Master descends to earth

Chapter 62 Thinking Too Much

Shen Long clenched the sword in his hand, as if he had found the backbone, his face gradually turned rosy, and seeing everyone's surprised expressions, he said loudly: "Yes, this is the sixth-ranked peerless weapon, the masterpiece of the second generation of the Shen family. , Qingfeng Sword!"

"Qingfeng Sword?" A strong yellow light flashed in Su Yuan's eyes, and he nodded secretly. As expected of a centuries-old heritage, the Shen family indeed has good things.

This sword is obviously stronger than Tang Dao, and its radiance has surpassed the Flowing Water Sword. Although it is not as good as the Seven Star Sword, it is not far behind, and it can be called a masterpiece.

"Hmph, it was just a mistake just now, and now is the real challenge." Shen Longping held up the Qingfeng Sword, looked at Su Yuan, and said to himself, "How? It's too late to retreat now!"

Su Yuan laughed loudly, sat down directly, picked up the teacup, and said casually: "My sword is right there. No matter what the breeze is, the result will be the same."

"Hmph, you are so bold. Let's see if you can laugh later!" Shen Long sneered, raised the Qingfeng Sword high, and asked, "Aren't you called a judge? Do you dare to comment on this sword in my hand?"

Su Yuan took a sip of tea, slowly put down the teacup, looked at Shen Long with a half-smile expression, and said, "Do you really want me to tell you?"

Shen Long's heart trembled, fearing that the other party would see his intentions, he deliberately pretended to be disdainful, and said provocatively, "Don't you dare?"

"Hahaha, interesting." Su Yuan waved his hand, glanced at the Qingfeng Sword, and said casually: "The craftsmanship is quite exquisite, and the time for quenching is ripe. It is a passable work."

"The left sword's edge is one foot, one inch to two feet, which is the bone of the sword, which can cut four pigs. The right sword's edge, two feet and two inches, is the sword's heart. If you guessed correctly, the owner of this sword is left-handed."

"you……"

Shen Long was taken aback, fear flashed in his heart, this kind of eyesight is simply inhuman!

Hurry up to cover up the shock with a big laugh, and said contemptuously: "You can say whatever you want, what kind of bullshit is nonsense!"

A few steps came to Longyuan, held the sword in both hands, sneered and said: "Since you keep saying that the sword bone is the strongest, then let me ask, where is the sword bone in your Longyuan? Where is the sword heart?"

"Shameless!" As soon as these words came out, before Su Yuan could open his mouth, Liu Shenghuimei beside him couldn't help but sneered: "If you have the ability to see for yourself, how can there be a swordsmith who self-reports his shortcomings?"

Fatty Qian quickly interjected, "That's right, are you stupid? Can you ask such a question?"

"Boy from the Shen family, how dare you play tricks on your third master?" The third master Jin even stood up directly, staring at Shen Long with vicious eyes, and warned: "You think life is too long?"

Shen Long looked at the murderous Mr. Jin, and felt a chill in his back. This was a well-known black boss in Longquan. Not to mention himself, even the head of the Shen family was in awe. He shrunk his neck and turned pale.

"It doesn't matter!" At this time Su Yuan stood up and said with a light smile, "Since you dare to ask, I will naturally dare to answer."

Slowly walked in front of Long Yuan, pointed with his hand, and said loudly: "Since Su put forward the theory of sword bone and sword heart, he must lead by example. weakness."

"What? No weakness!"

"Isn't that a little arrogant? No matter how good a sword is, it won't be without flaws, right?"

"real or fake?"

"I don't believe it, it must be bragging!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately complained, saying everything, and more doubts, is there really a perfect sword?

"Hmph, shameless!" Shen Long sneered even more after hearing this, and said with disdain on his face: "What hidden sword heart? Even our old man of the Shen family dare not make such a conclusion, you mere brat..."

Suddenly his eyes rolled, as if thinking of something, he asked: "Just now you said that there are basically no weaknesses, but there are still strengths and weaknesses. Do you dare to say it for everyone to hear?"

Su Yuan looked at Shen Long, he was worthy of being an uncle and nephew, he was as virtuous as Shen Cheng, what a villain!
That being the case, then don't blame me for lying to you, pointed at Long Yuan and said: "About two feet and three inches is considered a sword bone, if it is a sword heart..."

"here!"

Shen Long stared at the position of Su Yuan's finger, five inches above the gauntlet, as if he had discovered a treasure, the more he looked at the texture here, it seemed to be darker, and he said with ecstasy: "Haha, I finally found your death spot!"

"Wait, is he lying to me again?"

A thought flashed through Shen Long's mind, and he quickly looked at the position of the sword bone again, it seemed that there was no difference?
Immediately, he was dripping with sweat, undecided, and secretly said: "Damn, where is it?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly, turned around and went back to sit down, leisurely looking at Shen Long's dilemma, feeling refreshed in his heart: "Small, playing tricks with me? Kill you!"

The most difficult multiple-choice question in the world is two-way. There are only two answers, either right or wrong.

This is the most torturous, the most regrettable if you fail, and the psychological pressure is extremely high.If there were a few more options, even if it was wrong, the level of regret would be much easier than if there were only two answers.

"What should I do? Do you want to listen to him?"

"With Su Yuan's reputation, he probably wouldn't lie to me..."

"No, this kid is definitely not stupid, maybe he deliberately tricked me..."

"pick one of two?"

"Should I use Qingfeng's sword-bone slash or Qingfeng's sword-heart slash?"

"Is it the sword heart or the sword bone of Zhan Longyuan?"

Shen Long's mind was like a mess, all kinds of thoughts were like a pot of porridge, and his face was sweating more and more. For seven or eight minutes, he held the sword in both hands and remained motionless.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Liu Sheng Huimei was the first to bear it, and hated this scheming man very much, and shouted loudly: "Playing performance art? Big men, mothers-in-law and mothers, are slower than women!"

"I'm talking about Master Shen, isn't this the style of the No. [-] Shen family in Longquan!" Fatty Qian was even more unreasonable, and sarcastically said: "The Shen family, who is usually vigorous and uncompromising, actually has times to be cowardly now?"

"Hahaha, you're right, this guy Shen Long is actually cowardly!"

"Hmph, what is the first family? I don't think so. They were very stubborn when they bullied us, but now..."

"You bullying dog, how about meeting Judge Su? You're stupid!"

"Hurry up, give it a good time, isn't it a man!"

Everyone looked at Shen Long like a clown, and they were extremely cheerful, and they cursed one after another, their voices became louder and louder, and finally even the fifth floor could vaguely hear it.

Fatty Qian laughed loudly and said, "Did you hear that? Even the audience can't wait, you better hurry up."

"you……"

Only now did Shen Long know what it was like to be surrounded by all sides, his heart thumped directly to his throat, his mind went blank, he was panting heavily, his face was flushed, like a big boiled lobster.

"Damn it!"

(End of this chapter)