Chapter 141 Seizing the Sword

As a ninth-grade swordsman, Xie Bi'an naturally keeps calm at all times. Swordsmen's hearts are cold. If a swordsman's heart is hot, then this swordsman is not far from death, but now he still cannot maintain his usual self. He was very calm. Naturally, he had collected the basic information and intelligence about Guo Baokun before he came here. Although he was a weak scholar, he was extremely talented and became the number one scholar in high school at a young age. However, in the eyes of a ninth-grade swordsman like him, he could only do it casually. Kill the existence.

But now, this person who is a weak scholar in Xie Bian's eyes, no, in everyone's eyes, is actually a martial arts master, and he is definitely not weaker than Xie Bian himself. This situation is really something Xie Bian did not expect. Look, Looking at Guo Baokun's childish face, Xie Bi'an really had to be shocked. There are really geniuses in the world. The man in front of him is both civil and military. The key is that he is so young, which really makes people jealous and frustrated.

"I didn't expect that the number one scholar in this subject would actually be a ninth-grade master. Guo Baokun, you are really hiding too much. Everyone in the world has been deceived by you!" This precious time forces him to regain his composure and keep his state of mind calm. Only in this way can he hold the sword in his hand more firmly and draw the sword more accurately and faster. Facing a master like Guo Baokun, he must go all out Go ahead and maintain the most perfect condition.

"I never said that I didn't practice martial arts. It's just that people in the world only believe what they see and think, so they have a prejudice against me that I don't know martial arts. Even if I tell them that I am a master of martial arts, they will not I believe, I believe that even you, if someone told you before today that I am a master of martial arts, you might have dismissed it, thinking that I only know a few tricks at most, and would never believe that my strength is not weaker than yours!" Guo Baokun Rao Watching Xie Bian adjust his state and mood with interest, he discussed with Xie Bian the prejudices of the world. This was not because Guo Baokun was arrogant, but because this was his first time fighting against a martial arts master in this world. He hoped that It can fully understand the strength of the warrior, which will help Guo Baokun make a detailed and accurate judgment on the strength of the warrior.

"You should have adjusted your condition, why don't you take action?" Guo Baokun waited for a while and became a little impatient when he saw that Xie Bian was still holding his sword motionless.

Xie Bian didn't expect that Guo Baokun didn't care about his delay and allowed himself to adjust his state of mind. However, even after adjusting to the best state, Xie Bian discovered a terrible fact. He couldn't sense Guo Baokun's breath. If he closed his eyes, he couldn't. Locking Guo Baokun's position means that once the two of them fight, if his eyes cannot keep up with the speed of the fight, he will be like a blind man and let Guo Baokun slaughter him. From this point, Xie Bian can judge that Guo Baokun's strength may be stronger than he imagined. He is stronger and may already be a master at the ninth level, but even so, as a swordsman, Xie Bian naturally has the heart of a swordsman who dares to draw his sword against anyone. He will never give up the attack, but is just waiting for the opportunity.

When Xie Bi'an saw Guo Baokun speak, a sword light flashed in his eyes. The sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and the scabbard of his left hand was thrown directly at Guo Baokun. The sharp sword in his right hand followed closely like a bolt of lightning. The cold light flashed and came to Guo Baokun. In front of him, Guo Baokun turned slightly sideways and flashed the scabbard, pinched the two fingers of his right hand into sword fingers, and gently touched the back of Xie Bian's sword. stabbing, Xie Bian was not surprised. At the moment when the two met, he kicked back with his right foot, turned with his left foot, and stabbed Guo Baokun behind him with the sword in his hand. Guo Baokun seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. With a slight shock, his body jumped forward quickly, directly leaving the attack range of Xie Bian's sword, causing Xie Bian to return without success.

Xie Bi'an turned around and looked at Guo Baokun, who was three meters away from him. He was a little wary of Guo Baokun's speed. He was actually able to accelerate at the moment when he and he were fighting. His Qing Gong was better than his own. And from the moment of the fight, he could know that Guo Baokun's reaction speed was still not as fast as his own. Xie Bian's heart sank slightly. He was no longer sure of winning this battle, and the shadow area in his heart gradually increased.

Guo Baokun already had some knowledge and guesses about the identity of his opponent. He was a fast swordsman and had the strength of the ninth grade. In addition, he had just offended the crown prince and the second prince, so the identity of the visitor was self-evident. He must be It was Xie Bi'an, the bodyguard next to the second prince. After all, every ninth-grade master was a well-known figure, and it was difficult to hide his identity and skills.

"I thought that the prince would not be humiliated and would be the first to take revenge on me. Unexpectedly, it was the second prince who took the lead. It seems that His Majesty is very good at judging people. He saw that the prince is more patient than the second prince and is more suitable to be the successor. , Although the second prince is brave, decisive and resourceful, he is too arrogant and a little impatient, which is not the way to be a master!" Guo Baokun admitted that his view of the prince was biased, mainly due to the influence of the original work on him. , in the original work, the prince is far simpler than the second prince, with a weak character and lack of decisiveness. I didn't expect that if the prince didn't have two brushes, how could he have been able to sit firmly in the East Palace for so many years.

"It's no use talking more, look at the sword!" Xie Bian took action again. The sword in his hand kept flashing in the direction of Guo Baokun. In just a short distance, it changed its direction several times in a row, making it difficult to judge the direction of the action.

Guo Baokun did not dodge this time and looked towards the right side of Xie Bian's right elbow. Xie Bian quickly changed the trajectory of the sword in his hand and stabbed Guo Baokun's chest to the left. Guo Baokun looked at Xie Bian's left leg and knee again, and Xie Bian changed the sword in his hand again. The trajectory of the sword was just a flash of lightning. Xie Bian's sword changed its trajectory five or six times in succession. Finally, the sword in his hand was handed directly to Guo Baokun. Guo Baokun stretched out his hand and touched Xie Bian's wrist. Xie Bian's right hand went numb. Unable to hold the sword in his hand, Guo Baokun took the sword in his hand. Although Xie Bian lost the sharp sword in his hand, he reacted quickly. He slightly bent his legs and used force to distance himself from Guo Baokun.

Guo Baokun still stayed where he was, looking carefully at the sword in his hand, gently stroking the blade with his hand, feeling the slight sting from his fingers, and nodded with satisfaction.