This voice was extremely familiar. Xu Liao could tell with one ear that it was Ning Zhen 'er's voice. He wasn't really afraid of Ning Zhen' er, even if Ning Zhen 'er had Gao Xingwen behind him.
Xu Liao slowly took a deep breath and shouted, "Why am I not afraid of you? Who are you calling a coward? "
Ning Zhen 'er rushed into Chen Hall like a whirlwind. When he saw Xu Liao, he was so angry that he pulled out his sword and shouted, "If you're not a coward, then you've been hiding for so long? You don't even dare to go to the dining hall. You've really got guts! "
Xu Liao was too lazy to explain. He was busy practicing the Red Silk Sword Style and forgot about the fight. He coldly shouted, "It's not too late to fight now! As long as you have the guts to fight and beat me, you can call me a coward! "
Xu Liao had defeated Ning Zhen 'er last time, so he wasn't afraid of this "senior". He didn't think that Ning Zhen' er would sneer and shout, "I'll let you see my Sudden Rain Sword Style!"
Xu Liao couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise. He didn't think that Ning Zhen 'er, who had been defeated by him before, would actually dare to fight. Of course, he wasn't afraid of his opponent. He waved his hand to signal Bai Qiulian to step aside. He pulled out the long sword formed by the Golden Spear Grass and floated down to the stage.
A cold light flashed in Ning Zhen 'er's eyes. He faced his opponent head-on. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and it turned into countless raindrops, scattering in the air and covering a radius of a few meters. This sword style was much more exquisite than last time.
Xu Liao took half a step back. At this time, he glanced at Gao Xingwen who was leisurely stepping into Chen Hall. Gao Xingwen had a card up his sleeve. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised and thought, "This guy has fought with me before. Why is he so confident in Ning Zhen 'er? He should know that Ning Zhen 'er isn't my opponent, right? "
Xu Liao casually used the Sudden Rain Sword Style and fought with Ning Zhen 'er. He felt that Ning Zhen' er's sword style was better than last time, but … because Ning Zhen 'er's sword style had improved, he could clearly feel that his sword style had also improved. It was a huge improvement, far exceeding Ning Zhen' er's improvement.
Before his Nine Profound Body Change Technique broke through to the ninth level of Spirit Gathering Technique, the four sword styles had already forced out sword rays. Even the Chen Sword Style had already reached a higher level. With this kind of improvement, even if someone saw it with their own eyes, they wouldn't dare to believe it. They would only think that he was cheating.
There was a subtle connection between the Chen Sword Style and the other three sword styles. When Xu Liao mastered the Chen Sword Style, it was equivalent to raising the realm of the other three sword styles. The Sudden Rain Sword Style also improved a lot because of this.
Xu Liao and Ning Zhen 'er exchanged more than ten moves. The sword rays suddenly separated and penetrated the opponent's sword net, pointing directly at Ning Zhen' er's forehead. Last time, he had used this move to defeat his opponent.
In the face of danger, Ning Zhen 'er did not panic. He did not raise his head to dodge. Instead, he gave a light shout and swung his long sword backhandedly. The sword rays flickered and countless sword rays turned into raindrops, covering Xu Liao.
Xu Liao was shocked. He knew why Ning Zhen 'er had the confidence to challenge him, and why Gao Xingwen felt that Ning Zhen' er had a chance to win.
Ning Zhen 'er had actually improved the Sudden Rain Sword Style to a new level, breaking through to a new realm. The sword rays turned into raindrops, sprinkling down. If Xu Liao still had the realm he had when they fought last time, he would definitely be defeated by this move.
Even now, in terms of sword style, Xu Liao was not inferior to Ning Zhen 'er. However, he had not cultivated the Sudden Rain Sword Ray to the realm of raindrops, so he could not use the Sudden Rain Sword Style to block this move.
Without thinking, Xu Liao changed the Sudden Rain Sword Style to the Chen Sword Style. The Chen Sword Style could even block dust, so naturally, it was not afraid of raindrops!
According to the founder of Dongxuanxian School, among the twelve sword styles in the Twelve Sword Stages, the second style just happened to restrain the first style, and the last style, Thunderous Absolute Sword, was restrained by the first style, Flying Smoke Sword Style, so it was a perfect state.
Neither Ning Zhen 'er nor Gao Xingwen thought that Xu Liao could master the Chen Sword Style. Even Bai Qiulian, who knew Xu Liao very well, did not think so. When Xu Liao used the Chen Sword Style, the three of them were shocked, especially Ning Zhen 'er, who was fighting against Xu Liao. She was so surprised that her mouth was wide open, as if she had seen someone flying in the sky.
Xu Liao used the Chen Sword Style and immediately blocked all the Sudden Rain Sword Ray that Ning Zhen 'er had sent out. He even felt that he still had some strength left and could still counterattack, so he casually counterattacked with his sword.
This sword pierced through Ning Zhen 'er's Sword Ray and lightly touched her forehead. This time, Xu Liao did not play a prank by drawing a little turtle. Instead, he lightly carved two words: "Idiot"!
Ning Zhen 'er came to her senses and covered her forehead. Her face was full of shame and anger. She asked Gao Xingwen, "What did he carve on my forehead? Did you draw another little tortoise? "
Gao Xingwen was an honest man, so he told the truth, "He carved the word 'idiot' on your forehead. This time, he didn't draw a little turtle!"
Ning Zhen 'er cried out again. She stamped her feet, covered her face, and ran away.
Gao Xingwen gestured a few times, but in the end, he shook his head and said, "I'll challenge you next time. This time, I have to comfort Zhen 'er first!" Then he chased after her. However, even though Gao Xingwen shouted a few times, Ning Zhen 'er did not stop, so he could only run after her.
Xu Liao sheathed his sword and blew on it. Even though there was no snow or blood on his sword, and he did not feel that he had the demeanor of a peerless swordsman, he still felt quite proud of himself. Just now, he had used the Sword of Chen to break through Ning Zhen 'er's Rain of Sword Rays. He had won to his heart's content. He had never felt so refreshed before.
Bai Qiulian could not help but laugh and said, "Do you think that you are especially like Ximen Chui Xue?"
Xu Liao shook his head and sighed, "Actually, I like Ye Gu Cheng more!"
Bai Qiulian asked, "Why do you like Ye Gu Cheng more?"
Xu Liao made a pose that he thought was very cool before he slowly said, "There is a poem that praises Ye Gu Cheng. Have you heard of it? But it is said that the heart of an old friend is fickle, and I did not want to settle the enmity with one sword! My name is Xu Liao! "
Bai Qiulian was slightly stunned and then asked, "Why haven't I heard of this poem? I know that the first sentence is Nalan Xingde's poem, but I haven't heard the second half. It should be a translation, right? "
When Xu Liao heard this sentence, he choked back the words "This poem was originally created by my favorite web writer, Wandering Toad". He really did not know who Nalan Xingde was. If he had accidentally said it just now, he would have been laughed at by Bai Qiulian for being uncultured.
Bai Qiulian did not know the thoughts in Xu Liao's heart. The girl of the Bai family laughed and said, "It is said that the heart of an old friend is fickle. I don't want to settle the grudge with one sword! If they know that your name is related to this sentence, I believe that no one will pronounce your name as' Le 'again. They will only pronounce it as' Liao '. Have you ever thought of using this poem as your opening poem? Every time you appear, you will recite it. It will be very imposing! "
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