Daqin storyteller: I have become a sword fairy all the way

Wang Chongyang's voice resounded like thunder across the entire Biliu Lake. Everyone looked at the young figure in the middle of the lake, and various emotions such as admiration, respect, envy, and jealousy grew in everyone's hearts.

Hearing Wang Chongyang's words, Wei Zhuang's heart was ignited again for the kendo, and the flame was more majestic and brilliant than before.

The eight swords were broken again and again, Tang Xuan never lost confidence to put down the sword, and finally wounded the fairy-like Wang Chongyang in the ninth sword.

Even if the authorities are like this, as a bystander, how can I lose my confidence in kendo?
Wang Chongyang sent the exhausted Tang Xuan to the shore, seeing Zi Nu hurried over to support Tang Xuan, a trace of displeasure flashed in Da Si Ming's eyes.

Tang Xuan looked at Wang Chongyang, forced a smile, and said:

"Thank you, Maestro, for your mercy."

"I don't know if the real person can let me see the true strength of the number one swordsman in the world?"

Wang Chongyang nodded and said with a smile:

"Okay, I'm in high spirits today, let's practice my hands by the way!"

"Sword come!"

Following Wang Chongyang's right hand move, a divination sign flew over.

Seeing everyone's strange gazes, Wang Chongyang smiled awkwardly, and then lightly pinched the bamboo pole supporting the signboard, revealing the long sword inside.

The long sword is blue, slender, without a front, and the blade has beautiful and fine cloud patterns, which looks simple and outstanding.

"Qing Sujian!"

"The sword of Zhao Yi, the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Seeing the sword, Zi Nu blurted out,

"Didn't it mean that Qingzhijian was buried with Zhao Yi long ago?"

Wang Chongyang smiled and said:
"I didn't download it. It was given to me by the first emperor in the Song Dynasty treasure house."

Zi Nu nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Wang Chongyang held the long sword with a look of nostalgia on his face. He faced Biliu Lake with a sad tone,

"Young Master Tang, look carefully, this is the sword that the old Taoist realized when he was looking for her."

"The garden of red beans blooms every year!"

After Wang Chongyang slashed down with his sword, Biliu Lake was divided into two halves by an invisible sword energy for eighty miles. The lakes on both sides should have merged, but they were blocked by an invisible force, and they could not merge for a long time.
Like two heavenly Cowherd and Weaver Girl, looking at each other across the Milky Way, missing each other but unable to meet.

The sword intent pervading the shore, joyful with remorse, sharp with heaviness,

Everyone seems to have seen the firm will of a young man in green clothes who traveled all over the world to find the person he loves, and the remorse and helplessness he couldn't find.

Tang Xuan closed his eyes to feel the diffuse sword intent, and said unconsciously:

"Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring."

"I hope you can pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

Tang Xuan opened his eyes again, and Wang Chongyang's figure had long since disappeared, but the two lakes that hadn't closed yet proved that a sword fairy had been here.

Everyone looked at the lake divided into two halves, some were shocked, some were frightened, some were worshiped, and some were in awe.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the two halves of the lake rejoined, and Biliu Lake returned to its original state.

Looking at the Biliu Lake, Wei Zhuang once again remembered the story about Meng Ke, the sub-sage mentioned by Guiguzi, who cut off Luoshui with a sword, and cut off Dharma's leg and arm.

Master didn't lie to me after all, it's me, Wei Zhuang, who is too narrow-minded.

This is the strength of the No.1 sword in the world!
This is the pinnacle of kendo!
Just looking up, already makes people intoxicated and makes people want to stop.

Young Master Fusu looked at Zhang Han tremblingly and asked:
"Zhang Han, do immortals really exist in this world?"

"Is this really something humans can do?"

Zhang Han was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Fu Nian on the side said righteously and awe-inspiringly:

"The child is silent and strange."

"Realist Chongyang is still a human being, there are no immortals in this world."

"The so-called immortal is nothing more than ordinary people who have cultivated to the extreme and surpassed the public's cognition, and the public praises him."

The young master Fusu tried his best to keep calm, and said lightly:
"Mr. Fu Nian, may I ask, is it possible for Daqin to recruit Master Chongyang as a national teacher?"

Fu Nian shook his head and said:
"The emperor of the Great Song gave the sword of the founding emperor of the Great Song to the real Chongyang. With such a way of wooing, the real Chongyang still didn't join the court of the Great Song?"

Fusu let out a long sigh, said nothing more, turned around and mounted his horse to leave.

At this moment, Tang Xuan has no strength in his whole body, every muscle is extremely sore, and every meridian is painful like a needle prick.

This was the result of Wang Chongyang's restraint, otherwise the last move of Sword Nine would definitely cut off all the meridians in his whole body.

If he knew it would be so dangerous, Tang Xuan would not use this style of sword nine if he was killed.

Wei Zhuang came over and said to Tang Xuan bluntly:

"Congratulations."

Tang Xuan wailed:

"What's there to congratulate, don't you see how miserable I am?"

Wei Zhuang continued:

"I'm very pleased with your gift."

Tang Xuan smiled and said:

"Haha, when you come back from Xianyang, just remember to bring me a gift."

"I'm a vulgar person, just give me some gold, silver and jewelry, beautiful maidservants and the like."

Wei Zhuang's face froze, and he snorted coldly:
"I see."

Da Si Ming came to Tang Xuan's side at this time, and Zi Nu looked at Da Si Ming with vigilance, she knew how scary this woman was.

Tang Xuan said with a slightly mocking tone:
"Are you going to kill me? While I'm weak now?"

Da Si Ming said coldly:
"I'm just telling you a fact."

"I can't handle your business anymore."

"The Yin Yang family will definitely send someone from a higher level over here."

"At the same time, with the complete exposure of your strength today, the people Luo Wang sent to deal with you will become more dangerous."

"Your injury recovery period is your most dangerous period."

"After all I have said, I have also paid off your refusal to kill me in the woods that day."

After speaking, Da Si Ming turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

After Tang Xuan listened, he felt faintly worried.

What Da Si Ming said was very reasonable. Although he showed off his sword skills in front of everyone today, he gained the reputation of being the second best swordsman in the world from Wang Chongyang.

However, at the same time, it also made those forces raise their estimates of their own strength, which was originally beneficial to them.

But now that he is seriously injured and needs to recover, it is the best time for those forces to act, because they will think that if they miss this opportunity, they will no longer be able to catch themselves or kill themselves.

In addition, those swordsmen will also regard themselves as a thorn in the flesh.

Wang Chongyang, who is number one in the way of swordsmanship, is a dragon who can't see his head but sees his end, so he can't challenge him.

But Tang Xuan, who was certified by Wang Chongyang as the second best swordsman in the world, is fixed in Jingzhou City and can come to challenge him at any time.

It's okay to meet someone with a kind heart, and conduct swordsmanship lessons in a well-behaved manner,

I'm afraid that some people will use indecent means to kill themselves for the sake of reputation!
Thinking about it this way, this period of time is the most critical moment of life and death since time travel!

Tang Xuan looked at Zi Nu and asked:
"Miss Zi Nu, how long will it take for me to recover from this injury?"

Zi Nu replied:

"The injury is not serious, just need time to rest."

"It's probably half a month!"

half a month?
In other words, I have been in a state of being slaughtered for half a month!
No, absolutely not!
I need someone to protect me for half a month.

This person must be trustworthy, strong in martial arts, and it is best not to have money!

Tang Xuan turned his head to look at Wei Zhuang, with a fox-like sly smile on his face.