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"Yes!" The seventy or eighty disciples present burst into laughter and looked at Ou Chuyang sitting on the ground beside Mei Aoxue.

Ou Chuyang recognized the disciple who took the lead in making fun of him, one of the two disciples who had visited Zhujian Pavilion to invite Mei Aoxue. He could see Mei Aoxue's intimate behavior clearly.

"What's the use of envy? We are all one generation shorter than Uncle Aoxue. Can we have any unreasonable thoughts?" Another person said, "It's not like Uncle Ou. Although he only has one sword sect and is not very talented, he is a smelter. He has received the true teachings of Master Mei. It's a match made by God with Uncle Aoxue. We can't envy you."

Ou Chuyang could see that these disciples were all joking with kindness and didn't care, but just smiled and kept silent.

"A group of little bastards dare to make fun of me!" Mei Aoxue spat and pretended to be angry: "Who said that Junior Brother Ou is not very talented? You stand up and see that my junior brother won't beat you up and you're all over the floor."

"Just just about to learn the master's skills." The disciple really stood up, "But we have to say something first. If the master's nephew wins a move by chance, you are not allowed to hit someone..."

"I need to do it myself to hit you?" Mei Aoxue curled her lips with disdain, "You and Junior Brother Ou are both sword disciples at the small level. Do you think you can beat him?"

"Ah? It's only been a few months since Uncle Ou got started, but he actually broke through to the small-success realm like Junior Brother Cui?"

"How is this possible? Junior Brother Cui is the triple sword sect..."

Amid a burst of shock and suspicion, a disciple in the green shirt said, "You are so stupid! Although Uncle Ou is just a sword sect, he can't stand the many crystals of others. Who is the richest in our Qianyuan Sect?"

"Then you need to say it?" Another disciple said: "Apart from the sect leader, Master Ao Xue must be the richest. Who doesn't know that all the sword-casting masters are so rich?"

"You are wrong. The only sword-casting in our Qianyuan Sect is Master Mei. Why is Master Aoxue richer than Master Mei?" someone asked in confusion.

"You said you are stupid, but you don't admit it." The green-shirt disciple asked, "Isn't Master Mei the father of Master Aoxue? Master Mei is in seclusion all year round, how much money can he spend? Isn't this money left for Master Aoxue?"

"Oh...so that's what it is..."

"Then I won't fight anymore, I'll admit defeat." The disciple who challenged Ou Chuyang before threw the pot to Cui Jinyan very alone, "Junior Brother Cui, you are also in the same stage as Uncle Ou, and you are also in the small realm. I think you should ask Uncle Ou for some tricks."

"I and Uncle Ou are at the same time, but each of them is a wise master. It is rare to have the opportunity to get close to each other on weekdays." Cui Jinyan said and stood up, "I will take this opportunity to ask Uncle Ou for some tips today."

"Then I'm more respectful than obedience." Ou Chuyang just broke through the small-scale realm today and was about to find someone to try it out.

"You two stop when you click, be careful not to hurt anyone." Mei Aoxue instructed with concern.

"Oh—" There was another stir around.

Mei Aoxue is really... afraid that no one in the world knows that Ou Chuyang is her favorite person.

"This sword is called Aofeng, a rare craftsman, cast by fine steel, two feet and seven inches long and three pounds and eleven taels. It was given by the master's father." Cui Jinyan drew the sword in his hand and bowed to him, "Uncle Master, please give me advice."

"My sword... wait for me to see..." Ou Chuyang has never carefully looked at the name engraved on the sword since Master Duan took the sword...

"Haha, Uncle Ou is so humorous."

"Otherwise, how could Uncle Aoxue have such a special liking? You kid, learn it."

"The sword is called: Liuyun. I don't know how long or heavy it is. Please make a move." Ou Chuyang held the sword with one hand, pointed the tip of the sword at the ground, and held it behind his back with one hand, which really seemed like an elder's "learning" attitude.

"Uncle Master, be careful." Cui Jinyan finished speaking and raised his sword.

"Who would win?"

"That must be..." The answerer looked at Mei Aoxue and lowered his voice:

"It must be Junior Brother Cui. He has good talent and high understanding. He practices hard all day long, so his swordsmanship is naturally powerful. Although Uncle Ou has many crystals and has quickly advanced. But think about it, he has to study the way of making swords every day and be kind to Master Ao Xue. How can he practice swordsmanship? Even if his talent is not inferior to Junior Brother Cui, his sword skills are definitely not as good as that, let alone he has only one sword sect?"

"It makes sense, and the heroes' views are similar."

Just like when Mei Aoxue tried to move, Ou Chuyang could see the flaws in every sword technique of Cui Jinyan at a glance. If it was a life-and-death competition, Ou Chuyang could stab the first sword into his heart. But this was just an informal friendly exchange within the sect. Ou Chuyang took care of Cui Jinyan's face and patiently dismantled him seventeen or eighteen moves before suddenly hitting Cui Jinyan's chest with a sword.

"I've given up." Ou Chuyang pulled his sword and stood up.

Cui Jinyan was stunned for a moment before bowing, "Uncle Master Ou's sword technique is so exquisite, it's really incredible... I was convinced by the loss. Thank you for your advice. My nephew will definitely practice hard when he goes back. If you get something, I will ask my uncle for some advice."

"this……"

"Junior Brother Cui lost?"

"It seems that Uncle Ou really won..."

"What's going on?"

Mei Aoxue snorted coldly, "If you don't use the sword aura, even I can't stop my junior brother's three moves. You little bastards dare to ask your junior brother to compete in the sword moves, haha."

"Is anyone else who wants to ask Uncle Ou for his sword skills?" Mei Aoxue asked around loudly, then took out another sword, "This is a superb craftsmanship I just made. If anyone can beat Uncle Ou in sword moves, I will give him this sword!"

"Wow!" The crowd suddenly became excited. Although the superb craftsmanship was one level lower than Mu Wanqing's good treasure, it was also the treasure that ordinary disciples of Qianyuan Sect had always dreamed of.

"Absolute craftsmanship! At least one or two thousand crystals. I don't eat, drink, or practice, and I have to save up for seven or eight years..."

"Uncle Aoxue made it himself. Do you think you can buy it in just one or two thousand?"

"Buy a hammer! Let me win it back for you!" A square-faced disciple was the first to rush into the field, "Uncle Ou, please give me advice!"

Seeing someone rushing in front, more than a dozen disciples rushed up immediately.

"I'm the second one!"

"What's the second one? I obviously arrived first."

"Then I'm the third one, don't snatch anyone from me."

"What are you yelling?" Mei Aoxue shouted loudly, "Those who want to challenge Uncle Ou will line up behind me!"

"Hula!" More than a dozen figures instantly rushed behind Mei Aoxue and lined up obediently in a column.

"Senior sister is trying to make me famous and win glory for her..." Ou Chuyang was secretly amused, "Woman, she just loves to show off..."

"Ding Ding!"

"Dangdang!"

"Dingding! Dingding!"

Facing the battle of the car, Ou Chuyang was strolling in the garden, swinging his long sword at will. Rather than comparing sword moves, he was alone wiping ink to show his calligraphy.

With one stick of incense, all the people in a team were destroyed, and no one could survive ten rounds under the Ou Chuyang sword.

"Is this...a hell?"

"It's not that you're damn, but that Uncle Ou is so amazing..."

"Yes, Uncle Ou's swordsmanship is simply amazing!"

"What kind of sword technique is this... it's simply invincible. I really want to take Uncle Ou as my teacher."

"You have no chance anymore, so you should give it to Uncle Ou as a disciple."

"Yes, yes, it's time to do it. If it's too late, I'm afraid there will be no chance again."

"Then you have to practice quickly. The Qianyuan and Kunyu sects have been in the seventh month of the seventh month.

"You just wait and see! Today, I will go into seclusion and practice swordsmanship. This year I will definitely win back a young junior sister who is as beautiful as a flower. Next year I will give birth to a fat boy and send it to Uncle Ou to be the chief disciple."

"Yeah, it's only noon now, you lie down and close your eyes quickly, and you still have time to daydream."

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"It seems that no one can take this sword away." Mei Aoxue laughed proudly, "Then let's change the rules: If anyone can survive a move under Uncle Ou's sword, I will lose one crystal; if I can survive two crystals, I will lose two crystals; if I can survive three moves, I will be four crystals; and so on, ten moves can be 512."

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Next, the protagonist will start a series of battles, hoping to add a little passion to everyone's National Day holiday.

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