Master descends to earth

Chapter 6 One Knife?Two breaks!
After studying for more than 20 minutes, Fatty Qian breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, and asked with a serious face, "May I ask what the name of this sword is?"

"Name?" Su Yuan leaned leisurely on the leather sofa, raised his wine glass to sip the red wine, and wrote lightly: "It's a game, where is the name of the sword?"

Looking at the solemn look in the fat man's eyes, he smiled and said, "Pattern steel, flowing water pattern, let's call it Liushui sword!"

"Good sword!"

"Good name!"

Fatty Qian couldn't put it down to the Flowing Water Sword, he held it tightly and refused to let it go, and the young man opposite him actually felt unfathomable.

Originally, he was just idle and bored. He likes to come to Doujian Pavilion to relax when he has nothing to do. This is not only him, but also a communication platform for many senior sword merchants, where they can communicate with each other and share resources.

Today, on a whim, I met this strange young man. Since he brought his sword up to the fourth floor, he must have come for sword fighting. Unintentionally, he found such a magical weapon!

Looking up and seeing the meaningful gaze of the other party, he hurriedly put the sword back into its sheath, returned the original hands with both hands, and said sincerely: "It's really a good sword!"

Suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Su, do you know that there is a sword fighting platform on the fourth floor?"

"I've heard it a little bit." Su Yuan took the sword and put it by his side, deliberately pretending to be understated, in order to confuse the other party and make others unclear about his own details.

Fatty Qian rolled his eyes and sighed, "I never thought I would have the fate to see such a Longquan sword here today. Wouldn't it be a pity if I couldn't show it off in the sword fighting arena?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly, this fat man is really not stupid!Forcing yourself to fight swords on stage?

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out!
There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.Swords are the same as kung fu, there is not so much nonsense, if you have the ability to join hands, the pros and cons are clear at a glance.

"Oh? Boss Qian is interested in playing?" Su Yuan straightened up slowly, staring at Fatty Qian with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I don't care, I just don't know if there is any good opponent?"

"Good guy!" Fatty Qian's heart was shocked, he didn't expect the seemingly peaceful young man to have such a charming aura, his eyes were as sharp as a sword out of its sheath.

"No problem, as long as I have a good mood, Qian will accompany me of course!" Fatty Qian laughed, took out his mobile phone, dialed a few simple words, hung up and explained: "A few days ago I received a few decent swords , give up your life to accompany the gentleman, to play with my younger brother."

Su Yuan nodded, looked at the arena not far away, and said casually: "My friend is right, this place is really interesting!"

"Since it's a sword fight, how about adding some prizes?" Putting down the wine glass, he touched the flowing water with his hand and said, "Five thousand for fun?"

"Okay!" Fatty Qian smiled slightly, this is the rule, after a while the two of them got out of the elevator, brought three swords and placed them in front of Su Yuan.

"In the early years, I was fortunate to meet Master Zhou Zhenggang. Every year, I ordered a few swords. This is this year's work. Please hold my hand?"

Zhou Zhenggang?
Longquan swordsmith master!

Su Yuan's eyes froze, Zhou Zhenggang was definitely one of the representatives of the young and strong school for the well-known swordsmiths in Longquan.

Picking up the first one, pulling it out gently, looking at the rich white light, nodding secretly, it is worthy of being the work of a famous master, and it is the most dazzling sword ever seen.

Fatty Qian stared closely at Su Yuan's every move, hoping to see more tricks. The other party's seemingly casual attitude made him really unsure whether it was confidence?Still ignorant!
Su Yuan pulled out the third sword and felt relieved. Although it was better than other works of Doujian Pavilion, it was still the White Light Sword. He raised the third sword and said with a smile: "I think this sword is interesting!"

"good eyesight!"

Fatty Qian was shocked, and couldn't help blurting out: "Yes, this is indeed one of Master Zhou's most satisfying works."

Looking at Su Yuan's gaze again, he was more cautious, and he could see the pros and cons in just a few minutes, this vision is shocking.

"Well, it's late, come on?"

Su Yuan stretched casually, stood up and asked, "It's the first time, how do you play?"

"Waiter!" Fatty Qian quickly stood up, waved to the beautiful waiter, and whispered a few instructions, and the other party went to make arrangements immediately.

"Don't worry, brother, this is the most professional sword fighting arena in Longquan. I asked them to arrange for experienced warriors to fight, absolutely guaranteeing fairness and justice."

Soon two warriors in black came over, and they came to the sword fighting ring in the middle. Su Yuan looked at the slightly older warrior and said domineeringly: "Don't hold back your hands, use your strength!"

Fatty Qian laughed loudly, patted the young warrior and said, "Yes, follow my brother's wishes, quick battle!"

In his opinion, the Flowing Water Sword is indeed a rare treasure, but he is also confident enough in Zhou Zhenggang's craftsmanship. How can he be underestimated by a young man who has been playing with swords for so many years?

"Huh? Is there someone fighting swords today?"

"Isn't that Fatty Qian? Turning around, he actually wants to fight swords?"

"Who is that young man? He's very unfamiliar!"

"Let's go and watch the excitement."

All eyes were focused on the sword fighting arena. Many people came over curiously. Many of them knew Fatty Qian.

Su Yuan nodded secretly, what he wanted was this kind of effect, the reason why he brought the Flowing Water Sword here was to act forcefully.

Fatty Qian should be a senior sword merchant in the circle. If he wants to live in Longquan in the future, he will have to make connections. Whether he is a mule or a horse, it will be clear at a glance whether he is a mule or a horse.

can do it,
Don't push!
"Start!" The referee checked the flowing water sword and Fatty's first sword, confirmed that there was no problem, and announced the start of the match. The two fighters opened their postures, and everyone focused on the ring, curious about the result of the sword fight.

"go!"

The older warrior shouted and attacked first. Since he got the Flowing Water Sword, he loved it very much. After all, he is a professional warrior. After fighting swords for so many years, he can judge for himself whether it is good or not.

In his opinion, this must be a masterpiece of a master, and with the confidence of the young man just now, even he was very curious about what is so special about this sword?
Smash Huashan!

The first move was head-to-head. The Flowing Sword turned into a cold light and slashed down quickly. The young warrior did not show any weakness. He stood up, twisted his waist, stepped up, exerted strength, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and faced the enemy head-on.

"careful!"

A trace of unease flashed in Su Yuan's heart, and he couldn't help shouting, as expected, an accident happened, the flowing sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and the opponent's sword was like paper, and it was cut in two instantly!

(End of this chapter)