Chapter 1148 Master Is a Pervert (1)

This can't be done, I've suffered enough before, isn't the second one cheating?

It has to be made clear.

Yu Zhenghai strode out of the crowd, came to the Health Hall, bowed deeply to Master, and said, "Meet Master."

With an expression of approval, Lu Zhou walked down the steps of the Hall of Health and said:

"Cultivators should have such courage, dare to challenge the elders, and improve their own health. In this regard, you should learn from the third child. Although the third child has poor talent, he is a hard worker and never complains. He is not like you. Talent, without your luck, and without your intelligence... But the world is uncertain, and who is the dark horse, it is not yet known."

He changed his words and raised his tone, full of expectations for the disciples——

"The sun and the moon are subverted, and the river and the sea shine together. Before the mountains rise, all living beings are heroes. Yu Zhenghai, don't let the teacher down."

Yu Zhenghai: "..."

Speaking of which, is there still a choice?

The words squeezed in the throat, swallowed into the stomach, and said, "Teacher should work hard."

...

The four elders were on the other side, so it was not surprising. Since the return of the Juyuan Star Dou Great Array, the four of them tried their best to cultivate, and the progress was very fast. Looking for a good day and auspicious day, you can try to open your destiny.

Yan Zhenluo and Lu Li came over and bowed to the four elders.

During this period of time, Lu Li has been immersed in his eyes and ears, and he feels like he has been brainwashed. In addition, he is in the Huanglian Realm, and he has arranged the pavilion master a lot, just to see how this master teaches his disciples.

"Envoy Lu, there's nothing wrong with taking a closer look. If it wasn't for his advanced age, no one would want to be the master of the pavilion." Pan Litian said.

Lu Li said politely and doubtfully, "The ten disciples of the Motian Pavilion are all outstanding. I also want to see what the pavilion master has."

"That's right... take a good look." Pan Litian smiled.

Yan Zhenluo patted Lu Li on the shoulder and said, "General Lu said that the pavilion master looks like your ancestor, is it true?"

Lu Li rolled his eyes at him and joked about his ancestors. Another person would have hammered him a long time ago, and said, "I only saw the portrait once when I was young, and I don't remember it clearly. Most people in my uncle's study don't let me in, even I don't know. When my uncle learned that I had entered the Motian Pavilion, he showed me the portrait... um... it really looks like..."

"I'm just joking, don't mind. Having said that, it would be great if the pavilion master was willing to point us." Yan Zhenluo said.

Meng Changdong didn't know when he appeared by his side and said, "Based on what I know about the pavilion owner, the pavilion owner is open-minded in his practice. It will be over in a while, just ask for advice in person."

"It makes sense."

The crowd nodded in agreement.

There is always a first-come-last-arrival distinction, and it is not too late to ask for advice after the patriarch has finished his apprenticeship.

...

Because it is in the palace, practitioners also have a special martial arts field, and it is much more spacious and comfortable than some sects, and there is no need to worry about outsiders watching the battle. Everyone present is their own.

Lu Zhou has already come to the field.

Yu Shangrong took a deep breath and stood opposite Luzhou.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong who was a little nervous and said, "Show the confidence you should have."

Yu Shangrong nodded.

It may be the psychological shadow of childhood at work. He has never been like this before facing any strong man, and always feels a little empty... This is not his style, nor his style. Master's words reminded him.

Lu Zhou said again: "Take two wooden sticks."

"Yes."

"..."

Yu Zhenghai took a step back involuntarily.

This feels a little familiar.

Not as good as a real gun.

The spectators found it interesting.

Meng Changdong found two wooden sticks that were not too strong, one for Yu Shangrong and one for Luzhou.

One teacher and one apprentice,

The two face each other far away.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the "sword" in his hand, and recalled that when he was in Motian Pavilion, he also used a wooden sword. When the wooden sword will not be broken, the swordsmanship will pass. It is only a passing grade. The real swordsmanship must be tempered by blood before entering the hall.

"Master, please." Yu Shangrong clenched his fingers slightly, and his nervousness was quickly dispelled.

The vitality gradually surged up.

Lu Zhou did not move, but carried one hand behind him.

"Second Senior Brother, come on!" Xiao Yuan'er shouted with a fist.

It was at this time that Yu Shangrong rushed over, his figure was like a point, and the qi wrapped the wooden stick to form a long and narrow sword gang.

Lu Zhou's heart moved slightly... He has never had a discussion with Yu Shangrong who entered Eleven Leaf. Yu Shangrong has mastered the storm, and everything is the essence of the sword. In terms of pure swordsmanship, it is no longer comparable to Eight Leaf.

The sword Gang was like a wind and a shadow, and came to Luzhou, one sword, two swords, three swords, and stabbed out——

Because the speed of the stabbing sword was too fast, what everyone saw was afterimages.

As the master, Lu Zhou kept sideways to avoid, the same afterimage.

The two afterimages attacked and evaded.

Of course, this is just a discussion, not a life fight in the true sense.

It looks extraordinarily gorgeous and pleasing to the eye.

Every time Yu Shangrong swings his sword, there will be hundreds of afterimages, like a wave...

Everyone was shocked.

Yu Shangrong stabbed thousands of sword gangs in a row, without hesitation.

Lu Zhou didn't plan to use the divine power of the celestial scriptures, but relying on his own strength, he took the opportunity to understand Yu Shangrong's cultivation.

Suddenly, Yu Shangrong changed his moves, and the wooden stick in his hand flew out with a buzzing sound, suddenly giving birth to ten thousand swords, sweeping it horizontally.

Luzhou started to fight back.

After returning home, I entered the three souls, and the phantom flashed.

Yu Shangrong was startled, retracted the stick, and kept retreating.

The three shadows immediately became six, six, and nine more—

boom!

Yu Shangrong felt a pain in his back, and his body was knocked flying by a force.

Before it fell, another shadow hit his arm.

click.

The stick flew out.

Yu Shangrong flipped in the air, trying to save the field.

I don't know when a shadow appeared on it, and a "sword" fell.

boom.

hit him in the abdomen.

bang bang bang bang bang...

Wrists, shoulders, waist, legs, all are concentrated by wooden sticks... The speed is getting faster and faster.

Xiao Yuan'er immediately raised her hands to cover her eyes, and spread a finger in her right hand, watching through the gap.

...

Finally, the figure of the two is certain.

One left and one right, opposite each other.

As if not moving. Yu Shangrong slightly held the wooden stick in his right hand, and his wrist trembled slightly. Lu Zhou put one hand behind him and held a wooden stick in the other.

The aura has dissipated.

"It's over?" Everyone looked dumbfounded.

"I don't seem to see clearly... Is this gone?"

"It's normal for you to be too weak to see clearly. I didn't expect that Mr. Er would be able to retreat under the pavilion master's hands. I'm afraid that swordsmanship is already great."

Just finished.

The wooden stick in Yu Shangrong's hand was broken one by one, and the cuts were neat. One by one fell to the ground.

hiss--

At the same time, the clothes on his body tore through the small opening, like a blade slashed open. There are about twenty openings in front of him and about thirty openings behind him.

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Is this the elegant and easy-going second senior brother? Why is he so like a beggar begging on the street?

It's over, the master is a pervert, the second senior brother wants face so much, in the public, he doesn't give any face, and he starts so ruthlessly, just like in the past.

Everyone has dignity!

But no one dared to speak.

Lu Zhou opened his mouth, breaking the calm, and said, "You have made some achievements in kendo, and you have made a lot of progress, which is worthy of praise."

He put his arm down, his wrist under his sleeve, and there was a very small, hard-to-see opening.

"Thank you Master for your advice." Yu Shangrong said, turning to leave. This image is so embarrassing.

"Wait." Lu Zhou said.