Brother, did you confess today?

In the early years of Linchuan County, there was actually a quite large training ground.

This martial arts training ground has a small courtyard, with a ring inside, hung with red cloth, on the other side are all kinds of weapons, and an old copper gong. Everyone's eyes are attracted to the past.

After the loud sound of gongs and drums, Liang Wenyan tapped his toes, flew up lightly, and danced a sword flower in his hand: "Wugouxia Liang Wenyan."

Another person followed and landed on the other side of the ring, with a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, long hair hidden in a monk's hat, and a spear in one hand: "Wuxiangmen, Kongwei."

Looking down, there is no imminent momentum between these two people, and there are many discussions.

"I don't know who can win..."

Liang Wenyan's sword was named Zhou Gong. It is said that when she was worried about choosing a name, she suddenly fell into a dream and turned into a sword drowning in water, just like Zhou Gong dreaming of a butterfly, so she took this name for the sword.

This sword sounds as if it has the meaning of Taoism's tranquility and inaction, but in fact it has no less killing intent than Zhu Xuguang's Chihe Sword.

The latter can be said to be caused by temperament at any rate, but Liang Wenyan doesn't know why.

Probably just like this, she was actually very dissatisfied with this martial arts in her heart, but she couldn't show her skills due to various reasons, and could only wander outside, which made this sword named Zhou Gong have such an amazing murderous aura.

But Kongwei and Zhu Xuguang are in the same way. He was born with such a murderous spirit, and his life experience can be considered rough, so even if he entered the Wuxiang Sect known for his indifference to fame and fortune, he could not conceal his martial arts.

At this age, he is still very active.

However, both of them knew that this was just a duel, and that no one would be seriously injured, so they were not too worried, and they bet happily.

Xu Xiangfei also joined in the fun.

Zhu Xuguang quietly watched him invest a hundred taels of silver, and couldn't help but look up at Liang Wenyan: "Brother, don't you think about it any more?"

He didn't think it was a big deal. If he lost money, he would lose money. Anyway, it was the two of them's money, and it would be fine for the senior brother to earn it back later.

But Xu Xiangfei is so happy now, if things don't go his way later, it's not good to be sad.

"I believe in Dayan, she will definitely win."

Zhu Xuguang blinked, and only said: "The Duke Zhou sword is famous all over the world, and it can be regarded as a magical weapon. Wugouxia's unique Sun and Moon Avoiding Cold Mind Technique has reached the sixth stage. It is indeed difficult to rival among her peers, but Kongwei His sparrow spear technique is also one of the best, the two are evenly matched, it is hard to tell the winner."

These words are also reminding Xu Xiangfei.

Xu Xiangfei smiled: "Looking at these alone, it is naturally hard to tell the winner, but have you ever thought about what Kongwei's own wishes are?"

Zhu Xuguang was startled.

"Brother is right."

Kongwei agreed to the competition. In the eyes of others, it naturally means that he intends to compete for the position of leader.

But like Liang Wenyan, he has been extremely tired of this martial arts. When he joined the WTO many years ago, he said, "The opportunity of martial arts is like winter."

Now that more than ten years have passed, many people have long forgotten the words of the youth, but what Kongwei has done for many years does not seem to have changed his mind.

Zhu Xuguang understood after thinking about it: "No wonder senior brother is not too worried."

As soon as the words fell, another gong sounded, and the two raised their heads together, only to see two figures on the stage approaching quickly, weapons clashing, one move at a time, one after another, they all came up with their own unique moves to become famous, boldly displaying their ambitions and prospects Appeared, it is amazing.

"I originally thought that this Liang Wenyan was a girl no matter what, and she had been married for several years, and the world praised her too much... I didn't expect her to be so extraordinary."

"That's the nature, it's really hard to control." There are still people who are still unwilling to let a woman become the leader of the martial arts, and objected by stroking their beards, "It's a woman, who fights and kills all day long. Manyu, don't you think you are better than all the men in the world? As a result, don't you have to be a husband and a child?"

The woman in red gauze who was beating the gong happened to be standing next to her, and she snorted when she heard the words: "You think it's hard to control a powerful woman, and you think it's a joke for a husband and a child. Why, you let you say something good?"

The man didn't expect to be bullied by a young girl, so he couldn't get off the stage for a while, so he could only mutter a few words: "That's not what it meant..."

The girl in red yarn didn't care: "I think it's better to let Miss Liang be the leader of the alliance, and it can also cure the trend of passing on males but not females, so that some people don't want to hand over the exercises to females, and they say that females are Not as good as a man."

The words were so harsh that there was an empty space around the red gauze woman, and she didn't dare to provoke her anymore.

Xu Xiangfei and Zhu Xuguang were far away, and only vaguely heard about it: "It's interesting, I wonder if that girl is...?"

Some people faltered: "Just, just Miss Mo Shuangque..."

Xu Xiangfei: "..."

He looked back and saw that Mo Shuangque's head was really embarrassed, standing aside with his hands behind his back, pretending that he didn't hear.

However, the woman in red gauze came and said, "Father, do you think what I said is right?"

Mo Shuangque's head: "..."

Ah this.

Xu Xiangfei was worried for him when he saw it.

The girl in red gauze happily said, "I heard that Miss Liang is going to run for the leader of the martial arts alliance, and she swung her whip all night just to see this moment."

Then she clicked her tongue again: "It's just that some people can't bend their minds. Dad, why are they all like you?"

Mo Shuangque head: "..."

Xie Yuansi happened to be listening, watching his future wife stabbing his future father-in-law, so he didn't dare to intervene, and quickly hid beside Xu Xiangfei, pretending that he didn't exist.

Xu Xiangfei listened for a while, and then suddenly realized that he remembered a past incident of Mo Shuangque's head.

Although the past is just a rumor, but judging from the relationship between the father and daughter, I am afraid it is not groundless.It is only said that Mo Shuangque's head wants a male to inherit the mantle, and he is eager to learn his own kung fu of passing on males but not females.

But things backfired, Mo Shuangque's head had only had this one daughter all his life, and because of wanting a male in his early years, he didn't have a good time with this daughter.

Later, the relationship between the father and daughter gradually became better, and the rumors were only regarded as rumors, but the appearance of the red yarn woman confirmed the rumors for many years.

Mo Shuangque's head can only say: "Nonsense."

No one paid attention to such a fluffy sentence.

The woman in red gauze smiled: "Yes, yes, it's my daughter who messed up. Daddy must remember, don't let anyone learn from my daughter in the future."

Mo Shuangque's head couldn't get off the stage, so he turned his head and stared at Yuansi.

The latter was startled, but did not dare to go forward, and just quietly hid aside.

Xu Xiangfei looked at him: "...won't you go and ask?"

Xie Yuansi quickly shook his head: "This, this is fine..."

Xu Xiangfei didn't understand, only heard someone beside him exclaim: "Liang Wenyan fell!"

They hurriedly looked over and saw that Kongwei's long spear had already been stabbed, the weight was as heavy as a thousand weights, and Liang Wenyan was suppressed with his sword and men.

On the other hand, Liang Wenyan's forehead was beaded with fine beads of sweat, he turned his feet, and broke away from the Kongwei offensive, turning defense into offense, but the sword was not as heavy and powerful as the spear, so he couldn't see the advantage for a while.

Out of sight of everyone, Kongwei suddenly asked: "Why do you want to be the leader of the martial arts?"

Liang Wenyan didn't expect him to talk to him, so he only took the next move, then turned around and slashed at him: "I'm going to be the one, what does it have to do with you?!"

Kong Wei snorted softly: "I thought that you are like me, not greedy for power, but a person who only wants to do good."

Liang Wenyan seemed to know the reason why he was so dissatisfied, but he thought it was a bit ridiculous: "It was never me who was greedy for power."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Do what I have to do."

Kongwei couldn't understand: "Why should you sit in the position of leader? What does the leader's matter have to do with you?"

"In the past, the leader of the alliance fought for the benefit of the martial arts, and set it up for the sake of the purity of the martial arts. Now, because of the growing imperial power, he has to follow the trend. He has to ask for an imperial edict to be justified."

Liang Wenyan went over with a sword: "When will I need the court to rectify my name in martial arts?!"

"Even if you are conspiring with the imperial court, when will you have a pure day?"

"If there is no more He Yuankai in the world, then martial arts affairs should be decided by the martial arts." Liang Wenyan retracted his sword, "There are too many disputes in the world, and there are too many injustices. It is absurd to set rules and regulations in your heart."

Kongwei Dingding glanced at her, followed by retracting his spear, and said loudly: "I lost."

Perhaps the position of the leader really needs someone who is different, so that this martial arts can have a rejuvenating day.