Everyone took their seats. As today's host, Han Fei sat at the head of the table. On the left were Cheng Xi and Zi Nu, and on the right were Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang.
After sitting down, everyone picked up their wine bottles and drank a drink together.
Since most of the people present were meeting for the third time, and some were meeting for the first time, the topic of conversation could not be too in-depth.
The main thing is to talk about the customs, customs and strange things of various countries, and occasionally talk about the snow, moon, wind and flowers.
Although the topic is not in-depth, everyone is a knowledgeable person.
Even Zhang Liang, although he had not traveled much, was well-read, and the atmosphere was maintained quite well, with no dull moments.
"By the way, there are some things that I've always been curious about."
"Brother Cheng, as the leader of the Iron Blood Alliance, a master of martial arts, and backed by the Qin State's network, he must be very knowledgeable about the masters in the world."
"I wonder if you can introduce it to me so that I can open my eyes to it?"
"Which of the hundreds of schools of thought is the most powerful?"
Han Fei shook the wine bottle casually and asked curiously.
"Brother Han thinks highly of me. There are countless masters in the world, and there are also many who hide their secrets. What I know is also extremely one-sided."
"Which of the hundreds of schools of thought is stronger is even more obscure. The schools of thought may not even know it themselves." Cheng Yu said with a humble smile.
"You can talk about whatever you want. It's just gossip anyway. It can come out of your mouth and reach our ears. It won't be leaked out." Han Fei urged.
"In that case, let's talk about my humble opinion."
"If what I said is wrong, you will just take it as a joke."
Han Fei, Zi Nu, and Zhang Liang all looked at Cheng Xi curiously. Even though Wei Zhuang was still cold and calm, they also pricked up their ears and were ready to listen.
Wei Zhuang had learned about Cheng Xi's strength from Han Fei and Zi Nu, and knew that Cheng Xi was not inferior to Xuan Jian, but also a master who could become invisible.
The opinions of such experts are certainly worth listening to.
"Leaving aside those who hide their secrets, I think there are only a few who can be called top players in the world today."
"Master Bei Mingzi of the Taoist Tianzong, Donghuang Taiyi, the head of the Yin and Yang family, Gui Guzi, the head of the Guigu sect, Xun Fuzi, the master of Brother Han, Chu Nangong, the sage of the Chu state, Six-fingered Black Man, the giant of the Mohist family, and Tian Guangqiang, the leader of the peasant family
Count it as one.”
"As for which of the hundreds of schools of thought is the strongest, I really don't know."
Cheng Xi is not joking, but let’s just talk about it, who can know the strength unless you have beaten it?
No matter how high your level is, it's just a guess. No matter how famous you are, there may be some water in it. Only by fighting with real swords and guns can you tell who is higher and who is lower.
If we don’t just talk about this situation, is there still a serious analysis?
No matter how you analyze it, it won't be accurate because the initial information may not be correct.
"Are my master and Chu Nan Gong also top masters?"
"How come I don't see it at all?"
"And the masters of your Iron Blood Alliance, Luo Wang's first-class assassin, aren't they considered top masters?"
Han Fei drank all the orchid wine in his cup, opened his mouth like a machine gun, and asked a series of questions.
"I'm not sure, but it's most likely."
"It's normal for Brother Han not to be able to tell. Even those with lower cultivation levels than them can't tell, unless they take the initiative to reveal it."
"As for the last question, they, including me, can only be considered first-class masters, but there is still a gap in strength between the same levels."
"To make a simple metaphor, eighty combat power is the threshold for a first-class master, then ninety combat power is the limit for a first-class master."
"Between the two, including both, they are all top-notch masters."
"Of course there are many factors that determine victory, defeat, life and death. We cannot just compare strength on paper, just like in war."
"If it is just a comparison of strength on paper, then there will be no need to fight life and death, and the world will be peaceful."
Han Fei understood what he heard, and when he saw the cold and aloof Wei Zhuang, he thought: "What level is Brother Wei Zhuang at?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xi looked at Wei Zhuang with a look of inquiry on his face.
This respectful gesture was very useful to Wei Zhuang. He nodded slightly, indicating that Cheng Yu could evaluate it according to his own ideas.
"Judging from what Wei Qian reported to me when he came back, Brother Wei Zhuang has already stepped into the threshold of a first-class master."
"Since I haven't experienced it myself, it's hard to judge the strength range. It's probably around eighty-two-three."
After hearing this, Wei Zhuang weighed it himself and felt that it was basically correct, and the error was not too big.
"What about Brother Wei Qian?"
"Eighty-eight-nine."
"The gap doesn't sound small."
"There is a saying, fighting alone, without unexpected factors, it is basically impossible for Brother Wei Zhuang to defeat Wei Qian."
Cheng Xi did not mean to be disparaging in his words. Facts have proved that young Wei, Zhuang and Gai Nie must join forces to defeat Xuan Jian.
Moreover, it was quite difficult to win. They had to join forces to beat Xuan Jian to death. In fact, Xuan Jian was not killed at all.
There is no true art of bringing the dead back to life in this world. The exorcist's art of exorcising corpses is controlled by Gu insects. How can it deserve such a big name as the art of bringing the dead back to life?
Luo Sheng did not have the means to revive the dead. It only revived Xuan Jian, who was still breathing, but it still left serious sequelae.
Also, Xuan Jian only had a black sword at that time. As a great swordsman of his generation, although he was extremely skilled in both one-handed and two-handed swords, there was still a difference in strength between using two swords in hand and using a single sword.
Even with both swords in hand, it would be difficult for Xuan Jian to win against vertical and horizontal attacks, but it was possible to escape after being seriously injured.
At that time, Zongheng was almost at his limit, and there was basically no possibility of pursuit.
During the Qin Dynasty, the limit of swordsmanship in Mingyue's world was that any tree, tree, bamboo, or stone could be used as a sword.
Just like Gai Nie, you can use a wooden sword to fight against famous swords. The wooden sword is not inferior at all, but when Zongheng beat the Six Sword Slave, it has been vaguely shown that there is still a difference in power between the wooden sword and Yuan Hong.
Maybe there is no difference in ordinary moves, but there is a difference when performing special moves.
Without a sword, the swordsman's strength will be greatly reduced, and he must rely on fists and kicks to grab the weapon to return to normal levels.
It is basically impossible to be like Wuming in Fengyun, who does not need to carry a sword and can have countless sword energy generated by just thinking.
When Han Fei heard this, he looked at Wei Zhuang with an incomprehensible look. Wei Zhuang's eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to stab Han Fei.
Unable to stand Wei Zhuang's sharp eyes, Han Fei turned away and looked at Cheng Yu and continued to ask: "What about you, Brother Cheng?"
"ninety."
When using a sword.
Cheng Yu added in his mind.
"What about the Purple Girl?"
When Zi Nu heard this, she rolled her eyes at Han Fei.
"I haven't fought before, so I don't know for sure, but from my perspective, it's still seventy-five."
"She is definitely a hero among women. There are not many men who can compare with her."
Zi Nu smiled sweetly and said: "Excuse me. You're not that good. I just learned some self-defense techniques."
"what about me?"
"A normal man's number is ten. I'll give you eleven, Brother Han."
"No way, am I that weak?"
"What about the ovary?"
"Well... Mr. Zhang is proficient in the six Confucian arts and has some martial arts background. He is thirty-three."
"In this case, wouldn't it be possible for the ovary to hit three of us?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I'm not that weak."
Han Fei shook his head like a rattle and danced.
"Brother Han, you misunderstood." Cheng Yu said with a smile.
"I'll just say it."
"This is not a simple multiplication. Master Zhang, you will have no problem if you count ten."
Han Fei: "..."
"Hahaha……"
Everyone except Han Fei laughed, even the cold Wei Zhuang showed a slight smile, and the air was filled with joy.
Of course, this algorithm excludes the Inverse Scale Sword. If the Inverse Scale Sword is included, Han Fei can actually fight Xuan Jian.
One topic after another was discussed, and there was no silence at the scene. Unconsciously, the night was already late, and everyone dispersed.
Han Fei and Zhang Liang, one returned to the palace and the other returned to the mansion. Since Yan Lingji was not there, they had to rest alone when they went back, so Cheng Xi did not go back.
If Cheng Xiu doesn't go back, Xuanjian and Gansha will naturally not go back either.
Guests of Zilanxuan should leave if they should, and stay if they should stay.
The door slowly closed, and the bright red lanterns were still hanging high. Together with the gorgeous and elegant decoration of Zilanxuan, it did not look scary at all, but looked bright and brilliant.
To rest at night, Xuanjian resisted the temptation and rested alone.
If he wanted to kill him, Cheng Yu asked Zi Nu to find a girl.
As for Cheng Yu himself, he only found three girls. Don’t get me wrong, they were just chatting.
…
The bustling and noisy Zilanxuan gradually became quiet, and the half-shaped crescent moon stood high above, looking down at the world in silence.
I don't know how long it took, but a black shadow jumped between the houses in the capital. It was fast, stable in landing, agile in posture, and made little movement, showing good attainments in Qinggong.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Soon, the black shadow came to the eaves of the corridor outside Zilanxuan, and began to explore furtively.
Just when the black shadow jumped onto the eaves of the corridor, Cheng Yu had just pushed the three Zilanxuan girls to the ground, paralyzing them as soft as mud.
Due to too much water loss, the three girls wanted to replenish their water. Cheng Yu stopped the girl's actions and took the initiative to stay and get water.
Killing intent!
Although this murderous intention was not directed at him and was well restrained, it still could not be hidden from Cheng Xi, whose spirit was extremely powerful.
After taking the kettle and water cup to the bed, Cheng Yu's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
The three girls felt a little strange, but their bodies were so weak that they couldn't care less.
After leaving the room, Cheng Yu spread his senses and quickly detected the location of the uninvited guest. With a thought, his figure directly merged into the light and shadow.
The shadow explored for a while and finally found the target. He opened a window and sneaked in. This room was Nongyu's boudoir.
In addition to Nong Yu, there was also Hong Yu who was sleeping with her in the room.
In the anime, Zi Nu accompanies Han Fei and Zhang Liang to listen to Nong Yu playing "Tears of the Sea" for three people. At this time, Zuo Sima Liu Yi made a noise in Zilan Pavilion because he ordered Nong Yu to play the piano.
Hongyu and the other women had nothing to do, so they went in and informed Zi Nu, who then went to solve the problem.
That night, Zinu asked Nongyu to go to her room to rest and go to bed. Hongyu wiped Nongyu's piano alone in the room, but was accidentally killed by the night killer Vulture who wanted to kill Nongyu.
It can be said that he was extremely unlucky and suffered an unreasonable disaster, just like a dewdrop on the streets of the capital at night, it will disappear without a trace when morning comes.
In fact, not only Hongyu, but also many people in the world are like dewdrops, dying silently without causing even the slightest disturbance.
Hongyu is the maid of Zilanxuan, or Nongyu’s maid to be precise.
Zi Nu raised Nong Yu almost as her own daughter, and the training method was similar to that of raising a noble daughter.
In fact, Nongyu's temperament, talents and appearance are really no worse than those of aristocratic daughters, and her playing skills are even more superb, almost Taoist.
Due to Cheng Xi's intervention, Liu Yi did not cause trouble tonight, and Nong Yu did not go to Zi Nu's room to rest, but rested with Hong Yu as usual.
Through the moonlight outside the window, the dark figure is holding a cold long sword, wearing half a vulture mask, wearing an arm-baring outfit, and a gray-black short cloak on the back. He is not the three wolves with severed hair in the past, but the vulture that kills birds today.
Who is it?
The vulture hunched its body, tiptoed, and sneaked quietly, looking at the outline of the bed outside, then at the inside, and then headed towards the outline of the bed.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Xi, who was hiding his figure, secretly said that he was indeed a cold-blooded swordsman. He would rather kill by mistake than let go. He wanted to kill both the outside and the inside together.
That's all, Vulture, I can only say that you didn't read the almanac when you went out, and you were unlucky enough to meet him...
With a thought in Cheng Yu's mind, the dark thunder poured out from the soles of his feet and seeped into the floor, silently laying a trap on the vulture's path.
The vulture could not have thought that there was someone spying in the dark, and stepped on the trap set by Yin Lei without any precautions.
Pfft, the floor corroded by Yin Lei was like a completely rotten and hollow dead tree. It couldn't bear the weight of the vulture at all, and a hole was directly stepped on it.
When Yin Lei stepped on the trap, his right leg suddenly felt cold and numb, and he was caught off guard. With a bang, the vulture fell to the floor.
"There's an assassin!"
Hong Yu, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly woke up and shouted coldly. At the same time, he picked up the hairpin next to him and flicked it. The sharp hairpin shot towards the vulture.
The woman from Zilanxuan may not be a master, but she knows some martial arts, and the ability to use hidden weapons to defeat the weak is a required course.
Ding!
Of course, vultures are not that easy to kill, at least for Hong Yu. A cold light flashed in the darkness, and he accurately chopped away the flying hairpin.
Hong Yu's loud warning not only alarmed Nong Yu in the inner room, but also the people in the surrounding rooms, who quickly got out of bed.
The rooms of Nong Yu, Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang and others are all on the same floor, which is also the highest floor. This floor is not as soundproof as the floors below.
The vulture secretly screamed something bad, and without caring about his left leg, he suddenly slapped his left hand forward with force, using the force of his body to rise into the air and do a backflip in the air.
Then his right leg suddenly stepped back, and he happened to step on a red painted pillar. With the help of the force of the shock, the vulture's figure directly hit the window, trying to break through the window and escape.
This set of quick wits and smooth operations made even the invisible Cheng Yu admire him. He was worthy of being an old killer.
If the vulture is allowed to escape from Zilanxuan, others will not have time to pursue it. If they are smart enough to hide in a residential building, the vulture might actually escape.
It's a pity that an adult cricket is pulling back crazily in the dark. How can the vulture escape?
Even if you can escape from this, you will lose all your face.
With a thought in Cheng Xi's mind, a chain of condensed black lightning burst out of the darkness and wrapped around the vulture's right leg with incomparable precision.
The Yin Lei Chain was stretched straight, and the vulture's head was still an inch away from the window, but this inch was an unreachable distance.
The next moment, the chain suddenly pulled down, and with a clang, the vulture fell solidly to the floor.
The vulture's desire to survive was really strong. Even though it hurt all over its body, it did not give up, and its thinking remained clear. It swung its sword to slash at the Yin Lei Chain on its right foot.
Katcha!
The invisible dragon had already flashed to the vulture's side, and kicked the vulture's wrist, causing it to break. The long sword in his hand fell, and a scream suddenly sounded.
A naked upper body and wearing black shorts appeared, with another foot stepping on the vulture's chest, and at the same time the Yin Lei dissipated.
With a strong desire to survive, the vulture swung its left fist and hit Cheng Liao's leg with all its strength. With a thought in Cheng Liao's mind, internal energy surged into his calf and his muscles tightened.
clang!
A sound of gold and iron sounded, and the vulture's circle was no different from the sound of the vulture hitting the steel. The unlucky child's fist bones directly cracked, and his fist was filled with flesh and blood, and another scream rang out.
Just kidding, Cheng Yu has been using thunder to forge his body for so many years. Even without the golden light spell and thunder armor to protect his body, just relying on the strength and internal strength of his body, ordinary swords cannot break through the defense.
It can be said that Chenglong is a real hexagonal warrior, impeccable!
His legs were eroded by Yin Lei, just like super old cold legs. He couldn't stand up for a short time. His right wrist was broken and his left fist was broken.
It can be said that the vulture has completely lost hope of escaping.
"who are you?"
"Why meddle in other people's business?"
The vulture grimaced in pain and gritted its teeth in hatred.
"Because you didn't look at the almanac when you went out tonight. Unluckily, you happened to bump into me."
"And...are you teaching me how to do something?"
The right leg that Cheng Cheng stepped on the vulture's chest suddenly stepped hard, and the internal force spurted out through the sole of the foot, impacting the internal organs. The vulture's face was pale and ferocious, and it suffered serious internal injuries in an instant.
Poof, blood spurted out, but because he was wearing a mask, the spurt was not very clear, and half of it was blocked and flowed down.
The dragon raised its feet to avoid the splattering blood, Zila, bent down and tore off a piece of blood from the vulture's body, and wiped the blood off its calf.
Hongyu also understood that the other person was one of her own, so she let go of the concealed weapon in her hand, took out the fire folder and lit the lamp.
Soon, footsteps were heard inside, and footsteps were also heard in the surrounding corridors...
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