Since Rong Shuo's halberd focuses on strength, Shen Sui used the word "clever" to overcome rigidity with softness.

He didn't confront Rong Shuo head-on, he flipped around on the trial platform, his body was like a swallow, every step was not steady, he turned and left with just a light touch of his toes, without a trace.

Rong Shuo failed to slash a few times, and soon he figured out Shen Sui's intentions. He changed his style of playing wide open and close, and restrained his momentum.

One person and one halberd become one body, chopping, picking, chopping, stabbing, hooking, and probing.

Every move was extremely neat, and in an instant, the sky was filled with silver light, the wind howled, and the clouds disappeared.

Fu Chen has never seen a lazy little apprentice so serious, and he couldn't help but smile with relief, as a strong enemy makes people progress.

Fu Yu, who was on the side, also watched it seriously, commenting on it from time to time.

When he praised Rong Shuo, Fu Chen stroked his beard with a smile and looked smug, and when he praised Shen Sui, Fu Chen curled his lips, thinking he was blind.

The two were fighting in full swing, and when it was hard to tell the winner, Shen Sui suddenly made a flying sword to break the floating cloud's starting gesture, and drew three flowers with one sword.

The sword's edge is empty and solid, light and blade are intertwined, and the sound of singing echoes.

After all, Rong Shuo has little combat experience, seeing three sword blades, like three poisonous snakes with scarlet cores 'biting' towards him, he didn't know which one to block.

In a hurry, he raised the halberd, hooked the halberd's teeth, but it was empty.

The dangling sword blades merged into a line, and amidst the orange-red rippling water waves, the trembling sword tip pierced Rong Shuo's right arm, leaving a bloodstain on his shoulder.

The other inner disciples in the audience couldn't help holding their breath, and they didn't even dare to look out, for fear of missing this wonderful duel.

Rong Shuo calmed down from his panic, raised his halberd and slashed heavily at the air, drawing a dazzling skylight in the sky.

Shen Sui didn't dodge or dodge, and went up to him.

When the hatchbacks collided, the bluestone of the rotten test platform shattered into stones, and the hurricane caused the disciples in the audience to stop breathing.

Shen Sui clamped the long halberd, with a flick of his wrist, the sword turned into a bow, like a huge wave rolled up by the sea, hitting Rong Shuo's chest heavily.

Rong Shuo retreated a few meters, and he put his halberd on the ground, and he barely stabilized his figure, and a deep and long mark was drawn on the ground.

The entire training ground seemed to be pressed by someone to press the mute button. After a few breaths of silence, Fu Yuzhen stood up and announced to the crowd: "Shen Sui won this battle."

Only then did Shen Sui show mercy, otherwise the sword would have pierced Rong Shuo's chest directly.

Rong Shuo's ears were still buzzing with the sound of sword chant, and he just woke up like a dream when he heard Fu Yu's words, and raised his eyes to look at Fu Chen.

There was nothing ugly about Fu Chen, and he said with an ordinary and flat expression, "Don't forget to copy the Xuan Tian Sect precepts when you go back. If you are injured, copy it fifty times less."

Rong Shuo's shoulders collapsed, he was more uncomfortable than the sword wound, but he didn't dare to talk back, he replied sullenly: "Yes, Master."

Although fifty times were missing, Xuan Tian Sect's precepts were stinky and long, and he couldn't bear to copy them all over again.

Shen Sui had already put away his sword, and was about to go down the stage when Rong Shuo stopped him.

The murderous look dissipated between Rong Shuo's brows, his black and white eyes opened like a curious baby, "What's the name of that sword just now?"

Coming to Xuan Tian Sect for more than a year, Rong Shuo has never seen such a sword movement in the hands of other senior brothers, and he even drew three sword flowers at the moment of stabbing.

Shen Sui smiled and said, "Come all the way to the west."

Taken from a poem by Li Bai, Flying swords break through the floating clouds, and all the princes come from the west.

The sword move was realized by Shen Sui that day, the three sword flowers are only elementary, and his goal is to win the nine flowers.

"To the west." Rong Shuo recalled "When I Dressed as the Green Tea Hero's Nemesis", remembering the URL: m.1. My eyebrows read it alone, "What a unique name, you really know how to name it."

Shen Sui said modestly: "It's okay."

The main reason is that used to memorize a lot of ancient poems, and they were very complicated, but they are just right for sword moves.

Rong Shuo was cautious and thoughtful at an early age, so he quickly accepted the fact that he was a "round tour", but he still felt a little regretful.

He sighed, with a sense of loss in his words, "I still want to fight your brother."

Shen Sui heard this and looked at Lin Huaizhu, who was also looking at him with deep but tender eyes.

The corners of Shen Sui's lips curled up, and he looked back at Rong Shuo and said, "There will always be a chance."

Rong Shuo nodded, looking expectant, "I hope so, thank you for your advice today."

Shen Sui cupped his fists: "You're welcome."

They still have several sets of competitions to compete, so they didn't stay on the proving ground for too long.

This battle made Shen Sui's name even more resounding in Xuan Tian Sect, especially the move 'Jin Xi Lai', which even Yin Shu thought was subtle.

After saying hello to Shen Sui, Yin Shu went back to practice swordsmanship. He had the same thoughts as Rong Shuo, hoping to fight both Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu.

Seeing that Shen Sui's strength was as strong as he imagined this time, Yin Shu was naturally happy and wanted to beat him.

Lin Huaizhu's competition is tomorrow, and the opponent is unknown.

At least Shen Sui didn't have much impression of this name, and he probably wasn't too strong. In fact, even if he met a strong man, he wouldn't worry about Lin Huaizhu.

After the competition, Shen Sui found a quiet place and practiced sword with Lin Huaizhu for an hour.

The sun was setting, and the light clouds were bordered by a circle of red, spreading across the sky like brocade.

Shen Sui sat on the cliff, with piles of emerald green trees under his feet, with the refreshing mountain breeze blowing on his face, he poured a mouthful of green silk burning from the jade pot.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Shen Sui turned his head and asked Lin Huaizhu, "If only you and I are left in the end, will you let me win?"

Lin Huaizhu's eyelashes were stained with red, and he looked at Shen Sui in the gentle spring breeze, and nodded slightly for a long time.

Shen Sui wasn't surprised by his answer at all, he just asked, "Are you here for real, or are you fake?"

The little wolf cub has the attribute of a mouthful and a belly sword, but that was in the early years. In recent years, he often does things that are beyond Shen Sui's expectations.

Lin Huaizhu said, "I know that you want to become His Majesty's disciple, and I will help you realize your wish."

Shen Sui was quite helpless, "I want to become the disciple of the lord, but I haven't thought about it so much. It's best if this matter can be done, and I won't be sad if it doesn't."

"No one is a fool under the eyes of everyone." Shen Sui handed the jade pot in Lin Huaizhu's hand, "So you don't need to release water, but use your own strength to compare."

Lin Huaizhu looked at the wet part of the bottle, lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, neither saying yes nor bad.

Shen Sui glared at him.

The corners of Lin Huaizhu's lips bent, and then he nodded and said, "I see."

Shen Sui looked at the steaming clouds and mist in the mountains and forests, and suddenly sighed, "Actually, I didn't even think about competing for the first place in Kyushu."

Lin Huaizhu's eyes fell on Shen Sui's thin red lips, and he raised his eyes when he heard his words, and looked into Shen Sui's eyes.

Shen Sui took two sips of the wine, and said casually: "What's the use of arguing about this? After I stay in Xuan Tian Sect for ten or eight years, and I've learned enough, I'll leave the peak."

Lin Huaizhu's eyes flickered, "What is Xiafeng doing?"

Of course, to be his rich second generation and live a chic life.

Shen Sui didn't think about the details yet, so he pondered for a while, and then said: "Either go back to Yaowang Valley, or go out for a trip, or I will help you. When you become the head of the sect, I will help you take care of Xuan Tian Sectindustry."

It's nothing more than eating, drinking, having fun, and making money.

Shen Sui is thinking very openly now, he will start a career when he is tired from playing, and continue playing when he is tired from work.

Lin Huaizhu's eyes were deep, but his voice was unrecognizable, "Didn't you agree to practice ascending together? Why do you suddenly want to go down the peak?"

Shen Sui curled his lips almost imperceptibly, "What's so good about flying?"

There are three, six, and nine classes in the world, isn't there one in the fairy world?

After working so hard and finally ascending, it was only after arriving in the Immortal Realm that realized that the hierarchy there was even stricter, just like a child from a poor family who crosses the hierarchy, looks glamorous on the surface, but is actually at a disadvantage in the circle.

Monkey King is so powerful, isn't he still a Bi Mawen after being ordered by the Heavenly Court?

Of course, this is Shen Sui's dark guess. Anyway, he has no interest in ascension, and only wants to live a chic life when he has the ability to protect himself absolutely.

In the 21st century he is a roll king, here he just wants to enjoy life.

Shen Sui patted the other Juan Wang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "But if you want to keep cultivating, brother, I still support you."

Everyone has his own ambitions.

If in another world, a rich second generation patted him on the shoulder and said that people live less and less every day, it is better to be happy and chic now than to regret before dying, Shen Sui would definitely give him a Byakugan.

So no matter whether Lin Huaizhu wanted to roll or ascend, Shen Sui gave him great respect and support.

Lin Huaizhu didn't speak, his lowered eyes gradually deepened.

He thought that what Shen Sui said before, whether he traveled all over the Nine Provinces or ascended to immortality, he was included in it.

Now it seems that he is self-indulgent.

When discussing projects before, Shen Sui did not drink less, and he could still stand steadily after a catty of liquor.

But when he came to this world, he hardly ever drank alcohol, so his body's tolerance to alcohol was naturally poor.

Lin Huaizhu had a match tomorrow, so Shen Sui didn't dare to be too greedy, and stopped drinking when he was slightly tipsy.

After returning home and soaking in a hot bath, Shen Sui passed out and lay on the bed with the pillow on his back.

When he slept until midnight, Shen Sui felt a hot body pressing against him, like a mountain of flames about to erupt.

Shen Suimu stared and opened his eyes, only to see Lin Huaizhu's black hair scattered, conspicuous red marks at the end of his eyes, and trembling long eyelashes.

Seeing that Shen Sui woke up, he clung to him and whispered in Shen Sui's ear, "Brother, I feel bad."

Throat was full of suppressed gasps, and his lips were hot, and he accidentally rubbed against Shen Sui's neck, causing him to flinch.

Shen Sui woke up instantly as if someone had punched him in the face, and looked at Lin Huaizhu in horror.