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- Chapter 246 Accident
Zhao Qingyuan suffocated slightly, raised his eyebrows, quickly glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who was sitting back in his seat, and said loudly: "Young Master Xiao's reputation is as loud as thunder in my ears. I can see you today and ask for advice, so that this trip is worthwhile."
At the same table, the heads of the six major sects all looked at Zhao Qingyuan with smiles, and their eyes were strange, which made him quite uncomfortable. He lowered his head and looked at himself, wanting to know what went wrong.
"Amitabha" Master Kongwen proclaimed the Buddha's name, shook his head, looked kind, but did not say much.
Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard, with a gentle and friendly expression, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao, from Song's point of view, it's better to wait for another day."
He is compassionate and kind-hearted, but he cannot bear to have such a vigorous young hero suffer such a heavy blow. He will lose his confidence and will find it difficult to make progress in the future.
"The boy has met Daxia Song, another day? What's the meaning of this?" Zhao Qingyuan was a little confused, frowning, staring into Song Yuanqiao's eyes.
He is extremely talented and has naturally developed a arrogant and arrogant temperament. Even though he has great respect for Song Yuanqiao, he still behaves freely and confidently in front of him.
"Xiao Yuesheng is very busy, how about finding some time in private and discussing things separately?" Song Yuanqiao said gently.
Zhao Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, somewhat understanding the meaning of Song Yuanqiao's words. He obviously didn't think highly of himself and didn't want to embarrass himself. This was just a euphemism.
He couldn't help but feel a hint of anger, which was caused by pride, but it was inconvenient to show up. He just darkened his face, looked coldly, and said lightly: "Thank you for your concern, Master Song. It's better to choose the day than to hit it. I'd better ask for advice at this time."
Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but smile bitterly at Yu Lianzhou next to him, stroked his beard, shook his head, and said no more.
Xiao Yuesheng has been watching with cold eyes, playing with the silver cup in his hand, looking at him casually, with no intention of doing anything.
"I say you little guy, you are really ignorant!" The short old man from the Huashan Sect couldn't stand it and shouted.
Zhao Qingyuan was even more annoyed. Although he knew that his martial arts was not invincible, he still had few opponents. He did not expect to be looked down upon like this. This was unprecedented, and he was filled with anger.
It¡¯s just that the status of these people in front of them is too high, they can¡¯t let their tempers flow, they can only endure, and they are even more determined to challenge Xiao Yuesheng.
Originally, it was because Xiao Yuesheng monopolized two Emei sect fairies, and he was not angry, so he just wanted to teach him a lesson. At this time, his desire to win suddenly became strong, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng with piercing eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, as if Call him a coward.
¡°You don¡¯t overestimate your own capabilities!¡± Song Qingshu suddenly snorted coldly.
The young heroes sitting around him couldn't help but glance at him. Seeing his cold face, blazing eyes, and faint anger, they couldn't help but guess that Song Qingshu and Xiao Nanqiu must have a good relationship.
Song Qingshu regards Xiao Yuesheng as his enemy and has been practicing martial arts desperately, hoping that one day he can avenge his wife. However, when he saw that others underestimated Xiao Yuesheng, he felt extremely unhappy, as if he was being underestimated.
"GiggleSenior brother, this person is stupid, but he is very brave. Why don't you point your finger at him!" Liu Qingquan covered the mouth of the cherry with his bare hands, giggling and smiling, with bright eyes and good eyesight, which was extremely touching.
Yang Yuqi hurriedly pulled on her sleeves, pierced her with a sharp eye, and scolded: "Junior sister, please keep your voice down, don't make people laugh!"
"What are you kidding me about?" Liu Qingquan's eyes were as full as water. He glanced at the people around him and said with a sweet smile: "It's not very common for people with such poor eyesight. Isn't it interesting?"
After saying these words, Zhao Qingyuan stood with his sword in his hand. His face suddenly changed, turning blue and red, as he wanted to speak. His body trembled slightly and he glared at Liu Qingquan fiercely.
Liu Qingquan's seemingly innocent words were like swords, piercing straight into his heart. They were heart-wrenching words.
"Junior sister, stop talking!" Yang Yuqi glanced at Zhao Qingyuan, who had an ugly face, pulled Liu Qingquan, scolded her in a low voice, and glared at her fiercely.
Liu Qingquan stuck out her sweet tongue, shrank her head, and stopped talking. She was wearing a veil, so others could not see her expression clearly.
Li Ruoyun and the others glanced at her, with smiles in their eyes. They could see that the fifth junior sister was pretending to be naive. She was mocking Zhao Qingyuan, which actually relieved them.
In their minds, the eldest brother would not tolerate anyone's infringement, but it was just inconvenient for them to come forward immediately. Liu Qingquan's words relieved their anger.
Xiao Yuesheng also glanced over, smiled and shook his head. How could he not see that the two junior sisters were acting.
"Okay, since Young Master Zhao must take action, I will help you with a few tricks." Xiao Yuesheng put down the silver cup in his hand, flicked his elastic sleeves and lifted his sleeves.?, with a calm expression, he said calmly.
Everyone around suddenly started talking.
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Those young heroes were even more excited. If Zhao Qingyuan, who has a sword like lightning, could teach this man named Xiao a lesson, it would be a relief to all the men in the world!
"Mr. Xiao" Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists and sighed.
Xiao Yuesheng looked back at him and nodded: "Okay, I'm not going to do any martial arts, I'm just going to compete with Zhao Shaoxia with sword moves."
"Song admires Mr. Xiao's benevolence." Song Yuanqiao hurriedly clasped his fists and smiled.
He was really a good old man and couldn't bear Zhao Qingyuan to ruin his future. He saw that this young man was arrogant and conceited. Such people often cannot afford to lose. If they were taught a lesson too badly and their confidence was destroyed, they would probably never be the same again. Devastated.
It was just his good intentions that made Zhao Qingyuan extremely angry. He felt that he was being looked down upon, and he immediately hated Song Yuanqiao.
Yu Lianzhou looked on with cold eyes and shook his head. He secretly sighed that the good intentions of the elder brother may not be well rewarded, but he also knew that persuading him was useless. The elder brother acted with a clear conscience. He didn't care whether he was rewarded or not.
"Young Master Xiao, am I so miserable?!" Zhao Qingyuan snorted coldly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head, and did not answer.
"Young Master Xiao" is a title I haven't heard for a long time. Ever since I came to this world, almost everyone has called me Mr. Xiao. It's really boring, regardless of my youthful appearance.
It sounds quite fresh now, but this Zhao Qingyuan is indeed a little ignorant of current affairs, maybe because he has too little experience.
Xiao Yuesheng thought deeply, reached out and took the long sword handed over by Li Ruoyun, walked slowly to the center of the hall, and slowly drew out the long sword.
The long sword is like water, trembling gently, like a clear spring in the sun. Under the clear sword light, the patterns on the sword body cannot be seen clearly.
Zhao Qingyuan¡¯s eyes could not help but be attracted by this sword. For a swordsman, the temptation of the sword is so powerful that it is almost difficult to resist.
"This sword is called Qingshuang, and it is quite sharp. Zhao Shaoxia, be careful." Xiao Yuesheng shook the sword in his hand gently, and the sword light was as bright as water.
Zhao Qingyuan used a lot of willpower to look away from the sword and nodded solemnly. As a swordsman, he could feel the power contained in this sword.
He moved his steps steadily, relaxed his elbows, and his body quickly became as pure as nothing, entering a relaxed and unremitting state.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded secretly. This Zhao Qingyuan was worthy of his reputation as a sword as strong as lightning. He was famous for being an incompetent warrior. He was able to quickly get into the best state of wielding a sword. He was really talented.
"There is blasphemy!" Zhao Qingyuan exerted force on his feet, and his figure jumped out fiercely, as fast as a leopard, and shot towards Xiao Yuesheng, and a cold light suddenly flashed out.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together out of breath, and everyone was in admiration for this lightning-like sword, this sword was extremely powerful.
Xiao Yuesheng turned a blind eye to the cold star-like sword, smiled faintly, gently raised the sword, raised it slightly, with gentle and loose movements.
Zhao Qingyuan's sword was like lightning, arriving in the blink of an eye. Just when it was about to stab his chest, Xiao Yuesheng's long sword also arrived. The tip of the sword was blocked in front of his wrist, waiting for him to come to the door.
Zhao Qingyuan snorted, tiptoed, and swung away suddenly. The long sword did not change its direction, but his wrist had already avoided the tip of the sword.
Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless, the tip of his sword trembled, and faced Zhao Qingyuan's wrist again.
Zhao Qingyuan changed his moves again, and the tip of Xiao Yuesheng's sword also moved accordingly. Like a maggot attached to a bone, it changed with the movement of his body. It was always a few inches away. If Zhao Qingyuan's long sword thrust out, his wrist would be automatically sent away. Come to the door.
He felt strange but depressed, similar to Yang Xiao's feeling, so he withdrew his attack, retreated, and rushed at him again. The long sword drew a half sword light and cut half of his waist.
" Xiao Yuesheng's figure is still motionless, the sword is still there, the tip of the sword is still waiting for his wrist, forcing him to withdraw, without intersecting with his long sword at all.
What everyone around them saw was that Zhao Qingyuan¡¯s figure was constantly changing, and his long sword was as fast as lightning, but he always retreated at the last moment.
??????????? Xiao Yuesheng was honest, standing there without moving, with slight movements, and the sword in his hand was slowly and calmly, as if an old man was playing with the sword, without any killing intention.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????: No matter how powerful Zhao Qingyuan's moves are, he can't get close to Xiao Yuesheng, and there is no threat at all.
After more than a dozen moves, Zhao Qingyuan's heart felt cold. Only then did he realize how hard Song Daxia had worked.My swordsmanship is really far behind!
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to use a unique move.
"Wait a minute, Young Master Zhao, let's reschedule this competition for another day. Something happened suddenly!" Xiao Yuesheng's expression changed and he suddenly spoke. The long sword suddenly sped up and rested on his sword, as if the two swords were stacked on top of each other.
Zhao Qingyuan felt a huge force coming from the long sword, which restrained him and made him unable to move. He could only raise his eyes and saw Xiao Yuesheng's solemn expression, and his loose expression disappeared without a trace.
Without waiting for his answer, Xiao Yuesheng threw the sword away and was caught by Li Ruoyun. He cupped his fists and said to Song Yuanqiao and the others: "Song Daxia, Master Kongwen, and Sect Leader Yue, please excuse me first!"
"Mr. Xiao, what happened?" Song Yuanqiao asked hurriedly. He had never seen such a solemn expression on Xiao Yuesheng's face before.
"I'll tell you later." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, glanced at Li Ruoyun, and suddenly disappeared. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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