A steady drizzle fell from the sky, and there was fog and misty rain on the riverside.
On the first floor of the main hall of Dayang Mansion, a square platform more than ten feet long and wide has been erected.
A few feet away from the platform, there are two rows of long tables on the left and right, and the seats are all connoisseurs and judges, including Wei Changqing, Wei Kailai, the eighth elder, etc.
Li Mi's big table was behind the two review tables, about a foot away from the platform. On both sides stood the members of the Shenwu Hall, and the three deputy hall masters stood behind Li Mi's bench.
The guests gathered on the other three sides to watch the meeting of divine soldiers. Everyone cheered and applauded.
The four deputy hall masters of Wushuang Hall - Man Quanli, Qin Mengxian, Lu Xiong, and Ma Tianjing, each hold their usual weapons and stand at the four corners of the platform.
Li Mi was lying crookedly on a mahogany jujube-colored bench, being fed peeled grapes by two beautiful waitresses.
With a casual move, several members of the gang below sounded gongs, blew horns, beat drums and played music, and shouted in unison: "The Heavenly Gate Divine Weapon Competition begins -"
Wei Jing was among the crowd. Listening to the crowd's cheers, his scalp felt numb and he cursed in a low voice: "It's just pretentious, bah!"
"Who suggested the trick of 'splitting mountains and breaking mountains' last night? Why haven't you come up yet? I'm tired of waiting!" Li Mi spit out two grape seeds and laughed happily with the waitresses on both sides.
Lei Nan smiled loudly and stood out from the guest room. The people from Lei Mansion behind handed him his family's heirloom purple gold sword.
After taking it, Lei Nan strode onto the platform, saluted in all directions, said some formal words, then turned around and drew his sword out of its sheath.
This Leopard Tang Jinghu appeared with a slumped face, and without saying a word, he took off the nine-ringed sword on his back.
The blade of the sword is dazzling with silver light, and the nine silver rings are constantly shaking and making a clear sound.
Tang Jinghu was originally a veteran general of Chuangtianmen. He had served as gang leader for three times. He always thought highly of himself, but he didn't like Li Mi very much.
I just felt that Li Chuangtian regarded him as his brother, Li Sheng regarded him as a hero, but Li Mi regarded him as a clown, asking him to show off to others at the conference, which was very unpleasant.
What makes Tang Jinghu even more angry is that for some reason last night, his beloved son Tang Biao was found fainted in a toilet. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his mandible was shattered, and he had an unknown number of broken bones. He had to recover better this time. It's been a while.
What Tang Jinghu didn't know was that while Tang Biao was gradually recovering from the swelling in his muscles and bones, another important treasure was withering away, and he didn't know what it would feel like at that time.
Lei Nan held the knife in his right hand, and took off his cloak with his left hand. He threw it away casually, and the cloak flew out. When it fell, it fell gently and gently, and fell quietly into the hands of Lei Mansion's men.
"Okay!" "Lei Yuanwai is indeed worthy of his reputation." The guests saw that Lei Nan's cloak throwing was neither too good nor too bad, it was a tasteless trick, but seeing that he was at the height of his reputation, they gave them warm applause as usual and shouted some more Scene praise.
Tang Jinghu took off his armor, revealing his chest and strong abdominal muscles. He walked to the center of the platform with a nine-ringed sword, raised the sword high, and said coldly: "Come on!"
Lei Nan took a deep breath, strode forward with the purple gold sword, and slowly thrust it parallel to Tang Jinghu's chest. There was no killing intention, it was considered a courtesy.
Tang Jinghu raised his sword slightly and used the back of the sword to block Lei Nan's sword. The nine silver rings clanked.
Before the guests had fully entered the scene, they heard a loud noise. The two knives were put together and then separated. Then there was another fierce clashing sound. The two elderly warriors on the stage were already fighting fiercely.
Tang Jinghu's nine-ring sword has a long handle that can be held with both hands, and it can chop more fiercely;
Lei Nan's Purple Gold Sword is held with one hand, but when he turns it and changes his moves, it becomes much more dexterous.
The two of them, one strong and the other soft, walked around the platform, slashing and smashing, and gold and silver light flashed across the platform.
The guests burst into enthusiastic applause, and the four deputy hall masters of the Wushuang Hall on the platform were also fascinated. Lei Nan and Tang Jinghu were more skilled than the four of them.
Qin Mengxian and Lu Xiong were even more secretly glad that that day at Lei Nan's Mansion in the big arena competition, they used the name of Chuangtianmen to scare people. If they really broke up with Lei Nan, they might not be able to leave Lei Mansion safely.
Suddenly a click was heard, and a ray of silver light flew over the banquet hall. Some practitioners with good eyesight saw that the silver light was the silver ring on Tang Jinghu's nine-ring sword, but one of them was chopped off by Lei Nan.
The silver ring fragments flew down and hit the judging table.
I saw Man Quanli's figure swaying, and he drew the sword very quickly. Before he could see him draw the sword clearly, he put the sword into the sheath, and the broken silver ring just made a ding sound when Man Quanli took action, and he didn't know it. Where has it gone?
Everyone responded with another round of thunderous applause.
Before the spectators had recovered their breath, there were more cracking sounds on the platform, and Lei Nanping was seen swinging several swords, all hitting the back of Tang Jinghu's nine-ring sword.
There was a flash of light, Tang Jinghu jumped back, and the nine-ring knife shook, and a bunch of broken rings fell down. Of the nine rings on the knife, three rings were left.
Wei Jing was fascinated by what he saw. He smiled at Fan Jun beside him and said, "Haha, if you keep hitting, all the rings will be cut off, leaving only nine round holes. The nine-ring knife will become a nine-hole knife!"
Tang Jinghu's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and murderous intent suddenly arose.
The tiger roared and raised his knife to fight again. This time he used his killing move, and the fight became more intense.
Renan also summoned up all his energy to engage in the battle. The two no longer wandered around the platform, but stood opposite each other, with neither one willing to retreat.
As the noise from the guests became more and more intense, Li Mi also forgot to eat grapes, but opened his mouth wide and watched the fierce fight in the center of the platform.
With one knife after another, there were tears in Lei Nan's sleeves, which were dyed bright red. There were also several more cuts in Tang Jinghu's cardinal muscles.
There was a loud bang, the two swords were smashed together, and both of them took a few steps back in shock.
Tang Jinghu's hands were trembling and he was panting;
Lei Nan stood still, but suddenly he couldn't hold the heavy sword. He lost his balance and the purple gold sword fell.
Everyone looked and saw that his right hand was shaking and the tiger's mouth was dripping with blood. Then they realized that Tang Jinghu was holding the knife with both hands and had the advantage of slashing. This heavy chop caused Lei Nan's right hand to be injured.
"The outcome has been decided, Lei Nan lost." Fan Jun whispered.
"Who said that? Lei Nan still has his left hand, while Tang Jinghu's hands are shaking." Wei Jing was not convinced and retorted.
Fan Jun explained: "Tang Jinghu's hands are not injured. If he fights for a while, I think the result will still be the same. If Lei Nan gives in then and both hands are injured, it will be even worse. And Tang Jinghu is more than ten years older than Lei Nan. They are old and in their prime, so Renan must take the initiative to admit defeat."
As expected, Lei Nan gave a wry smile and surrendered to Tang Jinghu: "Mr. Tang is indeed well-deserved and very brave. The younger generation cannot compare with you."
Tang Jinghu was speechless. Even though he won this game, he was no different from a clown. His nine-ring split in the mountain fell to six, and he would be ridiculed behind his back.
"Good fight, good fight!" Li Mi clapped his hands and applauded, it was extremely enjoyable to watch. Seeing that Li Mi was happy, the guests also started making noises. The servants brought snacks and cakes for the guests to eat.
As everyone expected, Lei Nan immediately sent someone to present the purple gold sword to Li Mi. Two gang members held the purple gold sword and asked Li Mi to touch the back of the sword, which glowed with purple light.
He asked for Tang Jinghu's nine-ring sword again, and he also held it in his hands, looking left and right, counting the small gaps on it.
Suddenly Chao Wei Kailai asked: "Teacher Kailai, how long will it take to repair this knife?"
"The purple gold sword can be made in three days, and the nine-ring sword requires recasting the silver ring, which takes four days." Wei Kailai answered without thinking. He had already judged the wear and tear of the two swords just by the sound of the two swords clashing. degree.
"Teacher Changqing, what about you?" Li Mi chuckled and looked at Wei Changqing sitting at the other end.
Wei Changqing replied loudly: "It can be completed in one day."
The guests all whispered to each other, saying that in this magic weapon conference, in addition to watching sword fights, they could also watch the drama of brothers turning against each other.
Li Mi let out a sigh and asked Wei Kailai: "Teacher Kailai, so your elder brother is better than you."
Wei Kailai smiled slightly and replied: "Gang Leader Li, since my eldest brother claims that it can be repaired in just one day, I have a suggestion. Brother will spend one day repairing the Nine-ring Knife, and I will spend three days repairing the Purple Gold Knife. If the eldest brother If one day can really defeat me in three days, when the time comes and we fight again, the two swords should be equal to each other."
Li Mi clapped his hands in agreement: "This is a good idea, it seems very interesting! Just do as you say, and there will be another competition in three days."
