Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded in agreement.
A master is not created overnight.
Just like the original Sword Master Lonely Sword, he went through countless battles and narrow escapes in his life, and finally won the title of Sword Master.
There may indeed be only one Sword Master in the world, but don’t you know how many bones are piled underground in this place where the highest honor of swordsmanship is.
In the arena.
The competition continues.
The abbot of Lingnan Temple, relying on his indestructible Vajra body, directly competed with Long Er for real energy.
Seeing that Long Er was still young and his true energy was simply outmatched, he was about to lose.
Lin Fan in the audience curled his lips slightly and shouted softly: "Silly boy, who asked you to fight with him for real energy? Did I teach you the twenty-two swords for nothing? ?”
Twenty-two swords!
Central Plains Sword Master, a lifetime of hard work!
Even without any real energy support, relying only on the exquisite sword moves of his sword twenty-two, this set of swordsmanship can be regarded as a unique skill in the world.
Especially the last move, Sword Twenty-Two, is a peerless swordsmanship that the sword master has painstakingly studied for many years.
On the ring, Long Er's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing Lin Fan's words.
"Yes, how could I have forgotten the Holy Spirit Sword Technique that Uncle Lin taught me!"
Long Er slapped his bare forehead, and after realizing it, he immediately stopped Got entangled with the abbot of Nanling Temple.
He directly pulled out an iron sword from the weapon rack at the edge of the ring, and then slowly used the moves in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
"Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword One!"
Bah!
The iron sword in Long Er's hand suddenly became like a dragon, flying up and down, dazzling the eyes of the monks in the audience.
At the same time.
The abbot of Nanling Temple on the stage looked proud at first and was ready to wait for work. When Long Er completely lost his strength, he would end the battle directly.
However, since the opponent got the sword in his hand and started to use this exquisite sword technique, the abbot of Nanling Temple felt that he was somewhat powerless and could not operate the Vajra Indestructible Body smoothly.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, the abbot of Nanling Temple waved his hand, signaling Long'er to stop first.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing? Why, I have never seen it in Buddhism?"
In Buddhism, there are also monks who know swordsmanship and have similar skills.
It’s just that Buddhist swordsmanship is more heavy-handed and not as light and agile as Holy Spirit swordsmanship.
Long Er sneered, raised the iron sword in his hand, and drew out a sword flower lightly.
"The Holy Spirit Sword Technique was created by Dugu Sword Master!"
As the last word fell, Long Er's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of the abbot of Nanling Temple.
“Holy Spirit Sword Technique,Two swords! "
"Sword Three! "
"Four of Swords! "
......
"Twenty-two swords! ”
Although Long Er’s true energy is not very deep, his swordsmanship talent is very demonic.
This set of Holy Spirit Sword Techniques seems to have been created by him.
In his hands, even without the use of real energy, he can still exert at least half of the power.
The abbot of Nanling Temple has no backhand power at all under this set of swordsmanship. He was directly knocked away by Long Er's sword and fell outside the ring.
The white-bearded old monk in charge saw this and shouted in a deep voice: "The winner has been decided. , now, who else wants to challenge the representatives of Lanruo Temple? "
I asked this question three times in a row.
But no one in the audience dared to answer.
Think about it, even Xiling smiled The great masters who became famous a few years ago have all lost to this young boy. Who dares to despise this young child in front of him?
See the white-bearded old monk on the high platform. Then he nodded with satisfaction and announced loudly: "Since there is no one to challenge, the leader of this Sizhai Alliance Conference is... Lanruo Temple! ”
Hearing the white-bearded old monk announcing the result, the monks of Lanruo Temple in the audience all cheered and got excited.
In contrast, the monks of the other five temples on the other side The monks all looked defeated.
“That kid is really a monster, even the Laughing Buddha in our temple is no match! ”
“Not just the Laughing Buddha, haven’t you seen the abbot of Nanling Temple defeated by others? His face has been completely lost.” ”
“Oh, they are already dozens of years old. They can’t even beat a child. At such an age... they are really like dogs. "
"Let's go, it's the leader of Lanruo Temple again, let's go back and practice hard. ”
That night.
Lanruo Temple held a grand celebration.
Although Buddhism pays attention to purity, for such a major event as winning the alliance leader, Lanruo Temple It was a lively celebration.
Who said Buddhist disciples are not competitive?
On the contrary, these monks are kind and compassionate.
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In their hearts, they value fame and wealth more than anyone else.
Otherwise, why would they want to build a golden Buddha in a temple
Learn from other Taoist priests and go to the mountains and forests to build their own. Isn't Tao bad?
In the end, no one can escape the word fame and fortune.
Lin Fan and You Ruo were preparing to return to Wushuang City. During this period, Long Er also wanted to go back.
But it was helpless that the monks of Lanruo Temple treated him as a treasure and said nothing. Let him go.
So, he could only stay in Lanruo Temple and be the leader for a few days., Lin Fan and You Ruo returned to Wushuang City.
As soon as they returned, the two heard from Second Meng that there were guests in Wushuang City!
And he asked Lin Fan by name.
"Looking for me?"
Lin Fan looked strange and couldn't figure out who he was. He came to Wushuang City specifically to look for him.
Second Meng, who was standing aside, glanced at Lin Fan and said angrily: "Maybe it was you who caused the romantic debt again, and the girl has come to visit you now."
p>Lin Fan: "..."
Immediately, Lin Fan changed into light clothes.
In the living room of the city lord's mansion, I saw this person who named me and wanted to find me!
This is not the girl You Ruo mentioned, but a middle-aged man.
Moreover, I have never seen this person before.
Lin Fan was a little curious about the other party’s identity and why he came to Wushuang City to find him!
"Your Excellency must be City Lord Lin. I am in charge of this. I have something to do here, and I want to ask Lord Lin to help me!" the middle-aged man said with cupped hands.
"Huaikong..."
After reciting the name silently, Lin Fan immediately remembered it.
In the original plot, Huai Kong is the apprentice of the Iron God of Tiexin Island, and he also has an older brother named Huai Mie.
However.
According to the plot, Huai Kong should still be his young hero, so how could he come to him when he has nothing to do?
"Tell me, what do you want from me? I don't like chatty people!" Lin Fan said directly.
When Huai Kong heard the words, he smiled and said: "It is said that Mr. Xiaoyao indulges himself in the world, and he is accompanied by three beauties. He does not love the country but loves the beauty. He is a wonderful person. When we meet him today, it is really different. "Fan Xiang!"
Speaking of this, Huai Kong sighed softly and said: "Since City Lord Lin has said so, then Huai Kong will not beat around the bush. Here comes Huai Kong. I want to ask the city lord to borrow a sword!"