As soon as Zhou Wenzhi finished speaking, the guests cheered again. At such banquets, it is quite common for swordsmanship to be tested against each other. And there is a possibility of seeing Song Xin make a fool of himself, which would be even better.
Liu Mi and Zheng Yue were also Wen Xianshou's disciples, so naturally they felt they were superior to them. Even the guests from the east seemed slightly contemptuous.
Liu Mi walked up to Wen Xian and said, "Master, tonight I am going to compete with Song Xin, and I also ask Master and the Great Saint to be witnesses."
Wen Xian was embarrassed and said: "Disciple, do you know how good this Master Song's swordsmanship is? How can you compare with him? I don't think I'll give it up. If he hurts you, as a master, It’s very distressing.”
Upon hearing this, Song Xin realized that these words were obviously meant for him, and he was warning himself not to hurt his apprentice.
"Originally, I didn't want to hurt him, but since you, the old man, said so, I will teach him a lesson. Just treat it as a meeting gift for you."
Zhou Wenzhi said: "You two are competing for swordsmanship. You only focus on swordsmanship and don't hurt anyone. Why don't you just use the sword I usually practice."
Liu Mi happened to have his sword broken just now, and he was not confident enough to defeat Song Xin, so he said: "Okay."
Song Xin also nodded, "Okay."
The two walked to the center of the hall, and Zhou Wenzhi ordered: "Light more lights!" Then two slaves stepped forward and gave each of them a sword. The swords used for this kind of practice are all iron swords without an open edge.
After a while, the slaves came in holding several candlesticks, and the hall became a little brighter.
The two stood with swords in hand. Liu Mi held the hilt of the sword tightly and pointed it at Song Xin, with a nervous look on his face. Song Xin, who was opposite him, had his sword behind him with a relaxed look on his face.
Song Xin stretched out his left hand and said, "Master Liu, please."
Liu Mi yelled and struck Song Xin's head with a sword. If he hit Song Xin this time, even if it was a blunt sword, an ordinary person would be hit with a bloody head. But this sword, in Song Xin's eyes, was like an image that was slowed down dozens of times. He let one side of his body pass Liu Mi's attack, and at the same time, he turned around lightly and went around behind Liu Mi. .
Zheng Yue reminded loudly: "Brother Liu, be careful! He is behind you."
Zhou Wenzhi and Wen Xian were surprised when they saw Song Xin's skills. They didn't expect that Song Xin was really capable.
But Wen Xian didn't take Song Xin seriously because of this, and relaxedly stroked his beard.
Song Xin stood behind Liu Mi, but did not use his sword to hurt him.
Liu Mi slashed the air with his sword, only to find that his opponent was gone. After hearing Zheng Yue's reminder, he looked back and saw Song Xin staring at him. His eyes were shining with light, as calm as a lake.
Liu Mi stabbed out with his sword again. While Song Xin easily dodged it, he grabbed the sword in his hand and stepped closer to Liu Mi. At the same time, the edge of the sword gently rested on Liu Mi's neck.
This movement was so fast, and the room was dark and unclear. Many people didn't even see clearly how Song Xin did it.
Liu Mi felt the coldness on his neck. If he used Kaifeng's iron sword today, his neck might be broken.
Wen Xian saw clearly and thought to himself: "This boy's swordsmanship is wonderful and his movement is very fast. Even if I compete with him, I may not be able to beat him."
Zhou Wenzhi said: "Cai! Brother Song's swordsmanship is really good. He won the first round."
Everyone started cheering.
Song Xin stepped away with his sword and asked: "Master Liu, do you want to compete again?"
Liu Mi was still dissatisfied, and being defeated by Song Xin made him feel even more embarrassed. He shouted: "Of course it's better than you, you sneak attack! I was careless just now and didn't dodge!"
Song Xin burst into laughter, "This one really sounds like the martial arts master."
Seeing Song Xin laughing at him, Liu Mi felt even more uncomfortable
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To save face, Zheng Yue said loudly at this time: "Yes, I only won one round, what are you so proud of?"
After Zhou Wenzhi saw this, he quietly sent a message to Wen Xian: "Next round, Master Wen can secretly help, otherwise Liu Mi will lose face and Master Wen will not look good."
Wen Xian nodded, his eyes fixed on Song Xin, and he secretly made a finger trick in his hand, hoping to stimulate the corpse energy that had just existed in Song Xin's body.
But after taking a breath, Wen Xian was slightly surprised because he found that the corpse aura could no longer be sensed!
Seeing Wen Xian a little surprised, Zhou Wen asked directly: "What's wrong with Wen?"
Wenxian whispered: "I can't feel it anymore."
Zhou Wenxian nodded, "Maybe your skills are not yet proficient." Wenxian felt that he could not sense the corpse energy, so he simply prepared to deal with Song Xin secretly.
At this time, Liu Mi started another round of attack. When Wen Xian saw Song Xin and Liu Mi's weapons clashing, he pinched a fish bone from the plate and flicked it secretly.
There was a clicking sound, and the flying fish bone knocked Song Xin's sword away. At this time, Liu Mi's sword had already stabbed him, and Song Xin ducked to the left. Liu Mi was not bad at swordsmanship either, and followed him like a shadow.
"Chi!" With a sound, Liu Mi's sword actually pierced Song Xin's sleeve.
"He used a real sword! Zhou Wen is really up to something!" Song Yu said immediately.
Song Xin glanced at Wen Xian and Zhou Wenzhi, who were drinking with their heads down, and guessed that they were secretly up to something.
Zheng Yue shouted loudly: "Hey, Brother Liu won the second round this time, right?"
Zhou Wen clapped his hands straight and said: "Haha, Cai! Of course, Brother Liu has excellent swordsmanship. This sword is an eye-opener for us."
Song Xin knew that he had suffered a small loss, but he did not point it out and just handed over to Zhou Wen.
"Now that Brother Song and Brother Liu have won one round each, the winner of the third round will be the winner of tonight's sword show," Zhou Wenzhi said.
"Yes, Brother Liu is so powerful, he will definitely win!" Many young masters who were jealous of Song Xin echoed loudly.
Liu Mi also looked proud, pointed at Song Xin and said, "I won't be polite this time, look at the sword!"
At the same time as he thrust out his sword, Song Xin noticed that Wen Xian had secretly pinched a fish bone, and knew that he wanted to repeat the same trick.
"In that case, let your good apprentice have a taste of this first."
He slashed his sword horizontally, as if he wanted to touch Liu Mi's sword, but he always paid attention to Wen Xian's hand.
Suddenly, his hand trembled slightly, and Song Xin immediately noticed a strong wind coming. Song Xin immediately withdrew his attack and did not touch Liu Mi's sword. At the same time, his figure suddenly approached Liu Mi and squeezed him gently. Liu Mi was caught off guard and took a step back, right in the path of the flying fish bones.
"Ah!" Liu Mi's cheek was hit by a fish bone, and she screamed and rolled to the ground, covering her face and wailing.
Wen Xian was shocked and was about to call out, but Zhou Wenzhi raised his hand to stop him.
Liu Mi's face immediately swelled up after being hit with the fish bone, and for a moment it was like he had a big peach on his face.
"Ah, it hurts me to death." Liu Mi covered her face and rolled on the ground.
Zheng Yue suddenly rose from behind the table, drew his sword, pointed it at Song Xin and cursed: "Song Xin, how dare you hurt Brother Liu like this!"
Most of the young men sitting on the west side bought Liu Miying. Not only did they lose their wealth, but they also lost their face. They all followed Zheng Yue and started yelling and scolding him. Cao Tai and others in the east saw the whole process and tacitly said nothing. They wanted to see if Song Xin had the ability to resolve this trouble.
"Brother Liu has always given in to me, but you actually committed such a vicious attack!"
"Yes, so shameless!"
"If there is a banquet hosted by Song Xin from now on, I will never be there!"
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The voices were rising and falling, extremely noisy. The hall suddenly felt like a pot of boiling water, crackling and bubbling.
Song Xin knew that this was their plan. In the midst of shouting and scolding, he walked to the place where the fish bones fell, gently picked them up and said, "Someone secretly hurt Mr. Liu with fish bones. It was not my fault."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Xian's expression changed instantly and he became a little embarrassed.
Zhou Wenzhi said: "Brother Song is joking, how can a piece of fish bone hurt someone?"
Zheng Yue cursed: "Brother Zhou is right! How can a piece of fish bone hurt someone!?"
Song Xin walked up to Cao Tai, bowed and said, "Master Cao, can you bear witness to me?"
Cao Tai nodded, stood up and walked over, "Okay, I'm willing to help you bear witness."
Song Xin put the fish bone in Cao Tai's hand and said, "This fish bone was thrown out and has been broken into two parts. The other part should still be on Brother Liu's face."
Cao Tai turned his head and glanced at Liu Mi, who was covering his face and moaning, "Brother Liu, can you let me take a look at your injuries?"
Liu Mi did not dare to refuse, so he could only take his hand away. Cao Tai walked over and touched his face, and sure enough he found a fish bone embedded in his swollen cheek. Cao Tai gently pinched the bone with two fingers and pulled it off.
Liu Mi screamed again.
Song Xin said: "Now, if the two fish bones can be put together, then someone is secretly hurting Brother Liu. Is this correct?"
Cao Tai nodded: "Indeed." After saying that, he put the two fish bones together, and sure enough they fit together perfectly.
Cao Tai nodded and said to everyone: "It seems that someone secretly hurt Young Master Liu today, but Brother Song did not hurt him."
The people who were noisy just now in the west immediately fell silent. Zheng Yue felt his throat getting tighter and couldn't say a word. He retreated into his seat dejectedly.
Song Xin said: "Brother Liu was attacked by someone in this battle. I think it's a draw. If you don't lose, you can get your winnings back."
As soon as these words came out, many young masters slowly sat down. They didn't care whether Liu Mi lived or died. They only thought about their own fortune and face.
Song Xin walked up to Wen Xian holding two pieces of fish bones and said in a respectful tone: "Zhen Zhen Wen, my disciple was plotted and injured. These are the fish bones that hurt him. Zhen Zhen knows the past and present and knows the future, so he must The murderer will definitely be found.”
Wen Xian did not expect that Song Xin would find the fish bones. What's more, he didn't expect that he would blame the attack on Liu Mi on himself.
He hated Song Xin with all his heart, but he took the fish bones with a smile and said, "Young Master Song is so righteous, Mr. Wen admires him. It seems that there is a hidden master at today's banquet."
When he spoke, his face twitched slightly, and some of the powder he applied fell off. Wen Xian turned around and asked the great saint, "Saint, do you know who it is?"
At this time, the great saint said: "Such a thing happened tonight at Mr. Zhou's family banquet. If the person is really found out, I am afraid it will hurt Mr. Zhou's reputation."
She paused and said, "I think, let's learn from the experience of King Chuzhuang of that time, so don't say that person's name in public."
What he said was impeccable, and he easily pushed the suspect back among the guests. She knew that this was Wen Xian's fault, but to everyone's ears, it seemed to everyone that the great saint must have known that the murderer was among the guests, and it further made people think that she really knew everything.
Song Xin secretly smacked his tongue, this woman is really smart.
At this time, Zhou Wen straightened up and said with a smile: "The Great Saint is indeed smart. I will not name this person here tonight. If he comes to my house to apologize within the next three days, Zhou will help him hide it." . If he doesn’t come, Zhou will not invite him to any future banquets. His name will also be announced to the public, and he will never be invited to banquets in the future.”
The guests nodded, but they were a little more suspicious of the people around them.
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