Ziwushu is worthy of being an upright man. Even if he loses, he loses in an upright manner. Ziwushu admits defeat and is convinced. Just now in the Qingqiu challenge, the young man showed that his martial arts realm is far above him. If the young man was cruel just now, that sword strike Even if it didn't take his own life, it would be more than enough to seriously injure himself, but the young man still held back.
Instead of licking his face and continuing to argue, it would be better to admit defeat openly. Ziwu Shu got off the ring and refused the He family's offer to stay. He didn't even take a look at the gold and silver offered by the He family, but left the He family directly. In the home arena, I hope Hejiabao will go out.
Shui Canglan and Yuwen Tuo, who were in the ring of Hua Chao and Mu Xia, had different expressions. Shui Canglan frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. Yuwen Tuo's eyes fell under the ring. He was wearing a dark-colored cloak and long hair. Jiang Ningxue, who was messy and covered her face, saw that Jiang Ningxue's cold eyes that had not changed for thousands of years actually had a trace of warmth. Yuwen Tuo looked at the young man with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
Yuwen Tuo saw it right. Jiang Ningxue was staring at the young man in green shirt on Qingqiu's ring at the moment. She recalled the scene when she first met him, the appearance of the monkey spirit when he rashly broke into his room, and when she faced Yuwen Tuo face to face. The figure who was resolutely guarding him, a trace of something special flashed in his cold eyes. Jiang Ningxue, who was in a complicated mood, subconsciously touched the Jinghong Sword behind her, grabbed it with her delicate hands, and then remembered that she was shocked. Hongjian is still in Gu Xiao's sword box on the stage.
He couldn't help but look up to the stage. The young man in green shirt was holding the sword behind his back, standing on the stage, clasping his fists and saluting Zi Wushu as he walked away. At the same time, He Kui's loud voice announcing the winner could be heard throughout the arena.
"In the Qingqiu competition, Liangzhou Mu wins."
The Jianghu guests in the audience are in trouble now. Sure enough, the He family's jade medals are not given casually. I originally thought that the two young men Qingqiu and Meiyue in the ring did not have any sect background. Compared with Hua Chao and Mu Xia were much easier to fight. Unexpectedly, Zheng Bai and Ziwu Shu, two masters who had been famous for many years, were defeated in a short time.
Just as these Jianghu people were struggling with which arena to choose to challenge, an arrogant voice sounded from the arena.
"I thought there would be many masters, but those two just now are really disappointing to me. You are so timid. Otherwise, don't waste your time. Come on together. I am just right." Stretch your muscles and bones, otherwise it will be freezing cold and my feet will be numb when I stand."
Such arrogant words really did not take the attention of everyone in the audience. Everyone followed the words and saw Hua Chaolui, Shui Canglan, the young master of Shuijian Sect, squinting and looking at the scene with contempt. Everyone spoke.
Although the Jianghu people are not top experts, there are also experts who have been famous in the Jianghu for many years. When they heard Shui Canglan's provocative words, how could they hold back such a tone, but think about the Rushui Sword Sect behind him, and His father, whose swordsmanship was as good as a god, the Jianghu guests suppressed their anger again.
On the high platform to watch the battle on the west side, Fang Yuehua's eyes were already filled with anger. She was also a member of the martial arts world. Seeing how arrogant this famous disciple was, she wanted to jump into the Hua Chao ring and teach this young man a lesson.
The general put his hand on his waist, but he heard Jin Buyi's voice from the side: "Yuehua, you are no longer a stranger in the world. You must remember that you are now a worshiper of Hejiabao."
"Yes, Yue Hua, if you are still angry, wait until Shui Canglan stands at the end and challenges the worship, then it is not too late to go on stage and teach him a lesson. However, I would like to remind you that if you hurt this young master, I'm afraid Shui Qianyue won't let you go so easily." Xiao Yanluo had already seen Fang Yuehua's look in his eyes, and he was defeated by Fang Yuehua. Xiao Yanluo hated her all the time in his heart. Looking at Shui Canglan's posture, he guessed that He should be able to stand to the end. As long as Fang Yuehua and Shui Canglan fight, no matter whether he wins or loses, Fang Yuehua will not get any favors.
On the west side of the viewing platform, the worshipers in brocade clothes had their own thoughts, but on the east side of the viewing platform, the ancestor of the He family did not pay attention to Shui Canglan's provocative words towards the heroes in the audience. His pair of dirty eyes just glanced back and forth at the people on the Qingqiu ring. The young man in green shirt thought of the words his master told him before leaving.
"He Qing, when you go, apart from the ligers, you also have one more thing to do, which is to find the whereabouts of Gu Jianyi. I will definitely wash away the shame of not returning home that day for the Imperial Master."
He had been conducting secret investigations for many years, and that person seemed to have disappeared from the world. Just when he was about to give up looking for that person, the appearance of this young man seemed to have allowed He Zhidao to keenly catch a glimmer of possibility. Dressed in a green shirt, with superb swordsmanship, he seemed to be the same as What the master told him was too similar.
Is there a possibility that this young man and that person... Just as He Zhidao was thinking about these clues in his mind, Shui Canglan on Mu Xia Lei began to act like a monster again.
It turned out that Shui Canglan saw that the young man in green clothes and the young man in ragged clothes were stealing the show. The young master of the Shuijian Sect, who was as dignified as the Shuijian Sect, was actually robbed of the limelight by the mountain boy who came out of nowhere. Shui Canglan was not angry at this moment. He provoked all the Jianghu people in the audience with his words, and wanted to force them to take action so that he could demonstrate the supreme martial arts of the Water Sword Sect.
But after a round of words, although the Jianghu guests in the audience were angry, no one came up to challenge. This made Shui Canglan's wishful thinking come to nothing. Once the fire of jealousy is opened, it will be like a torrential river. , endless.
"Are you a bunch of rabble worthy of the opportunity to become famous given to you by Ancestor He? You should just pack your bags and get out of Hejiapu..."
Shui Canglan failed to provoke him once, and began to speak nonsense to the audience again. But before he could finish speaking, he saw a figure leaping high, and then a deep human voice sounded.
"Master Shui Shao, don't be arrogant."
As soon as these words came out, everyone followed the words and saw this man in his thirties, with piercing eyes under his eyebrows, wearing a Jianghu shirt, with two butterfly swords on his waist, when he jumped onto the ring , the Butterfly Double Knife is already in hand.
"Northern Territory, Yan Shuang, please advise."
The man with splayed eyebrows held two swords, cupped his fists and saluted Shui Canglan, and said.
When Shui Canglan saw someone coming up to the stage, relying on Ru Shui Jian Sect's status in the world, he didn't return the greeting and raised his palm to attack the man with the splayed eyebrows.
When the man with the double sword saw this disciple, he ignored the etiquette and attacked first. He did not panic. He just turned his wrists slightly and formed a flower pattern with the butterfly swords in his hands. He held them behind his back and crossed his arms in front of his chest for protection. The figure is slightly sideways, with both feet forward and back, in a crouching posture, with two butterfly swords, held backwards, tightly against Yan Shuang's forearms. To outsiders, only the arms are crossed but no weapons are seen. , this move is also called 'Arm Hidden Sword'.
Yan Shuang's butterfly swords weigh one pound and four taels each, with a blade length of 12 inches, a wide tail and a narrow blade, and are unparalleled in piercing. They have rhombus-shaped blades and swastika-shaped handguards. The butterfly swords have a great background and are also famous for their actions. In martial arts, this skill is only passed down from one master to one disciple, so not many people know about it.
Everyone in the audience, who had been in the world for many years, saw the man with the splayed eyebrows showing off his pair of butterfly swords. They all clapped their hands and cheered, hoping that he would educate the ordinary people in the audience. .
Yan Shuang does not underestimate his opponent just because he is young. He starts with the Butterfly Double Sword's "Arm Hidden Sword" killer move. As long as the opponent's palms are in contact with his own arm, he can take advantage of the situation and use the sword to scratch the opponent's arm. .
Unexpectedly, the disciple of the famous family was not a fool. When his palms were attached to his arms, he did not use the strength of his enemies to draw out the sword like usual. Instead, the disciple's arms used the palm technique without any strength, and his own hands were unable to move. The arm seemed to be facing a pool of soft and weak lake water.
Despite this, Yan Shuang still used the swords hidden in his arms according to the moves. With a flash of cold light, Yan Shuang's butterfly swords popped out like springs, and instantly changed from reverse to upright, and slashed towards Shui Canglan's palms.
When Shui Canglan saw the opponent's move, not only did he not panic, but there was a hint of cunning and successful look in his eyes. His palms were like snake bodies, and he slapped them into drills. Following the butterfly's double sword movement, he was about to capture the opponent's wrist. .
This was exactly the capture style in Qiu Shui's palm. In an instant, the two men exchanged offensive and defensive moves. Yan Shuang sneered and quickly withdrew his move, avoiding the opponent's capture move. The crossed arms also changed to one in front of the other, and the arms were crossed. Stick close, use both swords alone, take advantage of the opponent's palms to capture you and open the door in the middle, turn it into a single sword stabbing, and go straight towards the opponent's throat.
Seeing this, the famous disciple frowned, exerted force on his waist, leaned back, turned over, and kicked Yan Shuang's wrist with his toes. This kick seemed weak and weak, but in fact, it was like Qiushui Palm, with needles hidden in the cotton. If you don't check, you will be kicked. Hit the wrist and break immediately.
Yan Shuang knew that the opponent's move was not as weak as it looked, so he immediately dodged the kick sideways, holding two swords like flowers in his hands. He pressed down with a single sword, forcing the opponent to retract his feet. At the same time, he rotated his body, and quickly pulled out the knife with his back hand, slashing towards the opponent's back. Heart.
Unexpectedly, the famous disciple's kick was just a feint, in order to lure the opponent to use both swords and stop guarding the door. Shui Canglan turned backwards and fell from the air. When he hit the ground, he clapped his hands with both hands. On the ground, internal energy burst out from the palms of both hands, and the whole person shot towards Yan Shuang like a sharp arrow.
Yan Shuang really didn't expect the opponent's move. When he returned to protect the middle gate with his two swords, it was already too late. He could only watch helplessly as the opponent used the power of his palms to break into his middle gate. He flipped his palms and struck out several times. on his chest.
The two of them touched each other on the ring, and Shui Canglan succeeded with one blow. Yan Shuang, on the other hand, was hit by several Qiu Shui Palms in the chest. He could no longer suppress the sweet taste in his throat, and flew backwards more than ten feet away, spurting out a stream of water. Mouthful of blood.
"The two butterfly swords are just in vain." Shui Canglan was so relaxed that he dismissed Yan Shuang who was lying on the ground.
Yan Shuang was hit in the palm. If it was an ordinary competition, he would naturally admit defeat. It can be seen that this disciple really bullied others too much, so he gritted his teeth and stood up, swallowed the sweet and fishy feeling in his chest, and said: "Sect Master Shui Shao, you It’s just a victory, and we haven’t decided the winner yet.”
Yan Shuang stood up, and the audience, which was originally silent, burst into enthusiastic cheers. This cheer was not only for Yan Shuang, but also for themselves, for these individual guests who had no support to rely on.
Yan Shuang raised one foot slightly, placed one foot on the ground and bent his knees. The raised leg was parallel to the ground, and his whole center of gravity was supported only by the power of one foot. This was also one of the killing moves in Butterfly's Dual Swords.
Shui Canglan's eyes twitched when he heard the people in the arena cheering for Yan Shuang. Shui Canglan, who originally wanted to save some face for himself, was furious at this moment and sneered: "Okay, since you are looking for death, I will help you. I'll kill you." Then he extended his palms to the attendants of Rushui Sword Sect in the audience.
The attendants all knew their master's nature. Seeing Shui Canglan's attitude, they knew that he had murderous intentions. How dare he go against his will? One of the attendants hurriedly took down a brocade package from behind and quickly untied the brocade. , and threw it towards the stage.
