"Brother, where are you going?"
Gu Qingyuan landed on the ground like a dragonfly, turned around and leisurely blocked in front of the two: "It's common for fellow disciples to spar, senior brother won't not give this face to senior brother, right?"
Lu Qian had a cold look on his face, "Do you want to spar with an unarmed and innocent senior disciple in swordplay?"
Xue Yao: "......"
His family Long Ao Tian is really living and learning by example!
Gu Qingyuan slowly lowered his eyes to survey Lu Qian dressed as a store assistant, narrowed his eyes and asked impatiently, "Where's your iron?"
"Just about to go get it." Lu Qian clasped his fists, "See you later."
"Wait--" Gu Qingyuan crossed his sword to block the way, "You're not going back to the palace to get it, are you? And pick up ten thousand forbidden troops to deal with senior brother?"
Lu Qian disdainfully said, "Nine thousand is enough."
Xue Yao: "......" is simply about the same as 10,000, right?
Gu Qingyuan laughed out a mouthful of small white teeth, pointing Lu Qian with the index finger of his left hand: "I'm falling in love with you little beast, can't delay, if we keep chatting, senior brother can't get off the ground, come on--"
With a command, he swung the long sword in his hand towards the sky, a slender branch was cut off by the sword qi and fell down from the tree, being steadily caught by his raised hand.
Immediately afterward, he threw the longsword in his hand towards Lu Qian in a bland manner.
Lu Qian raised his hand to catch the longsword he threw, and was stunned by the weight of the sword.
Most of the Sword Saint's swordsmanship was in conjunction with light swords, the lighter the better, ultimately no sword is better than a sword, so why was Gu Qingyuan, who was famous in the jianghu and known as the Little Sword Immortal, using such an oddly shaped and heavy longsword?
"In this way, senior brother isn't taking advantage of you, right?" Gu Qingyuan waved the branch in his hand.
Lu Qian knew that he couldn't avoid this sparring match, and asked Gu Qingyuan coldly, "Which set of swordsmanship is senior brother good at?"
"Tai Ding Sword." Gu Qingyuan danced the slender branch in his hand as if it were a swimming dragon.
"How far has Senior Brother Soft Wind Sword practiced?" Lu Qian continued to probe the enemy.
Gu Qingyuan felt that this little beast was trying to pull a scam.
The Tai Ding Sword Technique, was the most masculine of the Sword Sect's sword techniques, and in contrast to it, was the Soft Wind Sword Technique, which was the most yin.
These two swordsmanships are mutually exclusive, and those who are good at one of them will not be able to start the opposite set of swordsmanship, so he does not know how to use the Soft Wind Sword.
Seeing Gu Qingyuan's hesitant expression, Lu Qian declared decisively, "Then let's cut the Soft Wind Sword."
Gu Qingyuan:"......"
He had grown up, but for the first time, he had seen a Sword Sect disciple who was so notoriously afraid of death.
The Soft Wind Sword was actually something Lu Qian didn't know how to do, he had watched the Sword Saint demonstrate it once, and didn't learn it because it was the type that used defense as offense.
Lu Qian would only know one set of the Two Eyes Sword Technique Yang Style and had only practiced it to the 60% level, but no one knew the Soft Wind Sword, so he could rely on his talent and take his chances.
"This isn't right, is it?" Gu Qingyuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Now that the only iron is in your hands, which sword technique to cut should always be decided by the senior brother, Master said that your Two Instrument Sword Yang Style is a little accomplished, so let's compare this set."
"What is the Two Instrument Sword?" Xue Yao nervously asked Lu Qian, "Is Your Highness powerful?"
"Awesome." Lu Qian blurted out.
Instinctively "awesome" in front of a young companion, but not really.
"Then let Senior Brother see how powerful it is." Gu Qingyuan swung his branch only at Lu Qian and said to Xue Yao, "Get out of the way."
Xue Yao was relieved and subconsciously stepped forward to block Lu Qian.
Lu Qian softly consoled his little companion, "He bluffed, and if he wanted to kill Master, he didn't have so much nonsense."
"...... "Xue Yao felt so reasonable, and Gu Qingyuan was rumored to be a spunky, uninhibited and decent person, and the Sword Saint only wanted him to teach his youngest brother a lesson, not to kill him.
Xue Yao withdrew.
Watching from afar, the pair of Sword Saint first-degree master brothers stood opposite each other wordlessly for a long time without anyone making a move.
Xue Yao prayed for such peace to be maintained, and it would have been better if the two had used their minds to compete in martial arts.
However, the moment a falling leaf drifted down from between them, both of them raised their swords to attack each other at the same time.
The moment the sword qi overlapped, an invisible air current collapsed, the weeds on the ground ambled in all directions, and the birds and magpies hidden in the branches of the trees fled in haste.
At a distance of ten feet, Xue Yao could feel the overpowering sword aura.
The two sword moves so fast that the naked eye can not be seen, Lu Qian all arrow sleeves can not see the difference, Gu Qingyuan that wide sleeve was filled with harsh sword qi, as if the two butterfly wings, in mid-air flipping and drifting.
Xue Yao's eyes and mouth opened round.
He had never seen Lu Qian reveal such a stance before, not knowing that this guy could already be like the legendary martial arts masters, where a single swing of his sword could cut through bamboo and wood several feet away.
But why had Lu Qian told him before that he didn't know swordplay?
Learning to be humble? Or have you begun to be wary of your own chaperone?
The latter conjecture made Xue Yao begin to ruminate, her mood changing from nervous to unhappy!
Master and brother fought to the death.
After dozens of rounds, Lu Qian surprisingly gradually showed an advantage.
Although Xue Yao couldn't read the sword moves, he could see Lu Jun attacking and Gu Qingyuan being forced back step by step.
However, before he had time to rejoice, Gu Qingyuan's sword style abruptly changed, a backward air spinning body, his stance was not as skillful as the square, but turned to be as powerful as a bamboo, and began to counterattack!
Lu Qian frowned slightly and turned his attack into defense, but he was gradually outmatched by the left and right, seeing the branch in Gu Qingyuan's hand wrapped in rigid sword qi, stabbing straight at him-
"Slow down." Lu Qian asked for a pause.
Gu Qingyuan swung his sword energy aside, and a thick tree trunk was cut into a third of a deep crack, "What?"
Lu Qian frowned and protested, "It was agreed that we would only compete with the Two Yi Sword, and you made the Tai Ding Sword stance."
"That's right, the sparring is almost over, next, I'm going to teach you a lesson by order of my master." As soon as the words fell, Gu Qingyuan struck out with a lightning strike, knocking the long sword out of Lu Qian's hand!
Xue Yao still do not know what happened, only to see just a moment ago was dominant Long Ao Tian was counterattacked in an instant, and after that called a halt, did not say a few words, Long Ao Tian was again Gu Qingyuan with a tree branch chased to beat the butt ......
"Don't fight! Don't fight!" Xue Yao swooped up in a hundred-meter sprint to protect her pups, turned to face Gu Qingyuan's tree branch, and thrust out her chest as if she were dying, "Who are you to hit people!"
"This is an internal conflict within our division." Gu Qingyuan shook the tree branch to persuade him to go away.
"The Sword Saint hasn't even beaten His Highness!" Xue Yao was unconvinced.
"Master is magnanimous and doesn't bother with wolfish little disciples."
"Where is Your Highness wolfish!" Xue Yao questioned sheepishly, though the rebel pup didn't even want to recognize him when he returned.
"Where is the conscience dog lung?" Gu Qingyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously as he gripped the branch tightly and whispered fiercely, "He refuses to eat Master's best stewed tofu."
Xue Yao turned to Lu Qian in surprise and asked in a low voice, "Why is Your Highness such a picky eater? You used to love eating tofu?"
"He sandwiched three spoons of cumin and five pieces of star anise cinnamon in the center of the tofu." Lu Qian's brows furrowed in pain as he gestured to his little companion, "Such a big piece of tiny tofu."
"Yeh~" Xue Yao looked disgusted.
"That's because Master favors you!" Gu Qingyuan was furious: "Once upon a time he only gave me three pieces of star anise!"
"Stop in moderation senior brother." Lu Qian coldly raised his eyes and glared at Gu Qingyuan, "Finish your stewed eggplant first, then come back to pick on Master."
Gu Qingyuan was instantly shocked, "What did you say?!"
Lu Qianwei turned his head sideways and narrowed his eyes to scrutinize Gu Qingyuan: "Elder brother used to live in that room by the bamboo forest in the South Garden as well?"
Gu Qingyuan's gaze was slightly hesitant as he asked back, "So what if it is?"
"What's with the pile of rotten eggplants buried under the window behind the house? Is Master planning to plant eggplants?" Lu Qian grabbed Gu Qingyuan's handle and countered, "Master found it when he buried the tofu."
Gu Qingyuan drew in a breath of cool air!
If the master found out that he did not like to eat stewed eggplants, secretly buried the master's daily handmade stewed eggplants "alive", his master and disciple will be severed from now on!
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