Yue Qinghua stopped the quill that was writing in a hurry, and when she saw the young man in the sun, she immediately smiled the most sincerely, "Brother Wuya!"
Nodding to him lightly, Wuya's eyes turned back to Chu Tianjiao's face, "I'm here to challenge you!"
"I know!" Chu Tianjiao lazily got up from the couch, "But you should also be able to see that now is not the time for me to fight!"
"I can wait!" Wuya's tone was calm.
"You don't have to wait!" Chu Tianjiao raised the corners of his lips, "I will not accept your challenge within a year, but I will help you arrange an opponent. I believe that he will be worthy of you pulling out your sword!"
"Okay!" Wuya's tone was still calm, as calm as the huge scimitar on his back that had no decoration and was just wrapped with a cloth belt.
Yue Qinghua had already stood up and pulled Wuya to sit next to him, "Brother Wuya, it's great that you're here. Sister Baili is coming soon, so we can get together again!"
Wuya's face finally lost its calmness and showed some ripples similar to a smile, "That's good!"
Ever since Shenzong parted this time, Wuya has been looking for a weapon that is more suitable for him. He was born to be martial, and he has been thinking about how to become stronger for more than ten years, as if his life is for
Came to practice martial arts.
However, after getting to know Chu Tianjiao and the others, in addition to martial arts and weapons, there are some more things in his heart, so he will pay more or less attention to the whereabouts of those people, so he will know that Chu Tianjiao is here.
As soon as he got the weapon, he rushed over excitedly.
The first, of course, is to challenge her to fulfill her long-cherished wish. The second is, he doesn't know what it is, he just knows that meeting those people is like finding a handy weapon, and he should be very happy.
Looking at his slightly smiling side face, Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but be infected by him. He smiled brightly and vaguely realized that this boy already had something other than martial arts when he first met that day in the alley.
After nightfall, except for the tree men who were still working tirelessly to carry stones, most people had fallen asleep.
On the shore of Nanchuan River, there were a few people standing by the water, silently watching the two people not far apart on the shore.
Chu Tianjiao didn't lie, she really arranged an opponent for Wu Ya.
Naturally, it is Helanji.
"Where are your weapons?!" Wu Ya looked at He Lan Ji calmly. This was the second time he saw this person. Of course, he had heard many legends about him.
"It's the same as yours, it's not time to use it yet!" He Lanji replied calmly.
In the distance, Chu Tianjiao raised his eyebrows and said, "You two, start!"
As soon as the word "" was spoken, Wuya's man had turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of He Lanji, and his right fist hit his chest like the wind.
He Lanji dodged three times in a row, getting rid of all three of his lightning-fast attacks. When Wuya returned to the original place, his hands were still behind his back, and only the slight movement of his hair and the hem of his robe proved that he had indeed moved.
Pass.
"You are faster than the genius!" Wuya's eyes flashed with excitement, then he raised his right hand and with a slight exertion of his left finger, he pulled open the cloth strap that tied the knife to his body.
As his right hand paused slightly, golden light overflowed from the blade, instantly shattering the cloth belt wrapped around the blade into countless strands of cloth, falling like catkins.