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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 117 Birthday Gift

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    Chapter 117 Birthday Gift

    "Alas" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, but he knew that Mr. Song was angry. At such an age, he capsized in the gutter, and was actually ridden by a little girl. If he said it out, he might not be able to see anyone.

    "I really have nothing to say, I can only let you be beaten and punished" Xiao Yuesheng helplessly spread his hands and smiled bitterly.

    "Hey, forget it, how can we take it seriously when a kid is just fooling around?!" Mr. Song waved his hand and smiled magnanimously.

    "Wait a minute, Master." Zhou Huairen stood up with a serious face, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and then looked at Huang Sisi, who pouted her lips and looked dissatisfied.

    "Huairen, you" Mr. Song's face darkened.

    "Master, listen to what I have to say, disciple." Zhou Huairen said with his fists clasped, neither humble nor arrogant, with a solemn expression.

    Mr. Song lowered his face and hummed: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

    Zhou Huairen pretended not to see his master's face, turned around and cupped his fists towards Xiao Yuesheng, and said slowly: "Xiao Daxia is famous all over the world, and he came to plead for mercy. Logically speaking, he must be respected among the lower class"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, glanced at Huang Sisi, shook his head and sighed: "I just feel that the child's family is not sensible. If she is allowed to continue her nonsense, the matter will get worse and worse. Why not come to the door in person to apologize, turn the hostility into friendship, but do not use power to overwhelm others.  meaning."

    "No matter what, if the subordinates don't know how to show appreciation, I'm afraid Xiao Daxia will take action?" Zhou Huairen didn't give an inch and stared at him closely.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Master Zhou is exaggerating."

    Zhou Huairen glanced at his master, nodded and said, "In this case, I can speak freely!"

    "Please tell me." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, his heart sinking slightly, knowing that this matter would not be settled easily, and there were twists and turns.

    Zhou Huairen put his hands behind his back, raised his head and chest, and said with emotion: "If we don't hold any further questions and just laugh it off, those who know my master's nature will understand that my master is broad-minded. If you don't understand, you will definitely think that my master is intimidated by Xiao Daxia."  I don¡¯t dare pursue it due to my reputation!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly. There is no doubt that some people will think so.

    However, what is the truth is not people¡¯s wild imagination. If Huang Sisi came to apologize alone instead of coming here, the outcome would be completely opposite. No matter how broad-minded you are, how can you laugh it off if you are bullied?  !  Who will respect them in the future?  !

    To put it nicely, in the final analysis, their reputation is too great, which creates an invisible and qualitative pressure, forcing them to just pass it by.

    It¡¯s just that this Zhou Huairen is really serious, why should he speak so clearly? Xiao Yuesheng couldn¡¯t help but shake his head and smiled faintly: "Why should Mr. Song care about what others say? There are no ordinary people in the world. If you ignore what others say, you will definitely die of exhaustion."

    "A lot of words make a fortune, but accumulation can destroy bones, but we have to guard against it!" Zhou Huairen said loudly, his face like a crown jewel shining brightly.

    Huang Sisi pouted her lips, with anger in the corner of her eyes, she had been secretly annoyed, and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng from time to time. At this time, seeing Zhou Huairen's performance, she was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but admire in her heart, such a man, so powerful and unyielding, how can he  A real man!

    "I wonder what Master Zhou wants?" Xiao Yuesheng was a little impatient and asked lightly.

    Zhou Huairen put down his right hand behind his back and made a fist again: "I'm sorry, I want to learn Miss Huang's martial arts. If I lose, I will be convinced and won't have any complaints."

    "You want to compete with me?!" Huang Sisi let out a sigh and asked in surprise.

    Zhou Huairen turned his eyes to her, nodded slowly, with a solemn look, then turned to salute Mr. Song and said: "Master, if the disciple loses, then we have nothing to say and can only admit defeat. If the disciple wins by luck,  One and a half moves, and then the master will show you."

    "Huairen, you, you!" Mr. Song shook his head vigorously, his face turned red, and he seemed to be suppressing his anger and glared at him fiercely.

    He turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said: "Let Master Xiao laugh, the scoundrel is ignorant."

    "Mr. Song is so polite. Master Zhou is so impassioned and heroic. I really want to congratulate the old man on getting this great apprentice!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly.

    He turned to look at Huang Sisi, smiled, and said warmly: "Miss Huang, would you like to compete with Master Zhou?"

    "Okay!" Huang Sisi agreed happily, with a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, the sword light was cold, and there was a hint of coolness in the study.

    "This" Mr. Song hesitated.

    "Master, according to the fifth junior brother and the others, Miss Huang has learned the Soul Chasing Sword Technique. I would like to see how well she practices." Zhou Huairen said in a low voice.

    Mr. Song's expression changed, he hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, and stepped forward.He walked up to Xiao Yuesheng and said with a smile: "Since they want to compete, I also want to see how good Miss Huang's martial arts is."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, looking at the field.

    The study room is quite spacious, and when the two of them entered it, they didn't feel it was cramped. Moreover, the Soul-Chasing Sword Technique was not about opening and closing the door, but was tricky and weird, often going against people's thoughts. Therefore, in such a narrow place, it was even more  Conducive to the performance of the soul-chasing sword technique.

    "Miss Huang, please¡ª¡ª!" Zhou Huairen drew out his Qingfeng sword and said slowly.

    His sword is just an ordinary long sword. Judging from its light, it may be a little sharper, but it is not as sharp as Huang Sisisen's cold sword.

    Huang Sisi felt that he was unflinching and a real man, quite like a father, so she liked him very much. She reminded her softly: "You have to be careful, this sword of mine is very sharp. The last time  Cut off the sword tips of your four junior brothers!"

    "I'll save you the trouble, please take action!" Zhou Huairen said loudly, without taking it to heart, with the long sword standing on his chest, his energy and spirit gradually calmed down, and his eyes were focused.

    "Well, let's watch the sword!" Huang Sisi snorted, feeling that this person didn't know what was good or bad, so there was no need to be merciful, so he stabbed out with the long sword.

    The sword's light was like lightning, extremely fast, and appeared in front of Zhou Huairen in an instant.

    Zhou Huairen holds the sword in his right hand, stretches out his left hand, puts his palm on the tip of the sword, holds the sword flat in front of him, and pushes it flat with both hands.

    With a clear sound of "dang", the tip of Huang Sisi's sword pierced the horizontal sword body, and his figure was suddenly suffocated and unable to move forward.

    But this sword was extremely fast and had great momentum. Although Zhou Huairen was holding the sword with both hands, the sword suddenly bent toward his chest, forming an arc.

    "Hi!" Zhou Huairen exhaled heavily, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

    The sword bent even more sharply, and when it was about to reach her chest, Huang Sisi's forward strength was exhausted. The Qingfeng sword was extremely tough, and it bounced back with a gasp.

    Huang Sisi only felt a force coming from the sword body, which was extremely huge, seeming to force her body to retreat. She snorted, twisted her body, and the sword rotated. Both her body and the sword rotated in a circle, very quickly, like  Threads circled around her.

    With a slight tap of the toe, the power of rotation suddenly turned into a forward thrust. The sword pierced the air and let out a low whistle.

    "Miss Huang's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary!" Mr. Song stroked his silver beard and nodded slowly.

    The force-relieving method just now was light and natural, but with the help of this force, it turned into an attack, making the long sword extremely fast and making a hissing sound. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to rely on her own skills alone.  Make the long sword so powerful.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, adapting to changes and being flexible and flexible. This was not a result of hard practice, but a gift from heaven. It was really unfair.

    Zhou Huairen gave a soft drink, stepped on his foot, and rushed forward, missing the tip of her sword. His wrist shook, and a sword flower enveloped her chest.

    Huang Sisi also gave a sweet shout, tiptoed a little, twisted her body, and the sword changed from forward stabbing to horizontal cutting, and the speed was faster, like a white rainbow crossing.

    Mr. Song's face became serious. Huang Sisi's method of relinquishing strength and borrowing strength must be a profound body skill.

    Huang Sisi kept tiptoeing to the ground, without being steady, like a later ballet, her body was spinning, her sword was as sharp as a sword, but it was extremely powerful, and it looked even more like dancing, wonderful and moving.

    Her horizontal slash was fast and brutal, with a smooth transition and no hindrance, leaving people unable to react. Zhou Huairen had no other choice but to use his long sword to block in front of him to avoid being slashed in the waist.

    With a "dang" sound, his long sword broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

    Huang Sisi stood up with her sword put away, with a sweet smile on her face. She stretched out her sword and made two gestures: "Look at how powerful my sword is, isn't it?!"

    Zhou Huairen held half of the long sword and stood blankly.

    "Okay, win with the sword, win without using force, what's the point of being proud of?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and snorted, glaring at Huang Sisi.

    Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, Zhou Huairen came back to his senses, looked at the half-length sword, then looked at Huang Sisi, with a bitter look on his face, and said, "I lost!"

    "Master Zhou, she only has a sharp sword." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, looked at Mr. Song, and said with a smile: "Old man, it's time for the birthday banquet to begin?I came here alone to pay my respects, and I didn't have time to bring any gifts. Really  Ashamed, well, I see that the old man is a scholar, so I just try my best to write a few words as a birthday gift!"

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?" Mr. Song was startled, and he laughed and said, "I want to take a look at Master Xiao's precious ink!"

    After saying that, he pushed Zhou Huairen and hummed: "Huairen, what are you doing here? Hurry up and take care of me with pen and ink!"Zhou Huairen perked up, nodded hurriedly, glanced at Huang Sisi, sheathed his sword, and began to work forward, grinding ink and laying paper, which he was very skilled at.
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