At noon, the sun was scorching, and the Ten Mile Slope was bustling with noise and excitement.
"He's here."
"Look, that person is Zhuo Bufan."
"He really looks like an expert."
"Sword God is an expert."
He saw a person flying over the heads of the crowd with his qinggong. However, he had the momentum to step on the shoulders of the crowd and leap forward. In a few breaths, he arrived at the top of the Ten Mile Slope.
The Ten Mile Slope, as its name suggested, was a small hill ten miles outside the city. The hill protruded, and everyone gathered around it, leaving a platform at the top for the Sword God and the martial arts seniors to compete.
The man at the top of the slope was wearing a green robe. He was in his fifties, with a delicate face and a long beard. He carried a sword on his back. It was the Sword God, Zhuo Bufan.
"Look."
"The old hero from Hebei has arrived."
A path opened up in the crowd, and a muscular old man walked in along the path. However, he didn't fly over the top of the crowd arrogantly like Zhuo Bufan.
The old man walked towards the top of the slope step by step. Those who didn't know better would think that the old man was extraordinary and indifferent. However, Liu Mingyue knew that the old man was slowly gathering his aura. It could be imagined that when the old man reached the top of the slope, his aura would reach its peak.
The aura was illusory and mysterious, but it also existed. For example, when the crowd parted, they thought that the person who should stand had come and wanted to make way. They didn't know that they were forced by the old man's aura and subconsciously made a move.
Of course, it sounded like the aura was very powerful, but in fact, it was not. For experts with similar martial arts, the effect of the aura was very small. It could only be used to scare the rookies in the martial arts world.
The old man was dressed in gray linen clothes. His appearance was ordinary and he did not carry any weapons. Because he did not appear in the original novel, Liu Mingyue did not know who this person was, what sect he was from, and how good his martial arts were.
However, judging from the old man's series of actions, his martial arts skills were probably not bad. Because of his aura, not everyone could use it. Moreover, the old man's footsteps were steady. It was obvious that he had achieved internal energy.
The Ten Mile Slope was silent. Everyone was looking forward to the start of the martial arts competition.
Zhuo Bufan's back was facing the old man and he didn't turn around. The old man also looked at him calmly.
"You're here."
"I'm here."
"Sword God Zhuo Bufan."
" Hebei's Mu Qiu."
When the conversation ended, the old man's imposing manner pressed towards Zhuo Bufan. Suddenly, with a swoosh sound, Zhuo Bufan had already unsheathed his long sword, and his imposing manner instantly reached its peak.
He moved his feet and turned his body. Zhuo Bufan's long sword stretched out and stabbed straight at him. A cold light flashed. Suddenly, his heart, then his neck, and then his chest. This move was a combination of reality and illusion. It was really dazzling. No one knew what the target of the long sword was.
The old man focused his attention and waved his palms."Ding""Ding""The sound of metal colliding was the sound of using a pair of fleshy palms to slap away the long sword several times.
Zhuo Bufan's move was broken, but he still continued to attack unhurriedly. The old man was as unmoving as a mountain. His pair of fleshy palms waved in all directions, dissolving all the attacks.
Around the hill, most of the people in Jianghu could only see green robes dancing and cold lights flashing. The grey robes were unmoving and the apricot shadows were vague. They could not see the exact situation of the battle clearly.
However, Liu Mingyue could see that although Zhuo Bufan's long sword was sharp, the old man was not weak either. The two of them seemed to be on par, but Zhuo Bufan still did not use his signature move-Sword Ray. The old man also did not know if he had hidden a trump card and did not use it, so it was difficult to predict the outcome.
"Look."
"That's a sword light!"
"I've finally used it."
As if he had heard someone's inner thoughts, Zhuo Bufan used the sword light. Although the crowd couldn't see the battle clearly, the front end of Zhuo Bufan's long sword had an additional green light that was about three inches long. It was so dazzling that it was naturally eye-catching.
Zhuo Bufan's name as Sword God had been passed down for a long time. The old man naturally knew that he could use sword light, so he had been focusing on dealing with it. Only when Zhuo Bufan used it for the first time, his forearm was cut. After a few moves, he was no longer injured.
The sword light seemed to be tangible and was extremely sharp. The old man didn't dare to use his palms to receive it, but his palms seemed to be able to send out a force that blocked the sword light several times. As the sword light moved, the sword moved, so he was able to defend against the attack.
Zhuo Bufan's expression was calm and composed. He was not angry at all because the sword light was ineffective.
The two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves. Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan withdrew the sword light. The old man waved his left palm and was about to use his Qi to knock away the sword light again. However, the sword light suddenly withdrew and the old man's palm hit nothing.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's longsword had just pierced the old man's left arm. Fortunately, the old man's right palm had arrived in time and knocked the longsword away. Otherwise, this sword would have definitely pierced through the old man's arm.
Although the old man managed to block it, the wound on his left arm was still bleeding profusely.
Taking advantage of the gap when the long sword had just been repelled, the old man's right hand pressed the acupuncture points on his left arm several times to stop the bleeding. However, Zhuo Bufan's long sword came again, and the old man hurriedly dodged.
Previously, the old man was as unmoving as a mountain and only moved in a small area. Now, he moved far away.
Because of this flying retreat, the old man immediately fell into a disadvantageous position. What made the old man even more uncomfortable was that Zhuo Bufan's long sword would occasionally release sword light and occasionally withdraw sword light, making it difficult for people to predict and defend.
The old man walked the firm and fierce path, while Zhuo Bufan's long sword was light and agile. The old man could not do too many dodging movements because their lightness skills seemed to be similar, but Zhuo Bufan was better than the old man.
If he kept dodging, the old man would be defeated and die sooner or later. He could only settle his mind and deal with it. When Zhuo Bufan revealed even the slightest flaw, the old man would give him a thunderous blow. Only then could he turn the tables.
After another dozen moves, the old man had a few more wounds on his body. However, they were not fatal and did not have much of an impact on the competition.
The old man once again pressed his acupoints with his hand to temporarily stop the bleeding. However, he could only fly back and dodge Zhuo Bufan's long sword. However, this time, Zhuo Bufan was prepared. He circulated his internal energy and took a step forward, increasing his speed and catching up.
The long sword and the sword light just touched the clothes on the chest of the old man. The old man's heart slightly calmed down because he already knew that Zhuo Bufan could only release a sword light that was three inches long at most. However, Zhuo Bufan sneered and woke the old man. Seeing Zhuo Bufan's smile, the old man was greatly shocked, but it was already too late.
The sword light expanded and contracted. Suddenly, the green light flourished and the sword light became longer. It pierced into the old man's heart. The moment he pulled out the sword, the old man finally saw the length of the sword light-half a foot.
"I didn't expect…"
Blood spurted out from the old man's chest as he muttered to himself. However, his life force was cut off, and he could not say anything else.
After Zhuo Bufan landed on the ground, he swung his sword and put it back into the scabbard. Although he had stabbed the old man's heart with the sword light and only after he pulled out his sword did the old man's blood spray out, it did not stain his sword. This action of his was just a habitual action.
Outsiders could only see that after Zhuo Bufan's long sword pierced the old man's heart, his actions when he landed on the ground were truly the demeanor of an expert.
These people with low martial arts skills were completely unaware of the actual situation of the battle. They could only tell who won and who lost. However, Liu Mingyue had seen everything.
After the martial arts competition ended, Zhuo Bufan flew out of the arena once again. When he entered the arena earlier, he stepped on everyone's shoulders and no one went to provoke him. However, they were also muttering in private. Now that Zhuo Bufan stepped on their shoulders again, no one dared to mutter again.
Because Zhuo Bufan's martial arts was so high, these people who had never seen an expert before felt a chill in their hearts.
Liu Mingyue laughed lightly and used the Wave Subtle Steps to chase after Zhuo Bufan.
Mu Qiu and Zhuo Bufan were evenly matched. If Zhuo Bufan didn't have the sword light, the outcome would naturally be difficult to determine. However, it also made Liu Mingyue realize that many experts didn't leave their names in the pugilistic world.
? Although Mu Qiu and Zhuo Bufan were experts, they weren't that powerful in Liu Mingyue's eyes. She had probably seen people like Qiao Feng and Jiu Mozhi before, so her horizons were higher.
People in the martial world would often draw their swords at each other. Although Liu Mingyue and Zhuo Bufan had never spoken, Liu Mingyue felt uncomfortable when she saw Zhuo Bufan's unrestrained movements.
"If you don't know how to fight when you meet an expert in the martial world, wouldn't you have come out for nothing?”
Liu Mingyue definitely wouldn't say that she didn't like Zhuo Bufan and wanted to teach him a lesson.
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