Keep Your Head Down

"Conditions?" Li Nanwei was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Master Lu, please tell me."

She was so curious about Lu Chaoge's level, she really wanted to see this man's sword intent!

There is also a difference in sword intent. This man can break the rules, and the sword intent is formed in the first realm. As long as she thinks about it, she feels unbearable itching.

Lu Chaoge turned to look at her, and said, "This seat only has one sword, and it will stop."

"Okay!" Li Nanwei agreed immediately.

With her eyesight and vision, one sword is enough!

After the two agreed, they flew to Danqingfeng's performance field together.

What Jean Lu Chaoge didn't expect was that everyone was actually in the martial arts field.

The reason is very simple. Today is Xiaoqiu's first serious sword practice since he entered the school.

I saw that this round-faced chick without a waist was holding the cheapest dagger bought down the mountain, and kept doing the same action—stab!

Lu Dongli stood aside and watched with a smile.

As a senior sister, Luo Bing would occasionally give advice.

As for Heiting, if you don't look carefully, you won't feel that this person exists at all.

"Shuh-", the dagger thrust out, making a sound.

This is the basic sword art of Momen, and everyone has practiced from this set of sword art.

The same thorn can be heard from the sound, whether you are using it right.

Luo Bing walked over to the younger sister, took the dagger in the hand of the younger sister, with a pampering and smile on her innocent face, and said, "Xiao Qiu, you are wrong, let the second sister teach you."

As she spoke, she thrust her arm forward, and the dagger made a sound of breaking through the air, much clearer and louder than Xiao Qiu's.

When the round-faced chick heard the sound, his eyes lit up.

"I see!" She shouted in a milky voice, and then gave a crooked smile like Crayon Shin-chan.

Then, "Shh—", it's still not right.

"Yeah! Which little stupid pig is wrong again?" Luo Bing said with a smile.

Xiaoqiu was so angry that she was dancing with her claws.

Li Nanwei, who came here, looked at this scene and couldn't help but said, "Master Lu, the atmosphere of Momen is really enviable."

"Oh? Isn't that the case with Jianzong?" Lu Chaoge asked.

When he played "Tianxuan Realm" in his previous life, he hadn't been to the Sword Sect very much, so he actually didn't know much about the Sword Sect.

Li Nanwei shook her head and did not speak.

In fact, Lu Chaoge can probably figure it out. Jianzong is a place where talents are born in large numbers. The most terrible thing is that there are always some people in this world who are more talented and more diligent than you. Therefore, the overall atmosphere of Jianzong should be is not easy.

Just like some key high schools, when the get out of class is over, there is no laughing in the hallway. Many people are reading books and doing problems in the classroom, racing against time.

In this regard, he can't say right or wrong, he just thinks that Momen's style is more pleasing to him personally.

After everyone saw Lu Chaoge, they saluted one after another, and then the juniors also saluted Li Nanwei with a sword.

Seeing that Li Nanwei and Lu Chaoge came here together, Luo Bing couldn't help but feel tight.

Especially Li Nanwei is wearing a strong suit today, which is slightly close to the body, which makes the towering in some places more intuitive, making Luo Bing feel a little dizzy.

"Why doesn't this massage work?" Luo Bing couldn't understand.

She didn't grow day by day.

Do you really have to be like what your old mother said, and ask someone else to press it?

But fortunately, although Luo Bing is not as good as Li Nanwei, she also has her own master at the bottom. She is quite large and expresses that she has found psychological comfort.

Li Nanwei glanced around at everyone, first skipping the black pavilion, then looking at him again, frowning slightly.

Lu Chaoge noticed the change in her expression. He knew that Li Nanwei was very straight and didn't know how to disguise. He must have seen something wrong, so he asked, "Miss Nanwei, what's wrong?"

Li Nanwei looked at Heiting and said, "Sect Master Lu, there is one thing that Nanwei does not know whether to talk about it or not."

If it wasn't about his eldest disciple, Lu Chaoge would definitely reply directly—then shut up.

"Miss Nanwei, please speak." Lu Chaoge said.

Li Nanwei looked at the black pavilion and said, "Master Lu, Nan Wei understands Wang Qi a little bit. There is a hazy black aura spreading in this disciple's blue energy."

Lu Chaoge heard the words and glanced at the black pavilion.

Heiting's expression was the same as usual, and he, whose inner demon was gone, cared less about this matter than before.

Lu Chaoge didn't know if Li Nanwei really only knew a little bit of fur. He remembered that what the half-blind old man said at the time wasn't a hazy black air, but a dark air!

"It turned out to be a trivial matter." Lu Chaoge waved his hand, not knowing whether he was telling Li Nanwei or his own disciples, and said, "I never believe in fate."

Li Nanwei felt a shock when she heard this.

"Then, in the eyes of the head of Lu, what is destiny?" Li Nanwei asked.

Lu Dongli heard the words, glanced at Li Nanwei, and mourned in her heart, "Ah, don't give brother a chance!"

Sure enough, Lu Chaoge smiled and said lightly, "Fate is an excuse for the weak, and luck is a humble word for the strong."

After Lu Chaoge finished speaking, he lightly tipped his toes, flew up to the ring, and made a gesture of please.

Li Nanwei listened to his previous words and was a little dazed, but it took a while before she realized that she jumped onto the ring with a big sword on her back.

Only then did everyone know that these two were actually going to learn from each other.

According to the rules, Li Nanwei wanted to suppress her cultivation to the same realm as Lu Chaoge. She pinched the Taoist art and declared herself a cultivation realm, pressing her realm to the second realm.

The round-faced chick was the most excited at the scene. She was very excited who had never seen anything in the world. Those big round eyes didn't dare to blink, she tried her best to widen her eyes, and her two small eyebrows flew up. .

Her two small fists were clenched tightly and her buttocks were slightly pouted. She was the most anxious at the scene.

Lu Dongli looked at Lu Chaoge who was standing upright, and said in her heart, "Brother went down the mountain, and it's actually the second realm."

As for Lu Chaoge's decision to break through if he didn't agree with each other, and to break through to play when he had nothing to do, Lu Dongli was already a little numb.

She now feels that her brother's Taoism is as firm as a rock, and his Taoism is clear, so there will be no bottlenecks?

Lu Chaoge will have [not too late] in front of him, everyone said that it is only a sword, and he will not draw the sword of life as usual.

In the ninth year of Fengjian, he has his own magic.

Li Nanwei's great sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the sword's light was dazzling. Everyone only felt that there was snow in the sky, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.

This is Li Nanwei's sword intent.

Since there is only one sword, Li Nanwei will not keep her hands.

Although she suppressed her cultivation to the second realm, she did not intend not to use sword intent. Even when she was in the second realm, she didn't even touch the threshold of sword intent~www.wuxiahere.com~ Lu Chaoge didn't think that He knew that Li Nanwei currently had an obvious weakness.

Jianzun had already seen this weakness, but he didn't say it.

Not to mention, it must have deep meaning.

Li Nanwei didn't realize this weakness until Yu Yue and Li Nanwei fought together, and Yu Yue, who had improved by leaps and bounds, defeated Li Nanwei.

It was also from then on that she felt that her younger brother had grown up, really grown up.

The love between the two slowly began to show signs of being.

Lu Chaoge watched the video recorded by the players in the forum for that matchup. After the matchup, Jian Zun also commented on it in person. Therefore, Lu Chaoge knew exactly where Li Nanwei's flaw was.

If there is a loophole, use it!

To face her loopholes, use your sword!

"Geng position!" Lu Chaoge recited silently in his heart.

Lu Chao's singer "Not Too Late" crossed a strange arc in the air, and in the snow-white sky, an ink-colored airflow was created, as if a stroke was drawn directly on the white scroll.

This stroke is very freehand and eye-catching!

Mo and Bai Xue blended together, and then both disappeared without a trace.

After the two swords exchanged, the two who were moving forward just passed by.

"A draw?" Li Nanwei did not expect such a result.

But her divine consciousness has always shrouded the entire arena, and she immediately discovered the abnormality in her body.

She raised her left hand and gently touched her soft and slender waist.

One thing is missing here.

She looked back in surprise, and saw that Lu Chaoge turned his back to her and raised his right hand.

"Miss Nanwei, you dropped something."

Between his index and middle fingers, he was holding a small wooden sign.

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