I saw that Master Qi walked vigorously. He turned to the sword stand on the left in two steps and took down the top sword. His appearance was much simpler. He drew the sword out of its sheath and made a sword flourish, which was clean and neat.
Wei Jing saw that the sword was quite decent, and was somewhat different from the beautiful swords displayed by Wei Changqing in the past. He felt a little regretful that he had made the scabbard ornaments of the December Sword exaggerated, which was too vulgar in comparison.
Several students carried wooden stakes and straw figures onto the stage, and asked Master Qi to strike a few blows with his sword. They then introduced the virtues of the sword in a decent manner, then put away their swords and retreated, standing at the edge of the stage.
Everyone also turned their attention to the tea shop owner. The tea shop owner usually has an arrogant temper. When he opens a shop to sell tea and food, he always has the attitude of "If you think my food tastes bad, then go eat shit."
At this time, he was asked to introduce the sword like a grocery store owner, which was very awkward. He also took off the "Xingyue" sword from the December sword. The sheath of the Xingyue sword was made of snow-white wood covered with shining silver. When the sword was unsheathed, all the guests screamed. The sword was made of black steel, and the surface was coated with a layer of white silver paint, making it shine brightly.
The tea boss didn't introduce it, and casually slashed at the wooden stake. The Xingyue Sword was not a heavy sword, but it cut the wooden stake in two like cutting a carrot. The tea boss himself did not expect the power of this sword. After cutting it, he was still stunned, and then he said: "What a good sword!"
The guests burst into thunderous applause, and some people couldn't wait to shout: "What two people are doing cutting wood, let's use swords against each other!"
Several students from the Wei family came on stage and put away the wooden stakes and straw figures. Master Qi took a few steps forward, bowed his hands to the tea boss, and made a sword test like a sword move.
The tea boss had always used swords, and he didn't understand the sword test routine, so he had no choice but to swing the sword horizontally. He hesitated for a while and said, "I have never practiced this sword test routine. Let's do whatever we want."
"It doesn't matter." Master Qi nodded and slowly thrust out the sword.
The tea boss saw that Master Qi was slow to draw his sword, but he didn't know that this was the etiquette when testing sword tricks. He thought that Master Qi looked down on him when he saw that he didn't know how to use the sword, and wanted to give in. He couldn't help feeling angry, and used the sword as a sword, fiercely. He slashed at Master Qi horizontally, forcing Master Qi to return his sword to block the attack.
With a clang, the sword in Master Qi's hand was broken into two pieces, and the Xingyue Sword in the tea boss's hand also broke into a large roll with two cracks.
"The divine sword made by Mr. Yang is really extraordinary." Wei Changqing didn't care that his sword was broken into two parts, and respectfully raised his glass to Yang Qiufei and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as the long sword in Master Qi's hand was broken, he immediately turned to the sword stand and took out the second sword. The tea boss also put the notched Apricot Moon Sword back into the sword stand behind him, and took out the Lotus Moon Sword from the December Sword. , the two fought again with swords. After a few moves, Master Qi's sword was broken again, and several large holes were added to the Heyue Sword.
The next four battles were all like this, with Wei Changqing's swords all broken, and Yang Qiufei's December Sword only showing gaps.
Wei Jing clicked his tongue. He and Yang Qiufei had been refining swords for three years. He knew that his grandfather had unique experience in smelting steel. The improved black steel used in the December Sword had long surpassed the high-quality black steel in the Hai Lai market, but the uncle's Several swords were unremarkable in appearance and were broken one after another, but they also caused serious gaps in the December Sword, which would be broken in another battle.
Wei Changqing noticed that the guests below saw that his swords had been broken in six battles, and they all showed mocking expressions. He waved his hands and said with a smile: "Master Qi, your etiquette is thoughtful enough."
When Master Qi heard what Wei Changqing said, he put down the long sword he had picked up, walked past two more sword stands, and took down the long sword with a white sheath from the one on the right.
Wei Jing saw that the scabbard of the sword was wide and thick, and he knew that it was a thick heavy sword. The cutting power of the heavy sword was not inferior to that of the sword, but its flexibility was much inferior. Originally, thin swords and heavy swords had their own advantages and disadvantages, but the Shen Weapon Competition was satisfactory. The entertainment program of the Chuangtianmen gang leader is not very particular about the fairness of the test;
Moreover, during the magic weapons finals, most of the swordsmiths from each family hired special personnel to compete with each other to compete with weapons and skills. Those wielding thin swords often outperformed those wielding heavy weapons with their light stature and superb swordsmanship. guy.
However, the tea boss at this time was not a good swordsman. Wei Jing saw that he was going to take the light Taoyue Sword, so he shouted: "Tea boss, take the third sword on the right side!"
The tea boss heard Wei Jing shouting and turned to look at him. Wei Jing shouted loudly: "You are right to listen to me!"
The tea boss did not comment, so he put back the Taoyue Sword and took off the Winter Moon Sword. The Winter Moon Sword was half a foot longer than the Taoyue Sword and much heavier. As soon as it was pulled out, murderous intent surged, and all the guests couldn't help shouting. Even the tea boss himself was a little shocked when he made a sound.
The Winter Moon Sword is also an epee. The sword body has an octagonal structure common in epee swords, but it is not sharp at all. Instead, it is a dark and frightening dark red color, like dried blood. The sword body is as rough as rusty iron and covered with protrusions. The sand spots looked like the scabbard of Yang Qiufei's strange and rough sword that Wei Jing had seen when he first went to Langshan. They were specially designed to destroy the opponent's weapons.
Wei Jing was worried that even if his caster was slightly better, the thin sword would ultimately suffer against the heavy sword. The tea boss usually used a sword, let alone use light swordsmanship.
Since Yang Qiufei wanted to establish his authority, he couldn't afford to lose a single contest, so Wei Jing took it upon himself to make the decision and asked the tea boss to fight with the Dongyue Sword, which was also an epee.
Master Qi also followed suit and drew his sword. As expected, it was also a thick octagonal heavy sword. Wei Jing and Yang Qiufei were stunned when they heard the clang sound of the heavy sword being unsheathed.
The two people on the stage each held heavy swords and touched each other with their sword tips in salute, and then they started to fight with each other. Master Qi was of medium size and was not good at using heavy swords. At this time, he was holding the sword with both hands and his body shape was not as good as before. Just now, the tea boss was accustomed to using a single sword, but he could swing a sword with one hand. The two of them had passed several moves back and forth.
Wei Jing stood up, his eyes widened, and he ran forward to get a better look. When the two swords intersected, he saw some debris, black and red, coming from the Winter Moon Sword. Rough iron filings.
"How is this possible!" When Wei Jing got closer to the stage, Master Qi was stepping forward, shouting and slashing horizontally with his sword. The tea boss raised his sword to block it, and the two heavy swords merged into one. Master Qi The sword was drawn and twisted, and the tea boss also tried his best to resist, but for a moment he was unable to separate the sword.
"Don't be rude!" Wei Changqing yelled loudly. Master Qi backed away suddenly, then withdrew his long sword, and slowly made a sword move in the sword show that represented "concession". The guests all clearly saw that there were no obvious gaps in Master Qi's epee.
But the tea boss's Dongyue Sword had a big gap near the gauntlet, which was almost three-quarters of the sword's width. Master Qi's sword cut so deep that when the two swords came together just now, it was difficult to undo it. open.
"This game isn't over yet." The tea boss suppressed his shock. Seeing that Master Qi didn't change his sword, he didn't know whether to retreat for a moment, so he had to return the sword and raise it straight up, wanting to continue, but the Winter Moon Sword was extremely damaged. Several large cracks also extended from the deep gap. Once it swayed and turned, with a click, it was broken into two pieces from the crack.
The tea boss held up the half-cut sword in the air, and it was difficult to regain his composure. The guests below also let out a low shout.
"Tea Boss, I didn't tell you to give in at least one of the three games so as not to embarrass my uncle. You got carried away and finally remembered my warning!"
Wei Jing's mind was buzzing. Although he forced a smile and tried to cover up the defeat of the Broken Sword, he was extremely shocked. He knew that among the December swords, the Winter Moon Sword was the strongest and could destroy the opponent's weapons. .
Now that the Dongyue Sword is broken, the remaining five swords cannot defeat the heavy sword in Master Qi's hand. He couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Does the uncle also have Yue'er Iron?"
Yang Qiufei said nothing. He leaned forward and was slightly lost in thought, as if he was carefully looking at the heavy sword in Master Qi's hand. After a long while, he said: "The descendants of Yunwu are indeed extraordinary."
When Wei Changqing heard what Yang Qiufei said, he was overflowing with pride. He cupped his hands and said, "Changqing is not complacent, but since Mr. Yang praised his father, Changqing could not be too modest. He had to admit that he was not good at learning and that my father was the best in the world." Changqing has only inherited the name of the number one swordsmith."
The guests naturally understood the meaning of Wei Changqing's words, which meant that the Wei family's casters were far superior to Yang Qiufei, but Wei Yun's five books were also famous all over the world, and he and Yang Qiufei were good friends, and he praised his father as a human being. To be fair, Wei Changqing's words cannot be said to be disrespectful, but the situation was much more embarrassing.
