[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

"Anyway, there must be something weird about this Yang Zheng."

In the guest room, Shen Qi dressed in red sat at the table, pinching her chin and asserting.

Bai Yujing leaned against the window, looking down, with a usual smile on his face.The breeze stirred his long hair, and the light in his eyes was shining brightly.

"It's the first time I've seen Mr. Lan Da defend a person like this." Bai Yujing said, "Are you sure your intuition is correct?"

"You'll know if you try it?" Shen Qi said, "Anyway, Lan Yichen doesn't want to tell us the whereabouts of the parting hook."

"He said before that you had been his follower for a while, but now you're going to do the opposite and let him taste what it's like to be a follower."

Lan Yichen was drinking.

There is only one inn in this town, but there are several wine shops.But by coincidence, Lan Yichen came to this inn to drink.

There's not much good wine in backcountry towns.So he only needs a jar of burning knives.It seems that whether it is the capital or other places, the taste of burning knives will never change.

When he drank, the title of "God's Eye Sword" seemed to have become a false name, and he didn't care about the fine dust and some unfiltered grains floating in the wine jar.The gesture of drinking from a sea bowl is extremely heroic!

After three bowls of wine, his eyes became even more astonishingly bright.Suddenly, he put down the wine bowl in his hand, picked up the bamboo hat on the side and put it on top of his head, and stood up straight.

Shen Qi who just walked down from the second floor smiled and said, "Why doesn't Mr. Lan Da stop drinking?"

Lan Yichen looked at her silently, his eyes were covered by the bamboo hat, and there was a sharp luster faintly.

Most people in the arena believe that Mr. Lan Da, the "Sword of God's Eye", and the thief Yang Hen are sworn enemies.However, truth and rumors are always very different.

Not only are he and Yang Hen not enemies, but they are best friends whom they have only seen in their lives.

Yesterday, he recognized at a glance that the head catcher named Yang Zheng who disturbed his duel with Ying Wuwu was actually his friend's son!

That dark and silent face, that desperate style of play, he will never admit his mistake!Yang Zheng and Yang Hen were printed from the same mold.

That kid not only has the same temperament as his father, but also has the same talent for causing trouble.

Lan Yichen looked at the smiling woman in front of him.Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the red paper umbrella tightly held in her hand.Then he said coldly: "You use the umbrella sword?"

"So what?" Shen Qi raised her hand and put the paper umbrella on her shoulders, her eyes rolled with unspeakable meaning.She suddenly covered her lips with one hand, and pretended to be surprised, "Don't you want to compete with me?"

Lan Yichen raised his hand and pressed the bamboo hat.

With his current reputation in the arena, if he took the initiative to invite a junior in the arena to fight, he would inevitably be convinced.

So he wasn't planning to really challenge Shen Qi to a fight, he just wanted to use this as a warning to her.

"If the girl doesn't want to, then don't ask any more about the parting hook."

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and wanted to leave.Unexpectedly, a woman's surprised voice came from behind.

"Did I say I didn't want to?"

"No, it's better to say, you can't ask for it."

He turned around and saw a woman in red slowly opening a paper umbrella, and the elegant black plums bloomed on the umbrella.After doing these actions, she suddenly raised her eyes and smiled.

There was an inexplicable chill in Lan Yichen's heart.

In those dark eyes is the confidence that is inevitable.

Bai Yujing had already arrived at yesterday's small courtyard at this time, the courtyard was completely silent, and there was a dead body lying in front of the wide-open door.

Bai Yujing took a closer look, and found that the corpse was actually an immature boy with a shattered throat!

He was a little biased towards Yang Zheng, and his heart was suddenly shaken. No matter who is right or wrong, can a person who treats a child so cruelly be a good person?

He frowned and walked forward, raised his hand to close the young man's hollow eyes, wrapped his palm around the small skull, and Bai Yujing was startled suddenly.

He suddenly pressed the boy's skull with both hands seriously, and then groped down his arms and spine. When his palm touched the boy's waist, the suspicion in his eyes finally turned into relief.

Where is this boy!His bone age is clearly more than twenty years old, he is already a mature man!

This method of using drugs to suppress the growth of people... a team leader in a remote town actually offended the Azure Dragon Society?

Moreover, because of their deceptive appearance and high success rate in killing people, this kind of medicine man has always had a high status in the Azure Dragon Club, usually serving as the personal servants of some leaders.From this point of view, Yang Zheng at least offended a leader of the Azure Dragon Society.

Bai Yujing stood up with an interesting smile on his face.

After making friends with Shen Qi, he suddenly felt that this life was much more interesting than before.

It was not difficult to track Yang Zheng, because he was injured.

The blood on the knife in the boy's hand was still wet, no matter how fast he walked, he must still have not left this small town.

He stood up, and suddenly felt that Lan Yichen hadn't made a mistake when he said that he was like a follower.

The sunset on the back mountain is endless.The warm yellow light reflects the green mountains and luxuriant leaves, and all the scenery seems to become gentle and charming.

A woman in red is walking slowly on the grass with a paper umbrella in her hand. She seems to have become a flower in nature, a light red flower, in this beautiful light and shadow.

In contrast, Lan Yichen was walking behind him. He was still wearing a bamboo hat and held a long sword wrapped in blue cloth in his left hand. He walked unhurriedly, but he didn't step on a wild flower. He was as cold as a sword. However, there is also a side of cherishing flowers.

He asked again: "You really want to compete with me? Do you know that swords have no eyes?"

"I not only want to compete with you, but I also want to make a bet with you." Shen Qi stopped in front of her, looked at the wild flowers under her feet, and suddenly smiled, "The loser must unconditionally promise the winner a condition."

"But...if the loser is dead..."

"Then the bet is over." After Shen Qi finished speaking, her eyes drooped slightly, and she glanced at the grass under Lan Yichen's feet as if unintentionally.

If someone could peek into her heart, they would surely hear a sigh full of helplessness and sympathy.

For those who practice martial arts, the biggest enemy is not the sword, but time. Time will take away their energy, their vigorous muscles, and even their flexible thinking.

Lan Yichen has been famous in the Jianghu for a long time. Although he doesn't look obvious on the outside, he is actually close to fifty.

People at the age of 50 always have different eyesight from those at the age of 20. Even Lan Yichen, who is called the "God's Eye Sword", cannot resist the enemy of time after all. What's more, in order to cover up the fact that his eyesight has deteriorated, In front of others, I try my best to show my "God's Eyes". The already fragile eyes are overused, and the eyesight will only decline faster.

The dim light of the setting sun sprinkled on the grass, Lan Yichen maintained an indifferent appearance, but he didn't know that he had already stepped on three flowers under his feet.

Shen Qi just wanted to delay the time so that Bai Yujing could take the opportunity to find out about Yang Zheng, but she didn't expect to find out that once it got out, it would shake the world. Said: "Now that night is coming, why don't we make an appointment tomorrow morning?"

Lan Yichen raised his hand and pressed down the bamboo hat, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and said coldly: "No need."

Shen Qi sighed again in her heart when she heard the words, this is the kind of person who wants to save face and suffer, and she actually understands Lan Yichen's thoughts, there will inevitably be some people who have achieved great fame in the world, and they can't count with two hands He is an enemy, so as long as he is in the arena for a day, he must not expose the truth about his poor eyesight.

She is just a stranger to Lan Yichen, so she is naturally the object of defense.

The two moved to the halfway up the back mountain, far away from the woods, where one can see the quiet and peaceful panorama of the town from a distance, and the surrounding grasslands reflect a dim yellow luster, like a wheat field in autumn.

Lan Yichen stopped first, untied the blue cloth that wrapped the sword, and said, "This is it."

Shen Qi held the umbrella in her left hand, turned her body sideways, her eyes were full of strange expressions, and said in a strange tone: "You seem to be very sure?"

Lan Yichen also took off the bamboo hat, revealing that plain but sharp-edged face, those eyes were still as sharp as swords, no one could see that these eyes had begun to gradually degrade their eyesight.

"Even if you are talented, you have only learned swordsmanship for more than a dozen years. If you don't even have this confidence, I, Lan Yichen, the 'God Eye Sword', might as well quit the arena as soon as possible."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he had already started to gather his momentum, and when he was about to finish speaking, his whole body had already turned into a sword, a blue sword!

Shen Qi's hand holding the umbrella looked soft and slender under the dim yellow sunset light. She slowly put her right hand on the handle of the umbrella, and the smile on her lips gradually formed an arc.

The sword is one.

Lan Yichen... was actually the first time she met a swordsman whose strength was almost the same as hers during the mission!

But she is completely different from him. Even though she has experienced several times more years than the other party, her face is still young, the arm holding the sword is still strong, and her heart is still young and full of vitality.

The two sides stood silently three feet apart, and in their eyes there was no longer the figure standing in the setting sun, but two swords instead.

There is no umbrella sword, and a long sword with a black sheath.

When the momentum of the two reached its peak, suddenly, a blue light cut off the hazy sunset like the dawn aurora.

When the blue sword light came to him in the blink of an eye, Shen Qi, who had been holding the hilt of the sword, suddenly raised her wrist softly.

Her movements are actually not soft, but because they are too fast, they give people the illusion of stagnation.

When confronting Bai Yujing, Shen Qi didn't use the "drawing sword style" that she was proud of, because she was just betting to win Bai Yujing's long sword, not for fighting.

But now when facing an opponent of comparable strength, she finally couldn't hold back her true heart as a swordsman.

She was ready to give it her all.

So she drew her sword.

Where the hilts of the swords were connected, a beautiful bend of moonlight was suddenly pulled out.

The author has something to say: Exam tomorrow, yeah!