Mu Yunlong said: "If it's fake, just fake it. I won't blame you. You don't know what the real Dragon Song Sword looks like."
Although Mu Yunlong said this, the expression on his face could not conceal his disappointment. He thought he could find the real Longmen relics, but he didn't expect that it would all come to nothing in the end.
He looked at Chu Yang and couldn't help but wonder: "How did he know that the dragon pattern was reversed?"
This thought flashed through his mind and was interrupted by Song Mingyang.
"Grandpa Zhong, Grandpa Mu, it's almost time. Do you think there is a martial arts competition?" Song Mingyang asked suddenly.
He had just made a fool of himself, and he wanted to reverse the situation as soon as possible, and he also wanted to vent his anger.
Mu Yunlong and Zhong Zhanguo looked at each other and said, "Brother Zhong, I think it's almost done. Why don't we let these two young people start."
Zhong Zhanguo also nodded: "Okay, let's start."
But Chu Yang said: "Wait a minute, I want to see the Song family's heirloom first, don't deny it when the time comes."
Zhong Zhanguo nodded and looked at Song Mingyang: "Mingyang, bring your heirloom."
Song Mingyang put on an indifferent attitude and took out a brown wooden box from his pocket. Anyway, he was very confident that he would never lose the family heirloom.
"Grandpa Zhong, what is in this box is the Xuanming Hanyu, the heirloom of my Song family. I will keep it in your hands for the time being. I will get it back when everything is done."
After hearing this, Song Mingyang was full of confidence.
Zhong Zhanguo nodded and opened it.
The moment the box was opened, there was a flash of cold air, as if it was spurting out from the box.
There is a piece of white jade about the size of an egg placed in the box. It is crystal clear and faintly exudes a white cold mist.
Even Guo Zhengde and others couldn't help but look envious.
"Good guy, what a gem!"
"I don't know what the specific function of this piece of Xuan Ming Han Jade is. It should be more than just for viewing."
Others speculated.
Chu Yang looked at Xuan Ming Hanyu and nodded, confirming that it was correct. He was very satisfied and his trip was not in vain.
If it weren't for this Xuan Ming Han Jade, he wouldn't even bother to compete with Song Mingyang.
"It's time to start." Chu Yang said.
Zhong Zhanguo turned around, faced several other prominent figures in Jiangbei and Lingnan, and said loudly: "For the sake of fairness and justice, I will reiterate it again."
"If Chu Yang wins this bet, the Song family heirloom Xuan Ming Han Jade will belong to him."
"If Song Mingyang wins, I will betroth my granddaughter Zhong Ling to him."
After Zhong Zhanguo finished his announcement, he glanced at Mu Yunlong: "Brother Mu, let's talk next."
Mu Yunlong nodded, opened his mouth and said forcefully: "Listen up, everyone, whoever wins these two young people will be admitted to Jianglin Academy as an exception and will become a student of our school from now on!"
When Guo Zhengde heard this, he was filled with envy. If his grandson could be admitted to Jianglin Court as an exception, he would really be a proud ancestor. He would be at least as high as Lin Zhenbei.
"I will announce that it has officially begun!" Zhong Zhanguo said loudly.
After Zhong Zhanguo finished his announcement, he looked at each other and Mu Yunlong. The two nodded to each other and then returned to sit on the Taishi chair.
Song Mingyang suddenly jumped up from the chair, jumped into the air, and then fell gently like petals flying, handsome and elegant, like a jade tree facing the wind.
Guo Zhengde couldn't help but praise: "What a beautiful kung fu. The whole set of movements is done smoothly and smoothly. The difficulty is to be able to release the strength instantly after flying into the air, and then fall lightly. This light kung fu cannot be achieved without twenty years of skill."
Chu Yang, on the other hand, stood up slowly, left the chair, and slowly walked to the middle, no different from his usual walking.
Seeing this scene, Guo Zhengde sneered and said: "Based on this appearance, the two of them are not at the same level at all. Xiao Song is simply a dimensionality-reducing blow to Chu Yang."
"If I were Chu Yang, I might as well not compete and just admit defeat, and avoid a violent beating."
