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Chapter 102 Transport Capacity
Guo Wei looked solemn.

As a master, he could tell that Yan Chengdu's blow just now was a pure burst of energy, unlike Chu Linguang's use of force.

It is said that Chu Linguang is stronger than Yan Chengdu.

Yan Chengdu could split the wooden pile with one strike, and Chu Linguang could do the same, but Yan Chengdu's strike just now was fast and accurate. He not only integrated his energy, but also unleashed all the power of the sword.

This can be seen.

Yan Chengdu has practiced a method similar to using force, and his sword skills are also unusual.

The disciples of the aristocratic family have abundant resources, which is fully reflected in this point.

Not even Guo Wei dared to say that he was stronger than those old masters from aristocratic families.

Now Yan Chengdu and Chu Linguang have obtained perfect scores in the first and second rounds of the sword show, and are tied for first place. Obviously, the top spot in the sword show must be competed through the sword fighting method.

Guo Wei was very worried about Chu Linguang at the moment.

It's not that I'm worried that Chu Linguang won't get the top spot, but I'm afraid that Chu Linguang will be injured by Yan Chengdu. After all, the Yan family's swordsmanship is far better than Tieshan's swordsmanship. Yan Chengdu has also learned the method of transporting force, and the two of them will fight with swordsmanship. If Chu Linguang is a little bit better. Inadvertently, the defense was broken through, and once a vital part was injured, the consequences would be disastrous.

He couldn't help but look at Chu Linguang.

Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu were looking at each other. Yan Chengdu's dazzling sword strike just now really shocked him. The opponent's sword technique was fast and powerful. Chu Linguang felt that if he used his spear technique to block it, he might be able to defend it.

If it's a sword fight.

Not only was Yan Chengdu stronger in swordsmanship and martial arts, but his use and mastery of the long sword seemed to be better than him. If every sword strike could be as fast and accurate as the one just now, Chu Linguang felt that he might not be able to last a hundred rounds.

Yan Chengdu converged his eyes, smiled at Chu Linguang, walked out of the sandy land, and returned to the place arranged by his servants to rest.

Chu Linguang also smiled and nodded. After looking away, he realized that Guo Wei had been looking at him.

"Master."

Chu Linguang felt that Guo Wei had something to say to him.

"If you feel like you can't hold on for a while, don't hold on. If you encounter danger, just give up quickly."

Guo Wei hesitated.

He felt that Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu had to fight no matter what. He could not hide Chu Linguang just because he was worried about something happening to Chu Linguang. This would instead affect Chu Linguang's martial arts state of mind and cultivate Chu Linguang into a hothouse flower.

It's just the martial arts test site.

It is a rare thing for a master to teach his disciples to surrender if they are in danger. Any master does not care about his reputation. If his disciple is beaten to the point of surrendering during a martial arts test, this will become a stain on the master. .

Will affect the canonization of the Grandmaster.

Ma Biaotou and Uncle Yan on the side were both very surprised.

The two of them recalled Yan Chengdu's knife attack just now, and both knew Guo Wei's intention, and both looked at Chu Linguang with envy. The master cherished his disciple and wanted to protect his disciple even if he ruined his own reputation. This was a very rare thing.

Ma BiaoTou admits that he cannot be as open-minded as Guo Wei.

Not to mention at the martial arts test site.

Even in a normal fight, if the apprentice voluntarily admits defeat, he will be so angry that he will fly into a rage, let alone during a martial arts test.

Chu Linguang was stunned.

The Yuan Dynasty paid great attention to respecting teachers and moral principles.

There are often disciples who sacrifice their lives for their masters, but few masters will risk their lives for their disciples.

He understood what Guo Wei meant.

The main reason is that I am worried that I will be injured at the hands of Yan Chengdu, and I want to lose easily when I fight Yan Chengdu later, instead of struggling to hold on, which will lead to danger.

"The disciple understands."

Chu Linguang nodded.

It's three quarters.

In the second level of knife competition, all candidates took the first and second rounds of exams.

Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu are temporarily ranked first.

Lin Longde is temporarily ranked second.

Ji Hu and others followed.

The examiners whispered to each other.

Everyone was waiting for the examiner to make final arrangements.

Finally, a military attache stood up and said: "In the second round of sword competition, the rankings of all candidates, except Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu, have been arranged. Now let the two of them enter the third round of sword competition. Sword skills!"

"it is good!"

The crowd was excited.When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

Both the candidates and the spectators wished that Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu could fight to the death.

"Candidates Yan Chengdu and Chu Linguang are taking the exam!"

Chu Linguang and Yan Chengdu stood up at the same time and walked towards the sandy land.

In the venue, the two people were separated, five meters apart from each other.

"Get ready, start!"

The examiner couldn't wait.

"Howl!"

Yan Chengdu took the lead in drawing his sword.

The man was like a lone wolf, rushing towards Chu Linguang.

A cold light flashed.

He held the knife in both hands and slashed down diagonally.

Chu Linguang was ready and had made all preparations for a long time. However, facing Yan Chengdu's sudden sword attack, he was still a little confused.

"when!"

The moment the long knife blocked, Chu Linguang felt a surge of power, and his two arms seemed to explode.

The second level of Qiao Jin is entanglement and penetration.

As soon as Yan Chengdu took action, he used this power to the extreme.

Chu Linguang also activated this power. However, facing such a fast sword, he failed to take advantage and was knocked back two steps by the sword.

Yan Chengdu took advantage of the victory to pursue.

Obtained No.2.

It's like a shame to him.

In terms of swordsmanship, he must fight quickly and show the strength that a disciple of a famous family should have.

"Howl!"

Chu Linguang saw that Yan Chengdu's sword skills were wide open and closed, without any bells and whistles. He relied on the knack of using Qi and blood and the Kuai Zi Jue to force him back.

With such a surge coming, Chu Linguang was worried that he might not be able to survive even fifty rounds, let alone a hundred rounds.

"when!"

He channeled enough energy and blood, turned his wrist, and used his strength to strike at Yan Chengdu.

Chu Linguang was knocked back again.

"No, this guy moved the sword too fast. Although I have learned how to use the situation to transport my strength, I don't have enough time to accumulate more power."

Chu Linguang thought to himself.

He only had time to flip his wrist twice before Yan Chengdu forced himself forward, cut through all his holes with one knife, and knocked him out.

After repeating this process several times, Chu Linguang was worried that if he didn't admit defeat, he would be hacked away by Yan Chengdu with his sword and put to his neck.

That's no different than throwing in the towel.

"How long can you last?"

Yan Chengdu is like a wolf and a tiger.

Another knife struck Chu Linguang.

Chu Linguang held the knife in both hands and used his skill to deflect Yan Chengdu's long knife away. However, he failed to do so. He stepped back again and his steps were already unsteady.

Yan Chengdu seized the opportunity.

Hold the knife in both hands and slash it down.

This knife was like slashing at the wooden stake before. The key points were the power and speed. Chu Lin could not dodge, so he had to block. At the critical moment, he flipped his wrist continuously, danced with the long knife, and followed it around three times.

"Clang!"

Clash of long knives.

Chu Lin slid backwards with his bare body, and he was about to leave the sand when he stepped back further. At that time, it was no different than losing.

(End of this chapter)