Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Lian Jin was just 20 years old at this time, and he was also a competitive age, so he naturally refused to lose face in front of women.

He didn't have any malicious intentions, but he was a little annoyed when he heard Wang Xuebin's ignorant words. He wanted to let Wang Xuebin know that he knew that the sword skills were not spoken.

Wang Xuebin was helpless, Shanlan was looking out for himself, and he couldn't lose his own face, it is worth saying:

"Don't dare to advise, let's communicate with each other! Please!"

"Please!"

Lian Jin returned to the stage in high spirits and waited.

Shanrou on the side looked at her sister and sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, Mr. Lang is so generous that he doesn't care about his sister's deeds, but instead protects her face, he is a little moved while sighing.

"Lang Jun, use my sword!"

"Okay, don't worry, it will be soon!"

Wang Xuebin took Shan Rou's sword, comforted her, and walked onto the ring with the sword.

He looked at the sword in his hand, then at Lian Jin, and said relaxedly:

"please!"

Chapter 153

The sword itself is ordinary iron, and it is psychic because of holding it. Wang Xuebin is not dedicated to the sword, nor can he say that he is addicted to the sword. In his opinion, the sword is a tool, and he is the root.

It may be because he doesn't specialize in swords, so in his cognition, swords only have three realms.

The first is the art of deceit, using the skills of moves to cheat victory.

The second is the art of offense. When you understand the essence of kung fu enough, you will find that offense is everything, and defense is actually an organic supplement to the lack of offensive ability.

The third is the art of strength. Whether it is a fist or a weapon, as long as it is hitting someone, it will involve force. When it comes to force, it will involve two variables, one is the size and the other is the direction.

The issues involved in grappling are nothing more than these two variables.

As long as you can control these two variables, you will be invincible. While controlling, you can gain an advantage in any variable, and you will be invincible.

Of course, this only involves physical fighting, which is within Newton's jurisdiction, and what Newton can't control is another matter.

The sword and skill competition at this time happened to be within the scope of Newton's jurisdiction. Regardless of Wang Xuebin's understanding and knowledge of fighting, just comparing strength, Wang Xuebin could exert a force of [-] kilograms with all his strength.

This is not just a matter of strength, but the transcendence of overall quality.

The bones and muscles that can support [-] kilograms have already surpassed the scope of normal people, and they are extremely tough.

Even if he doesn't know martial arts, he can't lose with an iron sheet. You must know that it's not a joke to drop ten with one force.

"Your Excellency, let's go first!"

Lian Jin stood with his sword in his arms, looked at Wang Xuebin who was checking the sword, and said with a smile.

Wang Xuebin is checking the hardness of the sword at this time. After all, it is his wife's sword, and it is inappropriate to break it.

But this move caused Lian Jin to misunderstand. He thought Wang Xuebin couldn't use a sword, and he was thinking about it now.

Therefore, I plan to let Wang Xuebin do it first, and I don't plan to let him lose too badly. After two tricks, a tie will be enough. Although he is competitive, he doesn't like to bully the weak, so he is a bit proud.

Wang Xuebin happened to have the same idea, Lian Jin is considered modest and polite, Wang Xuebin is not a person who likes to save face, everyone compares with the amiable one, hello, me, everyone, and it's over.

"excuse me!"

Wang Xuebin bowed with his sword in his arms, holding the sword in one hand, and stabbed straight at a slow speed, which seemed not at all straightforward.

Lian Jin didn't care when he saw this, he drew his sword to block, and then slowly slashed his backhand sword, the two of them just kept going.

"Elder Sister, how is Lang Jun playing? Who wins and who loses!"

Shanlan didn't know martial arts, so she could only ask her sister for help. Shanrou looked at the smile on the stage.

"Lang Jun let him go!"

The girl on the side heard their conversation, glanced at them angrily, and shouted to the stage:

"Lian Jin, work harder, teach this Qianshou a lesson!"

The girl yelled happily, but Wang Xuebin couldn't hear it happily.

Qianshou means Li Min, and Li Min doesn't just mean civilians.

In the early years, the two emperors Yan and Huang jointly defeated Chi You. Chi You's people were called Jiuli people. After they became prisoners of war, they were called "Li Min". Therefore, Qianshou also means prisoners of war slaves.

Just from the girl's tone, it can be heard that she doesn't mean civilians.

Wang Xuebin frowned, adding some strength to his hands.

As soon as he stepped up, Lian Jin felt unhappy.

Originally, he thought that this was the limit of Wang Xuebin's ability, but now he found that the other party still had something to hide.

What do you mean?

It's normal for him to keep his hands. After all, he is a first-class swordsman, but Wang Xuebin can't bear to keep his hands. This is obviously looking down on himself!

Thinking of this, he no longer held back his hands, and attacked with all his strength, preparing to make Wang Xuebin make a fool of himself.

Lian Jin stabbed out with a sword, swift and powerful, Wang Xuebin held the sword with one hand, took two steps back, and parried the blade.

The two looked at each other, knowing that they were going to have a real fight.

Lian Jin smiled slightly, with a complacent expression.

Wang Xuebin looked a little uncomfortable with this smile. Although he didn't like stepping on others to pretend to be aggressive, he didn't like others to step on him to pretend to be aggressive. He squinted his eyes, ready to end the battle.

Wang Xuebin took a step forward, using a sword as a knife, and cut it down with one blow.

Lian Jin raised his sword with both hands to block, but Wang Xuebin's strength was beyond his expectation. When the two swords collided, his wrist became numb in an instant, and he couldn't even hold the hilt of the sword.

Wang Xuebin didn't stop, and once again slashed down with his sword, directly cutting off Lian Jin's long sword.

The three swords were cut down, and Lian Jin retreated again and again.

The fourth sword, Lian Jin, could no longer avoid it, and he was slaughtered with his eyes closed.

Wang Xuebin frustrates his wrist, misses three points, slashes his sword on the wooden arena, half of the arena collapses in an instant, and the people watching are horrified.

Wu Zhi's uncle Wu Zhijian was surprised and delighted watching on the stage. What surprised him was that there was such a force in the world, and what made him happy was that if such a person could be won over, let alone Zhao, the Seven Kingdoms could let him go. .

As for the conflict between Lian Jin and his daughter and Wang Xuebin, he didn't take it to heart at all. He was confident that there were ways to resolve the conflict.

He hurriedly asked several maids to help him up his fat body, and helped him walk towards Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin was not at all complacent about defeating Lian Jin, stepped off the stage, returned to Shanrou, returned the bronze sword to Shanrou, and said with a smile:

"Haha, sir, I have not insulted my wife's sword!"

Shan Rou took the sword, put it back into the wooden scabbard, looked at Lang Jun and said with a smile:

"Lang Jun is about to make a sword. I know a swordsmith. He is very skilled in swordsmithing. Jixia Sword Master's sword is made by that swordsmith. If I have a chance, I will ask for it for you. a handful!"

Just as Wang Xuebin was about to speak, a rough voice came from the side and said:

"Come on, go to the secret storehouse right now, and bring back the blue light sword and golden light sword that Wushi has treasured for hundreds of years!"

The person who came was Wuzhi Ji, who is currently the head of Wuzhi's family. He has just reached the age of knowing his fate this year, but his granddaughter is already 16 years old.

The girl who spoke rudely was his granddaughter Wu Tingfang.

Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at the person, who looked like a mountain of meat, fatter than Wang Xuebin back then, and needed help to walk.

Wang Xuebin's complexion did not change, he raised his hand and said:

"Your Majesty is being polite, I'm really sorry for disturbing your Majesty's platform!"

Wu Shijian waved his hand, not caring.

"Wherever it is, being able to get acquainted with a virtuous person like Guanlan is the greatest achievement for me, Wuzhi.

I don't know if I, Wushi, have the honor to invite Guanlan to come to my Wushi to be our guest, but the little girl was unrestrained and offended Your Excellency, which also gave her a chance to express her apology like Guanlan! "

Wu Shiji was chatting with Wang Xuebin, Wu Shiji's son was caring about Lian Jin, and Wu Tingfang stood aside in a daze.

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly and declined:

"Thank you, Uncle Wu, for your kindness. I am ashamed and dare not be ashamed. This time there was such a turmoil. It was not what I wanted. I don't care about it, but I have a lot of respect. I really feel ashamed to accept this special treatment. I will leave now!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wu Zhijian to open his mouth, he called Shang Shanrou and the others to leave.

Wu Zhijian looked at Wang Xuebin's leaving figure, the corner of his mouth was inexplicable.

At this time, Wu Zhi's son, Wu Zhi, came over, looked at Wang Xuebin's distant figure and asked:

"Father, how do you treat this person?"

Wu Zhijian looked at his son, said with a smile:

"Ting Fang bumped into the other party, after a while you bring Ting Fang to the door to apologize, bring enough money, and bring the blue light sword.

People have preferences, see if he loves money or sex, good name or profit, if I, Wu Zhi, can recruit this person, everything will come back doubled, don't be stingy! "

Hearing this, Wu Zhi nodded, indicating that he understood. Seeing that his son understood, Wu Zhi took the two swords taken by the servant, handed the blue light sword to Wu Zhi, and took the golden light sword himself, turning his head to appease Lian Jin. .

After all, Lian Jin is already one of his own, and Wang Xuebin is an outsider for the time being. It is sincere to seek Wang Xuebin at the first time, and then comforting Lian Jin is the way to control him. He still has this skill.

Wushi looked at the blue light sword in his hand, turned his head to look at Wu Tingfang who shrank aside like a quail, and said sharply:

"Ting Fang, look at what you've done, go and apologize to me!"

After speaking, he turned his head and called the servants, asking them to prepare the goods, and took Wu Tingfang, and walked towards the direction of Wang Xuebin's departure. His heart was full of excitement.

Chapter 154 Wushi's Visit

Wang Xuebin and the others left Wuzhi not because they hated Wu Tingfang's words, but because they simply did not want to have entanglements with Wuzhi.

When Wu Zhijian spoke to him just now, the guarded look in his peeping eyes almost overflowed.

This kind of look is the look of looking at the goods. What he looks at is not Wang Xuebin, but how much benefit Wang Xuebin can bring. Wang Xuebin is very disgusted by this kind of look.

It's not that he hates being used by people, it's normal to be used, even waste can be used by waste, let alone people?

What he hates is disrespect.

Although Wu Zhiji's words were very polite, there was no sign of respect at all.

Wu Zhi just wanted to recruit Wang Xuebin to be a thug, of course, he could also be a signboard, he could be called out to add to the fun during banquets, to make a name for himself, it's nothing.

Wang Xuebin knew this very well, so he left with a rude attitude, and had no time to fight and cough with them.

"Lang Jun, do you think it is possible for us to use Wuzhi's power to fight against Zhao Mu?"

Shanrou clenched her fists aside, her tone was a little passionate, and Jixi's light was shining in her eyes.

The corner of Wang Xuebin's mouth hooked, and he reached out to mess up her hair, and retracted his hand before she lost her temper.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about Shanrou's glare, and shook his head directly:

"impossible!"

Shanrou forgot about Wang Xuebin's evil deeds, and asked anxiously:

"why?"

Wang Xuebin sighed secretly, and asked:

"Zhao Mu is the Marquis of Julu in Zhao Kingdom, why should Wu clan fight with Zhao Mu?"

Shanrou is in a hurry:

"But I heard that Wu Shi can stand against Zhao Mu in court!"

Wang Xuebin said simply:

"This is an illusion. Zhao Guo needs money, so he gave Wushi a sweetener. The important power of the court is still in the hands of Zhao Mu. I guess this is a joint strategy of Zhao Mu and Zhao Wang.

Give Wuzhi some insignificant rights as an excuse to extract Wuzhi's money, and when the crisis is over, Wuzhi will spit out as much as he eats, everything is expedient.

The right to stand against Zhao Mu was given by Zhao Mu. Since he dared to give it, it meant that he could take it back at any time.

Even the so-called rumors of the so-called court resistance were most likely spread by Zhao Mu.

A merchant is fighting against a powerful prince in court, so what can he do?Not everyone is called Lu Buwei! "

Shanrou was very depressed when she heard the words, and she didn't even care about who Lu Buwei was.

Seeing this posted, Zhao Zhi on the side leaned against Wang Xuebin's ear and whispered: