Outdated swordsman begging online

Attracting Qu Chen's attention, Wen Tingyun became a little nervous again, like a pup wagging his tail to protect his food, he pulled Qin Zheng close to him, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

The more he behaved like this, the more suspicious Qu Chen became, "Since Master Jiu has someone who is very precious by his side, why bother to rob someone from me?"

Qin Zheng: "..."

"Have fun, can't you?" Wen Tingyun stretched his limbs, twisted his neck, and said, "I haven't loosened my muscles and bones for a long time. I'll be the first in a while. You won't have to fight with me, right?"

Qu Chen said coldly, "Anything you want."

Wen Tingyun leaned slightly to the right, and whispered to Qin Zheng, "I'll try him, and then you can confirm whether the sword move is different, and the inner strength can tell the clue."

"Ah."

Not long after, Steward Song came to the stage again to announce the start of the second ring competition. Except for those who participated in the wheel battle, everyone present is eligible to take the stage.

Su Han didn't seem to be worried about the possibility of losing this round at all. Only those with the highest strength were carefully selected by each faction to participate in the wheel battle. Since he can fight one by one, then the second duel with the mob There's no need to worry about it at all.

Sure enough, the people who jumped on the stage to challenge him were scrambling to be the first to challenge him. Their martial arts skills were very different.However, there were many people who were lucky enough to join in the fun, and the stage was chaotic for a while, and it became a show for Su Han to show off his martial arts alone.

Wen Tingyun felt that it was almost done, stood up and wanted to go up, but saw Fu Yan suddenly appeared in the middle of the ring, after Su Han knocked down the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the two stood facing each other.

Wen Tingyun thought that he had already lost the wheel battle, and he hadn't seen him since he came here just now. He never thought that this person planned to only participate in the second round.

Qin Zheng said, "How is this martial arts?"

"Can't beat me."

Qin Zheng laughed, "So when you evaluate a person's martial arts, there are only two standards, can beat you and can't beat you?"

Wen Tingyun said seriously, "I do everything like this. In my opinion, there are only two standards for everything!"

"Oh? Then what do you think of this confrontation between good and evil?"

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "My position is not my position."

Qin Zheng felt that although these words were simple, they were really great wisdom. He didn't say that good and evil are good and evil. People always look at things from their own eyes, nose, and heart. Isn't it just a process of choosing a position.There is no good or bad position, the position is about the pros and cons.

Qin Zheng nodded appreciatively, and continued to ask, "Then when you do anything, the first thing you consider is your position? Thinking about it this way, I think your life is much easier than mine."

Wen Tingyun folded his hands and said calmly, "No, I'm not thinking about the position." He turned his head and said, "I only think about Qin Zheng and Qin Zheng. As long as it's about him, I can't think about anything else."

Wen Tingyun spoke extremely sincerely, not glibly. Hearing this, Qin Zheng was a little stunned, his ears felt hot for no reason, and he became flustered. He wanted to thank him at first, but the words turned around in his stomach a few times, "Thank you for always Thinking of me" If you say this sentence, it will be ambiguous no matter how it sounds.

I met Wen Tingyun again, and it was only a short period of one month. Qin Zheng didn't know what was wrong with him. In the past, he and Su Ziqing got along very close because of his elder brother's love and care for his younger brother. No matter touching or speaking, he never Had any other thoughts.

But now it seems that something has changed subtly.

Body touch and eye contact will make his heart, which has been calm for many years like stagnant water, turbulent.Once the waves swayed, they never stopped. Even before he knew it, he couldn't help staring at this person. He couldn't explain what kind of psychology this was. Anyway, he couldn't live for a few years, so he could take a look. It's just one glance, as if you can make money by just looking at it more.

With that extremely embarrassing physical reaction, Qin Zheng wondered more than once whether she liked men after all.

But Wen Tingyun was none other than Su Ziqing, the younger brother whom he had memorized wherever he went, and whom he cared about for half a year.

It's my brother.

If he had this kind of heart towards his younger brother, how could he explain to the deceased Su Qiao.His mother entrusted him at her death, so she naturally valued and trusted him. How could he have any nasty thoughts about his son.

Wen Tingyun's words made Qin Zheng feel elated, and he could probably fly with wings, but he thought about it in embarrassment, and put the word dirty on his head tightly, so he could only not respond with a calm expression.

Qin Zheng smiled dryly, his face was already blushing, if it wasn't for his face, Wen Tingyun might have seen through his embarrassment at a glance.

Qu Chen heard this conversation, snorted coldly, turned his face away and didn't want to see Wen Tingyun again.

On the arena, Fu Yan and Su Han fought heartily, without losing the slightest bit. Only then did Su Han realize that he underestimated the enemy, and asked, "May I ask what sect and sect this chivalrous man is from?"

Fu Yan was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, and a folded fan in his hand. The long sleeves were flapping in a chic and suave manner. He looked like a scholar with a strong temperament, but he didn't want to be exquisite in martial arts. He smiled, "I, Fu Yan."

With a crisp "clang", Fu Yan opened Su Han's sword with the fan handle.

"Since ancient times, heroes don't ask where they came from, so why should Mr. Su ask?"

Su Han flew over and kicked Fu Yan in the chest, but he hurriedly blocked him and dodged to the side.

"Brother Fu can't even say what kind of sect he belongs to. Could it be that it is difficult to enter the elegant hall?!"

Anyone who heard the aggressive tone would be displeased, but who is Fu Yan, who is used to seeing the world with ease, how could he be angry with a junior.

"If you have to know, it's not impossible to say."

Seeing Su Han stabbing towards him with a sword, Fu Yan spread out his fan and rose up. There was a flash of inspiration like a breeze, and the figure fell behind him like a whirlwind.

Then he heard him say loudly, "The owner of the Mingyin Valley of the Dizang Sect, Fu Yan is also."

After the uproar, Su Han also stopped attacking.

"The people of the Demon Cult dare to provoke you openly?! How courageous!" Su Han growled, pointing at Fu Yan's plausible smiling face.

"People from the Devil's Cult dare to come and ask for Jin's marriage? Have you eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts?"

"Hold your knife, don't move rashly! See if the other big factions make any moves, and don't make such a head."

"That's right! Who knows if there are other people from the Devil's Cult present?"

"Hey, it's better not to become a scuffle. The righteous and the devil have written a book of war, and it's not yet time. Why did they come to the door by themselves?"

There were voices of discussion one after another, but no one dared to take the initiative. Everyone observed the actions of Su Han and Wei Bingqing in the audience, and waited one after another. If anyone gave an order to shout and kill, they would follow the big guys to join the melee. He has gained a good reputation for helping the righteous way.

But no one moved, and no one spoke.

Being publicly provoked by people from the Devil's Cult, Su Han was angry from the bottom of his heart. It had only been a few months since the Guanghan massacre happened, and everyone knew that he was at odds with the Devil's Dao, so he openly yelled at him face-to-face to ruin the good thing that he proposed to marry the Jin family. How could he bear this tone? .

He shouted angrily, raised his sword and slashed towards him, his moves became even more fierce, the sword went straight to the gate of life, and the rules of the arena were left behind by him so far, Fu Yan didn't dare to take it lightly, and finally took the fan Send it to the sleeve and put it away, and draw out the sword to block.

In a short time, hundreds of moves have been passed, the two of them were slightly out of breath, but the winner was hard to tell, seeing the masters on the stage making moves, the others did not jump up without knowing what to do.

It was also the first time for Wen Tingyun to see Fu Yan use martial arts. He usually had a lot of talk, and thought that he got into the position of the Valley Master because of his perfect tongue. Today, seeing him is an eye-opener. The martial arts are better than Liugu's. Master Zhou Shu and Ba Gu master Lie Dang are much more advanced. The first two have fought against Wen Tingyun, so he naturally knows the depth. It is not uncommon to put together with Fu Yan.

But when he heard the sound of "敪啷", the sword flew into the crowd, and Su Han stared at Fu Yan with nothing in his hand.One careless move and the weapon was blown away. Even if the person did not step out of the boundary, it is impossible to win.

Fu Yan was calm as usual, with the same kind smile that hadn't changed for a hundred years.

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Wei Bingqing stood up, drew out a sword and threw it on it.

There was a cold light on the blade of the sword, and when it was polished through the scabbard, it made a crisp and sweet sound like pearls and jade falling into a plate, and there was a delicate emerald green tassel hanging on the hilt.

Qin Zheng's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously touched the calluses on his tiger's mouth.

He regards it as a treasure, and stays with him day and night, soaking in blood and sweat to create a magical soldier with a good heart-Duanhong!

Even Jian Sui has been touched countless times with his own hands, and a hollow jade bell made of cold jade hangs on the top of the tassel, with the word "Zheng" engraved on it.

Sure enough, the master passed the sealed sword to Su Han.Even his name has been erased from the jade bell, and the word "Han" has been re-engraved.

Qin Zheng felt a little sad from it, but it wasn't because he was lamenting his own situation, but because he was a little sorry to see that Duanhong was in the hands of others.

I used to want to wield swords in the rivers and lakes, and if I can, I will be famous in the world and help the righteousness. If I can't, I can cook wine and laugh proudly at the end of the world with one person and one sword.

The world is so big, how can an imposing seven-foot man not have a place to shelter, let alone a place to shelter, every extra breath of life is stolen.

I didn't dare to think about anything else.

Everyone saw Wei Bingqing throwing the sword into the ring, Su Han caught it firmly and continued to fight again.It is reasonable to say that it is against the rules for people outside the arena to help, but no one dares to intervene in the conflict between Guanghan and the Demon Sect.

Talking too much is offending.

Only Qu Chen snorted coldly in disdain, humming so loudly that everyone could hear it, and said, "It's unfair to treat one more than another, and it's a bit out of fashion to do this right way."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yan suddenly couldn't stand still for some reason, and was kicked by Su Han in the chest until he vomited blood and flew off the stage.

Wen Tingyun reacted quickly, and caught him when he was about to fall to the ground, so as not to fall too hard, and then the two whispered a few words.After he settled Fu Yan, he flicked his dress and fell into the center of the ring.

Su Han squinted his eyes and was about to question, but Wen Tingyun's slightly gloomy voice grandly touched the handle of the knife in the direction of everyone present, especially Wei Bingqing, as an extremely arrogant greeting.

Then he said loudly, "Wen Tingyun, the master of the Wuyou Valley of the Dizang Sect, please give me your advice!"

The author has something to say:

Not Su, unhappy, and slow writing, thank you all for being able to catch up until now. I thought over and over again why my clicks are so low, and my favorites are so few. It should be that the name is not well chosen and the copywriting is messy. Yesterday I took my mobile phone to look at my copywriting. The spaces are all gone and it becomes a big lump, it’s all my fault!

But this is the first goose, I still feel very distressed, I have to finish writing well, and realize my little martial arts dream 233.

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