Chapter 102
The sky was tightly covered by heavy dark clouds, dark and gloomy, and it looked like it was about to rain.
In the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Division, there was an open-air martial arts arena.
It was already afternoon, and several black-shirted lieutenants were fighting in the arena, attracting a dozen colleagues around to stop and watch.
The Demon Suppression Division never prohibits its members from fighting privately.
As long as no one is killed and the future mission will not be affected by winning or losing, everything is up to you.
Therefore, there are people in this martial arts arena almost all the time, either to fight martial arts or to watch the show. It is the most lively place in the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Division after the Foreign Affairs Hall.
When Gu Cheng and Chen Fengyi walked into the martial arts arena, they immediately attracted the attention of the spectators.
Even the lieutenants who were fighting temporarily stopped the competition, hurriedly gave up the venue, and ran to the side to start the strong watching mode.
"Hey, hey, hey, that guy with silver hair, could he be the heir of Mingjian Villa?"
"I know him! His name is Chen Fengyi, a new recruit this year, and he ranked fourth in the final assessment."
A well-informed lieutenant whispered:
"I heard that the boy is a famous genius of Mingjian Villa. He has been carefully cultivated by his family since he was a child. At a young age, his cultivation has broken through to the seventh level of breaking the ordinary.
His family-inherited sword-controlling technique is even more superb, and he can even do two things at the same time, controlling two magic swords at the same time.
With the power of their magic swords of Mingjian Villa, even the slightly weaker innate masters may have to avoid the edge for a while!"
"Ah? So powerful?" Several onlookers heard this and couldn't help but look sideways.
"But since Chen Fengyi is so strong, why is he ranked fourth?"
"Are you stupid? The results of this assessment are calculated based on the merits obtained during the mission. There are too many uncontrollable factors.
As long as you are lucky enough to pick up a dragon turtle in the innate realm, even if you are not strong enough, can't you still be a rookie chief?"
Hearing this, the captains burst into laughter.
At the same time, they became more and more curious about the identity of the black-shirted young man who dared to compete with Chen Fengyi in the center of the venue.
Near this group of spectators, Tang Lingyu and the young monk Huiguang also stopped here to watch the battle.
At this time, a petite white figure quietly flew over and landed on Huiguang's head.
It was the bird demon servant remotely controlled by the Lingque Venerable.
"Oh? Are you going to fight? Young people nowadays really like to fight more and more..."
The little white bird glanced at the two figures in the center of the venue, and his tone was quite excited.
"Lingyu, Huiguang, who do you think will win between these two?"
"This... I don't know."
The little monk put his hands together and said respectfully to the Venerable Lingque above his head:
"Three days ago, I had the honor to compete with that donor Chen. His purple and green swords are extremely powerful. Even with my physical body defense, it is very difficult to defend."
"I haven't seen Chief Gu take action, but since he dared to accept the challenge and took the initiative to increase the stakes, he must have something to rely on, right? It's really hard to say who will win..."
"Gu Cheng will definitely win." Tang Lingyu answered very straightforwardly.
"Oh? Do you believe in his strength so much?"
The Venerable Lingque glanced at Tang Lingyu with a smile.
Perhaps it felt that the monk's bald head was too slippery, so it flapped its wings and flew back to the top of the short-haired woman's head.
"No, I believe in my intuition."
Tang Lingyu pursed her lips, but did not stop the naughty little white bird, and explained softly:
"Master has always warned me: arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and those who deceive the enemy will die.
That Chen Fengyi is too arrogant and stubbornly regards Gu Cheng as a lucky man who is not worthy of his position. He will definitely suffer a great loss."
"Really..."
The Spirit Bird Venerable nodded slightly and cast his eyes on the martial arts field.
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Two black armory secret orders were placed quietly on the high platform near the martial arts field as prizes.
Chen Fengyi stood in the middle of the venue, glanced at Chu Yuntian who was waiting outside the venue, and then looked at the black-shirted young man opposite, raising his chin with a proud face:
"I say... let's get started quickly? After getting rid of you, I still have to deal with that stupid big guy."
"Okay, then you go first."
Gu Cheng nodded slightly and said calmly:
"I am very curious about the sword-controlling skills of your Mingjian Villa, but if I go first, you may not have a chance to show it."
"Hmph! Sharp-tongued..."
The face of the silver-haired young man suddenly darkened. He was always arrogant, but this was the first time he saw someone more arrogant than him.
"I hope your skills can be as good as your mouth.Hard!"
Swish——
Chen Fengyi waved his sleeves.
A three-foot-long green magic sword suddenly flew out from his sleeves and quietly floated in the air.
The precious light lingered on the sword tip, emitting a compelling sword aura, which was obviously not an ordinary item.
Chen Fengyi formed a seal with one hand and pinched the magic formula.
The green magic sword split into two, two into four... and instantly turned into more than 30 sword shadows, with the sharp sword tip pointing directly at the black-shirted young man.
Then, like a hurricane, it shot at the ignorant enemy at high speed!
Swish, swish, swish——
The sword shadows pierced the air, making a sharp and piercing sound that made people's teeth ache!
The sword energy emitted by the sharp killing move made the black-shirted lieutenants watching the battle from a distance gasp!
The distance of less than half a hundred was almost gone in an instant.
Facing the terrifying sword rain that was coming at him rapidly.
Gu Cheng was not moved at all. He just saw his figure shaking and suddenly turned into a trail of afterimages.
The ghostly and agile body movement actually dodged all the flying sword shadows. Seeing his ease, it seemed that He didn't use his full strength at all!
"Hmph, you dodged pretty fast..."
Chen Fengyi narrowed his eyes slightly. The strength of this Chief Gu was a little beyond his expectations.
However, this amazing body movement alone is far from being able to surpass his sword-controlling skills!
The silver-haired young man pinched the sword formula with one hand.
The green sword shadows that Gu Cheng dodged immediately turned around and attacked the target again with a piercing scream.
Gu Cheng followed suit and continued to respond with the fox shadow.
Just as he turned into a trail of afterimages and used ghostly , dodging the rain of swords.
The bluestone slab under his feet suddenly moved...
Puff——
The dirt flew everywhere, and the gravel scattered everywhere.
A slender magic sword flashing with a faint purple light suddenly broke out of the ground!
At a speed several times faster than the blue magic sword, it fiercely stabbed Gu Cheng's back!
This sneak attack was a great opportunity.
Gu Cheng was concentrating on dodging the sword shadows of the blue magic sword, and had no time to take care of the purple magic sword that suddenly entered the battle!
"Humph! You are not useless for letting me use both swords!"
"It's a pity... the gap between our levels is too big. "
Seeing that the black-shirted young man was about to be hit by the purple magic sword.
A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Fengyi's eyes.
They were obviously in the same team. Why did this guy get promoted to the chief while his sister was seriously injured?
There must be something fishy here!
The more Chen Fengyi thought about it, the angrier he became. He immediately made a sword gesture with his hand, intending to cripple one of Gu Cheng's hands to vent his anger for his sister.
However, in the blink of an eye.
A slender palm stretched out like lightning.
The purple magic sword that attacked secretly was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand.
No matter how its owner controlled it, it could not move at all!
