The sword tasting competition is approaching, and people from all walks of life are taking advantage of this time to make friends with like-minded friends, or find a few people of similar skill to compete with each other to earn some reputation for themselves.
The major factions will also contact each other, either making friends, forming alliances, exchanging news, or secretly talking about some topics about the imperial court, and incidentally scolding Jin Yiwei.
This is what grand gatherings in the world are like. To put it bluntly, this is the epitome of a wealthy family.
The kind of chivalrous person who goes around doing chivalry all day long, bringing a group of confidants to eat, drink and have fun, conquer a few territories today, wipe out a group of evildoers tomorrow, and be cool and unrestrained every day, only exists in calligraphy and painting.
After all, as long as the knight is still living in this world and cannot escape from the Three Realms and Five Elements, he must eat and drink, he must live, and he must live like a human being.
Pure knights only exist in fantasy. They are aliens who separate responsibilities and rights. The closest to the concept of pure knights is probably Liang Benlang.
Even the old and dashing leader of the gang has such a big drag from the Beggar Clan behind him. He seems to have great martial arts skills and a high status, but in fact he is neither above nor below. The gang members worship him like a god on weekdays. It’s really true. He is not as effective as an elder's words when it comes to matters.
It seemed that Yun Danfeng was light and carefree, but in the end he was burdened by the general trend and died unexpectedly due to the Beggar Clan incident.
The world of rivers and lakes is not as beautiful as the literati described it, so Yongle, who still had some fantasies about the world of rivers and lakes, immediately lost interest after seeing this familiar scene.
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. In her imagination, this gathering of various factions in the world was supposed to be otherworldly and mundane. Those heroes and masters should be like immortals, but now they are like this. .
What she saw at the Five Sacred Mountains Conference had already shattered half of her dreams of being in the world. Now, the mundane scene of this Swords Competition completely shattered her fantasy.
The various poetry fairs in Beijing compete for flowers, and the children of aristocratic families compete in literary talent, while today's sword competitions in Jianghu compete with martial arts, but fortunately, fist-to-flesh fights are always what those who moan without reason have to do. Look closer.
So in the following days, Yongle followed Shangluo, wherever there was excitement to see, they would go wherever they could.
Lu Hanjiang didn't hang out with them. He arranged for several groups of people to sneak into the Sword-making Villa at the same time, pursuing various purposes. He was a very busy man now.
On the day before the Sword Tasting Ceremony, all the Jianghu guests who had been invited had already arrived. The village was full of people, this brother and that hero belonged to the same family, and it was very lively.
Shangluo took Yongle out early in the morning, and there was another Jianghu competition to watch today.
One of the most important criteria for seniority ranking in Jianghu is whether one can produce outstanding achievements. The reason why the Sword Tasting Conference is so popular among Jianghu people is that, firstly, it produces all kinds of excellent weapons.
The second is that if you want to take away the weapons from the Sword Making Villa, you must have corresponding martial arts. This is also the best platform to become famous in the world. People will talk about those Jianghu people who have shined in previous sword tasting conferences.
Today's competition is widely anticipated and involves disciples from a large sect. When Shangluo and Yongle arrived at the square in front of Wangjian Tower, there was already a sea of people here. On the high platform set up, both sides of the competition were already ready.
"Hengshan Sect, Hu Qianzhong, please give me some advice."
Hu Qianzhong, who had lived in seclusion and had been silent in the sect for more than a year, finally waited for a suitable opportunity to come back to the world. At this moment, he was full of energy, as if he had regained the charm of the great disciple of Hengshan.
He was defeated by Xiaoyao Sect Yue Lifeng in Southern Shaolin, and later he was despised for taking advantage of the chaos to sneak attack on his opponent. What was even more embarrassing was that his sneak attack failed and he was kicked unconscious.
In retrospect, Hu Qianzhong was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide several times. Unfortunately, he was sent back to the Hengshan sect in a state of disgrace by his fellow disciples, and committing suicide was just a laughing stock.
So he learned from the pain and began to practice martial arts assiduously. After experiencing the Wuyue Conference, his martial arts and character improved further. Now that the Sword Tasting Conference was about to be held, he went down the mountain to earn a reputation.
Those embarrassing things he did more than a year ago are not so popular in the world now. Hu Qianzhong chose this time just right. If he can become famous in one battle, he can wash away the shame of the past.
His opponent is a well-known person, the only living descendant of Hongchen swordsmanship and a descendant of Hongchenke, A Lan.
Hu Qianzhong looked at the girl holding two swords in front of him, and gradually felt confident in his heart.
His original plan was to torture some of his fellow disciples from the Five Sacred Mountains who knew the ins and outs, and to be safer, and finally achieve his goal of returning to the world.
But after discovering A-Lan, Hu Qianzhong changed his mind. This girl's fame relied entirely on her father and her worldly swordsmanship. Anyway, he had never heard of a heroine who was good at wielding two swords.
It can be seen that the other party should have just entered the world not long ago. Hu Qianzhong has no doubts about his identity. With the guarantee of Zhujian Villa, there will be no mistake.
After observing for a few days, he had a rough judgment on the descendant of this Hongchen guest. He swaggered around with two swords every day. This must be another guy who only relies on the sharpness of his sword to show off his evil deeds.
The familiar scene, the familiar opponent, but before he took action, Hu Qianzhong's impression of A Lan was already extremely bad. He made up his mind to defeat the opponent fiercely, and then use the reputation of red swordsmanship to become famous in the world.
Hu Qianzhong stared at Ah Lan. He didn't see a response for a long time. He suppressed his dissatisfaction and said coldly: "Girl, why don't you tell me your name."
A-Lan flipped her wrist, held a sword flower, hesitated for a long time, and then asked: "Your Majesty set up the ring and invited me to compete. Isn't there any chance of winning?"
"......Ah!"
A Lan's question reminded Hu Qianzhong of some bad memories. He immediately snorted coldly, took off the jade pendant from his waist, and showed it to the other party: "If the girl wins this competition, I will give this jade to the girl."
After saying that, he threw the jade to the Hengshan disciples who were guarding the audience. Everyone saw the excitement and applauded without thinking it was a big deal.
A-Lan's eyes were bright and there was a smile on her lips. She traveled around the world, running from Miaojiang to Huashan and then to the Northland in one year. The money left by her three senior brothers had long since gone to the bottom. The jade pendant looked to be in good condition. , should be able to be used as a lot of silver.
"Then thank you so much, Mr. Hu. My name is A Lan. I have no family or sect. Please come."
A Lan held the red sword in his right hand and raised it slightly as a gesture towards Hu Qianzhong. This scene seemed provocative in the eyes of the other party, so he immediately drew his sword and attacked.
"Young lady seems to be sure of winning. If that's the case, you're welcome!"
Hu Qianzhong not only attacked first, but also rushed to attack. When he finished speaking, his sword was already approaching Alan. For Jianghu, where men are generally strong and women are weak, this approach is obviously out of style.
But he couldn't care about that much. Hu Qianzhong only wanted to win in his heart at the moment.
Hu Qianzhong attached his true energy to his sword and immediately slashed out a phantom blade hanging edge. This is the signature sword of Hengshan swordsmanship, and it also vividly explains the essence of "cunning".
As a disciple of Taoist Master Tianfeng, Hu Qianzhong also practiced this sword technique hard. When he faced Yue Lifeng, he was defeated too quickly and had no time to use it.
This time he tried to be steady, and the first move was a direct kill. The whirling sword energy refracted the light, confusing everyone's vision, and a strange scene appeared on the high platform.
Hu Qianzhong hid in it, used Qinggong to get behind Alan, and then stabbed out with his sword.
Got it!
Hu Qianzhong's eyes flashed with surprise, his breath stagnated, and there was only a crisp sound. A Lan held the green sword behind his back and blocked the sword as if he had no idea.
"how come......"
Hu Qianzhong's eyes widened in shock, and then he saw A Lan's red sword in his right hand sweep away, and his illusory sword energy array was instantly crushed by the more powerful sword energy.
"Is it over? Then it's my turn."
Hu Qianzhong immediately felt a great threat from Ah Lan's relaxed words. He hurriedly stepped back, only to see the sword energy floating like flying catkins following him. When both swords came out at the same time, the sword energy was blooming like a brocade. In an instant, It captivated everyone's eyes.
Hearing a series of crisp sounds of gold and iron intersecting again, the sword in Hu Qianzhong's hand trembled crazily, and finally broke into two pieces amidst the screams.
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