[Comprehensive Martial Arts] The system forced me to secondary school

The full moon hangs under the eaves of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the moonlight pours down like snow falling on the world.

Ye Gucheng stood on the top of the Forbidden City under the moonlight like a god under the kind attention of the Shenji campfire muzzle and hundreds of painters.

At the same time, Ximen Chuuxue and more than 100 onlookers were paying attention to him.

They had obviously been waiting here for a long time, many of them even sweated through their clothes on this crisp autumn night.

Few people are surrounded by thousands of troops and pointed at by tens of thousands of feathered swords and firecrackers without changing their expressions.

Ximen Chuuxue was one of them, and his sword was held firmly in his hand.

He has seen Sauron's "Great Shock" and tasted the shadow of death brought about by the "Three Thousand Worlds". Few things in this world can shake his heart.

The counterfeit goods have already been kicked out, caught on the spot and thrown into prison. Tens of thousands of people held their breaths, just waiting for a flying fairy from the sky.

In the distance of Zhonghe Hall, Zhao Ji sat on a high platform and clicked his tongue, holding a brush in his hand, squinting his eyes and drew two strokes in a hurry. He was not very satisfied, and a piece of expensive Chengxintang paper was thrown away by him.

"Aiqing, you said that with so many people standing on it, the Hall of Supreme Harmony can't be trampled down, right? Besides, there are so many people blocking it, I can't even see clearly."

Cai Jing was by his side, hearing the string song and knew the elegance, bowed and said: "I will order people to drive them all down, the Shenji camp is here, forgive them and dare not do anything wrong."

Zhao Ji hummed lightly, and slowly said: "Those idlers are really redundant, remember, after driving them down, send two painters up, I think there can be two more tables on the ridge of the hall."

There was a lot of noise in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The guards were moving tables and painting utensils, and they had to find someone to carry the two fragile painters up. The poor painters had no light skills. They stood on the slope of the roof and slipped step by step. They were blown by the autumn wind and sneezed. Again and again.

A good treason, a good duel, without being serious at all.

It was also this farce that gave Ye Gucheng time to slowly appreciate his despair.

He was looking at his sword, his hand, and then aimlessly at the majestic palace wall, the bright moon and the flowing clouds.

He looked back at his hometown as if he was a wanderer before leaving, as if he was standing on the other side of the underworld looking at the road belonging to the next life. He had seen everything in the world except Ximen Chuuxue.

This is taboo against the enemy.

Ximen Chuixue said, "What are you looking at?"

Ye Gucheng suddenly smiled and said, "I saw her, and she is also looking at me."

Ximen Chuuxue knew who Ye Gucheng was talking about, didn't continue, and didn't want to continue, instead he sighed, "You seem to have expected what happened tonight."

"Yes." From the moment he saw Lin Mo in the farm, he had a premonition, and from that moment on, he didn't care about success, failure, life or death. .

Nanwang will lose, and Baiyun City will be safe, that's enough.

These days he was just waiting, waiting for a slightly decent way to die.

This is even more taboo.

With Ye Gucheng's current mentality, Ximen Chuuxue even felt that he didn't need to use a second sword to kill him.

"If you lose, it is not a crime of war." ①

Ye Gucheng laughed again: "If I lose like this, wouldn't you be very disappointed?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "I can wait."

"When I'm ready?"

"I don't think it will take long for you."

Ye Gucheng looked to the side again, and Lin Mo was standing there. She never carried a weapon, but today she had a sword pinned to her waist.

He walked over and said, "Are you here to see me?"

Lin Mo nodded.

Ye Gucheng said: "You said there are some things you have to do."

Lin Mo said yes.

"related to me?"

"About you."

"I understand." Ye Gucheng's eyes fell on her sword here, and he quickly moved away, turned his head and said in a very soft voice: "I can promise you that matter."

He returned to the place where the decisive battle was held, the sword in his hand was out of its sheath: "Please."

"Please."

The two beams of light that were more piercing than the moonlight collided together, and the breathing of the people present almost stopped.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the sword, and a paintbrush falling on the rice paper quickly recorded this unprecedented battle.

Lin Mo didn't look at the sword, but just tugged at the sleeves of the people around him, and whispered: "I don't understand, who do you think has the upper hand?"

Standing next to Lin Mo was of course Lu Xiaofeng, who was so nervous that he was sweating, and said shyly, "Equally matched." He stared at the two swords without blinking, and suddenly asked, "What did he promise you? "

Lin Mo didn't answer, but instead asked, "Will one of them be sure to die?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Although the sword techniques of these two people are different, but the sword intent is the same, only attacking but not defending, once the sword is drawn, there are only two ways to go, one is the opponent's death, the other is one's own death, there is absolutely no third possibility.

"Can you tell the moment before the winner is decided?" Lin Mo asked.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes." He finally turned his head: "Could it be you..."

Lin Mo turned his head back, "Look carefully, be sure to remind me when the winner is decided."

These days, regardless of her wrist injury or exposure to the scorching sun, she begged Lu Xiaofeng to be her training partner, and worked so hard to save more than 200 points. Before tonight, she was so cruel that she spent [-] points to draw a skill.

Perhaps it was the conscience of the system that allowed her to draw a very practical skill.

"Ding——Congratulations to the host for winning the skill "Sluggish Light", which comes from "One Piece"

Skill function: Those who are exposed to this light will have their body react at the slowest speed, and the duration is 30 seconds. "

"Skill trigger condition: The host's right index finger, ring finger and thumb are required to pinch together to emit pink light.

This skill is equipped. "

Whether it's Ximen Chuuxue or Ye Gucheng, Lin Mo doesn't want them to die. Before drawing this skill, she even wants them to suddenly come over empty-handed to pick up the sword.

Although it is embarrassing to kneel down with a sliding shovel in public, it can save your life anyway.

Now with dull light, things are much more perfect, and you don't need to lose face to save your life.

30 seconds of dullness should be enough for them to take back the deadly sword, right?

Although Lu Xiaofeng doesn't use a sword now, he was a very talented swordsman when he was young. According to his observation, Ximen Chuuxue's sword will surely pierce Ye Gucheng's heart, and at the same time, Ye Gucheng's sword will definitely pierce the heart of Ye Gucheng. Through Ximen Chuuxue's throat.

There is only a slight difference in the strength of the two people, either they will die together, or it depends on who can be faster at the last moment.

He quickly pulled Lin Mo's clothes, which was the quickest reminder. Two sword qi were flying horizontally, and his heart was so high that he couldn't make a sound.

Lin Mo received the reminder, and immediately raised her right hand, pinching her fingers together, pulling the wound, and the pain hit her so suddenly that she almost cried.

Although it was a little slower, the dull light was still emitted.

The pink light covered the sword light.

30 seconds countdown.

The speed of the two people really slowed down, it was unbelievably slow, so slow that even the octogenarian swung his cane much faster than the two of them.

The sound of gasping for air continued one after another.

Lin Mo's idea is good, and creativity is worth encouraging, but she forgot that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were still standing on the glazed tiles.

Glazed tiles are not slippery.

The reason why the two of them didn't skid was all due to their lightness skills. If they didn't have lightness skills, they would know from the four painters above that they couldn't stand at all, either squatting or kneeling.

Under the influence of the dull light, both of them skidded, Ye Gucheng flew up, Ximen Chuuxue leaned back violently.

Seeing that one was about to snatch feces from a hungry dog, the other was on all fours, but the speed of the two of them falling was also extremely slow—slowly, slowly, the two of them got closer and closer, closer and closer.

And the person concerned could only watch helplessly as he was about to fall into the opponent's arms.

No one dared to speak, no one dared to breathe, some stared wide-eyed, some turned their heads, unable to bear to look any longer.

Plop, clatter——cluck clack clack clatter.

Plop is the sound of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng embracing affectionately, and clatter is the sound of the two falling on the glazed tiles and sliding down uncontrollably. Halfway through the slide, 30 seconds have passed, the rolling speed increases, and then, paji...

Lu Xiaofeng rushed over quickly to catch the two of them, but he was one step too late.

It hit the ground with a slap and groaned twice.

Some people, though alive, are already dead.

Ye Gucheng propped himself up on the floor tiles, moving himself up little by little, Ximen Chuuxue turned over, propped himself up with his sword, and sat up slowly.

The four eyes meet, and the two faces are confused.

Then they looked at Lin Mo together.

Lin Mo grabbed his hair in pain, covered his face with his sleeves, and dared not say anything.

Taishe died, really Taishe died, she brought it in herself, she just wanted to leave the earth and go to the moon in minutes.

Perhaps Lin Mo was not the only one who felt this way. There were so many onlookers, and no one went to help him.

All this happened so weirdly, out of respect for the two peerless swordsmen, they didn't move, didn't speak, didn't speak, didn't speak, desperately trying to forget the scene just now.

After all, the Hall of Supreme Harmony is very high, if ordinary people fall from it, they will die on the spot, relatives and friends come to eat, after all, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are first-class masters, they just have a few broken bones.

The wonderful and palpitating duel came to an end when the two swordsmen slipped their feet.

The Shenji Battalion quickly surrounded the place, and the dark Mu Cangkou was cold and ruthless.

Mr. Zhuge walked out slowly, put his fist to his mouth and coughed, his voice was full of sympathy and concern.

"The city lord...can you still leave?"

Ye Gucheng stood up staggeringly, tried to walk two steps, and was a little limp.

Lin Mo rushed up immediately, stood in front of him, and said firmly, "He can't go with you."

Zhuge Zheng said "don't make trouble" all over my face.

Lin Mo stared at the rows of firecrackers and dense swords, and said word by word: "I don't care about the others, I just take him away!" While speaking, the sword at his waist was out of its sheath. It was Boss Yan who was in Shanxi. The sword that was given to her was simple in appearance, but the sword was as bright as a rainbow, reflecting the moonlight.

"Don't make me do it."

Everyone is looking at her.

Zhuge Zheng's eyelids were twitching, and he said in a deep voice, "Miss Lin, do you know what you're talking about and what you're doing?

"I know."

"I always thought the girl was law-abiding."

Lin Mo said: "Of course you know. Although I have never met you, Mr. Zhuge, I know that you have been observing me and testing me. Eighty-five million taels is the first time you gave me, and the embroidery thief is the second." The first time, the tax money of Baiyun City is the third time, am I right?"

Zhuge Zheng and I are silent, and his silence represents acquiescence.

Lin Mo said, "I'm sorry, you misread me."

"I want to take him away, but I want to." She continued: "I only realized after Jin Jiuling's death that in this world, I want to, and no one can stop me."

"You won't!" Zhuge Zhengwo said in a deep voice, "I know, and I am sure that you are definitely not someone who killed innocent people indiscriminately."

"Who said that saving him means killing innocent people indiscriminately?" She raised her sword and swung it down. On the top of the Forbidden City, among the crowd, she said softly, "Look at the sword."