Guan Bai gave his own statement, and it depends on whether Chen Changsheng should accept it.

For him, this is indeed a relatively troublesome issue. In the eyes of many people, at least he shouldn't take action today.

Guan Bai is not the ordinary first-level realm of the Star Gathering Realm that was once defeated by his sword, but a true swordsman with a cultivation level far above Chen Changsheng. More importantly, Guan Bai was seriously injured for some reason and broke his right arm. Even if he practiced a left-hand sword this year, it would be impossible to recover its full strength. Even if Chen Changsheng tried his best to defeat the other party, he would not have any glory.

He is the future pope. If he wins, he will only cause criticism. If he loses, he will be very embarrassing. The best way is to not accept the other party’s challenge.

The venue was very quiet. Everyone was looking at Chen Changsheng and waiting for his decision. No one dared to urge him, but the quietness and those sights at this time were also an invisible pressure.

At this moment, a cold voice rang out after the heavy white veil: "The road is long and arduous, but since you have already taken a step, how can you stop? As long as you keep walking, there will always be a day when you walk. Don't care about the morning and evening, let alone the outcome. Why do you have to be confused by the slander of the world? Do you still can't even see this clearly now?"

There are no more than ten people in the world who can speak to Chen Changsheng in this tone. Only Old Man Tianji and Xu Yourong are qualified.

The person who spoke was Xu Yourong. Her voice could be said to be cold or cold, without too clear emotions.

Many people followed the voice to the back of the white veil on the platform, looking at the looming beautiful figure, and felt strange in their hearts because the atmosphere between the scene became a little weird.

Xu Yourong's words seemed to be encouragement, but if you understand them from another perspective, they were more like provocation, or even ridicule.

When people think of this, they can't help but feel a lot of emotion, thinking that even a saint with a clear mind will still feel a little resentful when they are humiliated by being dismissed in Kyoto.

When everyone in Lishan Sword Sect heard this, they had more other thoughts.

Guan Feibai looked at Gou Hanshi and said with some uncertainty: "From the reaction of the junior sister, senior brother... there should be still a chance?"

Gou Hanshi reads Taoist sect thoroughly, but he is really unclear about these things.

At this time, the scene really understood the truth, but Tang Sanshiliuyi. He looked at the expressions on people's faces and the movements on Lishan Sword Sect, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and wanted to meet them with a sarcasm. How could you understand the pretentiousness and unique love of the couple?

People think that Xu Yourong's words were mocking Chen Changsheng.

Tang Sanshiliu knew it was not, and Chen Changsheng himself knew it was not, and he understood what she meant.

What is needed to practice Taoism is constant training, progress requires constant challenges, victory or defeat is not important, and slander is even more irrelevant.

If he wants to break the realm, he needs to learn to ignore all this and return to the essence of practice.

Through life insights, obtain perceptions beyond ordinary values ​​through combat, and obtain powerful spiritual power through the maximum pressure between life and death.

He did not look at her behind Bai Wei, but looked at the hot fog deep in the middle of the lake. Finally, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Guan Bai who was standing between the scene.

The lake breeze blew gently, blew the dust among the stone slabs, losing the real sleeves and his clothes.

He walked to the scene and came to Guan Bai's face.

This is the first time many people have seen him close.

People discovered that the legendary Chen Changsheng was not very handsome, but his eyebrows were very clean and had a hint of ambiguousness.

He stood there like a fresh spring breeze, which was like a dust-lost.

There were also praises of emotion and praise in the crowd.

Guan Bai was very calm and said nothing. He took off the long sword from his waist, held it in his hand, and raised it into the air in front of him.

He only has one hand left now, how can he draw his sword?

His hand slowly moved upwards to the hilt of the sword, and his knuckles were slightly pressed and tightened.

Accompanied by the pleasant friction of the array, the scabbard slowly slid down, revealing the bright sword body.

This picture looks very good.

It was like dozens of acres of green moss on the lake, slowly being rolled up by a strong wind and then taken away.

It was more like a general who fought with yellow sand in blood. He slowly and firmly took off his armor and revealed his powerful body.

This is armor removal.

Unloading armor does not always mean returning to the field, but may also be the beginning of a grand battle.

In other words, this will be a battle that returns to its essence, or even a naive meaning.

This battle has no external factors, no entanglement of camp interests, no bargaining chips or bets, just a simple battle.

Comparing strengths and weaknesses, competing for victory and loss, and seeking happiness.

It was just a simple scene of a sword being unsheathed, and Guan Bai showed his intentions and fighting spirit.

Many people's eyes lit up.

Especially those who are monks like Guan Feibai.

Who doesn't like this kind of battle?

Even Tang Sanshiliu felt a little hot, and subconsciously walked into the field and came to the people of Lishan Sword Sect, wanting to get closer to this battle.

Only Cheshui had no reaction, and still looked indifferent and could not raise any interest. He actually did not like fighting. In his opinion, the purpose of fighting was to kill the enemy, win, lose, and enjoy things like this. Why not eat meat?

The next moment, the fighting spirit that had just been aroused by the crowd quickly disappeared without a trace.

The light in Guan Feibai and others' eyes disappeared instantly, turning into a feeling of surprise or frustration.

Because a sword intent appeared on the top of Hanshan Mountain.

This sword intent comes from the sword in Guan Bai's hand, from his eyebrows and eyes, from his tightly tied black hair, from his empty sleeves, from every part of his body.

The sword's intent is extremely sharp and sharp. The gravel and grass clippings that were previously shattered by Liangbanhu and Guan Feibai's swords were broken into more subtle particles.

The lake water and lake wind that were once cut off and then returned to the original state were cut off again, and countless cracks appeared, and they could not be restored for a while. The picture looked a bit mysterious.

Such a powerful sword intent, even Guan Feibai and Tang Sanshiliu have to admit that he is no match for this sword intent at all.

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and then it quickly became quieter.

All eyes fell on Guan Bai, full of shock and awe.

As a strong man on the Xiaoyao List, Guan Bai, the name of Tiandaoyuan, cut off his arm and his strength was seriously damaged. However, his realm not only did not decline, but his understanding in the swordsmanship even went further!

Just like what Xu Yourong said to Chen Changsheng before, opportunities often come from setbacks, and breakthroughs often come from tests between life and death.

Last year in Kyoto, Guan Bai refused to let the old Taoist nun leave because of the miserable experience of the wild dog in the alley, and then he suffered the greatest humiliation and blow in his life.

He left Kyoto and lived in seclusion in a remote mountain village. He took half a year to recover from the broken arm injury, and then began to quietly realize.

He thought about it calmly and seriously for a long time, by the stream under the cliff and by the pond behind the farmhouse.

He confirmed that he did nothing wrong that night. Not to mention that he was already a strong man on the Xiaoyao List at that time, even the child who could not practice when he was five or six years old would stand up.

Because this matter is right and should be done, so why bother to pay attention to who the old Taoist nun is? Why do you regret it?

No, no regrets.

Guan Bai didn't know that the problem he figured out was the problem he had figured out by the stream and the pond many years ago, a man named Wang Po had thought about it in the wilderness of Tianliang County.

After Wang Po figured out this problem, he finally had his own sword art.

Although this kind of sword art is far less powerful and terrifying than Zhou Dufu's sword art, it has enough qualifications to compare in terms of realm meaning.

This kind of knife path is called straight.

Guan Bai figured out this problem, and he also had his own swordsmanship, also known as Zhi.

That day, the mountain was covered with maple leaves by the stream and the cicadas were not chirping by the pond. His swordsmanship was perfect.

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Chen Changsheng felt Guan Bai's sword intent and felt admiration.

He regarded Wang Po as his idol, how could he not like this sword intent?

And he vaguely knew what Guan Bai encountered in Kyoto.

He admired the other party for recovering from severe injuries in just one year, and even the sword-do realm was even better than that in the beginning. He admired the reason for the other party's injury.

How can such a person and such sword intent be rewarded? Of course, it can only be straightforward.

With a bang, the snow field in his body began to burn violently, turning into countless true energy, transporting it to various places through the narrow meridians.

His body dragged a shadow on the stone plaza, turned into a straight line, and came to Guan Bai's body and stabbed it out with a sword.
Chapter completed!