Wan Zhang's eyes were shocked, Yan Lu's mouth opened slightly, Zhang Liang was stunned again, but Xunzi thought for a moment and understood what Fu Nian wanted to do.
Grab it. Grab it. But instead of being annoyed, he was very approving.
He looked at Fu Nian with approval and relief.
He is worthy of being hailed as the future of Confucianism.
Be flexible when it's time to be flexible, and Fu Nian finally learned it.
At this time, he wanted to see the decision of this young man named Wei Yan.
The Tai'a sword was placed on a simple wooden shelf opposite everyone in the kendo hall.
The sharp sword energy on this famous sword is enough to make any swordsman fall in love with it.
Compared with this famous sword, Tian Yan has completed the artistic conception of the Holy King's sword technique for him, which has greatly increased his cultivation, and more importantly, pointed out a "way" for him.
Even though Gui Gu Zongheng and the Yin Yang family protector were rumored to be extremely evil, Fu Nian was confident that he could beat him.
Even if he really lost the sword, he still made money, not to mention that he also gained Junior Brother Wei Yan.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother, but a gentleman does not take what others like." Tian Yan bowed to Fu Nian and refused.
The Tai'a Sword is indeed very powerful, but it is not suitable for her. It is useless and would be in debt to others. She does not have any quirks in collecting famous swords.
Just like the wooden sword is to Gai Nie.
"Junior brother doesn't have a famous sword in his hand. Just hold it for self-defense. This Tai'a sword can be used as a witness to the friendship between you and our fellow apprentices." Fu Nian made a gesture of invitation with one hand in the direction of the Tai'a sword and said calmly. .
"Hey, senior brother, what you said is wrong. Junior brother still has a very good sword in his hand." Tian Yan stared at Fu Nian with a pair of bright eyes.
"I wonder, where is Junior Brother Wei Yan's famous sword?" Fu Nian asked.
A leaf can tell the autumn, and a glimpse of a tube can reveal the whole leopard. Sometimes, you can know what a person is like from just one answer.
"That's it." Tian Yan waved the wooden sword in his hand and said with a smile.
"Junior brother, don't be ridiculous. Senior brother is sincerely giving this gift." Fu Nian looked at Tian Yan in front of him and said.
He really means it.
Tian Yan is more worthy of Tai'a than him.
For Tai'a, Tian Yan may be the master who made him famous all over the world; for Tian Yan, having a famous sword like Tai'a at this age is of great benefit to understanding the meaning of the sword and practicing the way of swordsmanship. .
"Senior brother, you care too much about the sword itself, but in fact, the person holding the sword is the basis for everything.
A "sword" is a "sword". There is no difference between an ordinary wooden sword and a famous sword. Tian Yan smiled and said the famous saying that the future belongs to Mr. Gai Nie.
He gnaws books and lives in Henan. Fu Nian was startled.
The complexion of his face changed slightly. This state and artistic conception were very similar to his master Wuming.
Xunzi's eyes sparkled, and Wan Zhang looked surprised.
They are all real giants and top masters. Compared to Yan Lu, Fu Nian understands the truth contained in this simple statement better.
In this era where everyone is pursuing famous swords, and some people are even willing to cause trouble for the sake of sword manual rankings, there are actually people who can have such an understanding.
What kind of person can regard a wooden sword and a famous sword as the same thing?
A person who is powerful enough to crush all the swordsmen in the world regardless of the difference between the swords in his hands.
This understanding of the sword has reached a terrifying level, and what is even more terrifying is that this kind of artistic conception comes from the mouth of a teenage boy.
Wan Zhang and Xunzi actually felt very lucky that this young man came to Confucianism.
In addition to Confucianism, there is also Mohism. Although Confucianism and Mohism are not mutually exclusive, Mohism is also based on chivalry and justice.
With this young man's talent, if it fell into the hands of an organization like Luo Sheng who would do anything to achieve its goals, maybe in a dozen years he would become a terrible "weapon" that would cause trouble in the world and be invincible and incurable.
Fu Nian really didn't expect to get such an answer.
He instinctively wanted to try to refute.
But he found it indefensible.
So, the battle begins.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan, please give me some advice." Fu Nian held his sword and saluted.
"Please enlighten me." Tian Yan returned the greeting with a sword flower on his arm again with the same grace.
Roads of internal energy wrapped around the two men's swords.
Fu Nian's internal energy was extremely domineering, and he also had a majestic righteousness.
Tian Yan's sword energy is strong and strong, with both yin and yang, giving people an all-encompassing feeling.
Wan Zhangze is even more sharp-eyed.
With his astonishing vision, he could already see the superiority between the two.
The swordsmanship has not yet been compared, but in terms of internal strength, Fu Nian is far from Tian Yan's opponent.
Wan Zhang only thought that this might be a genius. At such a young age, his skills were already among the best in the world.
Even the Yin Yang family's almost spoon-feeding method of filling internal energy into some disciples can rarely create such terrifying monsters. Those old monsters that have been hidden in the world will rarely meet their opponents.
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Songhai, the stronghold of Luowang.
The place is remote and unobtrusive.
A man wearing a Qin army armor and a mask was sitting at a table in the stronghold, his posture was casual and domineering.
A long sword with a pure gold hilt, exuding blood-colored light and a heavy Yin energy, lay quietly on the table, sealed in the scabbard.
Waiting for the moment to drink blood.
A snare covers the sun.
To be honest, as one of the most powerful intelligence experts in the world, he could tell at a glance that this place had no ability to collect intelligence.
If you really want to collect information, teahouses, taverns, inns, and even brothels are all more suitable than this place.
This stems from the desire of the leader of the snare forces here not to seek merit, but to seek no fault.
It is normal for Luo Wang's power here to be weak. This is Qi State, which is far away from Qin State, and there is a local snake like Confucianism. It is normal for Luo Wang's power not to and cannot expand.
Like a spider web tied in a hidden place, it may not catch much food, but it is rarely destroyed.
The thoughts of a little person.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the face behind the mask.
But there is still no change on the face, making it difficult to tell the depth.
In front of Zhenri, Dilian knelt down on one knee and reported some situations to Zhenri.
Dilian was very respectful towards the sun.
"Yeah." Zhanri listened for a long time before finishing Dilian's report.
Naturally, he also knew some of Tian Yan's movements, such as her new subordinate Fei Shuang.
To be honest, it was not in his interest to let Jing Salaman develop his own power, but he had no intention of getting rid of Feishuang.
But from another perspective, this is exactly what he wanted.
Interest is more stable than any threat, and it is what makes Salamander stand on the same line as them.
If the Frightened Salamander is compared to a big tree and the net is the soil, then a character like Feishuang is Tian Yan's "root system".
The more roots you insert, the better, because the more so, the harder it will be for her to escape the snare.
It has to be said that the current Mr. Jingshao is more aware of current affairs than her mother, and is much smarter.
He was arranging people and drawing manpower from various snare strongholds.
Wait for the other subordinates to get into position.
Since there is going to be trouble, of course the matter must be made bigger in order to satisfy King Qin.
