"Jian Zun Lu Pingsheng, is known as the first person in martial arts of the Chaoge junior!"

"There are records of 32 battles with swords against people, all of them won, nearly half of the opponents died under the sword. There is no clear record, but there have been hundreds of battles, both large and small, chanted among the people of Chaoge. The number of people is different, and it is a great victory. His kendo talent is so high that the Immortal Emperor also mentioned his name, and deliberately let the Female Sword Master accept him as a disciple, but was rejected by the Female Sword Master!"

"However, even so, Lu Pingsheng still earned the name of the'Little Sword Sovereign' and was hailed as the next generation Sword Sovereign!"

"Cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm, the specifics are unknown, because it fights against others, never uses the realm to suppress others, only defeats all the heroes with one sword!"

"Faced with such an opponent, are you... sure?"

"..."

On the night before the next day, Yun Xiao showed a serious expression for the first time. He told Fang Cun carefully about the past of Guanyun Mountain’s Little Sword Sovereign Lu Ping, and then asked Fang Cun about something important. The problem……

All the classmates around are watching, watching, feeling a little depressed.

On this day, Fang Cun's words "Zhuxin" and "Killing" had already spread throughout Chaoge.

Everyone in Chaoge knew that Fang Cun would challenge Lu Pingsheng tomorrow.

Not only Lu Pingsheng, but also Xiaoli in the Santianyuan, the **** of the Dongyouyuan, and the Samsarayuan forever.

These people are the most prestigious juniors among the countless Qi refiners in Chaoge. Among them, the elders are like Xiaoli in the Santianyuan. They have been famous for nearly 20 years and have entered the realm of Yuan Ying for ten years. Three. Although Lu Ping was young, he was amazing in swordsmanship, and his reputation was unusually loud. The Duanchangsheng in the Samsara Institute was extremely mysterious. So far, no one has seen his true face.

The sacred prince of Dongyouyuan, although he has an ordinary reputation, is already the youngest Dongyouyuan elder.

It is not easy to challenge any one of these four people.

However, Fang Cun had to challenge four in one day.

How can people not worry?

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"Haha, all the arts of the Seven Classics, what I lack most now is Kendo!"

When asked Yunxiao’s question, Fang Cun answered with a smile, very calm: “When I first stepped on the path of practice, I was the best at kendo, but now, as my practice improves, I feel more and more powerless. The reason is Or simply, if you want to penetrate the "Wu Jing" and hone the martial arts, you must go through various life and death duels, and at the tip of the knife, you must grind and polish your martial arts!"

"And I, coincidentally, since I embarked on the road of spiritual practice, what I lack most is the tempering of life and death!"

While talking, he spread his hands out and smiled: "Of course, I know a lot about theory now. It's a pity that it's not possible to practice martial arts only with theory. You know how to flash five strokes. It won’t work if the other party doesn’t speak martial arts..."

All the classmates around them changed their faces when they heard this.

Meng Zhixue seriously pondered for a while, and then whispered: "This is not bad. No matter how deep you understand martial arts, you can't follow your hands and feet. That means you have no understanding. No matter how deep your magic power is, your body can't keep up. Without a single ability, the physical body can keep up, experience and consciousness can't keep up, and it only becomes the target of letting opponents oppress, so the only "Wu Jing" in the world is the most solid!"

"I see that little sword master Lu Pingsheng, I am afraid that he is so arrogant because he saw this too..."

"..."

Tsuru Zhenzhang stunned for a moment before repliing, "What can I do?"

The people around looked at each other and didn't even know what to do. Among their classmates, there was no such thing as Wujing as the destiny scripture. There was a Nie Quan earlier, but it is a pity that they are now doing comfortable clothes in Liuhu. Uncle Palm Ling, when he was reunited in Yuancheng before, he saw it, his belly was a bit bigger, and naturally he couldn't expect to pull him over to make a shot for Fang Cun.

"No, let me do it!"

Yu Qingli silently opened his mouth at this moment: "I am a part of the "Wu Jing", so I know how to fight!"

"you……"

Meng Qing'er tilted her head and looked at Yu Qingli, then shook her head: "You have only two results when you fight with that surnamed Lu. Either he hasn't made a move before he is scared to admit defeat, or he bit his head. Out of the sword, then...you are dead!"

Yu Qingli was speechless. After a long time, he nodded silently.

"I am prepared for this, don't worry!"

It was Fang Cun who saw their worried look, but just smiled, indicating that he did not need to think deeply.

"What about Xiao Li in the Santianyuan?"

Yun Xiao then replied: "Santianyuan mainly focuses on deep-study of "Calculations". This is a kind of knowledge that you either don't learn, but you have to learn deeply. It is a great distance from ordinary people, not to mention this Xiaolihui. Not a day in advance, I will set up an obscure and dangerous array, waiting for you to break it tomorrow. It is just that he digs out a problem from the towering courtyard and throws it at you. I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with!"

Fangcun listened, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I have counted, next!"

"Dongyouyuan scorpion!"

Yun Xiao said: "I'm not very worried about studying the "Soul Book". To be honest, it is not terrible to fight these people who play "Soul Book". The horrible thing is that they are hiding in the dark. I play yin with you everywhere, so this is nothing..."

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Where...Where is the...

"This... also strange!"

Yun Xiao said: "The Reincarnation Academy has an awkward position. It mainly participates in the Shujing. However, among the ten Qi refiners in the world, seven of them all participate in the Shujing. Not only that, but they are all in groups. Although the Samsara Institute used the power of the Immortal Temple to collect the world classics before, but there is nothing to participate in it. Therefore, the Samsara Institute has never existed, but in recent years. After this, I have gradually turned my focus to comprehend the forbidden mysteries of the dark dynasty in the past!"

"But if they fight with you, they should not dare to use the secret technique of the previous dynasty?"

Yun Xiao said, shook his head, and said with a smile: "He wants to dare to use it. I will be the first to jump out and ask Xiandian to rule him!"

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"In that case, is it difficult for Lu Pingsheng and Xiao Li to deal with?"

When Fang Cun heard this, he smiled and said, "There is still one night to prepare, and there may not be no chance of winning!"

"If this is the case, there is another question..."

Yun Xiao looked solemn and slowly said, "Perhaps you really have the possibility of winning, but you...really want to win them?"

Everyone around me became nervous after saying a word.

They naturally saw it today. This challenge is not the most terrifying challenge, but that Lu Pingsheng’s words are terrifying. If Fang Cunzhen wins these people, wouldn’t it be more proof from another angle? The existence of the second volume of "The Secret Code of Wuxiang" has even proved that the "Secret Code of Wuxiang" even surpassed the nine classics and hundreds of studies listed by Daxia as the foundation of the world?

If someone really wants trouble from this, how can Fang Cun explain?

Any magical powers in the world have solutions.

The only trick that the "big hat" has been buckled is the most helpless.

"I'll talk about specific things when they are specific!"

When Fang Cun listened to these words, he only groaned slightly, and said: "But this challenge, I will win!"

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I discussed it several times before and after, but none of it was more heart-wrenching than this.

For a while, all of you classmates didn't know how Fang Cun planned to win, but also worried about what he would do after winning.

And Fang Cun himself did not show steady self-confidence like the previous few times, but after the classmates left, let the little fox bring a bunch of letters he received in recent days, one by one, carefully After reading it carefully, he wrote a few more letters overnight, and then ordered her to borrow the old school’s transmission team and send out these letters one by one.

Then he walked slowly to the yard.

In the distance, several small buildings are brightly lit, and it seems that some people are reading at night.

Fang Cun knew that several teachers in the old school were actually waiting for him to go there, willing to help.

But instead of going up to these small buildings, he walked slowly and came to the plum blossom forest in the old school.

"The son... the son..."

In the moonlight, behind the plum blossom branch, a girl, blushing, quietly walked out, looking a little nervous.

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Sister Su'er is here before the agreed time?"

Qu Su'er behind Meizhi blushed. She was embarrassed to say that she had arrived an hour earlier, but she was nervously twisting her clothes, and whispered: "The son asked me... to meet me here, I don't know... I wonder what's the matter?"

Fang Cun smiled at her.

Qu Su'er suddenly became nervous and messed up the corners of his clothes.

"Damn……"

Fang Cun glanced at it and said with a smile: "Tomorrow I should pay sister Su'er for a new one!"

"Ah...no, no need..."

Qu Su'er was nervous and a little incoherent: "I... I went back to Chaoge~lightnovelpub.net~ with my grandfather...just...just...before... Grandpa took me away from Chaoge, and went away... We ran out of gold and silver to save people, so...that's why we have no money, but now...I'm home now, and the people have come to see...So, so I can still buy new clothes..."

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Sister Su'er bought it. That's Sister Su'er's. I will buy it for you. It's for you!"

Qu Su'er's face was almost red, and she lowered her head, silently, after a while, before she became imperceptible, she nodded gently.

Fang Cun looked a little happy, and said, "Of course, I have something to do, please ask Sister Su'er!"

Qu Su'er was stunned for a moment, with both hands behind him, gently kicking the pebble on the ground: "You... what do you say..."

Look at this, it seems to have agreed...

When Fang Cun saw this, he stopped being wordy, looked at Qu Su'er seriously, lowered his voice and said:

"Tomorrow, can Miss Su Er go and fight for me?"