How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

Si Junqi left Tianxian Court the next day.He walked quietly, and did not let Shen Lu and the two come to see him off. It was the fellow practitioner who was on duty at the gate today who told Shen Yun.

"Master Sixian said that he still has business to settle, so he went back to deal with it. Please don't worry about it, and I will definitely be there on the day of the sword appreciation ceremony." After the fellow practitioner finished the report, he summoned up his courage and added with sparkling eyes , "Cultivator Shen, you must win this sword appreciation ceremony!"

"Yes, yes." Shen Yun smiled.He took a glance outside the mountain, and there was no cloud and mist at the bottom of the mountain, leaving no trace of Si Junqi's sudden visit.

After Si Junqi left, Shen Yun and Lu Miyuan would still go to their secret martial arts training ground to fight for an hour or two every day after evening class.

The coaching that night seemed to enlighten the two of them, the law complements each other, the sword and the way complement each other, and the two sides have grown by leaps and bounds, especially Lu Miyuan.From the beginning, he could only win one or two tricks by luck, but after three or four days, he was able to compete with Shen Yun in a hundred moves, and each had a victory or defeat in more than a hundred moves.

The two of them seemed to have returned to four years ago, and the two children hid behind Xie Shuangtang's bamboo forest in the same way, gesturing and pondering the sword manual that Shen Yun had bought.But at that time, Lu Miyuan was small and weak, so he was basically only poked in the head by Shen Yun with a wooden sword. After a few pokes, the children's tears rolled in their eyes, and the little uncle felt guilty. It rushed into my chest, feeling like I was bullying my juniors.He originally planned to change to a partner, but the next day Lu Miyuan had a bandage on his forehead, and he still stubbornly stood in the bamboo forest with his wooden sword in his hand, looking at him non-stop with a pair of black pupils.

Obviously, the children now have bandages on their foreheads, so why does it feel different from before?

During the break, Shen Yun looked at Lu Miyuan a few times, and couldn't help thinking.

He must have grown in size, almost as tall as me; in appearance, the bridge of the nose is a bit straightened out, and the eyes are elongated, but it hasn’t changed much when you look closely; in terms of temper, he is still sensible and obedient, not to worry about. Not bad... so what's the difference?

Before he could think about the result, Lu Miyuan seemed to feel the gaze, and turned his head: "What's wrong, uncle?"

Shen Yun lied calmly: "I'm looking at your injury, isn't it healed?"

"Actually, the scab has already formed." Lu Miyuan touched his forehead a little embarrassedly, "I just thought it was not pretty to expose the wound, so I covered it with a bandage."

"Chai Zihan hasn't come to make things difficult for you these days, has he?"

"I've been here once." Lu Miyuan said, "He and a few of his attendants stopped me on the way out of class, and said they wanted to teach me a lesson, but Zhang Peiyu ran over and said that Old Man Yi had something to do with me, and brought me out."

"Old man Yi really has something to do with you?"

"of course not."

Shen Yun praised: "Your roommate is quite quick-witted."

Lu Miyuan smiled.

"Next time if someone surnamed Chai dares to trouble you again, just press and hold the dot below the Tianxian Order and count three silently." Shen Yun reminded, "Little Tao left a lot of back doors when he stole the Lingqu, As soon as you send out the message, the group will know immediately."

"it is good."

After resting enough, Lu Miyuan picked up his sword again, "One last round?"

Shen Yun bared his teeth and smiled: "If I win, it will be the last round."

The day of the sword appreciation ceremony was getting closer and closer, and the entire Tianxian Court gradually became restless.

In the past few days, everyone was talking about the upcoming duel between Shen Yun and Jiang Zili.Everyone speculated what kind of moves the two Dai Jianfans would use to win. In the end, the topic became more and more crooked, and even turned into a comprehensive competition between the two. From family background to past achievements, they wished to share everything. win or lose.The invisible gunpowder filled Tianxian Court, and everyone's faces were extremely excited.

"My combat strength is 160 seven?" Shen Yun raised his eyebrows, looked at the piece of paper in his hand, "What is it?"

At this time, several people gathered in Shen Yun's room to drink tea and kowtow, euphemistically saying "I am afraid that Master Shen will be nervous on the battlefield tomorrow, so I came to condolences and visit".

"They calculated it," Cui Xingyan flipped through the book on the table, "By the way, the young master's combat strength is 340."

"Why is Jiang Zili 180 taller than me?" Shen Yun refused to accept it, "I'm better than him in every aspect, okay?"

"Yes, yes, Master Shen is slightly better than the young master regardless of appearance, character, force, popularity," Cui Xingyan spread his hands, "but he has a sword master father and a moon-swallowing sword. These two alone are worth a lot of points."

Shen Yun: "..." He has no father or mother, so he really can't fight.

"Why don't you go to Yan to figure it out, I think he is more accurate than these in terms of combat power." Jing Jie suggested.

Zhong Xiulin objected: "Don't, he has a crow's mouth, what should I do if I count Brother Shen as a loser?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yegui's voice came through the door: "Crow's mouth heard it from the next door."

Zhong Xiulin's face turned pale: "I forgot that he lives opposite Brother Shen, is he going to hold grudges against me for the rest of his life?"

"Not in a lifetime, but definitely in a month." Cui Xingyan looked sympathetic.

Zhong Xiulin let out a scream.

"What's behind this..." Shen Yun turned the piece of paper over, "Tongchun pays four for one, and Tunyue pays two for one... You still have a handicap?!"

Cui Xingyan yelled "Oops", and rushed over to snatch the piece of paper from Shen Yun's hand. He said with a sneer, "Isn't this just to adjust the boring life in Tianxian Court..."

"Who is the Zhuang?" Shen Yun asked.

"Yinhuan." Cui Xingyan said, "Who else would seize every opportunity to make money except him?"

Yinhuan was born in Jinji City, and he was a student of Crane Academy in the same class as Shen Yun and the others.The Jinji City sect has nothing outstanding in terms of Taoism, the only characteristics are a lot of people, a lot of money... and a lot of money.As the only adopted son of the city lord Tong Qianzhen, Yinhuan, the future city lord of Jinji, naturally inherited the business experience of his adoptive father.

"Why is the uncle's odds so much higher?" Lu Miyuan asked.

"I don't understand Xiaolu." Cui Xingyan explained, "The odds are based on various reasons. For example, the combat power just now, most people will think that the young master of the Jiang family is powerful when they see it, and bet on him." The number of people also increased..."

"The less you come, the worse you go." Shen Yun interrupted him with a stern face, "Be honest, did you bet, and who did you bet on?"

"I didn't go to class, so I didn't know there was such a thing as handicap." Jing Jie said.

Tao Xingyan also nodded: "I've been spending the past few days in Tiangong Pavilion, so I don't know what's going on outside."

"Brother Shen! Brother Shen!" Zhong Xiulin immediately expressed his loyalty, "I bet on you! I bet all my pocket change for a month!"

And Yinghai's number one hunk shyly shyly winked at Shen Yun, "...Jiang Zili."

Shen Yun: "..."

"Don't be like this, people's heart is still toward you," Cui Xingyan cleared his throat, and began to analyze, "And you think, if you win, we will make a sure profit; if you lose, I can still split it Those who support Jiang Zili's gambling money are not bad."

"You make a lot of sense." Shen Yun nodded, "So if I lose, as compensation, all the money you win from betting will belong to me."

Cui Xingyan: "...Why don't you place your own bets?"

"How can I do that? Wouldn't I be a match-fixer?" Shen Yun grinned, showing a wicked smile, "If you don't do it, I'll move you to Liyinfang for the first two months." Tell your old man about Miss Miaodie's resident sound bell. Let me think about how much you bought for Bomei people that day... seven boxes, right, how much is seven boxes?"

"It's yours, it's yours!" Cui Xingyan immediately knelt down.

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True combat power, just like true attack and receiving, is a war...!

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