Two balls of light and shadow on the stage were floating, like dreams and fantasy, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

Even with Lu Chuan's eyesight, if they hadn't looked closely, they would have been a bit unreal to see the two of them.

White light and shadow are naturally Yunye.

The speed of his body is as fast as the clouds in the sky, changing between reality and reality, and one-hand sword technique is even more jaw-dropping.

The sword move that seems to be Yun Danfeng Qing, whenever the opponent slashes with one sword, he can easily lead it away and counterattack in an unexpected way, which makes people unpredictable.

There were only two teachers next to the other fighting people, but at this time, there were four teachers waiting for the battle around them. They were all second-grade masters, with a serious aura and a shiny eyes that never left the field.

The other person is not much worse. One of them is extremely sharp and fast, as fast as lightning, as if passing through the clouds and mist.

But even Lu Chuan could not see the clues whether it was thunder breaking through the clouds and mists, or whether the dark clouds covered the lightning, for a while, even Lu Chuan could not see the clues.

"Both swords and swords!"

However, Lu Chuan saw Yun Ye's knife.

Naturally, I know that a pride like Yun Ye would certainly not bring a Qimen soft knife for fun.

But what Lu Chuan expected was that until the last moment, Yun Ye did not draw his sword, even if it was difficult to win.

"Brother Yun has a good sword technique!"

Looking at Yun Ye who adjusted his breath and walked slowly down, Lu Chuan took the initiative to say hello.

"Brother Lu's knife is not bad either!"

Yun Ye was as calm as usual, but his tone was a bit meaningful.

Liu Hengfeng turned his head tiltedly, as if he didn't want to take the initiative.

"I'm looking forward to fighting with Brother Yun!"

Lu Chuan nodded and continued to walk to the other side.

Among the martial arts recruited in this generation, Yun Ye was the only one who made him feel unfathomable. Even those second-grade martial arts did not give him such a feeling.

Perhaps Yun Ye’s temperament is like this, or because of his special practice, it is enough to make Lu Chuan cautious.

"Yuzhou Guotong!"

As he walked to the next venue, Liu Hengfeng suddenly pointed to the fighting platform ahead, a young man with a low-level but quite solid state said.

"Use your palm?"

Lu Chuan raised his sword eyebrows, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"This person's palm technique is a family tradition, and it is a masterpiece in Yuzhou, called Qingyun Palm!"

Liu Hengfeng rarely introduced other young masters, and said with emotion, "Originally, this palm technique was famous for its agility and impermanence, but this person was a rare martial arts genius. He actually took a different approach and practiced his family's palm technique against the times, achieving a fierce and powerful palm technique."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man slapped out with his palm, and it was like a rock that was split into clouds and galloping. While slapped his opponent away, he even bent his gold and sharp weapon with him.

"It's indeed a very amazing palm technique!"

Lu Chuan nodded slightly.

Just because Guo Tong's opponent is the last second-grade martial artist.

It would be too embarrassing to be shot away by someone like this, but not only is it not the same level, but also a warrior of the third level, which is too embarrassing.

Even though this man said toughly that he had not lost and could continue to fight, he was still stopped by two teachers.

Over there, Guo Tong won the opponent. After the teacher announced the results, he was about to step down and rest. When he saw the two of them, he nodded.

The two sides did not communicate much, and only this time they nodded and went to their own circles.

By this time, the third round has ended.

Before the two of them could continue watching, they returned to the rock and waited for the teachers to preside over the fourth round of lottery draw.

After the lottery was over, Lu Chuan's opponent was a third-grade martial artist.

"Brother Lu, how about winning or losing with one move?"

After this person came to the stage, he was straight to the point.

"It's impossible!"

Lu Chuan raised his sword eyebrows, and was a little surprised, and then he immediately set off.

Both of them were very straightforward without tempting each other and directly used the strongest attack. The other party used a pair of short spears, which were fierce and brave, with a bit of military power.

After a roar, the two people passing by stood with their backs facing each other.

"Feng Duping, Runzhou, has learned about it!"

The other party didn't look back, and crossed his spears, bowed and staggered away from the field.

Even the two teachers were confused and announced the result in a little confused. Of course, Lu Chuan won.

"Runzhou?"

Lu Chuan was stunned and then suddenly realized.

No wonder this person, with his third-level cultivation, clearly had a protracted battle with him, and may not have no chance of victory, so he chose one move to determine the outcome.

Runzhou, like Liangzhou, is the northern border of Jin and has been attacked by grass man for many years.

This young hero is mostly depressed because he did not stay in Runzhou and worked hard for his future in Shangjing.

"Hot-blooded young man!"

Lu Chuan laughed at himself and walked out of the venue.

This is not a concession, but this person does not want to win in this way, even if it affects Lu Chuan's subsequent strength.

"The young lady of the Yang family is going to lose!"

Liu Hengfeng said with a big mouth beside him.

Lu Chuan looked around and saw Yang Xiu'e being forced to retreat with one sword and no longer able to fight back.

I have to say that although this person is a licking dog, he at least has good strength.

No matter where you place your cultivation level at the third level, you will be considered a great hero.

Not to mention, this person is still very young.

Yang Xiu'e is one of the few genius female warriors among the martial artists who are recruited this time. She is extremely beautiful and it is not surprising that Liu Hengfeng knows her name.

"Hmph, men nowadays are as unfamiliar as you, don't you know how to be polite?"

Yang Xiu'e was defeated and ignored the polite condolences of the young swordsman, rushed off the stage angrily, and vented her vent at Lu Chuan.

"ha!"

Lu Chuan laughed and shook his head, saying lightly, "Although beautiful women are good, a real man should not be powerless for a day. Not all men will be fascinated by beautiful women.

What's more, if you have great power, what is beauty?"

"Hmph, it's not good stuff!"

Yang Xiu'e gave him a blank look, stomped her feet resentfully, twisted her waist to find her good sister Jiang Yinghong, but she didn't know how to arrange Lu Chuan.

"Brother Lu's words really tell the three flavors of the world!"

The young swordsman stood in his arms with his sword, looked at Lu Chuan, and said with a faint expression, "Peizhou, Lu Jianying!"

"Liangzhou Land Soldiers!"

Lu Chuan said calmly.

After Lu Jianying nodded, he left with his sword in his arms and said nothing, and waited for the next time on stage to teach Lu Chuan the lesson.

As Lu Chuan said, a real man should not be without power for a day.

When Lu Jianying faced a stunning woman twice, he could use his ruthless moves and give his all. Of course, it was impossible for him to be a licker who had only force but no wisdom.

Of course, I wouldn't think that Lu Chuan was lucky enough to surpass Yang Lun, who had a second-level cultivation level.

These days, there are many cases of defeating the strong with the weak, but it is really rare to cross a large realm and defeat the strong.

In particular, Yang Lun himself is a genius warrior from the Zhendong King lineage. He practiced the secret Royal Swordsmanship. His art was extremely solid, and it was definitely not a medicine jar made of resources.

With such many advantages, he lost to Lu Chuan, whose cultivation level was lower than that of him. It was not that Yang Lun was too weak, but that Lu Chuan was too changeable and in a state.

Lu Jianyingruo still acted condescendingly, which was not because he looked down on Lu Chuan. In everyone's eyes, he was the one who pretended to be crazy and stupid.

That's why the two met at this time and officially introduced themselves.

Except for Lu Chuan and Feng Duping who ended very quickly, the rest of the fight did not last long.

He met Yun Ye, who was of the same level as the second grade twice in a row, and defeated his opponent without any surprise, because this time he finally failed to meet the last second grade warrior.

Because, the last second-grade warrior has been defeated by Guo Tong.

At this moment, the last four people standing on the huge rock were Yun Ye, Lu Chuan, Lu Jianying, and Guo Tong.

Hundreds of young martial artists in the audience looked at the four people, either nervous, jealous, or envious, and all kinds of things were all there.
To be continued...