This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 333 Broken Sword Rain

Hongyun's figure appeared quietly on the ring, his eyes deep and his voice serious:

"Today is the last day of the competition. The top three positions will be determined. Please wait and see."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lu Yuanzhi's seat and said:
"Please invite Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu to come on stage."

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu in the audience looked at each other from a distance.

Lu Yuanzhi looked over expressionlessly and saw Lu Ziyu's smiling face. He took a deep breath and without hesitation, jumped onto the ring in front of everyone's attention.

This is the final arena.

The whisk in Lu Ziyu's hand turned into a golden sword, which landed at his feet and flew him up to the ring.

Seeing both of them appearing on the ring, Hongyun looked at them seriously and said:
"The winner of the two of you will advance, and the loser will fight with my Taoist Saint Son."

"If the loser beats the Holy Son, he will be ranked second, and the Holy Son will be ranked third. If the Holy Son wins, the best winner will fight with the Holy Son to determine the first."

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi nodded lightly: "I have no objection."

Again, the Taoist sect has contributed money and effort for this competition, and the venue is also provided by others. There is no problem in sending a Taoist sect to the top three.

Lu Ziyu said nothing and nodded slowly, with a smile still on his face.

Seeing the two of them being like this, Yun Yun gave a soft hum and chose to leave the ring, leaving the two of them standing on both sides of the ring.

At this time, there were only two people on the stage, Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu.

Neither of them spoke first. Lu Yuanzhi looked at each other with a slight movement in his heart. He looked at Lu Ziyu and said:

"I will not hold back in this battle."

Hearing what he said, Lu Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sent a message:

"Lu Yunpei, have you forgotten the agreement between us?"

After hearing his voice transmission, Lu Yuanzhi sighed softly:

"The order of tolerance cannot be resisted."

Hearing what he said, Lu Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled and said:

"If that's the case, then let's meet the real chapter."

Having said this, he raised his arm slightly, and the golden sword came into his hand from where it was floating around him.

The intention to fight is self-evident.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes became more serious than ever before. With a weak hold of his right hand, a narrow black knife appeared in his hand.

Lu Yuanzhi has never understood the real details of the Taoist man in front of him. Even after observing him fighting with others for several days, he only has a superficial understanding of him.

If he was just acting like this now, it would be impossible for Xian Ling'er from the Demon Sect to be following him all the time...

There must be something about it that others don’t know.

The reason why he was so cautious about Lu Yuanzhi was because he saw the same power in his own time domain when he saw him wielding his sword against Hai Wuyan yesterday.

It was most likely that he learned about the Taoist treasure he possessed...

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi no longer hesitated. Since he couldn't find out his true identity, he must strike first.

The next moment, with everyone's expectant eyes, Lu Yuanzhi took the lead.

This attack was just for testing. He quickly bullied himself and used the plan to draw his sword. However, this time he did not use all his strength to draw his sword, but left enough energy for him to retreat.

Rushing to use all your strength without knowing the details of the enemy may very well put you in a state of catastrophe.

This is also the lesson Lu Yuanzhi learned after his fight with Song Yu yesterday.

Although he has fought a lot since his debut, Lu Yuanzhi used his full strength only when he was confident about everyone he faced. Therefore, when facing Lu Ziyu, Lu Yuanzhi was still a little wary.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi take action, Lu Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and the golden sword in his hand buzzed. He knew that there was no room for hesitation when a warrior took action against him, and with clear thoughts in his mind, he greeted Lu Yuanzhi's blow. Go up.

A fourth-grade warrior, without opening a domain, is not much better than a fifth-grade breath gathering realm.

Therefore, in theory, a fifth-grade warrior can attack and kill a fourth-grade warrior under certain conditions.

This is not unprecedented in history.

The two swords separated immediately after the collision.

Lu Yuanzhi stayed where he was, while Lu Ziyu took more than one step back.

"hehe."

After tasting Lu Yuanzhi's compelling power, Lu Ziyu smiled bitterly and rubbed the mouth of his wrist that was already bleeding:

"Sure enough, you can't resist the force of a warrior."

Although it was just a simple test, Lu Ziyu was already at a disadvantage.

He also knew that in terms of physical confrontation, fifth-level warriors were not much weaker than fourth-level warriors. Since he could defeat the fifth-level Jianghu Grandmaster, he might not be able to have a run-in with Lu Yuanzhi.

But the facts proved that he still thought too much.

Lu Yuanzhi looked indifferent. He didn't feel any discomfort in his body at this time. He said in a calm voice:
"madness."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Lu Ziyu suppressed his wry smile and his expression became serious:

"In that case, let Lu Yunpei try a certain flying sword."

As he spoke, the golden light of his body flashed slightly, then flickered to the far side of the ring.

There was only a golden sword suspended in the air in front of Lu Yuanzhi.

Seeing this sword, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes were extremely solemn. He retreated slightly, retracted the narrow sword and stood facing it.

"go with!"

On the other side of the ring, Lu Ziyu, who had withdrawn from a safe distance, relaxed a little and controlled the golden sword to slash at Lu Yuanzhi.

The next moment, the golden sword roared and flew towards Lu Yuanzhi with the sound of friction with the air.

Lu Yuanzhi took his time and channeled his warrior aura into his eyes. Although he could not control the flow of time, it could make it easier for him to capture the trajectory of the golden sword.

Amidst the whistling sound, Lu Yuanzhi held the handle of the knife with both hands.

The handle of the knife is as narrow as one foot, leaving room for both hands to grasp.

And holding it with both hands makes it easier for Lu Yuanzhi to exert force.

At this time, the speed of the golden sword was almost invisible to others, and it was so fast that it was outrageous.

Lu Yuanzhi, on the other hand, was as if he had installed an induction radar. He didn't even need to see some attacks with his eyes. He could reach the target with his sword just by feeling.

"Ding ding ding."

With every swing of Lu Yuanzhi's knife, there was a clanging sound, like striking iron, and a pleasant sound sounded like musical notes jumping between the swords.

At this time, the black narrow sword also exuded a pleasant vibration, which seemed to be a long-lost moan when an opponent was about to encounter a good talent.

Lu Yuanzhi felt the joyful mood that only he could feel in the black and narrow sword, and even his own state of mind felt a little relaxed.

"Dude, have you found prey?"

Lu Yuanzhi glanced at the long black knife.

He can understand the narrow knife in his hand. Every time he encounters the opponent's weapon in a battle, it is either an extremely rubbish iron weapon or a slightly better spiritual weapon. It can be said that there is almost no one that can compare with the narrow knife.

As for the Lu Ziyu he faced this time, as far as Lu Yuanzhi knew, his sword pills had been cultivated to an extremely outstanding level, which even the Taoist elder Hong Yun couldn't help but be shocked.

Therefore, Lu Yuanzhi can understand that Narrow Sword can convey such emotions at this time.

If you attack for a long time, there will be mistakes. At this time, Lu Ziyu was already a little tired. He didn't expect that Lu Yuanzhi was like a turtle shell, able to resolve so many attacks on him with ease.

Seeing that Lu Yuanzhi didn't show any signs of fatigue, he could only smile bitterly at the warrior's incredible physical fitness.

Lu Yuanzhi was silently observing Lu Ziyu at this time. Seeing that he was still chattering and attacking him with the golden sword, he secretly had a suspicion in his heart.

Slowly, he moved his steps gently towards Lu Ziyujian.

The golden sword is still attacking Lu Yuanzhi tirelessly, and Lu Yuanzhi is still catching the golden sword's trajectory.

But between this attack and defense, the distance between Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu became closer and closer.

"A warrior can be tireless, but what about your sword?"

Lu Ziyu focused on the attack and did not notice anything unusual about Lu Yuanzhi. His eyes became sharp, and the aura unique to a swordsman gradually reached its peak.

The black and narrow sword in Lu Yuanzhi's hand has never been known to the world, or in other words, everything about Lu Yuanzhi has been covered up by his own reputation.

This also resulted in few people paying attention to anything else about him.

Lu Yuanzhi moved quietly until a moment later, he was only half the distance from Lu Ziyu.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly changed, and his aura was completely revealed at this moment.

Until now he no longer hesitated.

"Frozen for thousands of miles."

In an instant, the extremely cold field spread from his body to the surrounding areas.

And his body also changed at this moment.

The eyes turned azure, and the blue hair on his head turned snow-white, as if dyed with frost.

Another skill that made him famous.

Before Lu Ziyu could react, he felt a sudden coldness around his body. When he saw Lu Yuanzhi's figure, Lu Yuanzhi was already only one step away from him!
Damn!

Seeing this, Lu Ziyu knew that he had been fooled.

Without thinking about it, he silently thought:
"Replacement puppet!"

But at this moment, Lu Yuanzhi's knife also fell on him. This was a sure blow for Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi knew he had the only chance!

When Lu Yuanzhi saw his knife passing through Lu Ziyu's body, his eyes were slightly startled.

It feels wrong!

How could the knife feel so light when it penetrates the meat?

When he looked up again, he realized that the dead soul under his sword was Lu Ziyu. It was clearly a human-shaped piece of paper!
"Lu Yunpei has good tricks!"

At this time, Lu Ziyu's voice sounded from behind him.

Lu Yuanzhi turned around and looked over, only to find that Lu Ziyu had appeared in another part of the arena, far away from him.

Lu Yuanzhi breathed out softly. He was not discouraged. He stretched out his hand to hold the paper man into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"Your methods are not bad either."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Lu Ziyu in the distance calmly.

The distance between this arena is eight arenas combined into one, which is extremely wide, even as large as the entire square.

The distance between the two ends was impossible for him to jump across.

So now he does not pose any threat to Lu Ziyu.

"It's just a unique life-saving method of the Taoist sect. It cannot be seen by the heroes of the world."

Lu Ziyu shook his head and smiled bitterly. At this time, he was still frightened.

If he had reacted a moment too late just now, he would have been a corpse at this moment.

Warriors are indeed difficult to deal with.

This was the thought that came to his mind after his battle with Lu Yuanzhi.

Especially a high-level warrior like Lu Yuanzhi who possesses the power of the domain.

"Next, I'm going to get serious."

As he spoke, Lu Ziyu's eyes turned golden, and the golden swords around Lu Yuanzhi also began to tremble violently.

When Lu Yuanzhi saw this, the golden rain of swords that Lu Ziyu unleashed on the people in the world that day appeared in his mind.

The overwhelming power is still fresh in my memory.

Looking at the overwhelming rain of swords, Lu Yuanzhi took a deep breath.

The feeling that the whole world was his enemy made him feel extremely depressed.

This feeling hasn't happened for a long time.

This kind of power made him even a little restless.

He took a deep breath, looked at the monstrous rain of swords, and an idea came to his mind.

"What if I can find the life gate and break it with force?"

"Thousands of swords roar together. For those who have achieved this level, no one except divine weapons can break it."

Hong Yun's words still echoed in Lu Yuanzhi's ears.

The vibration of the black and narrow sword still moved Lu Yuanzhi's right hand.

Feeling the sharpness of the black narrow sword, Lu Yuanzhi felt at ease.

Don't forget, the knife in his hand is a magical weapon!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi no longer hesitated, and he raised his eyes to look at the rain of swords in the sky.

Every sword seems to be exactly the same, with no discernible clues at all.

"There's definitely something wrong."

Lu Yuanzhi was not discouraged. He carefully observed each sword. When he set his sights on Lu Ziyu who was not far away, he felt slightly certain in his heart.

"I see!"

Even if you take thousands of incarnations, you still have your original body.

Your original body is...with your master!
Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes shone brightly, and he looked firmly at the white light next to Lu Ziyu.

Sure enough, my guess was correct. Hiding yourself close to you is the basis of this method!
Lu Yuanzhi no longer hesitated, he opened the extreme cold field to the extreme, and jumped towards Lu Ziyu in a flash.

On his way there, sword rain fell from the sky.

A feeling like a light on the back made Lu Yuanzhi's hair stand up.

As Lu Yuanzhi approached Lu Ziyu, he waved the narrow knife in his hand. The rain of swords falling from the sky turned into powder after touching his knife.

Lu Yuanzhi couldn't splash the water from his sword dance, and no sword could touch his body.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yuanzhi's body was extremely close to Lu Ziyu.

Only then did Lu Ziyu react. When he saw Lu Yuanzhi's figure, his expression changed drastically, but there was nothing he could do at this time.

He could only use all his strength to activate the white light in front of him to make the power of his sword rain even greater.

But at this time, Lu Yuanzhi's sword was already very close to the white light in front of him!

(End of this chapter)