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In fact, according to Guan Yuehui's true level, he wouldn't be knocked out so quickly. It was mainly because he underestimated the enemy, and he was caught off guard by Lin Feilu when he wanted to make her a few tricks.

But at this point, the opponent's sword was placed on his neck, and the result of the test was determined. After a short silence around, there was an instant clap of excitement and shock.

Guan Yuehui's face rose to the color of pig liver, and her little white face turned into Guan Gong in a blink of an eye. She had no time to pick up the sword, and she rushed off the stage as if she fled with a swipe.

Lin Feilu shouted behind him: "Your sword!"

Guan Yuehui didn't even turn her head back, and disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

She glanced at the iron sword in her hand, and then at the high-quality sword on the ground, and exchanged it happily. The competition ended too quickly, and she was a little bit clouded, but she was always happy to win the competition. After all, she suffered too much from Song Xueba's. This competition regained her confidence.

Lin Feilu turned to look at the host: "Am I winning?"

The host was also shocked. After hearing her question, he reacted and quickly walked to Taichung and said, "This girl won the nineteenth competition. Can anyone dare to challenge?"

The onlookers looked at each other.

It's all the old world, and I still know the level of the second son of Yujian Villa, but the **** the stage has won within a few strokes. While shocking, there is a hint of doubt.

After all, everyone can see that Guan Yuehui’s underestimation was just now. This girl may indeed be a little real, but she can win so easily, and it also brings luck. Thinking about it, many people feel that they can again okay.

A lanky man with a sword jumped onto the ring first, and said, "I'll lead the girl with a sword."

The martial arts factor in Lin Feilu's body is surging and passionate: "Please!"

With Guan Yuehui's lesson from the past, the thin and tall swordsman naturally did not dare to be careless and concentrated on the next test.

After twenty strokes-

With the wide sword let go, Lin Feilu took the sword and arched his hand, smiling and saying: "Accept."

If the crowd of onlookers was just making a fuss, at this moment, it was really shocked by the young **** the stage.

Then there were a few people who didn't believe in evil and took the stage to challenge them, and they were all defeated by Lin Feilu.

Moreover, she seems to be more and more comfortable with her fight. At first, it takes dozens of tricks to win, and then a dozen tricks can drive people to a dead end.

The noise that broke out from time to time attracted the attention of the surroundings, and more and more crowds of onlookers, not only the streets, but also the restaurant porches and trees were full of onlookers.

Since the alliance between Lin and Song, it has not only promoted the commerce and economics of the two countries, but also the martial arts of the two countries has flourished and integrated, and people from all walks of life have spread all over the world. At this moment, in the bustling Lincheng, there are many knights who are not low in martial arts.

When Lin Feilu won the next competition, someone finally exclaimed: "It looks like Jimo swordsmanship!"

Jimo's swordsmanship has been silent for many years. At the beginning, the Lu family's son could be recognized, because the Lu family originally kept the swordsmanship, so they were particularly noticed. At this moment, Lin Feilu had been playing on stage for a long time, but those who recognized the swordsmanship only dared to say "like".

After all, this is incredible.

How can a young and strange girl make Jimo swordsmanship?

As everyone knows, Jimo swordsmanship is now owned by Ji Liang, the world's number one swordsman. In the early years, the people from the Thirteen Villages of Chixiao went to Zhaikong, disappeared, and never appeared in the arena again. Everyone agreed that Ji Liang had destroyed the Thirteen Villages and was very convinced of him.

Could this girl be...

Someone below couldn't help asking: "Girl, who is your hero Ji Liangji?"

Finally reached this point!

Impossible to lose! Must give the master a long face!

I saw the **** the stage looking down, raising her chin slightly, smiling three-pointers, three-pointers, and four-pointers, and answered casually: "It's my master."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and there was a sensation all around.

Ji Liang actually accepted a disciple? !

Still a little girl? !

Also passed the Jimo swordsmanship to her? !

Ji Liang destroyed the Thirteen Villages of Chixiao. According to Jimo's last words, this peerless book of swords naturally belongs to him, and there is nothing to argue about. However, Ji Liang's own swordsmanship was superb, everyone thought that he would no longer learn the swordsmanship of his predecessors, and there was some regret that he could no longer observe Jimo's swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, he actually accepted an apprentice and taught Jimo swordsmanship!

As expected, the brain circuits of heroes are not something ordinary people like me can understand.

Someone underneath reacted with afterthought: "I look at this girl's swordsmanship. There is indeed a shadow of Ji Daxia. It is really a famous teacher and a good apprentice."

This is Ji Liang's apprentice and Jimo swordsmanship. How can anyone dare to come on stage to fight her again? Lin Feilu won the prize of this competition, the Celestial Silkworm.

When she jumped off the stage holding the box, Song Jinglan stood there smiling and opened her hands to catch her.

Lin Feilu plunged into his arms, with joy in his voice: "I won!"

She didn't know for a while that she was happier winning the prize, or happier that she was so good, and her ears were red with excitement.

Song Jinglan smiled and hugged her: "I said, Junior Sister is very good."

Lin Feilu snorted: "It's all my fault that my senior is too perverted, which makes me so unconfident!"

He smiled and kissed her forehead: "Well, my fault."

She threw herself into his arms and was happy, but she didn't realize that all the people around who wanted to approach him were frightened away by Song Jinglan's dark eyes.

Today, with such a ring match, Lin Feilu can be said to have a hearty game, and when he returned to the palace, his excitement was not gone. She was wrong, it's still fun outside the palace! If there are a few more matches like this, it will be even more fun.

I don't know if God heard her wish. A few days later, when she went out of the palace with Song Jinglan again, she encountered another ring match.

This competition is different from the last one. You need to register first. After the registration is passed, the opponents will be randomly matched by drawing lots. The first round of the competition is over, and the winner will continue to match until the final decision is made.

The competition system and specifications are more complicated, and the corresponding prizes are even more powerful.

Still from the Hidden Sword Villa, it is a hidden weapon that kills people invisible, called Thousand Needles. There was a rumor in the arena that once a thousand needles appear, there must be death, showing its power.

Lin Feilu couldn't wait to sign up.

She was worried that she would not be able to win the game, and she encouraged Song Jinglan to report it together, with multiple insurance.

As a result, Song Jinglan smiled and asked her: "If you and I are the last to fight, should I let it or not?"

Jean, she was reluctant to make a fool of him in public.

No, she didn't want to fall into Ji Liang's reputation in full view.

So I had to give up.

This time the arena is more complicated and it took three days. Registration on the first day, the second day than the first round, and the third day of the final.

So Lin Feilu went out of the palace for three days in a row, during which time he also brought Songyu Chunxia and the others.

They must not only see how they were abused by your majesty, but also how they abused others by the empress!

She won the first round with little effort. After the last ring match, some people already knew her. When discussing the final list, everyone was almost talking about "Ji Liang's apprentice."

Lin Feilu listened and thought this was probably the so-called seed player.

This time the gold content of the game was much higher than the previous one, and Lin Feilu was a little strenuous when he went to the back. After all, he had less actual combat experience.

However, relying on a big master and masterful swordsmanship, he won the first place in the final finals without any risk, and successfully won a hidden weapon.

After these few games, Lin Feilu has a clearer understanding of his swordsmanship and abilities. It's definitely incomparable with Song Jinglan's pervert on the hero list of Jianghu, but it's more than enough, so it belongs to the upper middle class.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, the heroes still need to work hard, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

However, she also understood that compared to practicing swords herself, she would actually make faster progress in actual combat. Just thinking about the people who were all over the world looking for better than swords. So Lin Feilu loves to run out of the palace now that he has nothing to do, to see if he can beat himself in the ring.

Then she discovered that there are really many ring games in Lincheng.

And why every prize comes from Tibetan Sword Villa? ? ?

Is Cangjian Villa doing any wholesale? ? ?

Confusing.

But bewildered, confused, the ring still has to be played. After playing for a while, there will be losses and wins. After all, every prize is a treasure of the Hidden Sword Villa, which is eye-catching and attracts some bigwigs from time to time.

But she was also happy after losing, the experience is how to fight one by one.

She has made rapid progress, and rumors about her have spread all over the country.

Ji Liang's closed disciple, inherited Jimo swordsmanship, these two sentences casually thrown out are heavy bombs.

And Lin Feilu didn't know this at all. After the winter, Lincheng's ring competition gradually disappeared. She also had a lot of fun, planning to take advantage of this winter to review the past and learn new things, and then fight again next year!

Moreover, she was obsessed with sword training during this period, and she ignored Song Jinglan a lot. Although he never said anything, Lin Feilu was still a little sad.

She decided to make up for Xiao Song!

In the evening, when Song Jinglan returned to the dormitory after finishing his political affairs, he found something different inside.

The curtain tent on the bed was hung by two silver hooks, and a light-colored veil hung in front of the bed. A jade-colored green screen was placed against the wall, and the big wooden tub next to it was filled with hot water, and the plum blossoms that had been blooming in the palace were floating on the surface of the water.

Lin Feilu put on a gauze skirt, with long hair spreading out in front of him, the curve is looming, standing in front of the window and asking him shyly: "Yuping paly, bathing paly, bed paly, window paly, your Majesty, which one do you want to come?"

Although Song Jinglan did not understand the meaning of the word she said later, he accurately grasped the essence of what she wanted to express.

He raised his hand and caught the person in his arms, smiled and kissed the corner of her lips: "It's better to try each one."

Lin Feilu only wore a piece of veil and was stripped to the ground in a blink of an eye.

The candle in the hall shook, and she was taken all the way back by him until her back touched the cold jade screen, and he turned and pressed it up again, finally finding the opportunity to intermittently plead, "Extinguish the candle..."

Song Jinglan kissed her butterfly bone, all the way up, and a hot kiss fell on her ear: "No, I want to watch."

A night without sleep all night.

The next day, Lin Feilu was paralyzed in bed for a day, and was absent from the rain or shine in the sword practice.

This is the price of compensation.