The white mist quickly spread around, and after a few breaths, a space was created that acted as a battlefield.
Ning Zhuo sighed, stepped forward, stepped out of the crowd, and stood in front of Linghu Jiu Image.
For Ning Zhuo, he didn't like to fight unprepared battles. In his heart, war is fierce and dangerous, and every war must be extremely cautious.
All because once you really do it, it must be the last resort that has been exhausted and you have no choice but to take it.
But the current situation is quite special, whether it is Lin Bufan, Shen Lingshu, Zhu Xuanji, or the Five Elements God Lord, they all hope that Ning Zhuo will fight.
Forced by the situation, Ning Zhuo, who was no more than a small foundation building monk, could only comply.
"This battle must be won." Ning Jiufan looked at Ning Zhuo's back and sighed in his heart, "If you are as smart as you, you should also understand that this is not a simple contest, right?"
Of course Ning Zhuo knows!
The challenge of Linghu Jiu's image was indeed unexpected, coming from the idea of the lonely Sword Lord's Dharma body reflected in the wall, rather than the arrangement of Zhu Xuanji or Lin Bufan.
But this battle is still related to the division of interests in this trip, and the specific relationship between the Ning clan and the Wanyaomen in the future.
If Ning Zhuo wins, the Ning family will win more benefits, and Wan Yao Sect will respect the Ning family more. And vice versa.
Ning Zhuo already had the intention of winning, but he still had to say what he said: "Brother Linghu, I miss you and I drinking and getting drunk together, and I am very happy. Today's battle is really not what my brother wants."
Linghu Jiu shook his head and said: "Dear brother, I will tell you the truth. Brother Yu has long had the intention to compete with you, and today I will take advantage of the situation and ask my brother to fight with all his might!"
Linghu Jiu was quite crisp, flipped his wrist, and after pulling a sword flower, he immediately pounced on Ning Zhuo.
"I'm about to learn!" Ning Zhuo clenched his fists with both hands and rushed up.
He had not yet fought such a head-on and close battle with a foundation building monk who mastered weapons, and he had a lot of expectations in his heart.
Swordsmanship - the cup will overflow.
The blade of Linghu wine crossed the air, forming a phantom. Like overflowing wine glasses, trembling and swaying slightly, wonderful to the top.
Ning Zhuo's hands appeared with bloody veins, which were used as fist gloves to resist the blade of the sword.
Linghu wine did not attack, like a dragonfly touching water, and stopped after tasting it.
This is not in line with common sense. Ning Zhuo was a little surprised, thinking that since you don't attack, then I will come.
Ning Zhuo took the initiative to attack and bullied Linghu Jiu.
Linghu Jiu chuckled and said, "Good brother, pick it up."
Swordsmanship - fragrant in wine.
In an instant, the long sword in his hand turned from real to virtual, and the sword intent gushed out, like the fragrance of wine, soft and attacking.
The offensive is raging!
Ning Zhuo can only go backwards, backwards, and keep going backwards.
Linghu Jiu attacked a few moves, and suddenly took the initiative to stop and defend.
Lin Shanshan let out a sigh and recognized it: "This is the wine forest swordsmanship that my senior brother and I co-created."
Everyone looked sideways.
Lin Shanshan laughed and told the reason.
It turned out that back then, Linghu Jiu was grounded in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, extremely lonely and bored, and his thoughts flooded his mind, and he thought of creating his own swordsmanship.
When Lin Shanshan delivered the meal, Linghu Jiu showed off her creation, but it made Lin Shanshan quite angry.
Because Linghu Jiu's swordsmanship is all named after wine, it fully reveals his strong desire for fine wine.
Lin Shanshan couldn't stand this, so she took the initiative to participate in the creation of swordsmanship, adding her own ideas to swordsmanship, and wanted to use this method to persuade her senior brother to quit drinking!
Wine forest swordsmanship - wine meets confidant.
Linghu Jiu's long sword condensed again, from virtual to real. The tip of the sword is handed out, which is obviously quite sharp, but it gives people a gentle and enthusiastic feeling, as if inviting people to drink together!
Ning Zhuo couldn't dodge and was stabbed in the shoulder, but fortunately, there was a demonic blood tendon skill to protect the body, blocking the sharp sword blade.
Ning Zhuo broke out in a cold sweat and quickly retreated.
Linghu Jiu's swordsmanship offensive was endless, and Ling Zhuo could only dodge in embarrassment for a while.
Seeing this, Lin Shanshan couldn't help but laugh and applaud: "Senior brother, you played well. Teach this big head a lesson!"
When Linghu Jiu's image heard this, his spirit suddenly doubled, and he said with a smile: "Little junior sister, then you can take a look."
Wine forest swordsmanship - drunk lying in the clouds.
Linghu Jiu's sword move suddenly opened and closed, like a drunken man dancing without any order, but the offensive was even sharper.
Ning Zhuo couldn't tell the difference for a while, he only felt that the blade of the sword was stabbing from various tricky and strange angles, making it difficult for him to guard against it, and he was stabbed many times for a while.
Several of them, the tip of the sword hit the same position in a row, breaking the blood tendon protection and allowing Ning Zhuo to hang up.
Ning Zhuo hurriedly stepped back and performed the Demon Stained Blood Tendon Gong to make the wound heal quickly.
He directly performed his magic skills in front of everyone, which can be regarded as an active public appearance.
Generally, righteous monks will always reprimand a few words when they see others practicing magic skills. But Lin Bufan was unmoved when he saw Zhu Xuanji, and he looked like he had already known it, so he could only accept it.
Lin Shanshan's expression stagnated slightly.
Ning Zhuo had just hung the lottery, which made her suddenly realize that her senior brother was just an image, but Ning Zhuo was a living flesh and blood. In the competition, Ning Zhuo is naturally more dangerous.
But soon, Lin Shanshan became angry with herself again: "What am I still worried about him doing?"
"This big head Ning obviously has skills that can be used in melee combat, but he has always kept it from me!"
Jiulin swordsmanship - hearty and stop.
Linghu Jiu's sword blade was like a rush to drink, fast and sharp, as if it wanted to annihilate the enemy. But suddenly, he suddenly stopped when his offensive was at its fiercest, and his sword-style defense turned into a flowing sword qi to protect himself.
As a result, he directly missed the opportunity to attack, and he should have made a concerted effort to turn his advantage into victory, but he took the initiative to stop.
Everyone watching the game understood the reason. This is because Jiulin Swordsmanship was co-created by Linghu Jiu and Lin Shanshan, and the two had different ideas. Linghu Jiu wanted to drink, but Lin Shanshan wanted him to quit drinking. Reflected in swordsmanship, it is that the offense and defense suddenly switch, suddenly attack, and suddenly defend, making it impossible to figure out the way.
After Linghu Jiu retreated, Ning Zhuo took the initiative to attack.
He gradually adapted to the wine forest swordsmanship and began to pull back the situation.
"This swordsmanship is not very clever and very divided."
"Some are exquisite and rigorous, and some are sparse and freehand!"
Ning Zhuo shouted: "Brother Linghu, if you want to defeat me with this swordsmanship, you will be too contemptuous, right?"
Lin Shanshan snorted coldly in her heart: "This stinky big head, as soon as he gained a firm foothold, he became arrogant. This is where it goes! Senior brother hasn't really used his strength yet."
"But speaking of which, this guy Ning Zhuo is smart after all. He has only been here for a long time, and he has made so much progress in close combat. I still remember when he first came......"
Lin Shanshan was secretly relieved, and looking back on the beginning, she relived the good times she had with Ning Zhuo in her heart.
"Bah! This stinky big man kidnapped me and squeezed my father in public, uneasy and kind!" Lin Shanshan quickly stopped her spreading thoughts.
Wine forest swordsmanship - drunken and merciful.
Linghu Jiu tended to be defensive, guarding and guarding, and he had the advantage.
Ning Zhuo hung up his lottery again and retreated in astonishment.
Zhu Xuanji suddenly laughed softly: "This swordsmanship is starting to get a little interesting."
It turns out that the drunken mercy seems to be just a defensive move, but in fact it implies an offensive. It is like a carefully placed trap, luring enemies to attack.
Ning Zhuo seemed to have an advantage, but in fact, the sword wind continued to enter his body and suffered many hidden losses. At first glance, the sword wind is subtle, but as the number of times increases, it should not be underestimated.
If we talk about the previous swordsmanship, the ideas of Linghu Jiu and Lin Shanshan are hedging, resulting in the fragmentation of swordsmanship, and the actual combat effect is very poor, but at this point, the opposing concepts of the two are cleverly unified, forming an unexpected effect.
Jiulin Swordsmanship - smelling wine through the curtain.
Linghu Jiu's sword moves are still subtle and profound, as if smelling the fragrance of wine from afar through the curtain, and his moves are mainly defensive.
But Ning Zhuo felt a faint strong threat.
It was all because he and Linghu Jiu had drunk wine, and at this moment, he understood the other party's psychological state of creating this swordsmanship.
Smell the wine through the curtain...... Linghu Jiu's desire in his heart was covered by the curtain. How could the thin curtain cover his thin desire for fine wine?
Once the desire bursts out, it must be a strong aroma of wine that hits the face.
Ning Zhuo hurriedly retreated!
Linghu Jiu saw that the sword move failed, and he was both disappointed and happy: "Brother Ning Zhuo, you know me too."
"Can you catch this move?"
The last style of wine forest swordsmanship - raise a glass to relieve sorrow!
In an instant, Linghu Jiu returned to the sword to defend, but the sword intent surged and scattered, sad and melancholic, and the distress in his heart had nowhere to vent, so he could only express it in the form of drinking.
It is both an attack and a defense. It is both a restraint in action and an unrestrained emotion!
Ning Zhuo was tricked!
Blood gushed out, and a huge wound appeared on his chest.
The defense of the Demon Stained Blood Tendon Gong was like paper paste.
The spectators changed color one after another.
Lin Bufan, whose cultivation level was as high as the primordial infant level, also showed a look of surprise. All because from then on, he saw the shadow of a profound secret book in his swordsmanship.
"Is it the Lonely Sword Scripture?"
Ning Zhuo retreated again and again, quickly swallowing the elixir, and at the same time using the Demon Dyed Blood Tendon Gong to heal his injuries.
As a result, although the bleeding stopped, the wound did not heal immediately. There was a sword intent lingering in the wound, which could not be dispeled in a short period of time, which greatly hindered Ning Zhuo from treating himself.
"Wine Forest Swordsmanship...... I don't know which is better or worse compared to my self-created knife technique?" In the mechanism dragon, Sun Lingtong also surged with fighting spirit.
"It's amazing!" Ning Zhuo praised it.
He is not discouraged at all and has a good mentality.
Because he knew that Linghu wine had been immersed in melee swordsmanship for many years, how long did it take for him?
It can't be compared at all.
It's normal not to be beaten!
"I learned it, I learned it!" This contest made Ning Zhuo feel a lot and gained a lot.
He couldn't wait to always use this way to compete with Linghu Jiu until he was defeated.
"But at this moment, I better win."
The significance of this battle is by no means a superficial competition, but is related to the future of the Ning family and Wan Yao Sect, and to the gamble of the Five Elements God Lord and the Lonely Sword Lord.
"The temptation ends here. I'm serious!"
"Brother Linghu, please take the move."
After the greeting, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he quickly performed the wooden spell.
Root vine entanglement!
Roots and vines grew out of thin air, quickly entangled Linghu wine.
Melee ...... It's just Ning Zhuo's shortcomings. The five-element technique is becoming his strength!