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"Really support our Bashan faction?" Gu Han asked.

"Yes, the banner reads 'Bawu vs. Bashan faction spectator team', and after they went up the mountain, they shouted our Bashan faction, which is very powerful." The disciple replied a little nervously, thinking, "Isn't this group of people horses? Yes Head? Send someone? Organized?

"How many people are there?" Elder? Liu Conglong raised his eyebrows and asked hastily.

"The number of disciples is estimated to be close to a hundred."

"What?" Gu Han was overjoyed.

The head? Liu Feiling clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Okay, I didn't expect my friends in the Jianghu to sell my face of the Bashan School."

He waved his big hand: "Let's go, elders? Bring me the elite disciples of the Bashan School and let's go to battle."

Liu Conglong hurriedly said: "Master? You are the head of a faction. It seems that you are waiting for a martial arts competition, isn't it? It's better to show up too early, or wait until we win, and then show up to thank our friends in the world, isn't it? Zhuang Ya."

Gu Han also nodded: "No? That's right, our Bashan faction, can't we? It can be shaken by a few boys, the dignified master? No need to go out."

Liu Feiling caressed his beard and said: "So, I will wait in the main hall and wait for my disciple to report back diligently, but if there is any news, please report it in time."

"Yes!" All the people answered in unison.

……

Outside the mountain gate, the two groups of people shouted loudly and cheered one after another.

The surrounding martial arts fighters were all gearing up and excited when they saw this, as if they were going to fight in the next big battle.

"Haha, refreshing! This battle will definitely become famous all over the world. By then, it will be spread. Don't you know how many martial arts fellows are envied? Unfortunately, the old man forgot to bring wine!"

"Isn't it? Yes, if you know how powerful it is, I'll make an appointment with three or five close friends, bring two jars of good wine, and some pork head meat, and sit and watch the battle, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

"Who said? No? Yes, it's noon, I'm really hungry."

The two of them were regretting themselves when they suddenly smelled a strong aroma of wine and meat. Their eyes lit up and they looked around, only to find a tall and thin boy in black eating a chicken leg and drinking.

Seeing the young man's mouth full of oil and sizzling noises, the two of them both had their Adam's apple rolled, and hurried forward:

"Brother, please, may I share the wine and meat with me, brother?"

The tall boy in black was taken aback when he heard the words, and said hesitantly: "There are wine and meat for sale here, why don't you go and buy some fresh ones?" He stretched out his arms and pointed.

The two of them followed his instructions and saw that outside the mountain gate, there were merchants setting up stalls selling wine and stewed meat. Isn't this? It was sleepy, and someone was giving away pillows.

The two hurriedly searched for it, and saw that the stall was full of meat and wine. A shopkeeper was stroking his beard and smiling, and said, "Don't you pass by? Don't miss it. This is the custom-made wine and wine of Bawu War. For stewed meat, buy one and get one less, and you heroes will appreciate your face."

"Business Manager Wu, here's a piece of pork head meat!"

"Shopkeeper Wu, three more jugs of wine."

"Shopkeeper Wu, I want a roast chicken."

"Heroes, don't worry, come here as usual. This is the cash register. The price of wine and meat in our Qibao Commercial Bank is open and transparent, and there is no deception. You can use it yourself. First, pay the silver taels, and then the old man will take it here. Food." Shopkeeper Wu said as he spoke, and laid out a wooden box and put it on the temporary wooden table. The wooden box was filled with finely divided silver taels and copper coins.

"Shopkeeper Wu, what's the reason for this, don't you? Do you want to collect the cash yourself?"

Shopkeeper Wu chuckled: "When the old man was about to leave the house, he was told by the boss to face him. Today, in the battle between Bawu and Wu, all the heroes who are famous in the world are here. Surely he will bully the weak and buy our goods by force, no? If you set up a cash register, each hero puts in the cash by himself, and if you get more refunds and less compensation, will you make money or not? It’s all up to the heroes to reward you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a big man with a knife on his back shouted loudly: "Unexpectedly, in today's battle, even the merchants are so upright, a certain family admires it, the shopkeeper, this is ten taels of silver, and a certain family takes two taels of silver." jar of wine and three roast chickens."

This big man is eight feet tall, with thick brows and tiger eyes, square face and broad cheeks. He looks very powerful. The long knife on his back has no sheath and is only tied with hemp rope.

"Ding Dong" the eight-foot man threw ten taels of silver into the wooden box.

Shopkeeper Wu was still smiling, and quickly handed over two jars of wine and three wrapped roast chickens.

Suddenly, a person shouted: "Buy it quickly, don't you? There are no more." This person squeezed over, threw in five liang of silver, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, I want a jug of wine and a piece of pork head meat." .”

The rest of the martial arts people who were onlookers or queuing up donated money to buy wine and meat one after another.

Even if there are some people in the green forest who have a dark psychology and want to buy by force, they have to spend their silver taels to buy wine and meat under the watchful eyes of everyone.

There is a lot of noise outside the mountain gate, all of them are martial arts people queuing up to buy wine and meat;

The two spectator teams in the mountain gate shouted loudly, one after another;

The usually quiet and quiet Shenlongding is set off as lively as a martial arts conference.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Bashan School went to report back.

"Report! Report to the sect master and the elders. There are vendors selling wine and meat outside the mountain gate. Do you want to drive them away?"

Liu Conglong said: "At noon, these martial arts friends come from afar to support my Bashan faction. They should entertain them. Now there are vendors selling food, isn't it? Good?"

Gu Han also said: "No? That's wrong. There are a lot of people here. If we take care of the meals, I'm afraid the kitchen will not be able to supply them. You can ask some disciples to watch over them. If these traders enter the mountain gate, they will be driven out. If you honestly stay outside the mountain gate, then just maintain order and don't make trouble for them, and embarrass my Bashan sect."

Liu Feiling nodded in agreement, waved his hand and said, "Go."

"Yes!"

……

In the middle of the day, Qitiao's vigorous figure finally stepped on the last step.

The seven people walked into the gate of the mountain and stood still.

After that, six people lined up, guarding the frontmost high-spirited young man in black with a long knife on his back.

The young man in black raised his hand, and the spectator team from the Martial Arts Academy on the left silenced his voice, leaving the spectator team from the Bashan faction on the opposite side shouting loudly, but the crowd became quieter and quieter, and the team on the opposite side also... Gradually die down.

The young man in black had bright eyes, his black hair was tied up with a ribbon, and he had a lazy smile on his face. He took a step forward, clasped his fists at the incoming Bashan sect disciples, and said loudly, "Guardian of the Martial Arts Academy? Wang Yidao, together with the six guardians of the Martial Arts Academy, met the elites of the Bashan School."

"Guardian?? Guardian?? What's the difference?" A martial artist with good deeds asked privately.

The young man in black said, then suddenly raised his voice, and said in a loud voice: "I've heard it a long time ago? The head of the noble school Liu? Seven-seven-forty-nine style Huifeng dance willow sword, famous all over the world, Wang is not talented, I would like to learn from you. "

His voice was resonant, sent out with energy, and passed into the main hall of the Bashan School, as if he was face to face, showing a good foundation of internal strength.

There was a sudden burst of noise in the crowd.

"The Martial Arts Academy actually wants to challenge the head of the Bashan School?"

"It's really courageous. Look at this person? He looks confident, isn't he? Is he really here to challenge the head of the Bashan School?"

"This is going to make a big fuss, hurry up, let's find a good place to watch the battle."

All of a sudden, everyone at the scene moved forward desperately.

In the depths of the main hall of the Bashan School, a bold voice laughed long and loudly, and said with a smile:

"Liu has not been out of the rivers and lakes for many years. Unexpectedly, there will be a large number of talented people in the rivers and lakes. Wang Shaoxia came from afar. He should have entertained him, but there are also a few unscrupulous disciples under my sect. Listen? I heard that Shaoxia Wang is good at swordsmanship, so I want to ask for advice."

Wang Yidao knew that Liu Feiling would not be willing to fight with him, so he didn't insist on it now.

Didn't Liu Feiling see him? He only heard his voice, and continued: "Liu Yunfei, you are a big disciple of my Bashan School, and you will treat the distinguished guests of the Martial Arts Academy well on your behalf. Don't be negligent."

The young leader in front of Wang Yidao heard the voice and shouted: "Yes, Yunfei takes orders, and he will not lose his master's teachings."

After Liu Yunfei finished speaking, he nodded towards a tall young man beside him.

The tall young man came forward out of the crowd: "Wang Shaoxia, aren't you? Gu Qinghan, a disciple of the Bashan School, wants to learn the tricks of the Martial Arts Academy, please!"

A young man in black came out beside Wang Yidao: "Guardian of the Martial Arts Academy? Wu Ba, please."

The two sides gradually came to a tacit understanding, and each sent subordinates to fight.

Gu Qinghan drew his sword and confronted each other: "The despicable faction returns to the wind to dance the willow sword, to face your Excellency, be careful!"

Wu Ba is a young man with a simple appearance and a taciturn name. He heard the voice and said: "The martial arts school cuts off the water saber technique, and you can learn the tricks." But he didn't pull out the long sword behind his back.

Gu Qinghan flicked his sword and took the lead in attacking.

Wu Ba dodged with his body, and the two of them came and went, and quickly made three moves.

Seeing that Wu Ba didn't? He drew his sword, ready to show contempt. Gu Qinghan's eyes were full of anger, and he lifted Wu Ba's face with a move of "breeze blowing face", and took his head straight.

"Zeng!" Wu Ba's long knife finally came out of its sheath.

An extremely fast sword light flashed across the void, blocking Gu Qinghan's long sword.

"Zhen!" The swords clashed with each other, making a clanging sound.

The two each took a step back, staggering away from the swords that collided with each other.

"Shua Shua Shua!" Gu Qinghan attacked again, a set of "Wind Blowing Green Willows" lingered, entangled Wu Ba's long knife.

On the other hand, Wu Ba swung his saber swiftly, avoiding the windy and willow-like long sword fights, and changed from being passive to active. His moves were fierce and the sound of the sword was endless.

The two men fought with each other with a knife and a sword, one fast and one fierce, one soft and the other strong, and they fought like each other.

"Brother, who do you think will win?"

"Naturally, it's the Bashan faction. Look at Wu Ba. Although the sword is powerful, it lacks flexibility. As the saying goes, if you use softness to overcome strength, the Bashan faction must win!"

"Brother Tai is right, let's raise the bet and buy Bashanpai to win."

The eight-foot man in the crowd was also onlookers, hearing the words, he said softly: "Although it is true that softness can be used to overcome rigidity, the martial arts academy's water-cutting saber technique is also excellent. Using a knife to cut off water, isn't it? Right? Is it hard to overcome softness? It is a pity that these people have blind eyes and cannot see the true face of Mount Lu."

He spoke in a very soft voice, and few martial arts people around heard him. Only a young man in white answered, "Your Excellency is right. Within three moves, the Bashan faction will be defeated." Sipping wine, there are servants beside you? Waiting for tea, okay? Comfortable.

The eight-foot man glanced at him, but didn't answer.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, there was a slight sound of surprise from the onlookers.

With a sound of "squeaking", Wu Ba's long sword swung away Gu Qinghan's long sword, followed him and jumped up into the air, his body turned and fell, and the long sword slashed straight down.

"Putting out the knife cuts off the water and makes it flow!" Wu Ba suddenly sipped.

This knife is as powerful as a broken bamboo.

But he didn't slash at Gu Qinghan himself, or even at the blade of his sword. Instead, he slashed at the blade with the blade, and the swords stuck together tightly, using up all the power of Gu Qinghan's sword strokes. Resolved, but the blade did not retreat, still sticking to the blade and walking away.

Gu Qinghan suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties, and the "Returning Wind and Willow Sword" that used to be light and elegant was now like a millstone, moving at the speed of a tortoise, but he couldn't dodge it? blade?

Two people? Pulling and pressing, as if sticking together.

Gu Qinghan's heart was full of impatience, and even if he used all the energy in his body, he vowed to regain control of the long sword.

Wu Ba expected his intentions, so he panicked or not, the long knife was still tightly attached to the blade, and moved away with the blade. The battle, which was originally full of chilling spirit, seemed to be endless at this moment.

One knife and one sword closely follow each other, you retreat and follow, you enter and grind, and you tease and turn, this domineering and fierce long knife is like a brown sugar, entangled with the long sword.

The outcome is about to be decided!

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