Chapter 1043

On the challenge arena.

Yangxu's opponent appeared.

He is a young man with a childish face but an unusually calm aura.

He was holding a long green scabbard sword and his eyes were restrained without losing their sharpness.

Looking at his sword, Yang Xu's eyes flashed and brushed.

He took out the Lei Ji Dao that Hou Yuebai returned to him in front of the coming latent dragon.

Seeing the knife in Yang Xu's hand, the young man with the sword looked cold and showed a radian at the corner of his mouth:

"I like sword to sword best."

"I will let you know that sword is the strongest King's soldier!"

There was a sharp flash in the young man's eyes.

"The battle begins!"

The dragon ball on Yangxu's shoulder came the cheers of the referee.

Yiyin!

The bright light of the sword seems to tear the void and fiercely kill Yangxu.

Young people have taken the lead in the attack.

To his surprise, Yang Xu did not attack in a hurry.

But like a slippery loach, it swims around in the field.

This was the first battle, and Yang Xu attached great importance to it.

He was constantly assessing the strength of young sword Cultivation:

"Is this the level of Qianlong contestants?"

Yangxu has a general understanding.

In that year, when the light sword cultivation failed to hit repeatedly, it became more and more impatient.

Yang Xu's Lei Ji Dao, which had not been scabbard, pressed on his waist.

The left hand grasps the scabbard and the right hand grasps the handle, aiming at the young sword with a relatively strange posture.

Like this, it immediately attracted the attention of some people on the sidelines.

In particular, some swordsmen looked at Yang Xu's posture curiously:

"What's this? What a strange posture."

"If you guessed right, it should be a knife drawn cut famous for its explosive power!"

"Yes, if you pull out the knife and cut it, it will hurt people at the moment when it comes out of the scabbard. That young man is in danger."

Fang Yao looks at Yang Xu with bright eyes:

"Yang Xu is going to be powerful! When he makes a move, he must be extraordinary!"

Unconsciously, Fang Yao, like the owner of the moon burial palace, established an inexplicable trust in Yang Xu's strength.

Right now.

Yiyin!

That year, the light sword cultivation suddenly cut a touch of sword light:

Meteor sword!

The sword light is like a meteor. It rushes to Yangxu in an instant. Poof!

Cut his body in half.

Fang Yao's mind suddenly contracted, as if he had an invisible hand, and suddenly grasped it tightly:

"Impossible!"

"Yang Xu will never be hit by him!"

As he watched, the "Yangxu" cut in half turned into a little light and dissipated.

Fang Yao breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's a remnant."

On the challenge arena, young sword practitioners repeatedly attacked without results, and they began to ridicule with some anxiety:

"Is this your sword technique? Hide around like a street mouse? Your sword doesn't deserve to be compared with mine."

At this point.

Yangxu has made a comprehensive assessment of his strength.

This was his first battle and the biggest gain.

With a flash in his eyes, Yang Xu, who had been silent since he took the stage, said the first sentence:

"You talk too much nonsense."

Yangxu's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The swordsman in the audience suddenly brightened his eyes when he saw the change of Yang Xu:

"We're going to do it!"

"I don't know what time the boy's sword drawing and cutting has reached?"

Fang Yao's eyes are even wider, staring at Yang Xu's actions.

For fear of missing a point.

Seeing Yang Xu's right hand, he quickly pressed it on the handle.

The young Jian Xiu opposite felt a shiver in his heart for no reason and held the handle of the sword:

"I can, I can..."

On the other side, Yang Xu smiled:

Cang Lang!

Lei Ji Dao comes out of its scabbard abruptly:

Cut the sky and pull out the knife!

Fang Yao only felt that for a moment, he saw a bright blade, like a lightning bolt, suddenly tearing the sky.

The time in front of me turned dark in an instant——

Too dazzling light made his eyes temporarily blind.

With the same fate as him.

There are also several swordsmen who pay attention to Yang Xu's actions in the audience.

And the young sword Xiu opposite Yang Xu.

Then listen to Keng!

A dull noise.

Clatter.

The sword in young Jian Xiu's hand broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

After Fang Yao and the blind people, their eyesight is restored.

They all looked at the challenge arena with a surprised face:

Lei Ji Dao is still sheathed again.

The rising sun stood calmly, and a gust of breeze blew his clothes.

The young man's beautiful face is calm and calm.

"This... What just happened?"

"I saw him draw his knife, and the rest couldn't see clearly..."

There was a lot of talk in the audience.

No one can see the style of Yangxu's knife.

Until the referee announced that Yang Xu won.

That year, the light sword cultivation was stunned, and Chaoyang Xu bowed his hand:

"Thank you for your mercy and not killing."

Yangxu nodded faintly and didn't speak.

Buzz!

The dragon ball on the young man's left shoulder flashed.

Wisps of energy poured into the dragon ball on Yangxu's shoulder, and his dragon ball faded.

The dragon ball of Yangxu suddenly brightened.

Seeing Yang Xu holding Lei Ji Dao, he walked slowly down the challenge arena.

In the audience, the swordsmen were immediately excited:

"My God, did he draw a knife just now?"

"Impossible! That must be a better Sabre than drawing a knife!"

"This man's Sabre cultivation must be very good!"

Of course, they don't know that what Yang Xu used was his systematic "chopping the sky and pulling the sword", which was changed from his "chopping the sky and pulling the sword".

Although the power decreased slightly, it was still enough to make these swordsmen exclaim and talk.

Others who didn't pay attention to Yang Xu couldn't help looking at him.

Pay special attention to the knife in his hand.

"Won a game."

Yangxu came to Fang Yao and said with a smile.

Fang Yao looked sincere and blessed:

"Excellent performance! With your knife skill, if you are lucky, you can easily spend the first ten games without meeting too abnormal strong players..."

Just going on.

The dragon ball on his left shoulder flashed.

Fang Yao's face does not change:

"It's my turn to play. Treat me better than one, and then chat with you!"

Fang Yao rushed to his battlefield with a confident face.

Yangxu looked at his back, but he didn't know that it was because of him that he gave Fang Yao such confidence.

Now.

In a corner near the auditorium.

A man in white in a long shirt and a man in black are slowly looking back from Yangxu.

"What do you think?"

The man in white smiled and asked the man in black.

The man in black had a cold face:

"It's only one game. What can you see?"

The man in white smiles:

"Oh? Can't you see that Yang Xu's Sabre cultivation is very good? He clearly hides his strength."

He sighed:

"Maybe this Yangxu will also become a dark horse on the five element wooden battlefield."

"Hum, it's only better than one game. He's also qualified to be a dark horse? First win 15 consecutive games!"

The man in white looked at the man in black and couldn't help laughing and said:

"Hey, you can't lose your objective position just because miss LAN mentioned him once. How about being serious?"