Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginning Chapter 464 This Confucian sword is defective, I said so!
Chapter 464 This Confucian sword is defective, I said so!
"Mr. Baimei, don't you explain what is going on?"
Yao Guangzong glanced at Nangong Hubo and thought that Miss Nangong really didn't know how to show appreciation. Wouldn't this be putting him on the fire?
He can't be blind and deaf, can he?
In desperation, he had no choice but to cast his eyes on Li Nuo, hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation.
In the pavilion, the red lady smiled and said nothing, glancing at Li Nuo with some gloating.
Hey, I’m telling you to show off!
Now, even if you don’t have to go to school, you have to go to school!
But no matter this, this Mr. Baimei is completely matched with Zhao Mozhi.
His intervention caused Zhao Mozhi to fly away from his original position as the number one guesser.
This is called seizing food from the tiger's mouth!
Li Nuo stood up gracefully and walked out of the pavilion in front of everyone's attention. He cupped his hands and said, "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while. How about forgetting this game and pretending that I haven't solved these two riddles?"
"
this……
There was an uproar in the field instantly.
Is this Mr. Baimei so generous?
The prize for first place in the mystery is [Confucian Sword]!
Really not?
After all, Yao Guangzong was a senior scholar, so he couldn't be so shameless, so he said righteously: "Little friend Baimei, what you said is wrong. All of you here are talented people from the south of the Yangtze River. We will learn from each other through literature and make friends through literature. If we don't
Come on, if this spreads out, wouldn’t it make people laugh?”
"Scholar Yao is right, Mr. Baimei, you underestimate our broadmindedness too much, don't you?"
"That's right, this is just the first game. If you win, you win. There are two more games to come. As long as you have the ability, what's the harm in keeping winning?"
Many Jiangnan talents spoke out to show off their integrity and broad mind.
Of course, Yao Guangzong, an old fox, would not let go of Li Nuo who was causing trouble so easily. Otherwise, where would he lose his face?
This guessing game was set up by him, so it didn't matter if people didn't want to join, but at the last moment, Nangong Xiaoniu casually invited them, and they joined.
Doesn't this look down on him?
His reputation as a dignified scholar and Ivy League scholar is not as good as that of a prostitute?
Yao Guangzong stroked his beard and said arrogantly: "It's just that I don't understand why Mr. Baimei took action at this last moment? Could it be that he thought the riddle was too easy, so he let everyone else do it?"
These words are absolutely disgusting.
Everyone's emotions were easily aroused.
"Yes, Mr. Baimei, are you looking down on us, so you give us time?"
Everyone looked displeased and stared at Li Nuo with indignation.
They want a reasonable explanation.
Otherwise, how can we get off the stage?
Li Nuo secretly thought that this old fox was indeed quite capable.
But, no matter how hard you try, you’re bound to make a mistake!
He was thinking about how to bring up the topic, but in the end, someone jumped at him.
Li Nuo glanced at the prizes piled up in a corner of the pavilion and replied: "No, no, no... I'm just not interested in the prize, but I couldn't stand Miss Nangong's nagging, so I ended up with it."
"Oh? The winning prize for the top prize in the guessing game is a real [Confucian sword], not a martial arts weapon. Mr. Baimei is not interested?"
Zhao Mozhi gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
He is very greedy for this Confucian sword!
Since you're not interested, why are you still playing? Isn't this just trying to grab food from a tiger's mouth?
Li Nuo hesitated to speak: "Hey, forget it, let's just pretend that Xiaosheng hasn't solved the last two mysteries. The top spot will still be given to Mr. Zhao. Let's start the next game quickly?"
"Master Baimei, please speak clearly!"
When Zhao Mozhi saw this, he thought he had caught some flaw in Li Nuo and immediately asked.
He doesn’t want the food that comes with him!
Although he likes the Confucian sword, he still has to rely on his own ability to obtain it, otherwise he will be laughed at by others?
He doesn't want to lose face?
"That's right, Mr. Baimei. If you have something to say, just say it. Why hesitate?"
Everyone also stared at Li Nuo with unkind expressions.
If you don't explain it clearly, wouldn't you be saying that the students from the south are bullying the students from the north?
This is not good for the reputation of Jiangnan Confucianism.
Li Nuo seemed to be forced into a blind corner.
Nangong Hubo suddenly became anxious. After all, she was the one who initiated this matter. Naturally, she wanted to stand up for Li Nuo, so she stood on her head with her eyebrows and scolded: "What are you doing? Can't you afford to lose? If you don't want to say it, don't do it."
Tell me, why are you so aggressive?"
"Miss Nangong, please be patient. Since everyone wants to know, I'll tell you this. I'm afraid that by saying this, I'll offend Academician Yao."
Li Nuo sighed.
When Yao Guangzong saw that the flames of war were being brought to him, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said: "My little friend, it's okay to say it. As long as what you say is reasonable, how can I be angry?"
"Okay, then Xiaosheng will tell the truth... Actually, there is something wrong with this [Confucian Sword]. According to Xiaosheng, it should be a defective product."
Li Nuo's words hit the spot.
Everyone was shocked.
Defective products?
this……
No way?
Yao Guangzong's expression suddenly changed, becoming terrifyingly gloomy.
He stretched out his hand and his literary energy surged: "The Confucian sword is in my hand!"
The magical power of the fifth-level debate realm can create something out of nothing!
Then he saw the [Confucian Sword] ten feet away appeared out of thin air in Yao Guangzong's hand.
This move is done with a good sense of proportion.
He held the Confucian sword in front of his eyes and observed it carefully before stroking his beard and saying with a relaxed expression: "My little friend is lacking in literary and Taoist cultivation, so it's normal that he doesn't recognize this sword. This sword should be regarded as
A high-grade treasure will be worth a thousand pieces of gold! Those who hold this sword can not only accelerate the concentration of literary energy, but also improve their literary power."
The talented men who were close also held their breath and concentrated their thoughts, and felt it carefully, it was [Confucian Sword], that’s right!
This Mr. Baimei must have made a mistake.
It seems that this guy is nothing more than that!
Li Nuo shook his head and said, "That's wrong. There's something very wrong with this sword."
"Oh? I would like to hear the details!"
Yao Guangzong said contemptuously.
This sword was given to him by his master before his death decades ago. He has always carried it with him. Today, he took it out as a lottery. In fact, he felt very distressed, but for the sake of his reputation among the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, he also risked it!
Seeing Li Nuo's calm expression, he thought that the [Confucian Sword] had been switched by someone. Now after careful investigation, he found that there was no problem.
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Li Nuo regretted and said, "Hey, this sword is of no use at all. If a scribe makes a sharp blow, or a martial artist strikes hard, the sword will break."
"Hahaha, little friend, since you said so, why not give it a try and see if your [Liberal Sword] can cut off this [Confucian Sword] in my hand?"
Yao Guangzong laughed.
"Hahaha, Mr. Baimei, I admit that you are good at guessing riddles, but please don't overestimate your abilities and make others laugh."
"Hey, hey, brother Chen Xi, don't stop me. Let Mr. Baimei give it a try, so that we can open our eyes!"
The students also immediately started mocking him.
Li Nuo sighed again and said: "Hey, since Mr. Yao Shan doesn't believe it, let's give it a try. But if I'm a late student, I'm afraid others will gossip about me, so why not just pick someone at random?"
The laughter stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at each other, but no one volunteered to participate enthusiastically.
Come to think of it...
Although this is the time to show off one's face, if Yao Guangzong is regarded as an accomplice of Mr. Baimei, then the gain outweighs the loss.
When Nangong Hubo saw no one responding, he immediately stepped forward.
As the daughter of Nangong Shehu, of course she is loyal.
"A bunch of cowards don't dare to do this, then let me do it!"
Hey, when I spoke, I didn’t forget to provoke everyone present.
Of course, everyone just curled their lips and didn't know this tiger girl.
Well, this girl is so fierce. If we really get into a fight, no matter whether we win or lose, it will be humiliating.
"I wonder what Academician Yao thinks?"
Li Nuo said calmly.
Yao Guangzong couldn't help but feel a little confused...
Nangong Hubo practices martial arts, and his cultivation level is only at the eighth level. Even if he uses all his strength, it is impossible to destroy the [Confucian Sword].
It can be seen that Mr. Baimei is really too calm.
Is there a conspiracy?
Or is this just a pretense, trying to scare him?
snort!
I have been in the scholarly circles for decades, how can I be so frightened?
Moreover, he could not retreat now, so he said: "Okay! Let Miss Nangong come up and give it a try."
Nangong Hubo glanced at Li Nuo, then stepped forward, raised his palms high, and made a knife gesture.
But I hesitated again...
After all, this is a [Confucian Sword]. Even a strong [Fourth Level] warrior may not be able to break it. Can she, a small eighth-level sword, really do it?
"Ahem, um... I am unarmed. Isn't that unfair? Can you allow me to use weapons?"
Nangong Hubo smiled sheepishly.
With this palm strike, let alone whether it can cut off the [Confucian Sword], her hand will definitely bleed.
She is not stupid, how can she use her delicate skin and tender flesh to resist a sharp knife?
Everyone also became happy.
Even if you are at the eighth level and can release your inner energy and outward energy, using your sword to kill the Confucian sword is really... extremely stupid!
"Miss Nangong, I can lend you Xiaosheng's sword for a while, but if it breaks, you have to pay for it."
A young man stepped forward and handed over the sword.
Nangong Hubo took it, played a sword trick casually, curled her lips, and said very dissatisfied: "A broken sword is only worth a hundred taels of silver. I can pay it back ten times."
"Miss Nangong, let's start when you're ready."
Yao Guangzong stretched out the [Confucian Sword] with a calm expression.
An [Eighth Grade External Strength] uses a sword that is more decorative than practical, and wants to cut off his Confucian sword?
Ha ha.
This was the funniest joke he had ever heard.
"Then...I'm going to start!"
Nangong Hubo raised his sword, and his eyes drifted towards Li Nuo.
"Hey, I'm really starting! Don't blink!"
Seeing that Li Nuo didn't respond, Nangong Hubo repeated it loudly.
She just doesn't have a talent for literature, but that doesn't mean she's really stupid. Of course, she knows that with her own abilities, she will never be able to cut off this [Confucian Sword].
But this Mr. Baimei doesn't even give any hints. Doesn't this mean that she is riding a tiger and cannot get off?
Li Nuo still didn't respond.
This made Nangong Huhu so angry that he could hardly breathe.
snort!
Not talking, right?
good!
Anyway, you are the one who is embarrassed by the [Confucian Sword]. What does it have to do with your aunt?
Nangong Hubo became angry and swung the sword with all his strength without thinking.
Accompanied by three inches of sword energy, this sword struck the Confucian sword.
Naturally, everyone didn't care at first, and even showed pity in their eyes. They thought that if this sword was struck, Nangong Amber would definitely be hurt by the reaction force.
But amidst the clanging sound of the weapons of both sides coming into contact, there was actually a katcha sound!
And the sword in Nangong Hubo's hand did not break into two pieces!
This is……
Yao Guangzong was shocked!
The body of the Confucian sword suddenly cracked... amidst the clicking sounds, the cracks became bigger and bigger, and then broke into several pieces and fell on the snow.
This, this, this...
How can this be!
He couldn't believe it and was stunned.
Li Nuo spread his hands and said regretfully: "Hey, let me just tell you, this [Confucian Sword] is a defective product and will break when touched. Alas, Scholar Yao, where did you buy this sword? What are you doing?
I was deceived!"
Everyone immediately came forward to check...
This Confucian sword has quite a lot of history. It was passed down to Yao Guangzong by his former mentor before his death.
This matter has become a good talk among Jiangnan scholars.
This represents the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism.
Then here comes the problem.
With Nangong Amber's strength, it would be impossible to leave even a trace of sword marks, let alone cracks.
So, is this Confucian sword really a defective product?
Yao Guangzong was reluctant to part with Confucian swords, but he wanted to earn fame first, so he took fakes and used them to trick others?
That must be it!
After this Confucian sword is won, he will definitely not try the sword on the spot. After the conference is over, if there is any quality problem, it can be said that someone was jealous and dropped the package or something, and it can be completely dismissed!
What a good calculation.
Everyone on the court, at this moment, had strong doubts about Yao Guangzong.
This old man is so unkind!
"No, this is impossible! It's you, you must have slipped my Confucian sword!"
Yao Guangzong found it difficult to accept this fact.
Li Nuo said regretfully: "How can Xiaosheng have the ability to change things in front of everyone? Besides, the sword has always been in your hand, and you have confirmed it... Ah, I understand, Academician Yao, could it be that you deliberately
It's a good thing, I'll let you guys do it."
Murder and heart-wrenching.
Li Nuo's last words are indeed cruel!
Nangong Hubo looked confused at this time.
what happened?
Have you become stronger?
And the young master who borrowed the sword was trembling all over. What happened? Has his sword advanced?
Impossible, this is just a decorative sword, how can it be so powerful?
Amazing……
Even the red lady couldn't figure out what was going on.
Li Nuo indeed did not drop the package.
And the Confucian sword is really a Confucian sword.
As for why it broke, it's very simple.
Li Nuo is a third-grade martial artist, and his dark strength cultivation has already reached perfection.
It's easy for him to use his strength to hit a bull from a distance.
Therefore, the moment Nangong Hubo swung his sword just now, he used a finger of dark energy very covertly.
[Confucian Sword] Although it is a treasure-level weapon, it cannot stop the secret power of a third-grade martial artist.
As the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is not just showing off his tricks.
Yao Guangzong is also a person. Although he feels that there are many doubts, he knows that he will never continue to entangle him, so he immediately changes the subject and says: "Everyone, the literary meeting needs to continue, and I will definitely give you an explanation on this matter."
Zhao Mozhi also hurriedly maintained Yao Guangzong's dignity and said: "The mountain leader is right, let's put it aside in advance and let's continue with the next competition."
Of course, everyone was inconvenient to shame Yao Guangzong.
They also came to their senses. Is this Confucian sword real or fake? What does it have to do with them?
After all, the number one winner in this mystery is Mr. Baimei, and they are not the ones losing...