a ruthless swordsman

70.

My father took off half of his glory, and he voluntarily withdrew from the hero list, but under the persuasion of everyone, he accepted another request.

Although he is not on the list, if Yingjie present here wants to ask for advice, he can ask him for a challenge without hesitation.

After this astonishing move, the Sun head of the Huashan faction, who was at the second place on the list of heroes, suddenly became a huge sieve.

Whoever defeats Sect Leader Sun will be the sure leader.

Everyone wants to try it.

The head of Sun is nearly fifty years old, and he is already at the age of knowing his destiny. His face is watertight, and he holds a purple sand teacup in his left hand. The tea overflowing from the cup reveals his state of mind.

I looked at my father, then secretly looked at headmaster Sun, hooked the corner of Xie Ling's clothes and said, "Brother Ling, let's make a bet."

Xie Ling was very interested: "What are you betting on?"

"How many of these ten people do you think will choose to fight against Master Sun?"

"One person," he smirked, with an air in his brows and eyes that others couldn't imitate, "Your senior brother and me."

"Do you think everyone else is stupid? Why did you ask Master Sun for advice? Others naturally want the same reason."

Xie Ling shook his head: "Axue, you may have misunderstood me."

He stroked the scabbard in his hand, restrained all the flamboyant expressions on his face: "I said, I will win."

Although Xie Ling had some indelible youthful spirit, he had never been that arrogant and conceited person.I opened my mouth and murmured: "Brother, don't be joking..."

The next moment he told me personally whether he was joking or not.

On the day of the decisive victory, all sects gathered in the martial arts arena, and the owner of Qin Zhuang ordered his servants to tear down the east wall, leaving a wide open space for the spectators to rest.The promenade under the tree was used by the female relatives, Xie Ling pushed aside the crowd and took a few steps forward, causing commotion under the promenade.

"Xie Ling, the Ruthless Sword Sect, please give me some advice from the head of the Huashan School!"

Sect Leader Sun clapped the table, descended from the high platform, and said loudly: "Okay, a hero is born, and Huashan sends Sun Jia to fight!"

Xuehong unsheathed, Xie Ling's figure was light, he swung the sword forward with one hand, and jumped up at his feet.

When the two swords touched, there was a sharp clang.Headmaster Sun flashed sideways, the Chiyuan sword in his hand has been passed down for a hundred years, Xuehong is not enough to look at in front of Chiyuan, and he is completely dependent on his master's care, so he was not hurt.

Sect Leader Sun watched the battle for several days, and knew Xie Ling's internal strength well. He expected that the young man's moves would be eccentric, and those fledgling disciples would be overwhelmed.It's a pity that after all, he is too young, and he will surely succeed in time.

It stands to reason that with Xie Ling's internal strength, he must not be able to protect the sword in his hand, but Xuehong still held it intact in his palm.

Headmaster Sun knew that everyone present was no match for him, but he was cautious because he faced Xie Ling in the first battle.

He simply took a few steps back and landed firmly on the ring.The Ruthless Sword Sect pays attention to the word "spirit", and for a well-informed and experienced senior like Master Sun, the most valuable thing is the patience accumulated over the years.

Chi Yuan's stability, against Shang Xuehong's dexterity, I don't know if Xie Ling found a tricky angle first to break the situation, or if Master Sun firmly guarded the situation in front of him.

Xuehong clenched tightly in Xie Ling's hand, touched the relief with his toes, and flew away with his strength.Swords are ahead of people, Xie Ling's figure is like a hazy black shadow, approaching the head of Sun in the blink of an eye.

"excuse me!"

Xie Ling has only studied martial arts for a little over ten years, so his internal strength is naturally not as good as that of his predecessors who have been immersed in martial arts for decades.

Master Sun smiled slightly, and the huge stone in his heart had already fallen to the ground.Watching the battle a few days ago, he originally thought that Xie Ling was a clever kid, but he didn't want to be as reckless as those incompetent disciples at this moment.

The relief on the wall forcibly taught Chi Yuan's sword energy to cut off a piece, and the crushed stone rolled down the stage. Headmaster Sun calmly and calmly deflected every move Xie Ling swung his sword towards him, and gradually saw the moves he used Where did it come from.

"The Star Meteor Sword created by Leader Chang is already weird and treacherous. Shaoxia Xie was able to change his moves after studying it all. He is indeed the proud disciple of Leader Chang. I am ashamed of myself!"

Although every sentence in the words was full of praise for Xie Ling, but Chi Yuan in Master Sun's hand stabbed him in the neck without mercy!

"Brother Ling!" I clenched my fists and couldn't help but exclaim.

The palm of my hand was covered by a big palm, and I moved my fingers, but my eyes were staring at the battle situation on the stage without blinking.

My father seemed to sigh lightly, "Don't be impatient."

How can this be settled!

All the people present were amazed, Master Sun hadn't fought in person for many years, and the Huashan faction's master weapon, the Chiyuan Sword, was even more dusty in the mountains. Except for Huashan disciples, few people have seen the coercion of Chiyuan in recent years.

Chiyuan was dark and translucent, held in the hands of Master Sun, it was as swift and violent as thunder and lightning, a gust of wind rose from the ground, blowing down the branches and leaves of the corridor, and swept to Xie Ling's feet.

The sword had reached his neck, Xie Ling stepped on the dead branch, and the slightly trembling brown branch flicked between Chiyuan and the flesh in an instant.Chi Yuan split the branch from the middle, giving Xie Ling a chance to retreat for half a breath. The sword energy chased after him, split the dark hair crown, and a strand of black hair fluttered to the ground.

Xie Ling laughed lightly, without any embarrassment on his face, he tore off the gold thread hanging from the side of his girdle, tied a high ponytail for a gap, stood still, and said, "Today I can see the power of Chi Yuan with my own eyes, it is the younger generation's gift." fate."

Master Sun's finger holding the sword moved slightly. This round of competition should have ended when Chi Yuan approached Xie Ling's neck just now, but the sword that poured [-]% of his internal energy only destroyed the young man's hair crown.

This sword is not unsolvable, a person who has gone through thousands of sails like Master Sun can see the flaws in the move and avoid it before the opponent gets up.

He admitted that he had a wrong mind, took advantage of his experience, and tried to end the battle as soon as possible, so that he could recuperate for a while before fighting against others.

But Xie Ling, a young man of sixteen or seventeen, where did he accumulate these experiences?

Looking at Xie Ling's young and wanton face, Master Sun smiled unnaturally, he tried his best to dispel the speculation about the Ruthless Sword Sect in his mind, showing the generosity that the righteous master of the world should have, he held his sword and said: "Then continue! "

Xie Ling smiled silently, gave him a standard junior salute, raised his head again, let Xuehong sway in mid-air, and landed firmly in his palm.

They are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and the young female relatives under the promenade seldom twitch. Although they are not as chic as Sister Mu, they can't help standing on tiptoe to take a closer look at the gangsters in Cuifeng Mountain.

Big brother Jiang put away the folding fan in his hand, lowered his head and whispered in my ear, "Brother Xiaochu, you are a very flirtatious senior brother."

I:"……"

To be honest, Xie Ling did seem to have taken the wrong medicine today, and his every move was like a peacock spreading its tail against the wind, but... it was not annoying.

On the stage, the old and the young fought each other again, this time Xie Ling was not as reckless as before, he was always smart, he memorized the sword formulas my father taught him back and forth, and incorporated them into the sword moves one by one, according to me From what I know about him, the one making the move at this moment is the Xie Ling I know.

I know it's a fake trick, I just memorize the formulas and mental methods thoroughly under my father's ear every day, and I often watch the brothers compete and compete, and now I only have such a little ability to escape from the ranks of trash.

Xie Ling's moves are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, compared with his predecessors who have practiced for decades, if he hadn't deliberately avoided the moves of Master Sun's use of internal strength, I would have thought that some hidden master changed his face to replace him.

The competition time was limited to two sticks of incense, and now the second stick of incense was more than half burned, and the outcome was still undecided between the two. The spectators were constantly commotioning, and the atmosphere was rising and falling.

Xie Ling didn't even look at the censer, as if he knew it well, he still changed several sword techniques in a leisurely manner, removing Master Sun's moves one by one.

After all, the arena is such a big place, sooner or later the two will have to get close again, everyone knows that when the next round is approaching, it will be the decisive round, but——

"Time is up! Ruthless Swordsman Xie Ling... wins!"

The magic pen Weng who was in charge of the hero list at the side clenched the penholder in his hand, dazed for a moment, and dragged out a long string of ink dots from the horizontal fold of the last word.

71.

I think I have good ears and eyes, but I have never seen clearly how Xuehong got on Master Sun's neck.

Xuehong evaded Chi Yuan's suppression time and time again. One moment Xie Ling was still orderly seeing his moves, and the next moment the sword edge was hanging on the neck of Master Sun. Turn outside.

After the incense candle was burned out, Xie Ling put the sword back into its sheath, and cupped his hand towards Sect Leader Sun: "Thank you Sect Leader Sun for your instruction."

Master Sun's breath was short, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he adjusted his breath after a few breaths to calm himself down.He moved his pale lips, let the sweat drip from his forehead to the lapel of his clothes, and said after a long while: "Young Master Xie, you are polite."

Even though Xie Ling had won several games in a row in the past few days, and he took the lead again today, everyone present only thought that he was young and energetic, eager to make a name for himself.

The astonishment on the faces of the spectators lasted for a long time, until Xie Ling jumped off the ring in three steps and two steps, the shock and astonishment were still hard to calm down.

Xie Ling kept his humble face, walked towards Jianzong with big strides, stopped at the case in front of my father, and said respectfully: "Master."

Since there are strangers staring at Jianzong, my father calmly said, "Go."

harm.

My father has been desperately trying to save face for decades, Xie Ling saved him a lot of face today, seeing him smile on the surface, but in fact his heart may have already blossomed with joy.

In this regard, my father and I are very different.

I quickly stepped down the stone steps and eagerly went to meet him.

Xie Ling lowered his head, as if nothing had happened just now, and said without anyone else: "Axue, I accidentally lost my hair crown, go back and help me re-tie my hair."

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I was stunned.

At this time, let's not talk about celebrating with great fanfare, but at least have to put on a table, why are you still fussing about hair crowns?

"Are you stupid?" Seeing that I didn't answer, Xie Ling hugged me to his chest, pretended for a while, and finally couldn't help showing a hint of complacency, "Silly Axue, you can make me think about the bet this time." .”

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