Chapter 341 The Height of Thought Determines the Height of the Sword

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng only hesitated for a while.

The size is still clear.

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng looked like brothers in trouble, gave each other an encouraging look, and walked over.

When he came to Yu Shangrong, Pan Zhong said, "Second Sir, I'm sorry."

For a practitioner who pursues the ultimate in kendo, the sword is the same as fate.

How could Yu Shangrong be willing to...

"Master, the sword is there!" Yu Shangrong knelt down again and pressed the sword of longevity to the ground.

The crowd booed.

I didn't expect that Mr. Er, who was so arrogant, would make such a gesture for a sword. But on second thought, the person he worshipped was his master, his mentor. No matter what happened in the past, Lu Zhou could stand his kneeling.

Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng didn't dare to step forward and forcefully seize it, so they could only look at Yu Shangrong helplessly.

The two looked at each other, bewildered.

They set their eyes on Lu Zhou and waited for orders.

I had to force it.

The sword is indeed important, but it should not be such a big reaction.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "You are so reliant on the Longevity Sword that your swordsmanship is stagnant."

Yu Shangrong looked at the ground and said:

"Tutor's swordsmanship is not limited by weapons, but by golden lotus! Master... the sword is in people!"

I can hear it.

His mood fluctuated significantly.

"This seat gives you a chance to win this seat, sword, stay." Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong.

The crowd shook their heads.

How to win?

With such a huge disparity in strength, this is not an opportunity, it is tantamount to rejection.

Yu Shangrong looked at the longevity sword...

caught up.

His mood at the moment is no different from that of Duanmusheng before, knowing that he will fail, he has to give it a try.

Walk with a sword, step forward.

He used the simplest and most agile move to dodge forward.

Without the vitality of kendo, the competition is the skill of swordsmanship.

A sword stabbed out.

Lu Zhou slapped the blade with one palm.

Stab again, shoot again.

Thorn, hit, point, pick, slash, split... All the moves that can be used are vividly reflected at this moment, dazzling.

Yu Shangrong only relied on the strength of his body to bring a breeze.

Chic and elegant.

The formulas of Guiyuan Sword Jue, from the beginning to the end, appeared word by word in his mind.

In the beginning, the sword was like a shadow.

In the mid-term, the sword is like the wind.

At the end, the sword was like a storm.

...

Lu Zhou took his time and kept clapping his hands.

Thousands of years of practice memory, like personal experience.

The Guiyuan Sword Art was always taught by Lu Zhou to Yu Shangrong... In terms of understanding, he was no worse than Yu Shangrong.

In addition, he has gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools and knows the advantages and disadvantages.

Although he is old, he does not act like he should be at his age.

Yu Shangrong is fast, Luzhou is fast.

Yu Shangrong is slow, and Luzhou is slow.

Every palm just lined up on the Longevity Sword.

Bang bang.

The crowd shook their heads.

Can not help but sigh.

"The pavilion master knows too much about the Guiyuan Sword Art. Every move and every style of Mr. Er is under the control of the pavilion master."

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Obviously, Lu Zhou's comprehension of Guiyuan Sword Art is no weaker than Yu Shangrong.

Although Lu Zhou didn't fight back... but he defused all of Yu Shangrong's attacks and was even better.

"Hey, he lost from the moment Mr. Er made his move..." Hua Wudao said, "He was inferior to the pavilion master in terms of skills, and he was suppressed again in terms of momentum, confidence, and mentality, and he lost his spirit."

boom!

Lu Zhou made a ruthless attack this time, suddenly exerting strength, and slapped the Longevity Sword with a heavy palm.

Yu Shangrong loosened his hand, and the sword came out of his hand.

Clanged to the ground.

The battle is over.

Lu Zhou retracted his palm and put it behind him, looking at the longevity sword on the ground indifferently.

There was silence in front of the thinking cave.

Although this was just a battle without vitality, in terms of skills, Lu Zhou had already won.

Even if you give him vitality and put him in a desperate battle, there is no chance of winning.

The pavilion master can even restrain your cultivation, what other means do you have?

Yu Shangrong's arrogance was further suppressed and crushed.

"Master, entering the three souls...you left your hand?" Yu Shangrong asked.

"You are far from the Great Vehicle of Kendo..."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and waved his sleeves, and continued, "Yu Zhenghai, the same is true."

Yu Shangrong: "..."

If you win or lose, there is no reason to lose.

Winner, whatever you say is right.

Lu Zhou saw that although he didn't speak, his expression seemed to be dissatisfied, so he stroked his beard and said:

"When I return home, I enter the three souls, the light of the womb, the spirit of refreshment, and the spirit of serenity. The light of the womb is placed in the power of the body, the spirit is placed in the will, and the spirit is placed in the immortal, immortal, infinite way; the soul is yin, and the soul is Positive."

Having said that, Yu Shangrong said: "The disciple is familiar with the heart."

He is quite proud.

Claiming to remember everything.

But no one doubted his words.

After all, there are not many people in the world who can reach his kendo level.

"Since you don't agree, the old man will teach you again what is the real swordsmanship."

He suddenly remembered what he had learned before transmigration. The two memories had unknowingly reached an indescribable fusion. This fusion... gave him new insights into cultivation.

Yu Shangrong was too proud.

If he can't suppress his pride, he will definitely suffer in the future.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Zhou stroked his beard and calmly said:

"The highest state of kendo is that no sword is better than a sword."

Is no sword better than a sword?

Not to mention Yu Shangrong.

Even the people present were at a loss.

On the contrary, it was Duanmusheng who suddenly remembered that when the barrier was broken, the master used to perform the swordsmanship that was instructed when the heavenly family was lacking.

Therefore, he listened more seriously than others.

There were also the three elders of the Elder Pavilion, who suddenly became interested and wanted to hear the pavilion master's eloquence.

Others are even more afraid to come out, hoping to gain some insights.

...

Lu Zhou said: "Swords are divided into three classes, the first class is the sword of the common people, everyone can use it, down to the merchants and pawns, up to the emperor and the princes, they are only fierce and fierce and swaying through the market; the second class of the swords of the saints is based on courage Feng, with loyalty to the saint as a key, fighting for the front with kendo;

"The third class, the sword of the Son of Heaven, takes the hundred kingdoms as its front, the mountains and seas as its eaves, controls the five elements, opens up with Yin and Yang, holds it in spring and summer, and moves it in autumn and winter, it is unparalleled in the world, and the world is subordinate to it.

"It's the same with knives..."

Speaking of which.

Silent.

In the audience, only Lu Zhou's voice fell into everyone's ears word by word.

"This is the opinion of Daomen... and you, fighting with swordsmanship, are second-class at most."

Yu Shangrong looked complicated.

According to this statement, the senior brother Yu Zhenghai wants to take the world and make the world subdue, so his sword is third-class?

Seeing the change in his face, Lu Zhou knew what he was thinking, and said:

"Yu Zhenghai wants to take the Hundred Kingdoms as the front and the world to surrender. But...he doesn't have the ability, at best, he is second-class."

Yu Shangrong suddenly became curious and said, "Then who is the third class?"

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