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Chapter 461 Self

Although there were incidents on the road, the four of them finally came to the Song family mansion. It is worthy of being the home of Tiandao Song Que, with pavilions and towers, surrounded by small bridges and lakes.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I felt a surging sword intent coming from the wall, rolling like the waves of rivers and seas. Song Shidao and the other two had pale faces, and were stopped by the sword intent of the sky.

Is this the legendary martial arts master fighting with his mind?

Although Duran has fought countless times and is still in illusions in the real world, it is the first time that he has fought with his mind yy.

This is the test of the master before taking action, showing the martial arts he has mastered. The conditioning of internal breath and the flow of air around him, and cooperates to fight.

Duran took a step forward without any movement, but his thoughts moved. The air turned into an invincible iron fist, and it turned forward like a mountain and sea.

The door walls of the Song Mansion and the hall turned into ruins, and the fist movements continued, just moving forward.

Destroying and finally stopped in front of Tiandao. Tiandao felt a chill behind him. Looking behind him, the whetstone suddenly exploded and no longer existed.

Duran thought to himself to pretend to be 13 in front of me.

The boxing intention is so powerful. You should know that the strong artistic conception of ordinary people is just to integrate into nature and mobilize the natural environment. And the person in front of him is obviously a unity of man and nature, and can control nature as he wishes. It is so terrible.

"Are you Song Que?" Dulan asked through the ruins.

“Really.”

"I'm really embarrassed!" Du Lan floated up as he said that, and the ruins passing by his feet immediately recovered at an astonishing speed. The fragments were naturally combined, just like a scene just now being rewind. By the time Du Lan stood in front of Song Que, the Song Mansion had restored its original appearance.

No, it should be said that everything except the whetstone behind Song Que has been restored.

"This is the business card!" Duran took out the business card and handed it to Tiandao.

Song Que took it and saw, "The position is the young master of Dongming, his name is Du Lan, and his contact information shouted three times somersault clouds, and his address is Yangzhou City."

...What? It is the first time that a person of Song Que has seen such a contact information.

Although Duran cannot sit on somersault cloud, it does not prevent him from contacting somersault cloud. As long as somersault cloud moves, he can immediately teleport to the destination of somersault cloud.

"Who are you?" Song Que asked. He was very surprised because what he saw just now was so terrible.

"I am your son's matchmaker."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shidao had already arrived outside the house, "Father!"

Song Que just glanced at the door and said, "Come in, the people you brought come in together."

As soon as the three of them entered the door, Song Que looked at Fu Junmao and saw through the Jiutian Xuannv Technique at first glance, "But Fu Cailin's apprentice?"

"Really!" Fu Junmao is still polite to the masters of his master.

"This is your son's sweetheart. I guess you know the situation too. Your son is fond of this girl Fu Junmao, and I am a matchmaker. What I mean, you will not be happy if you agree to this marriage. So you will compete with your son for seven or eight hundred,910 rounds. If your son wins your move, you will agree. If you lose, then you will pretend that you have never given birth to this son. I will take your son and daughter-in-law to travel around the world. In about a year or two, everyone will forget the Song family in Lingnan, and only know the Song family in the north, the Song family in the Central Plains, or the Song family in Shahai."

Song Que is going to lose a lot. He will lose his son when he wins the competition, and loses the competition rules.

"Father, don't agree to him!" At this time, Song Yuzhi broke in. At this time, she had returned to women's clothing and black hair shawl, showing her girlish posture.

But now Song Yuzhi's eyebrows are raised and his eyes are filled with fire. Fortunately, the object she is staring at is Shan Wanjing, who is competing with her, not Duran.

Shan Wanjing glared back provocatively, meaning she would fight again if she didn't accept it. Recently, she has been practicing swordsmanship diligently and is waiting to meet Song Yuzhi again. If she fights again, she must defeat Song Yuzhi.

"Why do you want to hinder your brother's lifelong affairs and delay his life's happiness?" Duran said.

"You're talking nonsense." Song Yu's face turned red with anger.

"While the child goes, your elder brother is now going to be brave enough to compete with his father for the beauty. This is the most important moment for your elder brother. Don't make trouble!" Duran spoke like he was sending a naughty child.

"you……"

"Yuzhi, retreat." Song Que was not afraid of challenges, even if the challenge was his son, "Okay, let's go to the martial arts venue."

Tai Chi Sword vs. Sky Sword.

Fortunately, Song Que also knew that he was an elder and did not use internal force, but just used sword moves to fight.

Father and son fight for hundreds of rounds.

The sword is slashing and sabers, and the eyes are eye-catching.

"You broke my mansion just now?" Song Yuzhi asked. She had not been at home before. After listening to the servant's report, she realized that this happened. Thinking that there was indeed no whetstone in her father's room, I believed the servant's words. But someone could recover the broken things? Song Yuzhi still wanted to confirm with Dulan.

"I didn't stop it for a while. But I've repaired your home!"

"Lie, you obviously haven't repaired the whetstone in my father's room." Song Yuzhi said. Everyone in the world knew that there was a whetstone engraved with the name of the master he wanted to fight the most.

Duran chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Song Yuzhi really wanted to tear Du Lan's mouth.

"Because there is a name missing on the whetstone." Duran looked up at the sky forty-five degrees.

"I'm so arrogant, how can you be qualified to be on my father's whetstone?" Song Yu sneered.

"Have I ever said it was my name?" Duran said, "I mean his own name, the name Tiandao Song Que."

"My father's name? You are indeed a stupid person." Song Yuzhi laughed, "Where is anyone competing with him?"

Duran shook his head, you are too young, "For a master like your father, the enemy will never be someone else, but himself."

"The biggest enemy is always himself, and this is even more true for warriors. Heaven is built, and gentlemen strive for self-improvement. In order to seek higher, farther and stronger, warriors must seek masters to fight and break through themselves. However, few of them know that fighting with them is the best way to improve."

"How can a person be divided into two? You are all stupid ideas."

"It is impossible to split into two, but people have hands, and they can go against each other." Duran said.

Not only Song Yuzhi, but also Fu Junmao looked at Du Lan with an idiot's eyes. What's the bad idea of ​​"Bo" between the left and right? This way, it's not just a fight with him, but a trick.

"It seems that you don't like this idea, but I actually have a better idea. Because when I fight with myself, not only will the enemy know all the ideas and moves, but how I crack them is also known clearly. This is a good way to find a breakthrough. If I don't brag, just give me three days, I can become a swordsman who is exactly the same as the Sky Sword."
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