The sky is blue, there are several clouds, and the sun is shining brightly.
Longhu Mountain goes to the east, Gexian Mountain goes to the west, and on the west bank of a water stream that can be called Xixi, there are lush trees, birds singing, flowers fragrant, and bees and butterflies busy. The leisurely and elegant sunlight drifted down from the top of the sky, spreading warmly on a small patch of flower grass, illuminating seven pairs of eyes that could hardly see good or evil.
To the west of the flower meadow, stood a middle-aged man, two nearly beautiful women, and three handsome boys. They dress in different ways, like knights, fairies, or rich people.
To the east, a young man stood alone, holding a beautifully carved mahogany sword in his arms. Except for a pair of bright eyes that were like spring flowers, always exuding fragrance, at a glance, his clothes were tattered and dirty. Come, shaped like a beggar.
The east wind picked up, and the strange smell emanating from the beggar blew to the west, forcing the mother and daughter to quickly pick up their sleeves and cover their nostrils, for fear that the unpleasant poisonous gas would infect them. It stinks to their fresh and fresh lungs.
Seeing this, the beggar was so embarrassed that he unconsciously made a clanging sound with the peach wood sword in his hand. He really wanted to use it to cut grass, pick flowers, and chase away bees and butterflies to vent his frustration.
The girl couldn't help but find it funny when she saw that the beggar looked a little silly and cute. When the east wind stopped and the bad smell disappeared, the crisp and sweet laughter sent him away. The contemptuous smile was extremely refreshing and very sweet. , extremely beautiful.
The beggar suddenly felt nervous, his blood surged, and he wanted to rush forward, hug her and kiss her. But then I thought about it, today I am here for sword competition, not for looking for flowers and flowers. So he hid his timidity and shouted to the middle-aged man: "Daxia Zhang, Daxia Lu said that you have mastered your 'Jiang Hai Lian Chao' sword technique to perfection. This junior is here to ask for advice."
Zhang Daxia frowned slightly and locked his eyes on the beggar's face. Seeing that he didn't look like a bad boy, he replied in a good voice: "I don't know what you call me young hero. Where did you learn from him? Why do you want to compete with me in sword competition?"
The beggar replied: "I'm Bai Yutian, I don't need to learn from you. I want to compete with you to make a name for myself in the world, so that I don't have to sharpen my sword for ten years and end up as rusty as the forest."
Zhang Daxia said: "Young Master Bai, you should go back! Zhang Tianhao's swordsmanship is ordinary, and he is just a nobody in the world of martial arts. Even if you beat me today, you will not be able to show off your superb swordsmanship, let alone become famous. Li Wan is established."
Bai Yutian smiled and said: "Daxia Zhang, Daxia Lu said that in terms of swordsmanship in Jiangnan, even if your swordsmanship does not rank in the top three, it will never rank in the fifth. Why should you be too modest!"
The woman next to Zhang Tianhao said: "Mr. Bai, what you want is to make a name for yourself, why don't you go directly to compete with the number one swordsman? You can become famous in one battle!"
Bai Yutian smiled and replied: "Mrs. Zhang, you have to eat one bite at a time, fight after fight, and the road to fame must be steady step by step. If even Daxia Zhang can't pass this level, then... If you rashly challenge the number one swordsman, if you lose, you have to start all over again."
Seeing that Bai Yutian had despised the master's power and was still entangled with him, the three handsome young men stepped forward and approached them.
One person yelled: "You are a shabby beggar. You can't even afford a decent piece of clothing. You still want to have a sword duel with my master. You are simply talking nonsense."
The other man raised his sword in his hand and said, "Boy, if you are really not afraid of death, let me, your grandfather, teach you a lesson."
When Bai Yutian heard the peach wood sword in his hand, he immediately became happy and waited happily in the scabbard, hoping that its owner would pull it out quickly so that it could bask in the sun. If that was possible, I would like to see him by the way. See the blood and eat a full meal.
When Zhang Tianhao saw his apprentice showing his sword, he quickly raised his right hand, inserted the sword back into the sword case, and said: "Xinmin, stand down!"
Bai Yutian sneered and said: "Master Zhang, your disciple is really not well-educated. He talks nonsense and dares to draw his sword randomly. Today he met me. I rely on my strong martial arts. I don't have to be as knowledgeable as the two of them. If it were someone else, , it’s really hard to say.”
The young girl said: "Beggar, did you write the words "Strong in martial arts"?
Bai Yutian sneered and said, "Why don't you give it a try? If you lose, don't do anything wrong. Remember to be my wife."
When the girl heard this, she felt very uncomfortable and thought, how could I fall in love with such a shabby beggar like you? Seeing Bai Yutian's lewd smile, he couldn't bear it any longer. He unsheathed his sword, leaped into the air, and landed three feet in front of Bai Yutian. He aimed at his chest and stabbed him with the sword. It was so direct. account.
When Zhang Daxia saw this, he shouted: "Yan'er! Don't hurt anyone!"
Although it is said that one can die under peonies and be a ghost, Bai Yutian never thought of dying under her sword. When the sword tip reached an inch from his chest, he swung his body to the left and struck out with a palm. The young girl Yan'er had no time to dodge, so she flew into the air with her sword and returned along the same path, just like a butterfly.
Zhang Daxia jumped forward, caught his daughter, and asked, "Yan'er, are you hurt?"
The young girl Zhang Yan'er was so horrified that she touched her chest and whispered, "Dad, I'm fine."
Zhang Daxia brushed his daughter's hair and said warmly: "Don't be so reckless in the future. There are so many miraculous people in the world. If he didn't take a moment, you, Uncle Lu, wouldn't have led him to me." coming."
Zhang Yaner said: "Dad, I understand."
Seeing that there was a false alarm, Zhang Tianhao cupped his hands towards Bai Yutian and said, "Thank you, young hero, for showing mercy."
Bai Yutian said happily: "Zhang Daxia, we are a family from now on, there is no need to be so polite."
Zhang Tianhao was confused and said: "Bai Shaoxia, why does Mr. Zhang not understand what you are saying?"
Bai Yutian smiled and replied: "As we just agreed, if Miss Yan'er loses, she will be my wife. But you can't be a bad person."
Mrs. Zhang's face turned green and she said, "How can you be so rude!"
Bai Yutian smiled and said: "Mrs. Zhang, if you really don't like me as your son-in-law, it doesn't matter. As long as Zhang Daxia draws his sword and compete with me, I will pretend that nothing happened."
Mrs. Zhang shouted angrily: "You are a frivolous prodigal, you have no shame."
Bai Yutian chuckled and said, "Mrs. Zhang, you are a beautiful lady. A gentleman is always brave. I, Bai Yutian, am alone and long for a beautiful girl to be my wife. There is nothing wrong with that."
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she pulled out the sword in her hand and was about to stab Bai Yutian.
Zhang Tianhao quickly stopped him and said, "Young Master Bai, don't you just want to compete with swords? I'll compete with you."
Bai Yutian chuckled and said, "Zhang Daxia, if you had said this earlier, nothing would have happened."
Zhang Tianhao cupped his hands and said, "Young hero, please!"
Bai Yutian Taomu took out her sheath, cupped her hands and said: "Master Zhang, please!"
Zhang Tianhao is already a famous knight, how can he take action first and say: "Young knight please!"
Bai Yutian was no longer polite. He shook his sword and stabbed him flat in the chest.
Zhang Tianhao dodged to avoid it.
Bai Yutian then thrust out two more swords.
Zhang Tianhao dodged again, keeping his long sword pointed at the ground and not using his sword to block the attack.
Bai Yutian said: "Master Zhang, you have given me three moves. You have fulfilled your duty as an elder. Draw your sword!"
Zhang Tianhao pulled out his sword and held it across his chest, waiting for Bai Yutian to attack. I thought to myself, if I win this competition, I won't get any benefits at all, and it may also dampen this young man's desire to ask questions. But he has a good reputation. If he is defeated by a young man and spreads to the world in the future, his reputation will be tarnished and his face will be tarnished.
Just when Zhang Tianhao was hesitating, Bai Yutian's fourth sword had already attacked. Although Zhang Tianhao easily parried it, he found that Bai Yutian not only had sharp sword skills, but also had extremely strong internal strength. He quickly corrected his posture and started to fight seriously.
After ten moves and gestures, Mrs. Zhang saw that her husband Zhang Tianhao was mostly defensive in front of Bai Yutian and rarely attacked. She thought that her husband could not bear to hurt others and was deliberately giving in. But after ten more moves and gestures, Bai Yutian only attacked but not defended, and Zhang Tianhao only defended but not attacked. He couldn't help but feel bad and worried.
After dozens of moves, Zhang Tianhao could only defend and dodge. How could he hope to win if the fight continued like this? But if we don't continue fighting like this, will we be able to defeat the young man in front of us? It's obviously impossible. If Zhang Tianhao didn't want to lose face in front of his family and disciples, he would have given up his sword and given up because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pull off twenty moves.
Mrs. Zhang was restless and at a loss, with three words written in her eyes. What should I do? Seeing her daughter approaching, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind, and she asked her softly: "It's dinner time, Yan'er, are you hungry?"
Zhang Yan'er hummed softly and shouted to the battle circle: "Dad, no more fighting, I'm hungry."
Bai Yutian only came here to appreciate Zhang Tianhao's exquisite swordsmanship. He never thought about what it would be like to win. Seeing that Zhang Tianhao used his exquisite swordsmanship without reservation, there was no need to fight anymore. With a calm heart, Zhang Tianhao's fierce attack was followed by two sword techniques, "Nong Jade Blowing Xiao" and "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon". Bai Yutian saw that these two sword techniques complemented each other, and the postures were graceful, especially the "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon" posture. The long sword flew all over the sky, like a divine dragon flying through the sky. It was free and easy, and quite fairy-like. The one who couldn't watch it and was defeated inexplicably was greeted by Zhang Tianhao's deep gratitude and the cheers of his three disciples.
Bai Yutian jumped out of the battle circle, raised his hands and said politely: "Thank you, Master Zhang, for your advice. See you later."
Naturally, Zhang Tianhao would not lose his etiquette, he cupped his hands and said, "Young hero, it's easy to go."
The white jade peach tree was sheathed, and it bowed to Zhang Tianhao, jumped up, and disappeared into the woods to the west.
Mrs. Zhang and her four children watched Bai Yutian go, came to Zhang Tianhao's side, and said softly: "Let's go back, it's time for dinner."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice came from the north: "Master Zhang, our White Tiger Hall master invites you to be our guest."
Zhang Tianhao looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw three strange-looking men running out of the woods. The green grass under their feet was shaking their heads, and the branches around them were swaying in various shapes, full of vitality, and a prosperous landscape.
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