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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 483: Disputes

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    Chapter 483 Dispute

    Murong Jun remained motionless, with the long sword stuck at his feet, the sword tassels fluttering in the wind, and a sword in front of his throat, the cold light flashing and the air-conditioning pressing.

    The owner of the cold sword was Wang Yuyan. The tip of the sword was pointed at his throat, and she stared at Murong Jun with an indifferent expression.

    Everyone wiped their eyes and couldn't believe it.

    They know Murong Jun's martial arts best. He is the best among all the disciples of the Murong family. His sword skills are extraordinary and his inner strength is profound. However, he has never left Yanziwu. He can be said to be a dragon lurking in the abyss. Once he is born, he will surely spread the word all over the world.

    After Murong Fu died, the Murong family line was cut off. They thought that the old lady would find someone among them to adopt as the legitimate son of the Murong family and inherit the Murong family.

    Among all the people, Murong Jun stands out and will undoubtedly become the head of the Murong family. Otherwise, others will not be able to convince others.

    Unexpectedly, Old Madam Murong made a strange move and invited her cousin to become the new head of the Murong family. Everyone was very dissatisfied. It was really embarrassing to be pinned down by a woman, even though she was extremely beautiful.

    Naturally, they didn¡¯t know how much Mrs. Murong valued blood.

    ???????????????? If it were someone else, they would have chosen the best and established them, making Murong Jun the new head of the family and carrying forward the Murong family. But Mrs. Murong had different ideas.

    The Murong family is the descendant of Dayan, and they have golden blood. Even if a person without the blood of the Murong family inherits the Murong family, the Murong family will no longer be noble and will be demoted to the common people.

    Therefore, although they were respectful on the surface, they secretly sighed: The old lady is really old and confused, how could she abandon Murong Jun and find her cousin?  !

    ??????????? The cousin is a rich eldest lady, delicate and fragile, and she takes charge of the Murong family. It is simply a big joke. The Murong family will definitely decline in her hands.

    They are depressed in their hearts, but their loyalty is solid and they practice harder and harder. Even if the new head of the family is incompetent, the Murong family will not decline.

    But now, the new head of the family only used one move when competing with Murong Jun!

    Wang Yuyan sheathed her sword and said calmly: "Are you coming again?"

    She saw the unconvinced look in Murong Jun's eyes, his eyes were stubborn and fierce, as if he wanted to eat her.

    Murong Jun gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The master of the family is brilliant! This disciple still wants to ask for advice again!"

    Everybody was whispering.

    "Well, come again." Wang Yuyan took back her sword and said calmly: "If you encounter the enemy, you will be dead!"

    Murong Jun blushed a little, pretending as if nothing had happened, lightly stamped his right foot, "whoosh" the cold light flashed, the long sword shot out of the ground and fell steadily into his hand.

    "Okay" everyone shouted loudly. This hand was extremely beautiful, showing deep and exquisite inner strength. Otherwise, it would never be possible to be so precise.

    Wang Yuyan glanced at everyone lightly, her eyes like autumn water.

    The cheers stopped suddenly, and they all closed their mouths tightly, looking straight at each other with solemn expressions, as if her eyes were magical and solidified them into statues.

    Wang Yuyan slowly withdrew her gaze and fell on Murong Jun's face. His handsome face was silent.

    "I'll give you five moves!" Wang Yuyan stared at him and said calmly, waving her jade hands: "Let's make a move!"

    "Please enlighten me!" Murong Jun's face suddenly turned red, his eyes gleaming, as sharp as a sword, showing anger, irritated by Wang Yuyan's contempt.

    ¡°Hi¡ª¡ª!¡± The sword light flashed, and a bit of cold light instantly reached Wang Yuyan¡¯s chest, a little faster than before.

    The white shadow of the moon swayed for a moment, and Wang Yuyan suddenly moved sideways by a foot, narrowly avoiding it.

    ¡°Tsk¡ª¡ª!¡± Another sword light stabbed at him, one step faster.

    ?? þ{ Murong Jun is the leader of all the disciples, and it is not a fluke. His swordsmanship is superb, one sword after another, each sword is faster than the previous one, as if the power is superimposed, getting faster and faster.

    Later, I saw sword lights condensing in the air one after another. The first sword light did not disappear, but the next one appeared, intersecting together to form a sword net.

    Three Wang Yuyan appeared in the sword net.

    Every figure is graceful and graceful, as if the Luoshui fairy is dancing.

    What she used was Lingbo Weibu, which had been cultivated to a very high level. After Xiao Yuesheng's improvement, she could conjure several figures, which was much better than the original Lingbo Weibu.

    "Five moves have passed!" Wang Yuyan's cold voice suddenly came out.

    Murong Jun's face was tense, his eyes were burning, and he drew his sword faster, like lightning, and he was in front of Wang Yuyan in an instant.

    "Zheng" A soft cry suddenly sounded, clear and exciting, soaring into the sky, like a phoenix rising into the sky, shaking the surrounding areas.

    PeopleA silver bolt flashed through the hole, drawn out slowly, and came out slowly and leisurely.

    There was a crisp sound of "dang", the sword light collided with the silver sword, Murong Jun's dazzling sword light suddenly converged, and the two figures appeared.

    Wang Yuyan's long sword was flat-ended, and the tip of the sword was pointed in front of Murong Jun's throat. Murong Jun's face was blank, and he stared at Wang Yuyan. The long sword at his feet was inserted into the ground, reaching the hilt, and the sword tassel was gently floating in the wind.

    "You lost." Wang Yuyan said lightly, sheathing her sword.

    Everyone¡¯s eyes followed her closely, and they felt that her movements were graceful and indescribably beautiful, with a unique rhythm that inexplicably attracted people¡¯s attention.

    Wang Yuyan looked indifferent, slowly glanced at the disciples around her, shook her head, turned around and walked away, her feet fluttering as if she were riding in the wind.

    Everyone stared at her and felt that everything about her was beautiful, even her back was just as touching.

    After a while, they turned their gaze back to Murong Jun.

    A burly young man stepped forward, bent down and pulled out his sword, wiped it with his sleeve, put it back into the scabbard on Murong Jun's waist, and patted his shoulder: "Brother Jun, it's not a big deal. If you lose, you will lose. Keep practicing as hard as you can.  Just catch up!¡±

    Another young man stepped forward and laughed twice: "Haha, Brother Jun, you didn't expect it, did you? Our head is so powerful!"

    Murong Jun's eyes cleared, and his sudden glance was like two long swords stabbing him.

    The young man has a dignified appearance and is full of masculinity. Although he is not handsome, his eyes are clear and his face is full of integrity, which is convincing.

    He didn¡¯t care about Murong Jun¡¯s eyes and laughed: ¡°I¡¯m just telling you, the old lady is wise all her life, how can she be so stupid and find an incompetent person to be the head of our family?!¡±

    The burly young man from before sneered and said disdainfully: "Young man, who doesn't know how to use hindsight?!"

    "Am I doing this as an afterthought?" The young man who was called the mistress laughed and shook his head: "How many times have I told Brother Jun to do his job honestly and don't expect too much! People, you have to learn to be content.  , don¡¯t be too greedy!¡±

    "Young mistress, you are deliberately trying to make yourself unhappy, aren't you?" The burly young man took a step forward, his eyes wide open, as if he was an angry King Kong.

    "What, you want to beat me up like a loser?!" The man who was called the mistress laughed and looked at him sideways, showing no fear.

    "Brother, forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as him!" Murong Jun stretched out his hand, stopped it in front of the burly young man's chest, and said warmly: "A mad dog bites someone, can we bite him back?!"

    The burly young man suddenly beamed, looked up to the sky and laughed, nodding his head: "That makes sense! What a mad dog! Haha"

    Murong Jun's face straightened, and he said coldly to the young man who was called the mistress: "Murong Feng, you are right, our new head of the family has great martial arts skills, I am willing to be inferior!"

    Murong Feng nodded, glanced at the burly young man who was laughing endlessly, and hummed: "You can take it up and put it down, it's great, you are worthy of being Murong Jun!"

    After saying that, he turned around and left, his face calm, as if he didn't hear the burly young man's laughter.

    Seeing that he was gone, the burly young man also stopped laughing. He felt that the boss was boring and he looked like a clown, so he glared at Murong Feng's back bitterly.

    Murong Jun said to him: "Brother He, he is extremely thick-skinned. If you argue with him, you are not asking for trouble!"

    "Hmph, I don't want to see him being so evil!" Murong He snorted bitterly.

    "Let's go back!" Murong Jun shook his head, his expression returned to normal.

    Murong He glanced at everyone around him and shouted in a rough voice: "What are you looking at? Go ahead and do what you have to do!"

    After saying that, he took two steps, followed Murong Jun, and meandered away.

    "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the master's swordsmanship is so powerful!" Everyone was talking about it, and the martial arts training ground was as lively as a fair.

    The disciples no longer had any intention of practicing. They gathered together, one in the east and one in the west, to discuss the competition just now. Their faces were all shining with excitement.

    "My eyesight is not enough. Murong Jun is indeed very powerful. He deserves to be ranked first. His sword speed is amazing. However, the master of the house is even more powerful. He wielded the sword slowly and leisurely. He knocked Murong Jun's sword away in one fell swoop it was really amazing!"

    Someone said again: "It seems that the master's swordsmanship is not from our Murong family, right?"

    "Nonsense! The head of the house has only been here a few days, and he is a genius. Can he learn a set of swordsmanship immediately?!"

    "That's not necessarily true!" Someone shook his head and thought thoughtfully: "A year ago, the head of the family was not familiar with martial arts, but now he has become a great master. One year is worth half of our lifetime of training. He must be extremely talented!"
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