Chapter 194 Luo Yu's swordsmanship shocked the audience, and the frustrating swordsmanship made Chenxin【One more】
"Zheng!"
A resounding sword cry came from the Shrek Martial Arts Arena.
Shocked everyone present, their eyes were drawn to Luo Yu at the same time.
At this time, a long jade sword with ancient charm appeared in Luo Yu's hand.
It seems simple and unpretentious, but it seems to exude a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.
It is unpredictable.
"What kind of martial spirit is this?"
"Why have I never seen it?"
Ning Fengzhi on the sidelines was full of doubts.
It stands to reason that with his knowledge, as long as he sees a martial soul, he can instantly distinguish the history.
But Luo Yu had never heard of the long sword in his hand.
"Uncle Gu, can you see what's special about this martial soul?" Ning Fengzhi turned his head and asked.
Bone Douluo smiled and said: "You haven't seen it, can I see it?"
"It doesn't look like a too **** Martial Soul, there should be something special about it."
"However, this kid is unlucky. If he is another martial spirit, he can still fight Chen Xin, but if it is a sword fight, then he has no chance of winning at all."
Bone Douluo kept looking at Luo Yu while speaking, his face full of sympathy.
Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement.
"There are many people in the Douluo Continent who are stronger than Uncle Jian, but in the field of swordsmanship, Uncle Jian must be the undisputed number one in the world."
"The Seven Killing Sword is of the highest quality among sword martial souls."
"The King of Swords."
"Other sword spirits will be suppressed as soon as they meet."
The conversation between the two of them was not concealed too much, and everyone around could hear it.
Zhu Zhuqing and the girls had strange looks in their eyes after hearing this.
"Father, let's not talk about you and Grandpa Gu, brother Yu's martial spirit is very strong, you underestimate him." Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi with her mouth tilted up.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
"Silly girl, if it wasn't for the Haotian Hammer pressing on your head, your grandpa sword's martial soul would be the best martial soul in the world. Do you think this kid's martial soul can compare with your grandpa sword's?"
Ning Rongrong's red lips curled up in an extremely confident arc, and pointed to the field, "Then just watch, I believe in Brother Yu."
Ning Fengzhi sighed.
This daughter is probably brainwashed.
Isn't it obvious who wins and who loses is the lice on the bald man's head.
He cast his gaze into the arena, waiting for Jian Douluo to take down this farce as soon as possible, and then quickly took Ning Rongrong out of here, feeling that his daughter became stupid only after coming here.
On-site.
An old man and a young man confront each other with swords.
Neither of them took the lead in attacking, as if they were in a contest of momentum.
The meticulous Sword Douluo suddenly let out a chuckle, his eyes full of appreciation.
He just thought that it would be great if Luo Yu was a sword martial soul, but he didn't expect it to be.
It was a bit of a surprise.
"Young man, you can still maintain such a calm attitude in the face of the old man's Seven Killing Sword."
"You are very good."
"Thank you." Luo Yu said neither humble nor overbearing: "You are also very good."
Sword Douluo's expression froze, his eyes revealed surprise.
"It's because you are so brave, it's the first time a young man dares to talk to this old man in this tone."
"However, the aura of a sword repairer should be like this."
"If you are obedient, you are not qualified to practice swords, like a woman, you might as well use a hammer."
Luo Yu nodded in agreement, not intending to talk nonsense.
Vibrating his wrist, the sound of the sword rang out, and he drew a sword flower.
"Your Majesty Sword Douluo, please."
"He acted crisply and neatly, and he is a good seedling of swordsmanship."
Sword Douluo admired Luo Yu's temperament more and more, his sword eyes condensed.
The ground shook under his feet, and he raised his sword.
White clothes danced, and the wrist was turned, the Seven Killing Sword drew a silver arc in the air.
He beheaded Luo Yu.
Strong winds came, and the sword energy pierced the bones, but Luo Yu didn't even lift his eyelids.
Swing up the long sword and lift it upwards.
There was a clang of gold and iron.
The Seven Killing Sword was blocked by him evenly, no matter how hard it was to advance.
The two swords were in a stalemate.
Luo Yu shook his head, "Your Majesty Sword Douluo, you don't need to test, just make moves."
Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.
Sword Douluo saw Luo Yu blocking his attack so easily, his eyes lit up instantly.
"Boy, then I have to be serious."
"Swish Swish Swish!"
Sword Douluo turned upside down in the air, waving the long sword in his hand, and there was a sound of piercing the air.
The silver sword shadow sprinkled with silver, with a sharp breath.
Moved and slashed to all parts of Luo Yu's body.
"Keng Keng Keng!"
Luo Yu held the sword in one hand and swiped towards the void, preventing the space around him from leaking.
No matter how tricky Sword Douluo's attack angle is, he can block it instantly.
Sword Douluo's sword eyes became brighter and brighter.
At first, he just thought that Luo Yu had a good temperament, but how deep is a young man's sword skills.
So he didn't intend to use force at the beginning, there was no need for that.
But he realized that he was wrong. The young man in front of him had surprisingly profound knowledge in swordsmanship.
No matter how hard he tried, the opponent was able to block it back.
And it looks like it is far from reaching the limit.
Sword Douluo continued to strengthen his hands, increased the speed of his sword, and started attacking from all angles.
But he was surprised to find that the opponent's strength and speed were also improving along with him.
This…
What level of swordsmanship is this kid?
Sword Douluo was shocked.
He has never seen young people with this level of swordsmanship.
Infinite curiosity gushed out of my heart, and the speed of my hand became faster and faster, vowing to find out where Luo Yu's limit is.
At first, the trajectory of the two swords was clearly visible to everyone, but it soon became invisible.
Because the speed has soared up.
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo looked at the arena intently, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.
"This...how is this possible!"
"Can this kid block Uncle Jian's moves?"
Bone Douluo shook his head, and hurriedly said: "Fengzhi, this kid is weird, this kid is definitely weird."
"We were mistaken just now, he can keep up with old man Chen's sword speed. Is this something that ordinary people can do? I don't believe it if he is killed, he is definitely not an ordinary person."
Ning Fengzhi tilted his head and asked, "Rongrong, tell Dad who he is?"
"Hey, what are you in a hurry for? The good show is yet to come." Ning Rongrong showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes followed Luo Yu in the arena all the time, his face was full of arrogance.
The sword power in the arena is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword moves urged by Sword Douluo are also getting more and more subtle.
Luo Yu was not afraid at all, with a calm expression and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.
Dancing the Heaven-killing Sword, every move is natural.
Feel free to pinch it.
Even though Jian Douluo's attack was like a gust of wind and rain, he remained still.
"Crash!"
The blades intersected, and sparks flew everywhere.
Sword Douluo was shaken back by the strong force from the blade, and took three steps back.
As for Luo Yu, he stood still and did not move, the clouds were calm and the wind was light.
Everyone outside the arena was shocked. Even Flender and Zhao Wuji didn't expect to compete with sword moves, and the famous Douluo Dalu's Sword Dao Chenxin would be defeated.
"This this…"
Ning Fengzhi stared, a little unable to believe what he saw just now.
Bone Douluo wiped his eyes, he read right, old man Chen was shocked by a young man?
Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of admiration, and her pretty face was radiant.
Sword Douluo's indifferent sword heart has long been in shock.
Because he really didn't expect that he would be the one who would lose in a competition of sword moves.
Although he hasn't used his soul power yet and is fighting entirely with physical strength, the opponent is useless.
What's more, he has been obsessed with kendo for decades, swinging the sword for countless days and nights.
How could it be possible to lose to a young man?
There is no reason.
But the facts are right in front of us.
Looking at Luo Yu who defeated himself with sword moves, but there was no trace of pride on his face.
Sword Douluo was even more frightened.
Luo Yu flicked the blade of the sword lightly, and there was a crisp hum.
He said calmly: "Your Majesty Sword Douluo, if your warm-up is over, we can start."
"what?"
Hearing this, Jian Douluo's eyes tightened and his old face twitched.
I have been fighting with all my strength for a long time, do you think I am warming up? ? ?
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ps: There are four more! Working hard!
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