"Are you a new seed of Piaomiao Sect?"

He Feng looked at Lu Anzhi with fierce eyes, like a mad dog, full of hostility.

His father was a casual cultivator. He failed to participate in the introductory assessment of the Taiping Sword Sect and since then he held grudges among these wealthy families. He vowed to train his children to become peerless swordsmen and flatten these wealthy families.

It is proved that if a casual cultivator does not enter the sect, he can still become famous.

“Is it important?”

Lu Anzhi asked back.

“It’s not important!”

He Feng sneered, it was all dead anyway, so he stopped talking nonsense, drew his sword with his right hand, rushed towards Lu Anzhi with one step.

He Feng, who received the wolf child's education, looked thin, but he felt cruel and mad in his bones. Once he took action, he was a killing move to die together.

"Wow, it's cruel enough!"

The old beggar clapped happily and bet right by himself.

Those who bet on Lu Anzhi's victory all showed a strong look, and some people couldn't help but shouted.

"Don't retreat!"

If you retreat, if you lose your first move and momentum, just wait for the blow to explode!

This son of a casual cultivator is obviously a powerful sword cultivator.

Lu Anzhi retreated and defended with all his strength. In order to accumulate experience, he naturally wanted to let the opponent attack and withstand a wave of attacks like a tide.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The two swords collided, and a crisp sound broke out.

Lu Anzhi fought and retreated.

"Courtess, fight back!"

Someone was anxious and cursed.

Lu Anzhi withdrew 12 meters. Under He Feng's attack, he was like a small boat in a storm, as if he was about to sink at any time, but he just didn't sink.

"Didn't you eat? Get more effort!"

The old beggar roared, and he always felt something was wrong. The new Miao of Piaomiao Sect looked calm and terrible, as if he was deliberately letting the other party attack.

He is not practicing swords with the other party, right?

Probably not, how could a new seedling have such courage?

He Feng became more and more anxious as he fought, especially when he saw victory in front of him, why couldn’t he take it down? That feeling was too bad.

In addition, the opponent looked very weak, so even if it was not the best time, He Feng decided to use his sword skills. However, just as he had just started his starting posture, the opponent suddenly counterattacked.

"Oops!"

He Feng was shocked. He wanted to change his moves to defend himself, but the opponent's sword was too fast, just like a cobra preying on him.

Honey!

The long sword pierced He Feng's right wrist, and Lu Anzhi lifted up with force.

Swish!

As the blood was spraying, He Feng's wrist was cut open halfway.

Dang!

The sword fell.

"Give up!"

Lu Anzhi clasped his fists.

He Feng was as stupid as a wooden chicken. He started receiving his father's iron-blooded education since he was five years and three months have passed. But he actually lost this battle?

No!

He just had good luck!

"Lu Qisheng!"

The referee announced.

"The new seedlings of Piaomiao Sect are amazing!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"Haha, I won the money!"

The gamblers laughed and went to the hall to exchange money. When they saw the blind Taoist, they immediately admired him: "Blind, you are indeed right in your analysis, and admire him!"

The blind Taoist smiled dryly and wanted to suck his mouth.

What am I talking nonsense?

Is the five hundred spiritual sand gone?

The old beggar next to him was also unlucky. He originally wanted to get a flaw, but he didn't expect to misunderstand it.

This kid is not simple!

Although it seems simple to defeat the enemy with just one sword, it must have the ability to capture fleeting fighter jets and the power of action, otherwise it will not be possible if you see it and cannot catch it.

Of course, what makes this kid most amazing is his calmness.

"He actually won?"

Jiang Qing was stunned.

As a female sword cultivator, she has worked in the Sword Hall for six years, so she knows that it is much more difficult to win an opponent with such an "unusual" sword than to win a opponent with powerful sword skills.

Because the former can better reflect the talent of a sword cultivator.

"Don't choose such a weak player for me, make a powerful one!"

Lu Anzhi looked at Jiang Qing and ordered.

“…”

Jiang Qing was speechless and wanted to tell Lu Anzhi, do you know that this boy named He Feng is very powerful? His father is a sword cultivator in the Sword and Daoguan.

It’s the kind of thugs who will send you out when you don’t want to win in a row.

Very strong!

He Feng, the deputy director, once intended to accept him as his personal disciple, but he did not expect that Lu Qi would be defeated so quickly?

"I'm going to the lounge and waiting, hurry up!"

Lu Anzhi took a few steps and suddenly stopped: "By the way, can I bet on myself?"

"No...no!"

Jiang Qing replied subconsciously.

"oh!"

Lu Anzhi was very sorry.

"This guy said he was reincarnated, must he be lying to me, right?"

Jiang Qing looked at Lu Anzhi's back and went to choose an opponent.

This time I will choose a great one for you!

...

Soon, the female swordsman shouted in the hall.

"Betting, betting, a quarter of an hour later, the novice game, the new Miao Luqi, who just won the first victory, is definitely a battle against the new Miao Mouping of Taiping Sword Sect this year, and it is worth a look!"

The gambler froze.

Taiping Sword Sect is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship. I dare not say anything else, but I will definitely win when fighting swords. However, Lu Anzhi's performance just now made them think that this kid is very good.

Troubled!

"Blind Taoist, what do you say?"

Someone asked.

"The cultivators of Taiping Sword Sect do have a trick in the sword path, but a new girl has not received guidance yet, so it must not work. Everyone has seen that Lu Qi just now. It's very good. I bet he won!"

A blind Taoist analysis.

Everyone thought it made sense and started betting, but many people still bet on Muping to win.

The money is your own, so of course you have to make your own decisions. If you win, you will be happy, and if you lose, you will be resisted!

"I will bet on that Mouping wins!"

The blind Taoist gritted his teeth, but I still don’t believe it. If you have the ability, you will win another game.
To be continued...