Lu Chen's right hand did not let go. His left hand shook, and three fireball talismans appeared and slapped He Wu one by one. In this move, he jumped and stepped back.

"The first one, from Brother Dagen..."

Bang!

Accompanied by his voice, He Wu's body seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and it shook for a moment, and the fire suddenly became hot.

"The second photo is from Brother Zhu Gan!"

He Wu's body had just been bounced up, followed by another explosion.

"Finally, Senior Brother Fang's..."

The third fireball talisman exploded, and He Wu's body was bounced to a height of five meters, and finally fell off the platform with black smoke.

The two fought for only one stick of incense. After the end, the stone platform was silent, and the disciples looked like they were frozen. Not only the rich young master, but even Fang Yu and others.

"It's a talisman... not a great sword technique..." Fang Yu suddenly said. He admired Lu Chen's unconventional playing cards even more. Others practiced swords and it turned out that this guy had just used all the talismans. It seemed that the master's sword cultivation method was useless to this guy at all.

The disciples looked at the stone platform again and saw that it was covered with water traces, as if it had just rained heavily. Lu Chen stood on the water traces, his face was not filled with joy and sorrow.

"With so many talismans, is he from the poor camp? Why is he richer than us?"

"Senior Brother He lost, it's impossible. This waste is not good at cultivation. Use the third-rate method and it's garbage..."

"We are not convinced by the five spirit roots of garbage!"

After a moment of silence beside the stone platform, the rich young men shouted contemptly, after all, the young man on the stage was Fang Yu, and they were convinced. If the young man won with his real strength, they had nothing to say, but they used spiritual talismans...

Completely defeated without force!

Waves of sounds sounded like waves, falling into Lu Chen's ears. He frowned: "Who doesn't accept it, come up!"

"That fat man, you're the loudest voice, come up!"

Not far away, the fat man in a brocade clothes twitched slightly, and his head suddenly shrank. He cursed in his heart: There are so many people that I followed him and started making fun of him. I'm not even as good as Senior Brother He.

Seeing the fat man shrinking his head, Lu Chen looked at the others coldly: "Who is not convinced? Come up!" With his temperament, what is the difference between swordsmanship and talismans? Whoever has a big fist is the truth!

Besides, Lu Chen kept his purpose in mind and refused to let He Wu enter the inner sect, and ignored the rest.

The silence gradually became quiet under the stone platform. The rich disciples gritted their teeth in their hearts, but they really didn't dare to go up. The arrogant young man on the stone platform clearly relied on the many spiritual talismans and was not ashamed of being ashamed. Instead, he was proud.

In front of the hall, the four elders of Qingyun Sect looked at each other. Since the inner sect assessment, today's assessment has been the most weird. It is suppressed with strong spiritual talismans, which makes people dare not speak.

The most important thing is that this disciple is clearly talking about what kind of sword technique to learn? Look at how powerful my magical instruments and talismans are?

Elder Chen Tian's mouth trembled. He pulled Sima Kong's arm and said, "Senior Brother, we are sword cultivators!"

Sima Kong gritted his teeth and said with a grudge: "Look at the arrogant kid, those who don't know think that the Nine Heavens Fairy is his mother-in-law. She deserves to be unfighted for three days and she will lift the tiles in the room. This atmosphere cannot be long. This naughty ghost must know what a sword cultivator is!"

Elder Chen Tian nodded in agreement, but showed sympathy. He seemed to see that at some point in the future, the senior brother would supervise the kid to practice swords with a whip!

Lu Chen didn't know the decision of the old ghosts above. He swept the stone platform coldly and saw that no one dared to speak again. Then he nodded with satisfaction, and then looked proudly in front of the hall, waiting for Sima Kong's approval.

Sima Kong's face turned pale and said dryly: "You won!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen smiled and then looked at Fang Yu and others. The dimples on his right cheek became more and more obvious.

Suddenly, the disciples of the poor camp burst into strong cheers. Fang Yu stretched out his thumb and laughed, but his left hand was itchy. Seeing the boy's dimples, he wanted to twist it with his hands...

"Ba Chang's audience, it turns out that it is not a sword technique, but a spiritual talisman!"

....

The competition continued, He Wu was seriously injured, and his record was also determined, with four wins and six losses. If there were no accidents, he had been eliminated from the inner gate assessment. After all, Fang Yu had already won five.

The three quotas of inner disciples will also be generated from four people. Of course, there is one exception, which is the challenger. As long as you win ten games in a row, it means you are qualified.

The third person to play was Qing Lifeng. After he jumped onto the stone platform, he slammed the fan with his left hand and covered the sword with his right hand. His graceful look made the eyes of many female disciples below hot.

However, before waiting for a long time, Lu Chen jumped onto the stone platform.

"Senior brother, please give me advice!"

At this moment, there was a silence below the stone platform, and all the disciples could see the meaning. The young man wanted to challenge all the remaining disciples.

This idea is very bold and very alternative, even the first case of Qingyun Sect, but if you think about it carefully, as long as you have endless talismans, it is not impossible.

At this moment, the disciples' teeth quaked, and their dissatisfaction became even stronger. Some of them even wanted to follow suit, but when they thought about it carefully, they worked hard, but at most they could get seven or eight talismans.

On the stone platform, the corners of Qing Li Feng's eyes twitched. His impression of Lu Chen was - a profitable businessman! He was crying but still tears. The profitable businessman dared to challenge him, so he obviously wanted to use the power of the spiritual talisman. Moreover, he thought that it was completely thankless to fight with this profitable businessman.

After all, if you have tried all his talismans, isn’t this cheap? Zhou Rou and the others?

This is a bad star, whoever provokes him will be unlucky!

Qing Li Feng kept hesitating and finally shook his fan and said, "I am a sword cultivator. You are mostly like a Dharma cultivator. You are different from each other and do not plan for each other. Since that's the case, I admit defeat!"

After the words fell behind, he turned around and left gracefully, but his heart trembled, afraid that the evil star would come without regard for his affection.

Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his affection for this talented man increased. After all, with his temperament, if no one provoked me, I would not provoke others. At least this talented man was not against him.

"This kid, is there anyone so domineering?" Sima Kong wondered and wanted to curse, and once again recognized Lu Chen's victory with a dark face. He felt that the little kid was here to step on the field today.

The fourth disciple is Lan Yun. He is burly and has a strong face like a knife. He was born in a family of generals in the Tang Dynasty and has been loyal for generations.

"You and I have no grudges in the past, and today I have no grudges, but the princess has orders to exhaust your talismans, so please accept my battle!" Lan Yun bowed, his words sincere, and he did not look down upon him because of Lu Chen's origin.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen was slightly stunned and bowed.

"I have practiced the Chongshan sword technique. It is powerful and strong, as steady as a mountain. I will not attack you, but if you want to win, you can only use up the talisman!" Lan Yun pulled out the sword-shaped sword and raised it slightly. Suddenly, a momentum that was still as moving as a mountain rippled out.

Lu Chen's face turned solemn, nodded slightly, and then jumped away. He felt good about this disciple. After all, although he was obedient, he had a faint sense of openness and integrity from his words.

"Since I've said it clearly, I'll use the talisman as a battle to treat you with this respect!" Lu Chen waved a talisman, and then, one after another, one after another, shot over and one after another. For some reason, at this moment, he didn't feel any heartache, but only a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart.

Open the door and face the finale head-on, is this the real kendo?

Bang bang!

Lan Yun pierced his feet on the ground, covered his sword with both hands, and waved it like the wind. He rushed over and waved water beads, all of which were chopped down by the sword blades. He was born in the general family, but he had only a deep-rooted loyalty.

The princess was asking for his upward peak. As early as when she came to Qingyun Sect, the family had already decided to ask for it.

"Lan Yun, you were born as a member of the Tang Kingdom, you died as a soul of the Tang Kingdom, you were a minister, he was a king, and loyalty to serve the country. This is your mission!"

So, whether you want to or not, you have to do it!

Bang bang!

The surging impact rippled across the stone platform, Lan Yun's body moved slightly, and under his feet, the bluestone cracked, his right hand danced afterimage, and the sword light shone, but he was only practicing Qi for the fifth level. With continuous resistance, the spiritual energy gradually consumed.

Only defending but not attacking is a taboo, but the princess has an order. His mission is only to consume the opponent's talisman, not to defeat!

Lu Chen looked serious and waved his left hand frequently. The fireball talisman was swung in the air, and there were only more than twenty water explosion talismans left, but he was not reluctant at all. He vaguely sensed that the boy was unwilling to accept it.

The boy wants to fight, not to be at a low level!

"Zhou Rou, in order to exhaust my talisman, you will deal with me well in the next game, so he will only defend but not attack...good work!" Lu Chen's talisman waved faster!

Bang bang bang bang!

Time passed slowly, and Lan Yun's long hair was floating. Under the continuous attack, his clothes were broken, but his eyes were firm and determined: "My Lan family protects the border, quells rebellion, and has never complained. I, Lan Yun, will not insult the reputation of our ancestors!"

His voice was loud, as if he was proving something, and as if he was comforting himself that the king's order should not be violated, so he could only abide by it, even if it was not his original intention.

Bang bang bang bang!

Under a water explosion talisman, Lan Yun touched a mouthful of blood, his expression was depressed, but he looked up at the sky and looked out into the sky. The unwillingness in his heart was revealed in his eyes.

He hoped to fight like a man who stood tall and stood tall, but unfortunately his deep-rooted ancestor wish and the word "loyalty" were suppressed tightly.

Bang!

Lan Yun's right sword was inserted into the stone platform. When the dust rippled, the sword body sank into the ground. He remembered the poem he used to be in childhood, and the shout was filled with helplessness and reluctance: "Thirty fame and fortune, the clouds and the moon, eight thousand miles of roads. Don't wait, the young man's head was white, and he was so sad..."

"This is the General's "Manjianghong"!"

Listening to the boy's voice, Lu Chen stopped with his left hand, and his heart felt like a string of a piano. He could feel the boy's unwillingness, and he was just full of passion, but he did something he could not help.

Perhaps the battlefield is his destination, not the chess piece played by the emperor!

"Your spiritual energy is exhausted, and your mission has been completed!" Lu Chen walked step by step, holding a talisman in his left hand. When he came to Lan Yun, he patted the talisman on his chest, but his hand did not put it down: "Explode!"

Bang!

Lan Yun's body trembled, and blood flowed out of his chest, while Lu Chen's left hand was covered in scars, and the bones were visible!

However, Lan Yun still stood still, as if he had no idea about the physical injuries, but he knew very well that he had already failed when he was inserted into the stone platform. However, the young man did not stop and instead gave the last talisman.

This talisman was not only injured by himself, but also implicated by the young man's left hand, without pity or ridicule, but with respect!

"Thank you!" Lan Yun said with a low expression.

At this time, Lu Chen took out the medicinal wine with his expression and poured it lightly on his left hand. He said to himself: "No need!"

In front of the hall, Sima Kong looked complicated. He quietly looked at the two boys below. Suddenly he felt that he seemed to have misunderstood again, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt deeply relieved.

One day in the future, the Qingyun Sector will be held up half of the sky by these young men, and the glorious flag of the sword cultivator will be planted on the top of the small mountains and rivers!

"Lu Chen won again!"
Chapter completed!