In the arena, Lu Qun fell to the ground with his back, feeling his mind blank.

There is nothing more, it is even more sadder than being completely crushed by opponents' strength and intelligence on the ring.

Especially... in a trance, Lu Qun remembered that when he was reading his opponent's information before the war, he found that Chen Qingming had a label of a mild mental retardant... He was actually mentally crushed by a mild mental retardant!

As a swordsman of the Lu family, he actually experienced many setbacks in his life. Whether it was when he tried to surpass the records of his predecessors, or when he first came to the Sword Academy and was taught lessons by countless fellow geniuses... and relying on these failures, Lu Qun also developed a very deep scheming and took very little attention to many things.

However, the battle with Chen Qingming really hurt him. In addition to the confusion of unexpected defeat, a gradual sense of humiliation and grief emerged.

The door-board sword that attracted most of his attention was just a cover!? The opponent actually won the game with his fists?

Isn’t this a sword fighting conference? Even if the actual combat is emphasized and the rules are not so strict, at least there should be a basic framework!

"I've indeed been using a sword." Facing Lu Qun's expression that was gradually distorted to the point of his eyes, Chen Qingming also felt that the victory won by using the disfigurement method was a little lacking in persuasion, so he racked his brains to explain, "This move is actually called the fraudulent sword technique..."

Lu Qun was furious: "Do you think I am mentally retarded?!"

Chen Qingming continued to explain: "Don't be biased against my explanation. Objectively, this explanation is reasonable..."

"It's reasonable to have a hairy sense! Carrying the door panel and then punching someone naked, can it also be called swordsmanship!?"

Chen Qingming was also blessed at this time, and a handsome but extremely worthy face appeared in his mind.

"Since you questioned that what I am using is not a sword technique, then you must first make an accurate definition of the sword technique."

"…What other accurate definition does this require? As the name suggests, isn't it enough?"

Chen Qingming said, "If the fighting method related to swords is as the name suggests, it is sword technique. I held the heavy sword tightly from beginning to end, and only put it down at the last moment, with a sword holding rate of more than 99%. What else do you want?"

Lu Qun was stunned when he heard this. Is this OK?

However, looking at the girl's righteous and righteous face, Lu Qun had to calm down and start fighting with her wits and courage.

"You are just a quibble. So what if you hold a sword rate of more than 99%. You still carry two feet from beginning to end. Are you using foot techniques?"

Chen Qingming said: "Sword technique and foot technique do not conflict. I can use both sword technique and foot technique. The rules say that only sword technique can be used, not other techniques? When you use traps to mark me, do you use sword technique?"

Lu Qun was speechless, thought for a while, and said, "At least it should be a sword-based tactic that can be called sword-making, right?"

Chen Qingming then said, "In my tactics, heavy swords are indeed the core. If I hadn't held the heavy sword, would you choose such a conservative style of fighting? If I hadn't thrown the heavy sword at the last moment and use that... sword-shaking technique! Will you be caught up by me in surprise? From beginning to end, the core of my tactics is heavy sword. What else do you want?"

Lu Qun was questioned by these consecutive questions and turned black: "You, this is just a mess. Although you have been holding a sword, but..."

But after a long time, Lu Qun could not find a reason to refute the other party.

Seeing that the other party was speechless, Chen Qingming was even more righteous and righteous: "So what qualifications do you have to question whether I used the sword technique? The fraudulent sword technique, the personal priest of Jinyu City, are you more authoritative and greater than the Jinyu City Lord? After all, you just can't afford to lose, and your vanity is at your disposal!"

"I can't afford to lose!" Lu Qun immediately said anxiously, "If you hadn't used these shameless methods, I would admit that even if I lost miserably!"

"Will there be regulations for the sword fighting university not to use means? No means are used. What is the difference between a person and a wooden stake puppet? What are the fights on the stage? Everyone calculates the realm of the true essence and the level of magic weapon, and calculates the winning or losing relationship according to the formula? Isn't it enough?!"

Chen Qingming said this, his whole body was already as imposing as Mount Tai, making Lu Qun, who was much taller than her, breathless.

"Okay, don't fight anymore." At this time, Wang Xiao, the director of the Sword Academy, came forward and said, "The winner has been decided, and it is useless to say too much. Instead of arguing about the definition, it is better to reflect on your shortcomings."

Speaking of this, it was already a kind of gentle but firm criticism. Lu Qun's face turned pale when he heard this, and he lowered his head and said, "Disciple knows that he is wrong."

After saying that, he apologized to Chen Qingming: "I am not as good as others in my skills, but I am vain and have to pester them after I lose. I am really ashamed..."

As Lu Qun bowed his head and admitted defeat, the battle of the junior group came to an end with the surprised eyes of countless people.

Lu Qun, a genius swordsman from Wuxiangjian Academy, unexpectedly lost to Chen Qingming, a foreign aid swordsman from Qinglian Academy.

This is also the first time in the past ten years that Wuxiangjian Academy has lost to Qinglian Academy in the junior group's fighting swords.

Although according to common sense, the sword fighting in the junior group is the most uncertain, and the advantages of the major sects are the most difficult to play. After all, the players in the junior group are all shortly after getting started, and most of them still have their cultivation before entering the school, which does not really represent the training level of a sect.

But in fact, only those who really participate in the Sword Fighting Conference know that the Wuxiang Jian Academy has the greatest advantage in the primary group.

Among the three academies, Wuxiang Jian Academy has the most prominent martial arts name, so if those geniuses who are truly interested in swordsmanship do not inherit the family tradition, then the first choice is to study at Wuxiang Jian Academy. As for the sword group of Qinglian Academy, although it is also famous, the decline shown in the face of Wuxiang Jian Academy in recent years has made the top talents tend to be Wuxiang Jian Academy. As for the sword cultivators who choose academies, most of them value theory and ignore practice.

Secondly, Wuxiangjian Academy focuses on actual combat. No matter where newcomers come from, the first thing they do after getting started is to compete with the brothers and sisters in the hospital, and in most cases they are beaten to the point of being blue and swollen.

Even if the monks outside the Sword Academy are very talented, their practical experience, especially the experience in the arena, will never be comparable to those of the veterans in the Wuxiangjian Academy. Therefore, it is very likely that they have an advantage in hard power, but they quickly defeated the arena.

This kind of trial after entry is not to suppress arrogance or give a warning, but to allow foreign newcomers to quickly improve themselves. For young sword cultivators who are just starting out, the fastest way to improve their strength is to grow from failure. If you lose dozens of times in the ring, even if the winning rate is bleak, your actual combat ability will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

These elements have been superimposed, which has caused the Wuxiang Jian Academy to have never lost to its opponent in the sword fighting in the junior group in the past ten years. This time, Lu Qun lost to Chen Qingming, which really caused a lot of surprise.

Chen Qingming didn't care about the people of the Sword Academy. The girl shook her ponytail and walked to Wang Jiu with a smile on her face, raised her head and said, "How about it, have you looked at me with admiration?"

Wang Jiu said: "The accurate definition of the admiring requires you to perform beyond your expectations, but your actual performance is consistent with my pre-match expectations, so it is really not admirable. If you are killed by your opponent in one move at the start of the game, then I will be impressed by you..."

"You were killed by someone!" Chen Qingming's smile disappeared instantly, and she said in anger, "And what I said was not a practical performance. Anyway, all the tactics were drafted by Zhao Chenlu for me, and there was nothing to be proud of if I won. What I said was the future. In the face of Lu Qun's doubts, I easily crushed him with superb logic! Now you dare to say that I am a mild mentally retarded?"

When Wang Jiu heard this question, he couldn't help but lower his head and remained silent.

Chen Qingming snorted, and his smile crawled back to his face: "How is it, I have nothing to say?"

Wang Jiu nodded: "Based on our experience of being together for more than a year, I judged that what we will say next may cause psychological harm to you, so in the spirit of humanitarianism, I decided that I had nothing to say."

"You said this, it has caused a lot of harm to me, okay?" Chen Qingming was furious, "What did I do wrong? Is it still wrong to crush with logic? Should I shut up and be questioned unreasonably by him?!"

Seeing that Chen Qingming had the spirit of breaking the casserole to ask the end, Wang Jiu had to speak out.

"To be precise, the correct approach is to ignore his doubts, because the referee who is qualified to judge the outcome of the game is the on-site referee, not the player. No matter how many objections he has to oppose the game, the referee has already ruled the result of the game, so there is no need to waste your brain to debate with your opponent."

"..." In an instant, Chen Qingming was dumbfounded.

Wang Jiu explained again: "In fact, when you tested your intelligence for the first time, you made the same mistake. You wasted too much brain power to weigh the pros and cons between eating shit and practicing Vajra to subdue demons. Your thinking is full of divergence and depth, but you can't jump out of the framework to think that what is on the table is just a trap. The limitations of thinking make your brain power, which is not weak, unable to perform its effect, and it also limits your effective IQ..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qingming raised his eyebrows, as if he had been waiting for the predator on the fighter plane. He couldn't wait to speak, "What did you say just now, say it again! Did you say it, which was not weak in mind!?"

Wang Jiu said: "Yes, from a physiological point of view, your brain capacity and activity are above the average of Xiangzhou humans, and even above the average of the group of immortal cultivators..."

"No need to continue talking about it when it's enough!" Chen Qingming immediately interrupted Wang Jiu's further explanation, "It's enough to have this sentence!"
Chapter completed!