which is not strong enough, so he quickly made up for it, and the two of them passed a hundred rounds in a short time.

In the 210th stroke, Fang Ru's chain claw shook, and with a little skill, he hooked off Lu Zhen's right hammer, and after another [-] strokes, he won.

A second challenger then took the stage.

Su Yu watched from below. After a while, he sighed and regretted, "If I don't need to declare the name of any sect, I want to go up and try..."

Ling Mohan groaned, and said calmly, "Really?"

"Really..." Su Yu nodded and added, "Although my level is quite poor."

Yin Cong had never seen Su Yu make a move. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Uncle's disciple, I won't be so bad. It's okay for you to play again in the afternoon."

"..." Su Yu looked at him, and smiled embarrassingly, "Actually, I haven't really practiced martial arts for a long time. If I really play in the afternoon, I will only be ashamed."

"..." Yin Cong looked at him in disbelief.

"...If I lose to that person on stage, will I embarrass the Wu family?"

"..." Yin Cong immediately said, "Then you...you should discuss with us in private first!"

On the stage, Fang Ru had already won another game, her face was neither red nor out of breath, she flicked her chain claws, and stood on the stage waiting for the next person.

Ling Mohan suddenly grabbed Su Yu's wrist, and Su Yu knew what he was going to do, so Ling Mohan dragged him up and then sent him forward, Su Yu was startled, and quickly improved his Qi luck, and his body was pulled out , passed the crowd, and stepped on the edge of the stage.

"..." Su Yu didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

Although he wanted to compete on stage, but it was related to the Wu family's reputation... It's better to do it privately if you are ashamed!

"Our little junior brother of the Wu family, although he has cultivated internal strength since he was a child, it has only been a year since he really started practicing martial arts. Please bear with us."

The voice in the audience was clear and cold, neither salty nor dull, it was Ling Mohan.

On the high platform on the east side, Manrou glanced at Wu Daoming, and saw that Wu Daoming looked a little nervous, so she asked, "You just practiced martial arts for two years?"

She sounded suspicious.

Su Yu looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. If he had really cultivated internal strength since he was a child, how could he have only started practicing martial arts a year ago.

Wu Daoming explained subconsciously, "He used to be in poor health, and couldn't hold back his strength..." He was also taken aback for a moment when he said this, why did Ling Mohan say that Su Yu had only practiced martial arts for a year... Could it be that he already knew about it? ?

As soon as Ling Mohan finished speaking, there was a discussion in the background, Fang Ru also looked at Su Yu very strangely, Su Yu could only smile wryly, "I'm sorry, Su Yu, I couldn't practice martial arts because of my health..."

"Oh! That's how it is," Fang Ru said, "but I probably won't be able to show mercy."

Su Yu shook his head, "No need..." Just as he was about to draw his sword, he suddenly thought something was wrong, and turned to look at Ling Mohan again.

...He didn't want to fight with the unedged sword on his waist at all!Why did you forget about this again!

Ling Mohan didn't know that he was carrying the wrong sword, but Yin Cong, who was next to him, clapped his hands and said, "That's right! Junior brother hasn't bought a sword yet!"

"Sword?" Ling Mohan looked sideways at him.

Yin Cong quickly told Su Yu about the Wufeng broken sword, and he untied the sword while talking, but Ling Mohan was faster, took off the sword from his waist, and shook his wrist. The Qiaoxiao Sword flew towards the stage.

Su Yu took the sword, and smiled at Fang Ru with some embarrassment.

The buzzing under the stage became louder, which martial arts practitioner would not bring weapons with him?

Although Fang Ru didn't despise him, she also felt that something was wrong, so she still made a gesture of please.

Su Yu held his breath and drew his sword.

The sword came out like a rainbow, and the cold air was overwhelming. As soon as the sword was pulled out, Fang Ru's eyes sank, "Good sword."

"Good sword." Manrou said softly, and glanced at Wu Daoming, "It's just..."

Wu Daoming naturally continued, "The better the sword, the less useful it is. In Su Yu's hands, the power of the sword is probably less than three points."

The Qiaoxiao sword does not sink, so it needs to be delicate and delicate. It is not the first time that Su Yu used Qiaoxiao. Last time on the Bafangtai, he only felt that it was a waste to hold the sword in his hands. This time he still felt so, but More inexplicable courage.

Su Yu calmed down, stepped forward a little, and stabbed forward with a flat sword.

Fang Ru chain claw turned sideways and bypassed Su Yu's sword, and grabbed at the back of his neck. Su Yu turned his back, clamped the long chain with his feet, and turned the blade downward.

"Fish jumping over the dragon's gate." Yin Cong said in a low voice, "Little brother is very flexible..."

Fang Ru yanked back, Su Yu stepped on the long chain, jumped up, turned around and stabbed again.

The two fought together.

One move after another, Su Yu could see clearly that he was severely tortured by Wu Qiu that month, in fact, both his attack and dodge speed had increased by more than a little.

In addition, because he has read a lot of books, although the chain claw is an unpopular weapon, for Fang Ru, he can still barely predict the tendency of the opponent's moves.

Fang Ru's martial arts has not yet achieved a small degree, every move and every style, although there are some modifications, it is still basically the same as the routine written in the book.

Yin Cong stared carefully at the stage for a while, then at Ling Mohan.

He already felt that Ling Mohan didn't seem to be easy to communicate with. Once Su Yu was away, the indifference on the other party's body became heavier. Yin Cong thought about it, and then changed the direction and said to the Wu family disciple on the other side, "Do you think little brother Can you win?"

The other party also had a troubled expression on his face, "Master Uncle has just accepted a disciple... I used to wonder how Master Master would accept a disciple with skills, so I just started practicing... But if I really only practiced for a year, I think it's still a little hanging."

Yin Cong shook his head, "I think Junior Brother can win."

"Why?"

"Although his moves and Fang Ru's moves seem to be well-regulated, have you noticed that the connection between the younger brother's moves is not rigid and jerky, but has a sense of ease. Fang Ru's moves and receptions are still There are some routine shadows, which are more obvious in dodge."

The disciple looked at it, nodded and said, "Brother is right."

"Junior Brother seems to be able to guess the opponent's moves half a step ahead, but if Fang Ru can't, the difference of half a step is also the key."

On the stage, Su Yu also had some faint feelings.

Familiar with the opponent's weapons and routines, his guess of the opponent's next move became more and more accurate.

In terms of distance, chain claws are better than swords in hand, but because of this, chain claws always seem to be slower than swords.

The masters of chain claws, because of their exquisite technique, will not slow down their attacks because of the length of the chain, but Fang Ru obviously has not yet mastered this essence.

The chain claw hooked outside, Su Yu was half a step ahead, leaped and turned around, the sword aura was flying in all directions, and when it collided with the chain claw, there was a sudden sound, but the rotating sword aura entrained the chain claw, making Fang Ru unable to draw the weapon for a while.

Fang Ru frowned, and twitched again, but Su Yu had already used this force to get close to him. He touched the back of the sword with his finger, only heard a low cry, and the long sword stopped suddenly, right next to Fang Ru's neck.

"..." Fang Ru froze for a moment, then smiled, "You won."

Su Yu drew his sword and smiled, "Luck."

Fang Ru shook his head and flew off the stage.

"Huanfeng Sword." Yin Cong laughed, "It's good that Junior Brother didn't get dizzy."

He lost his voice, and another person came up from the audience, for example, Ru was a little shorter, but his muscles were quite strong, and he smiled, "I'll do it!"

Su Yu quickly saluted him.

"Fangqingmen Mucheng, please teach me."

The man said, stretching out his hand to draw the knife.

Knife, overlord, open and close freely.

Su Yu felt that the other party's aura suddenly sank, he frowned, raised the tip of the sword, and in the midst of the strength of the sword, the sword Qi burst out, cutting his way.

"There's more than enough flexibility, but not enough vigor." Manrou laughed, "It's not bad to use softness to overcome rigidity."

Wu Daoming also smiled, "He has only practiced martial arts for a short time, and he still has many flaws. Fortunately, he has read more books, so he doesn't seem so urgent on the court."

"He can still win this match." Man Rou shook her head, "But...if the opponent's level is higher, I'm afraid he will be overwhelmed. Then the Wu family..."

Wu Daoming smiled, "The Wu family hasn't reached the point where they can't afford to lose." He looked at the field and thought to himself, injuries are inevitable. Fortunately, the fights in the first half of the day were relatively mild. Stop, otherwise, if you really suffer some serious injury, the loss outweighs the gain.

With one stick of incense, Su Yu won another game.

The third player also used a sword, but he took the way of Kuaijian, but he was no faster than Wu Qiuyan. For Su Yu, who had been tortured by Wu Qiuyan for a long time, the opponent's Kuaijian was only faster than ordinary people. Just be quicker.In addition, the sword is his most familiar weapon, so he won this game.

Getting better, what he said was his state at this time.

He himself couldn't explain what was going on, he just felt that the fight became smoother and smoother, and some moves that he had considered at the beginning were all hidden, and there were only two people in his eyes, him and his opponent.

Su Yu played five games in a row, and it was only natural for the disciples of the Wu family to achieve this record.Among the smaller sects, you look at me and I look at you, because I heard that Su Yu has only practiced martial arts for one year, and originally wanted to take this opportunity to beat the Wu family to save face, but now it seems that it is still a bit difficult.

Su Yu swept all over the stage, wondering who would be next, but suddenly saw the Shuibo Gate, Zhu Yurong smiled at him, and then said, "I'll come!"

After saying that, he leaped into the air and landed in the middle of the competition stage with a strong wind.

"..." Su Yu had seen him compete with Wu Daoming. Although Zhu Yurong was no match for Wu Daoming, he was absolutely no match for himself!

"Come and give you a step down." Zhu Yurong smiled wildly, but suddenly lowered her voice, and whispered, "If I don't come, there will always be people from other sects who will try to challenge you, can you take it? "

"..." Su Yu shook his head honestly, "I can't eat it."

"That's not over." Zhu Yurong squinted at him, "At least I can make it less ugly for you to lose."

After finishing speaking, he shook his right hand behind his back, only to hear a few crisp sounds, the weapon in his hand suddenly split into three pieces, it turned out that he was using a long stick with three pieces.

"Please." Zhu Yurong smiled, and the stick danced into a phantom, whistling like a wind.

"Yeah..." Yin Cong cried from below, "This is not easy."

On the stage, Su Yu was not too nervous, and directly bullied him.