Farming and reading lady

The old man led the two into the yellow mud house in the courtyard. After entering the house, they realized that this was not a house for people to live in. It was empty, without even a bed or a stool, not to mention household items such as pots and pans. The brother and sister were surprised. They had just seen Liao Xing and Yin Yang passing through this house, but now there was no one in the house. It seemed that there was something strange about this house. They just didn't know where the mechanism was. The Ning Anwei people were very cautious. This must be one of the reasons why they lay dormant for so long without causing any major changes. But although the brother and sister were amazed in their hearts, there was no change on their faces.

The old man quietly looked at the two of them. Seeing that they were so calm in the face of such a situation, he couldn't help but look up to them. He walked to a seemingly ordinary wall on the left and squatted down. He tapped the corner of the wall a few times with his hand, and the whole wall moved away, and a staircase appeared in front of them. The old man didn't say anything and walked down. The Gu Xixian brother and sister didn't stop for long, but followed him down.

After the three of them entered, the wall behind them quietly returned to its original state. The two did not look back, but walked straight ahead. It was a corridor of unknown length, because they could not see the end as far as they could see, although there was a light on the walls on both sides of the corridor every ten steps or so. After walking straight for about a quarter of an hour, the old man turned around and continued to walk forward. After the brother and sister turned five or six corners, they finally saw a different light, which seemed to indicate that the exit was near. Sure enough, after a few steps, the two of them suddenly saw a bright light in front of them, and a wide martial arts training ground appeared in front of them, with plum blossom piles, a competition platform, and eighteen kinds of weapons racks arranged in an orderly manner on the side.

Several people were practicing their steps on the plum blossom piles, and several pairs of people were fighting on the competition stage. The eighteen weapons of knife, spear, sword, stick, halberd, axe, hatchet, hook, fork, whip, mace, hammer, lance, halberd, club, spear, palladium, and dagger were shining. Gu Xixian saw that Yin Yang was so engrossed in watching me that he didn't even notice them coming.

"How about it? Do you have the courage to go up and try it?" The old man said with a smile, his hands behind his back.

Gu Xixian did not answer. She looked at the people on the competition stage seriously. Although they were fighting with their companions and did not kill each other, the interweaving of power was real. Even though she felt that she was good at fighting, she was at a disadvantage because of her age.

"What? Are you scared?" There was a hint of annoyance in the old man's words. It seemed that he had overestimated these two people. But it was also true that such a small kid could not be of any use.

Gu Xixian naturally sensed the change in the old man's tone and said calmly, "Please tell me the rules of the martial arts arena."

The old man was stunned, thought for a while and said, "If you want to gain the true recognition of Ning Anwei, you have to pass three levels of martial arts. The first level is the weapon level. You have to use eighteen kinds of weapons and dance with the one you are most familiar with. The second level is the single challenge level. You need to accept the challenge of three people. If you win two, you pass the level. The third level is the team battle level. You are allowed to form a team of three people. As long as one person can hold on to the end, you win."

At this time, everyone on the stage and on the pole had stopped, and Yin Yang also heard what the old man was saying to Gu Xixian. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Xihao covered his mouth. He pulled Gu Xihao's hand hard, but failed to move it, so he glared at him.

Gu Xihao said helplessly: "Cousin Yang, this is my sister's choice, don't be impulsive, my sister will need us later."

Yin Yang wanted to ask, "Do you know what nonsense you are talking about?" Then he saw Gu Xixian pull out a dark stick from the weapon rack and shook it, saying, "I chose the stick, watch out."

After saying that, without waiting for the old man to speak again, he walked to the center of the field and started to use the Dog Beating Stick Technique. It seemed ordinary, but the strong wind created by each swing made people feel its power.

The old man was surprised. He hadn't realized that although the girl was young, her stick skills were very unique. He hadn't heard that she had learned from any famous martial arts master.

Gu Xixian returned the stick without blushing or panting and looked at him and said, "Can we move on to the next level?"

The old man waved his hand, and a man in tight clothes on the competition stage bowed: "Ning An Wei Hongting."

Gu Xixian walked slowly onto the stage and bowed in return: "Gu Xixian of the Gu family, please give me your guidance."

Hong Ting felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that it was unfair to attack such a young girl. But there was nothing he could do. This was the rule.

After the ceremony, both men attacked at the same time. They had exchanged more than ten moves. Gu Dingxian won because he was petite and nimble, while Hong Ting was reluctant to use too much force at first. When he realized something was wrong, it was too late. In this way, Gu Xixian won the first game by taking advantage of the situation.

Hong Ting felt annoyed but also relieved. If he lost, he lost. He wouldn't see much point in winning anyway.

The second person to come on stage was also a woman. She looked weak and powerless, but Gu Xixian's expression was serious. Even an eagle must go all out to catch a rabbit, and she, a weakling, had no right to look down on others.

"Ning Anwei Xia Zhihe." Xia Zhihe's training was obviously a gentle path. Although it is often said that softness overcomes hardness, hardness can also overcome softness. However, Gu Xixian thought that it was not wrong to use softness to counter softness. Huaxia Tai Chi was put online, and the slow movements almost made everyone think that she was running out of energy. However, looking at Xia Zhihe's increasingly serious expression, he knew that the opponent was definitely not as gentle and harmless as his expression looked. The two of them entangled for a long time, and Gu Xixian's forehead was already faintly sweating.

Xia Zhihe took a step back and smiled at her: "I give up."

He then said to another person waiting in the audience, "Don't look down on the poor young man. Brother, you don't need to come up. If Master Gu was the same age as us, neither you nor I would be his match."

Xia Linghe pursed his lips and bowed to the old man: "Ancestor, I admit defeat."

The old man nodded: "Okay, let the little girl rest for a while and go straight to the third game."

Yin Yang's mouth almost dropped to the ground. He never knew that his little cousin's skills were so impressive. He thought that as a member of a military family, he was the best among his peers.

Gu Xihao hurried forward, pulled his sister to sit on the ground next to the competition stage, and considerately handed her a water bag.

Gu Xixian was not polite, he took a sip directly from it, and waved to Yin Yang in the audience: "Brother Yang, the next round is up to you."

Yin Yang's lips were pursed into a line. He felt that his sister Xian's words were like coaxing a child. However, he did not refute, but nodded vigorously. At least he was still useful. When the time comes, he must let them see that the people in his Zhenguo Mansion are not easy to bully. Although, these people did nothing else except the suspicion of bullying the weak.