When looking at Fengming Pavilion from a distance, Fengming Pavilion is located on the top of the sycamore tree. It is not too big and looks like an ordinary pavilion. When you are inside, you find that the pavilion is divided into an inner pavilion and an outer pavilion.
The inner pavilion is round, one foot in diameter; the outer pavilion is square, two feet wide.
Chu Xiu and Wen Yi were sitting in the inner pavilion, while the others were fighting at the edge of the outer pavilion.
"These two bastards are really good at picking on people." Meng Xiaochuan, who was fighting Qiu Shaoqing, cursed in a low voice, not daring to be distracted and trying his best to assist Jing Yun.
"Sa Manzi, go down." Gu Chensha shouted and punched Sa Kingang.
Sa Kingang sneered and punched him in return.
When the two fists collided.
"Amitabha."
Huitong kicked Sa Kingang on the right shoulder.
Sa Kingang's expression suddenly changed, his body flew up uncontrollably, and finally stumbled to the ground.
"Asshole!" Sa Jingan's face turned livid.
"Two against one, I'm a bit bullying you." Gu Chensha stood in front of the railing of Fengming Pavilion and said with a smile, "Let's fight again if we have a chance in the future."
Sa Jingan's expression softened and he said nothing more.
In fact, he really wanted to stay up there and drink with people like Chu Xiu and Gu Chensha.
It's a pity that he arrived at Fengming Pavilion at the beginning.
In Fengming Pavilion, the battle between Qiu Shaoqing, Jingyun, and Meng Xiaochuan continued.
Qiu Shaoqing's sword is as fast as a sword; Jing Yun's sword is as light as a white cloud.
In the intertwining of sword lights, Meng Xiaochuan's fists and palms were always able to accurately find gaps and attack Qiu Shaoqing.
This made Qiu Shaoqing unable to concentrate on his enemy Jingyun.
When he wanted to deal with Meng Xiaochuan first, Jing Yun's sword was like a maggot attached to the bone, sticking to his sword.
"They are not weak in strength. If we fight for a long time, I will be defeated." Cold sweat appeared on Qiu Shaoqing's forehead. He had already felt his own limit.
If it's one-on-one, he is confident that he can beat either of these two people.
At this moment, we are facing a powerful enemy.
"Xiaochuan, come back." Chu Xiu suddenly said.
Meng Xiaochuan was startled and immediately ducked out of the fighting range.
"Thank you." Jing Yun smiled, and his sword power suddenly changed, sharp and fast, and he actually matched Qiu Shaoqing's sword speed.
"Arrogant." Qiu Shaoqing's face was as cold as ice, and he exploded with all his strength. The sword shadows appeared in all directions, and they fought fiercely.
Chu Xiu, Meng Xiaochuan, Huitong, Gu Chensha, and Wen Yi were all seated and watching the battle calmly.
"You also use a sword, why don't you give it a try?" Meng Xiaochuan glanced at Chu Xiu and asked with raised eyebrows.
The rest of the people also looked at Chu Xiu.
From the beginning to the end, Chu Xiu never drew the sword hanging from his waist.
"I only know how to draw a sword, and I am not a swordsman." Chu Xiu said with a smile, "That man is a real swordsman. Brother Jing has learned a lot. At this stage, he is sharpening his sword skills. It is very suitable for them to fight against each other."
"You only know how to draw a sword?" Wen Yi raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.
The first time he saw Chu Xiu, he felt the same kind of aura.
I originally thought it was just because both of them used poison and both knew about it, but now I had a new feeling.
Hidden cards.
At any time, no one will see all of his true trump cards.
"What do you mean, brother Jing is not a swordsman?" Gu Chensha glanced at Jing Yun and asked curiously.
Huitong said softly: "Brother Jing is from the Kongtong sect. There are eight sects in the Kongtong sect, and each sect has its own strengths. Brother Jing is the first person in the Kongtong sect today, and he should have learned all eight sects."
Wen Yi glanced at Huitong and chuckled: "I heard that Master Huitong, you practice with a divine monk every three days in the Xuankong Courtyard of Lingshan Temple, and you have learned all over Lingshan Temple."
"The rumors are too exaggerated." Huitong shook his head, "There is no end to learning, and the young monk has not yet started."
"Don't be humble at times like this." Meng Xiaochuan hummed, "Look at those people below, they all want to skin you.
Still humble? Isn't this a slap in their face? "
Everyone was speechless.
What they did today really offended many people.
"There is wine today and you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow." Gu Chensha hummed softly and said with a smile, "Brother Chu's words are really good."
Chu Xiu chuckled and said, "It's time to serve the wine."
"The wine and tea are all ready, just waiting for this battle to end." Old Man Tianji ascended the pavilion and said with a smile.
Meng Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Old Man Tianji and asked, "If Jingyun wins, where will he be ranked on the Fuyao list?"
Old Man Tianji glanced at Jing Yun and Qiu Shaoqing, who were still fighting fiercely, and said thoughtfully: "Replace Qiu Shaoqing and become third on the Fuyao list."
"What about me?" Meng Xiaochuan continued to ask.
"In your words..." Old Man Tianji smiled, "Top ten on the Fuyao list."
"Top ten? What's the specific number?" Meng Xiaochuan asked.
Old man Tianji smiled but said nothing.
"Where is this monk?" Meng Xiaochuan pointed at Huitong.
Old Man Tianji said: "Top ten."
"Amitabha." Huitong said the Buddha's name.
"What about the three of them?" Meng Xiaochuan asked again.
"They are all in the top ten." Old Man Tianji smiled and said, "Don't worry, a new Fuyao ranking will be announced before the exam."
"It can be decided who is the best." Meng Xiaochuan refused to give up.
Old Man Tianji said leisurely: "I can only say, it's not you."
Meng Xiaochuan's face turned dark and he glared at the old man, not interested in asking any more questions.
"It's time to tell the results." Old Man Tianji glanced at Jingyun and Qiu Shaoqing.
Everyone's eyes also looked over.
The scope of the battle between the two had long exceeded Fengming Pavilion.
The two sharp swords wielded are airtight, like tit-for-tat against wheat.
"Click..."
When the battle was at its most intense, the two swords broke off at the same time.
Qiu Shaoqing's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately drew his sword and defended himself; Jingyun's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he took two steps back.
"You shouldn't have the idea that if you are with the sword, you will die with the sword, right?" Jing Yun asked.
Qiu Shaoqing said coldly: "I am a swordsman, not a sword demon."
"That's good." Jing Yun smiled, "Logically speaking, this should be considered a draw."
Qiu Shaoqing snorted coldly, unable to deny it.
The swordsmanship of the man in front of me is indeed extraordinary.
"But this time, you lose." Jing Yun continued.
Qiu Shaoqing's face turned cold.
Jing Yun said: "If you don't admit defeat, I will call the five of them over and kick you down together."
Qiu Shaoqing stared, he rarely made such an angry expression.
Jing Yun smiled, turned around and walked towards the inner pavilion.
Qiu Shaoqing's expression changed, and he glanced at the five people sitting in the pavilion.
As the third player in the Fuyao Ranking, he is very confident in his ability.
However, at this moment, he knew very well that if these six people joined forces, he might really be kicked down.
"This battle is not over yet." Qiu Shaoqing said coldly, turned around and jumped down from Fengming Pavilion.
His pride no longer allows him to stay here.
Fengming Pavilion, in the inner pavilion.
"Keep fighting and you will win." Chu Xiu chuckled.
Qiu Shaoqing is a pure swordsman, and his combat power is damaged when he loses his sword; Jingyun only uses the sword as a weapon. Losing his sword means that in a sense, he has removed a layer of shackles.
Jing Yun sat down and shook his head, "The broken sword in his hand is still a sword; in my hand, it is a broken sword."
"You are very humble." Old Man Tianji smiled.
Jing Yun smiled and said nothing more.
He has his own pride.
Wangyou wine and ambergris tea were served one by one.
People gathered under the sycamore tree.
"After today, the six of them will be truly famous in the Nineteen States." Someone sighed.
Some people were not willing to give in: "Six of them beat me one, and there is no sense of martial ethics at all!"
"Wangyou wine must be delicious, right?" Zuo Chong, standing outside the corridor, sighed with emotion.
Once upon a time, he was as arrogant and unruly as these six people, and defeated Ji Wang Li Yuanhua with one shot.
Today, my original intention is still the same, but I no longer live up to my original passion.
"It tastes really delicious." Xia Qingshan secretly thought.
Jiang Rou looked at the high-spirited Chu Xiu in Fengming Pavilion and felt a little dazed for a moment, as if she saw her former brother, a wine Taoist.
Xia Chuxue has come to Jiang Rou and Xia Qingshan. Looking at the six people in Fengming Pavilion, the letter Chu Xiu left when he left Xia Mansion came to his mind.
"Watching swords and drinking wine, drinking drunkenly and singing wildly..."
Xia Chuxue's head tilted slightly. In the past, she had never understood why her uncle, the wine Taoist, liked drinking so much, but now she vaguely understood.
"King Ji has mobilized manpower." The 'cold-faced man' stood behind Zuo Chong and whispered.
Zuo Chong was startled, then chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, the banquet is not over yet."
The 'cold-faced man' was thoughtful and said no more.
"Suzaku Order?"
The landlady glanced at Chu Xiu in Fengming Pavilion.
This time, Chu Xiu was so high-profile, what he really wanted was not to become famous all over the world, but to let everyone know that he had a Vermillion Bird Token.
