"Go and see, someone is going to challenge the Jinghong Sword Du Tianwei!"

Wang Dong was wandering around the county town, and suddenly there were noisy and noisy sounds. The crowd gathered in one direction, and everyone looked as excited as if they were having a festival.

Wang Dong's expression moved and rushed over.

The tributary of the Jinghe River runs through the Suiyang County City, and there are many bridges in the city. When Wang Dong arrived, Guanlan Bridge, a well-known stone bridge in the county, was surrounded by three floors, and the outer three floors were surrounded by people.

Two young men on Guanlan Bridge faced each other with swords. One of them was Du Tianwei, Jinghong Sword, and the other was tall, majestic, rough and generous, with bright eyes, standing still like a stone.

From the heated discussions of the crowd around, Wang Dong heard that Du Tianwei's opponent was called Shangguan Shi, who was also the best among the younger generation in Suiyang. However, in terms of fame, he was not as good as Du Tianwei.

However, judging from the situation where both sides confront each other and compete in momentum, Shangguan Shi's performance is not inferior to Du Tianwei.

"Fight!"

"Hurry up and stop being too slow."

"Are you still fighting?"

“…!”

Because Du Tianwei and Shangguan Shi were reluctant to take action, some impatient voices broke out in the crowd, but the two people in the confrontation turned a deaf ear.

Wang Dong swept over at will, and there was no place to watch the battle around him. However, the small pavilions in the middle of the lake on the river surface did not stop because they were more than ten meters away from the shore.

He jumped up and rushed to the inner floor, stepped on his feet gently on the ground, borrowing a pushing force, and spreading his arms, like two spreading wings, like flying swallows flying over the sky, falling lightly into a small pavilion near the center of the lake.

"Papapapapapapa!" A clapping sound rang out. A clear voice sounded across the opposite side, "Brother, you are so smart, please come here to speak." A young man in white with an elegant face stroked his palm in the pavilion opposite.

Several small pavilions on the river surface had wooden corridors connected. Since they were invited, Wang Dong did not refuse. He walked away and glanced at the opposite pavilion. There were five people, three men and two women, all very young. One of them was Zhang Yurong that Wang Dong had seen.

The young man in white stood with a smile, with a demeanor, and was obviously the core figure among the five. When he saw Wang Dong walk into the pavilion, he bowed his hand slightly and said with a smile: "Li He, a Jinyang Sect, just now, saw his brother Feiyan flying to the sky on the platform, and his body was extremely light and agile. He was on the whim and took the initiative to invite him. Please don't be surprised!"

He showed a slightly apologetic look on his face, greeted him with one hand, and introduced: "These are all my friends, this is Qin army, this is Situ Feng..."

The older man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is Qin Jun. He looks twenty-six or seven years old, with a short iron stick tied on his back. Wang Dong couldn't help but stare at his hands. He saw that his palms were thick and thick, far beyond ordinary people, and his divine power was obvious!

However, Qin Jun seemed to be easy to get along with. When Li He introduced him, he smiled and said hello.

Situ Feng was about the same age as Wang Dong, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very cold expression, with a slightly raised corner of his lips, and a kind of arrogance was flowing, as if he was disdainful to say hello to Wang Dong.

"Haha, don't care, Situ is this kind of temperament." Li He chuckled and introduced two women. The woman named "Jiang Yan" is Li He's junior sister. She has a small round face and a medium-sized look. She is not particularly beautiful, but she looks extremely playful.

When talking about the last girl, Wang Dong waved his hand and smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Zhang, we're meeting again." He greeted him a little.

"Oh! It turns out that brother and sister Yurong know each other?" Li He glanced at Zhang Yurong with a slightly surprised expression...

"That's not, it's just that I happened to see Miss Zhang's cool and handsome figure yesterday." Wang Dong said with a smile.

"Yesterday?" Li He was stunned, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He looked at Zhang Yurong and joked: "I heard that Sister Yurong performed a good show yesterday, which made Dugu Hong look like a stray dog, and she was very majestic."

"Brother Li, come and tease me again." Zhang Yurong's face turned red, and then she explained a few briefly.

Li He showed a look of surprise in his eyes and said to Wang Dong: "It turns out that Brother Tai is a genius doctor in the county city overnight. He is really disrespectful, but he hasn't asked for the name of the surname Zun?"

Even Situ Feng, who had always looked proud, looked at Wang Dong a few more because of Zhang Yurong's words.

"Wang Dong is just an unknown soldier. But you guys, I have heard of the great name for a long time, and I am well-known. I didn't expect to see your style today. It is indeed my honor." Wang Dong said with a faint smile.

He had really heard of the names of the five people in this pavilion, but he had only heard of them in recent days. These people were all famous young masters in Suiyang County. Among them, Li He, who was born in the Jinyang Sect, one of the three sects, was the second, Situ Feng of the Situ family in the fifth family, and the Qin army was the disciple of Zhu Meng, the first-class master of Dingzhou.

Li He is very good at socializing, every move and every word, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. During the conversation, witty words are endless.

During the chat, Zhang Yurong mentioned Wang Dong's whip technique again, and praised him endlessly. She was eager to try it, as if she wanted to challenge it. Suddenly, Li He's face moved and he smiled and said, "The fight is finally started!"

Sure enough, with a clear shout, Du Tianwei and Shangguan Shi jumped up at the same time on Guanlan Bridge and rushed towards each other. The two swords intersected each other in the air, rubbing out wisps of lightning sparks.

"Senior brother is really good. After being slapped for so long, wouldn't it be better to deal with that guy Shangguan Shi earlier?" Zhang Yurong snorted, a little dissatisfied. "Shangguan Shi has no wink at all. He has challenged my senior brother again and again. He has been defeated so many times and has not yet known himself. No wonder his senior brother got furious this time and chose the location on Guanlan Bridge in order to make him lose face in public."

"Shangguan Shi is not simple. He learned martial arts late. It only took eight or nine years from the beginning to now. It has been very powerful to advance his cultivation to the seventh level. And you didn't realize that although he was defeated repeatedly, he persisted for a long time every time?" Qin Jun frowned and pondered.

"Yes, Shangguan Shi has made great progress during this period. I'm afraid Brother Du also felt some pressure, otherwise he would have taken action long ago." Li He nodded in agreement, then his eyes turned and fell on Wang Dong, and he smiled and said, "Brother Wang thinks, who will win the two of them?"

Wang Dong's eyes chased the two long swords that were fighting on the stone bridge, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I can't see it!"

In terms of cultivation, Du Tianwei should be on the front line than Shangguan Shi. However, there are ever-changing changes in battles. Cultivation is important, but before there is an absolute gap, it depends on the on-site change, or whether there are decisive and powerful martial arts!

Take the "Nine Yin Divine Claws" as an example. If Wang Dongnuo practiced this martial arts to the peak, even if his cultivation level was only at the seventh level of acquired level, if he fought with the eighth and nineth level warriors, he might have to occupy more of the winning or losing.

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not have the same level of martial arts, or even if there is, they have not practiced to the depths.

Upon hearing this, Li He smiled slightly and said nothing.

Situ Feng said lightly: "Brother Du will win!"

Li He turned to Qin Jun and smiled and said, "What do you think Brother Qin?"

Qin Jun stared at the stone bridge for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I have the same view as Brother Situ, but even if I win, I'm afraid Brother Du won't be too easy this time!"...

Li He said decisively: "About 250 moves, Brother Du will win!"

Sure enough, when Du Tianwei and Shangguan Shi fought to 237 moves, Shangguan Shi was knocked away by a sword, flying more than ten meters away, and instantly hitting the stone bridge stairs. "Shangguan Shi, you are defeated!"

Du Tianwei stood above the stone bridge, standing with a sword, looking down at Shangguan Shi.

"Yes, I'm defeated!" Shangguan Shi laughed, with no sign of frustration on his face. "However, Du Tianwei, I have almost seen through all your sword skills. In half a year, I will defeat you with my own hands at the Dingzhou Martial Arts Association!"

With a long roar, Shangguan Shi laughed loudly and spitted blood and ran away.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to defeat me!" Du Tianwei said loudly, his face also filled with confidence. He flipped out from the stone bridge and flew out seven or eight meters. He stepped on the river with one foot, and when the water splashed, his figure had already swept into the pavilion.

"Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate!" Du Tianwei said to Li He and others with his sword in his arms, his eyes turned and fell on Wang Dong again, "Huh? Are you here too?"

I was a little surprised, but it soon turned into a hint of fighting spirit: "Yesterday, you rejected my challenge. Today I will challenge you again. Do you dare to fight?"

The eyes of Li He and others instantly fell on Wang Dong.

Wang Dong looked at the burning fighting spirit on Du Tianwei's face and pondered for a moment, "Okay!"

"Good!" Du Tianwei laughed loudly, "That's what man!" He leaped out of the pavilion, fell into the corridor in the lake, and on one side, the long sword pointed directly, and a strong energy urged him out, "Please!"

Wang Dong's face remained motionless, and walked slowly out of the corridor with a steady pace. After walking nine steps, he stood in the middle of the corridor with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were facing Du Tianwei standing on the side railing. Although both sides were one high and one flat, everyone felt that Wang Dong's momentum was not at a disadvantage.

Du Tianwei's eyes flashed and he asked, "Where is your whip? Why not show it?"

"When it's time to take action, you will naturally take action!" Wang Dong said.

Du Tianwei laughed, "Then I will force you to take action." His feet flashed, his body movement was fast, but on the fence, he moved like a rabbit. His figure flashed, and the long sword drew a shadow and stabbed Wang Dong's chest.

Swallowing, swishing, swishing, swishing, swishing!

As soon as a sword was struck out, the sword light suddenly divided, revealing seven or eight sword shadows.
Chapter completed!