After being pulled up by the master

At noon, the drums beat three times, and under the blue sky and white sun, two tall men in black clothes carried a red-patterned black Mulan Qi.A long crimson brocade cloth covers the sword weapon displayed on it—this is the victory item of this year's Kendo Conference. Referring to the previous example, this sword will be displayed for a stick of incense before the grand event. First, it is for everyone to watch. The second is to let each family decide whether to fight for it.

Xue Wendi just glanced at it from a distance, and a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

Cultivators of immortality form bonds with aura, and stay in the world of mortals with the heart of asking questions. The sword engraved with the signature is a ray of romance in the world of mortals, and they have mutual perception with the sword master.

"Is it Hengyan?"

Xue Si asked him in a low voice, Xue Wendi nodded and said, "Yes."

"That's good."

As soon as Xue Si finished speaking, he saw an old man with white hair and youthful face walked up to the martial arts platform and stood beside the Lan Qi.

"It's my great fortune for Pinghu City, fellow practitioners, to come from afar. On behalf of the people in the city, I would like to thank you all for coming here. It is indeed full of splendor!"

The old man came up with a lot of polite words. Xue Wendi was very helpless, but there was nothing he could do. This was the only way for the conference.

When the old man finally finished his babbling and was about to start, he heard another commotion from below.Xue Wendi, who was almost confused, was startled when he saw a group of young people coming to the stage.

They were all dressed as blue swordsmen during the moonlight day, the ones at the back had a red pistil and white plum embroidered on their collars, shoulders, and cuffs, and the one at the head was a plain carp.He looked about in his early twenties, with handsome features, especially his eyes, which were black and white, clean and pure, with slightly drooping end of the eyes, making him a little more cute for no reason.

He stood with his sword in his hand, and the spike of the sword flickered lightly: "My junior, Sun Yize, Linyuan, was ordered by his master to come to witness this kendo conference. The winner will win this famous sword."

After saying that, he picked off the brocade cloth covering the orchid qi with a sword, and this famous purple weapon finally appeared in everyone's sight.

"This sword is about three feet, five inches and four inches long, and weighs only one catty, three taels. , a rare artifact in a hundred years."

Listening to his introduction, Xue Wendi chuckled: "Why didn't you introduce me as its owner? Friends of the younger generation don't even remember me as an old man."

Xue Si tapped the back of his hand, motioning him to look at that Sun Yize.Xue Wendi cast his gaze at the young man, who lowered his eyes, nodded slightly, and stood silently, with an expression as if he was mourning an old man.

After a while, he turned to the people in the audience: "Then, next, please come to the stage to beat the drums and ring the bell one by one. After three rounds, this kendo conference will officially begin."

Huang Qiuming was the first to come on stage.

Seeing that Sun Yize, he somehow put up the airs of an elder: "Xiao Nian, thank you for your hard work this time."

The other party nodded: "It should be, no hard work."

Huang Qiuming was very satisfied with his general knowledge, and stood in front of the big drum with his hands behind his back.

No one dared to stand next to him.

Xue Si sighed slightly, and then walked to Huang Qiuming under countless scrutinizing eyes.When passing by Sun Yize, the other party seemed to smell the light fragrance on his body, and his expression was slightly surprised, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Master Xue, in front of many fellow practitioners, you have been wearing a gauze hat, isn't it appropriate?"

Before the official drum beat, Huang Qiuming started to attack, deliberately targeting Xue Si, but the other party didn't look at him directly: "A few days ago, I accidentally caught wind and cold, and I was afraid of infecting several people, so I wore a gauze hat."

"You are suffering from the wind and cold, but you can still hit such a heavy hand?" Huang Qiuming smiled, "Then Huang, I really underestimated you."

"Award."

Xue Si didn't want to say much, took the drumstick from the guard in Xuanyi, and prepared to beat the drum.

Huang Qiuming stepped forward, grabbed his hand suddenly, and smiled: "Master Xue, I came first, you are so anxious, is it unreasonable?"

Xue Si felt a chill: "Let go."

Not only did Huang Qiuming not let go, but he even got closer, rubbing the calloused back of his jade-like hand vigorously: "Master Xue, I'm really curious about your appearance. You said your hands are so beautiful, and your body is still It’s so fragrant, don’t be—ah!”

Huang Qiuming screamed on the spot, a stone that came from nowhere just hit his wrist bone, the pain made him stare open.

There was an uproar off the field.

Shi Wei didn't know what to think, and the first thing he did was to find Xue Wendi. As expected, the other party had a gloomy face, and there was still a stone in his hand that hadn't been thrown out.

Shi Wei was taken aback, and quickly grabbed him: "Brother, calm down, this is a swordsmanship tournament!"

"What's wrong with the Sword Dao Conference? I have participated in the Immortal Dao Conference, and no one dares to disgust me so much!"

As soon as Xue Wendi exerted force, the stone in his hand instantly turned into powder.

Shi Weixin was taken aback, he had never seen a big senior brother fight so violently, so he could only pat this man on the back, trying to calm him down: "Shun Shun Qi Shun Shun Qi, we don't care about that kind of person."

"I didn't argue with him."

Xue Wendi stared at the stage, and Xue Si happened to look over too.

"Xiaolou, don't be impulsive."

Xue Si transmitted the voice to him, and Xue Wendi gritted his teeth: "I hold back my strength, Master. Deny that Huang's blood splashed on the spot, and he became a cripple."

"Master knows."

Xue Si comforted him.

Huang Qiuming also regained his strength, clutching Lao Gao's swollen right hand, and yelled angrily: "Who is plotting against this sect master! If you have the ability to stand up, I, the Yong'an Sword Sect and the Linyuan Sun Sect, will not let you go! "

"Master Huang, before the meeting, it is forbidden to gather crowds to fight."

Unexpectedly, the first one to stand up was Sun Yize.

Huang Qiuming was surprised: "Xiao Nian, you also saw that someone plotted against me! Someone plotted against your brother!"

Sun Yi took a step forward, holding Xue Si behind him with his sword.

This move is quite intriguing.

"I saw it, it was Senior Brother Huang who disrespected Master Xue first."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Qiuming's veins burst out: "Sun Weinian, what do you mean! Are you turning your elbows out? When I return to Linyuan and report to the patriarch, I'll see how he punishes you, you little bastard!"

The wind blew over Sun Yize's sword fringe, his hair, and the cuffs embroidered with carp, which made this young man look clean and fresh.

He only heard him say word by word: "You just go."

"You eat what's inside and out!" Huang Qiuming was slapped in the face several times, but he couldn't bear it, he drew his sword at each other angrily, and his disciples also rushed to the stage.

For a while, the power on the stage was chaotic, and the audience was noisy.

Sun Yi was unmoved: "Master Huang, I hope you understand that I am now a disciple of the sword master, representing the master, you had better not act rashly. In the past, you also went to the abyss to seek the way, I will not compete with you , do it for yourself.”

After saying that, several young juniors behind him also raised their swords one after another.

Huang Qiuming was furious, but fortunately he did not lose his mind.He was quite aware of the weight of his disciples, but it was not cost-effective to compete with Sun Yi.

But now that the sword is on the verge of breaking down, it is really embarrassing to step down like this. Huang Qiuming snorted coldly: "If that's the case, then let's stop beating the drums and let's start! Speak with your strength, don't say that I am bullying you, brother!"

Sun Yi did not back away, but glanced at the juniors behind him.Several people put away their swords and presented a box of wooden sticks to decide the order of the duel.

Huang Qiuming smoked first, it was the first round, and when it was the turn of the next few people, there was silence again.They are all discerning people, knowing that Huang Qiuming is going after Xue Si, who would want to touch this bad luck?In case of being drawn to the Yong'an Sword Party game, wouldn't even the skin be stripped off?

After a circle, except for the one that Huang Qiuming took away, there was not one missing.

"Since that's the case, I, the Changning Sword Sect, shall fight."

Xue Si already understood, Huang Qiuming snorted coldly, threw the lottery and left.

Sun Yi asked a few juniors to send the heads down, and he sent Xue Si off by himself.

"Master Xue, you go this way."

He was neither humble nor overbearing, with a calm expression, Xue Si looked at this child with admiration, and asked softly: "Why help me?"

"Master Xue is very similar to an old friend of mine."

Sun Yi didn't explain much, Xue Si took it to heart, but didn't say anything.

When he saw Xue Wendi, the other party was already out of breath, sitting on a chair, silent.

Xue Si glanced at the clean water on the table and asked, "Did you prepare it?"

The other side nodded.

"Thank you."

As soon as Xue Si reached in, Xue Wendi jumped up from the chair, ran to his side, reached in too, and clasped his knuckles tightly: "Master, I will wash for you."

Xue Si looked at him sideways, only to find that this man's eyes were red with anger: "Why are you still wronged?"

Xue Wendi rubbed his hands, but didn't speak.After washing, wipe it clean, and don't let go.

"Master."

Xue Wendi wanted to say something, Xue Si reminded him in a low voice: "Your juniors are still here, if you have anything to say, let's go back to the inn tonight and talk about it."

Only then did Xue Wendi reluctantly let go: "Okay."

"Let me ask you, did you ever have a friend named Sun Yize in Linyuan?"

"No, I only know one named Gu Yize, whose nickname is Xiaonian, and he is only fourteen—"

Xue Wendi was confused by anger, and after nagging, he suddenly woke up, "It's been ten years, and he's been a master swordsman?!"

"It's about the same height as you." Xue Si laughed dumbly, "He's a good Ang Fuen kid."

"I didn't even recognize him at the eighteenth male college." Xue Wendi thought for a moment, "Then I'm going to be on stage, can't I scare him to death?"

"Since he cultivates the way of immortality, he will definitely understand." Xue Si instructed, "It's you, prepare well, don't maim someone with a sword, we won't end well."

"I haven't used Hengyan yet—"

"Huh? Disobedient?"

Xue Wendi fell silent and nodded.

Xue Si smiled: "Go and prepare."

"Oh."

Xue Wendi responded, and sat on a chair, calmly digesting his irritable emotions.

The first round, coincidentally, was Xue Wendi vs. Qiao Xin.