Master descends to earth

Chapter 7

"careful!"

Su Yuan yelled, he didn't expect the Liushui sword to be so sharp, he cut the opponent off the horse in one round, and watched the sword's edge go straight to the top of the young warrior's head.

"Not good!" The elder martial artist was horrified, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation in fighting swords in so many years!
where is this place?Who dares to fight swords without confidence?No matter how bad it is, I have never seen a clean break.

After all, he is a professional martial artist. Although his mind is confused, his body instinct has become more sensitive after years of training. He exerts force with his right hand and strokes to the right desperately.

The young warrior was not a fool either. With a light hand, there was a crisp metallic sound in his ears. Although he was startled, his instinct drove his body to dodge to the side, only feeling the cold air whistling past his ears.

"It's so dangerous!" Su Yuan watched the Liushui sword pass by the warrior in a thrilling way, he let out a sigh, dammit, almost killed him!

"This……"

"broken!"

"Master Zhou's sword..."

"It actually broke!"

Fatty Qian was dumbfounded, staring at the broken sword in the young warrior's hand, and his mind was filled with confusion. The sword of the famous Master Zhou actually...

"No way? The sword was cut off?"

"Really? It's the first time I've seen such a situation in Doujian."

"Hey guys, is this a laser sword?"

Everyone was in an uproar, incredulously staring at the Flowing Sword in the hands of the elder martial artist. Because of the violent exertion, the three-foot green blade trembled slightly, and made a faint sound, as if responding to his own victory.

"Good sword!"

The old warrior hurried forward to check that his opponent was safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief, raised the cold light in his hand again, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really a magic weapon!"

Su Yuan laughed, patted Fatty Qian who hadn't recovered yet, and jokingly said, "Sorry, I'm a bit heavy-handed, sorry, sorry!"

"This...I..." Fatty Qian suddenly stirred, looked at Su Yuan's smiling face, and said in shock: "What a sword, it is indeed a treasure!"

His eyes became hotter, he grabbed Su Yuan, and asked anxiously, "Which master's work is this?"

Su Yuan smiled and said nothing, this was the time when he needed to act aggressively, Fatty Qian blushed, knowing that he was a little out of words, how could this kind of business secret be revealed to others casually.

"Brother, the [-] money lost is convinced!" Looking at Su Yuan now, it is absolutely unfathomable. In the moment of the sword fight just now, he was the first to find out that something was wrong, and reminded him in time. confidence.

Su Yuan waved his hand and asked with a smile, "Boss Qian, do you still need to compete in the second match?"

"Compare, why not compare!" Fatty Qian nodded sharply, affirming: "The first round is a small test, I have confidence in Master Zhou, this time I will bet one hundred thousand."

Su Yuan laughed loudly, no problem, even if you dare to die, I can't bear to bury you?Now it seems that the yellow light in the phase swordsmanship is definitely far stronger than the white light, even crushing existence.

The light of the Flowing Water Sword didn't weaken at all. It seemed that it was normal to cut it in half. An ordinary white light sword was no different from a copper coin in front of it.

"Start the second time!" The referee had never seen such a scene. After carefully checking the broken sword and the flowing sword, he announced excitedly to continue the sword fight.

"Brother, your sword is too fierce, I can't stand it!"

The young martial artist has just crawled back from hanging by a thread, and he still wants to continue?Frightened, he quickly ran to the elder martial artist, and begged, "Can you take it easy? I'm still a virgin!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'll come slowly!" The old warrior laughed, the sword is the second life for the warrior, and he has never been so refreshed, as if seven times a night, every time he has fun.

"Do you want to continue? Is Fatty Qian stupid?"

"Wow, I had a great time today, I have never seen such a fierce sword before."

"It's so exciting!"

The whole audience was jubilant, everyone who came here was obsessed with swords, what could be more exciting than witnessing a myth?

"Come on, hurry up and have a quick one!"

"Yes, cut it in two with one sword, hack it to death!"

Fatty Qian's face was full of black lines. Looking at the excited state of the surrounding people, many people shouted for a clean break. Even a few friends who had a good relationship with him united the front and desperately helped Liu Shuijian?
"You bastards!" There's no other way, it's not too much of a big deal to watch the excitement, and if you talk big, you have to bite the bullet.

Think about the first so-called treasure that was invited back from Zhou Zhenggang's hand with respect and respect, and was instantly killed by others. You took off your pants and showed me this thing?

"Qinghujian, you have to live up to it!"

Listening to the referee announcing the start of the game, Fatty Qian's face was covered with sweat, wishing he could kneel on the ground and pray for the blessings of gods and Buddhas. Even if he couldn't win, he would at least last a few rounds!
"Ding!"

"Clang clang!"

Sure enough, the miracle did not happen. I watched the young warrior turn sideways on purpose and force his sword with both hands. Unfortunately, he was killed by the flowing sword in a single blow, no different from the unlucky ghost he had the first time.

"Another clean break?"

"Shuang, is this the legendary one-sword style?"

"Haha, poor fat man Qian, this time he lost his wife and lost his army."

The audience was jubilant, and the referee quickly showed the broken sword on the big screen. Everyone gasped, they were all experts, and the cuts were neat and uniform, without any hesitation.

"The ancient method of quenching sandwich steel, this kind of craftsmanship should not be done!"

"I know this sword. It should be Zhou Zhenggang's work. Fatty Qian orders it every year, and he can earn several times by changing hands."

"So it's him? The level is so low!"

"No way? After all, he is a master craftsman who has been working for more than [-] years. He has a private workshop and brand, so it is possible..."

There are all experienced experts present, the news must not be concealed, and there was a lot of discussion soon, and he immediately lifted Fatty Qian to the stove, adding a handful of cumin to this one, and sprinkled a little chili on that one, turning it over and over again, this is for roast suckling pig Rhythm!
"Boss Qian, forget it?" Su Yuan could feel all the surprises gathered on him, and said softly, "It's just for fun, don't care too much."

"Nonsense!" Fatty Qian stared, standing and talking without pain in the back, thinking that my old Qian is also a veteran who has been in the industry for many years. Sneakers are so easy to bully!
(End of this chapter)