The two of them were going back and forth in the field, fighting back and forth, and before they knew it, half the stick of incense had passed!
But in fact, in terms of martial arts alone, Nangong Wenjian is naturally stronger than Nan Yanxi.
The two have never been able to decide the winner. First, Nan Yanxi’s weapon moves have never been seen by Nangong Wenjian, so he is a little uncomfortable with it!
Second, Nangong Wenjian was very curious about his martial arts skills and wanted to test him out, so he defended more and attacked less!
Of course Nan Yanxi could tell, so he didn't use all his strength and only used half of the sword technique!
It's not Nan Yanxi's style to be honest as soon as they meet!
The two fought for about half a stick of incense, and Nan Yanxi gradually began to lose strength, and his sword skills also slowed down!
Seeing that Nangong Wenjian still didn't blush and his heart didn't beat,
Nan Yanxi couldn't help but be surprised.
Although I am still a scholar, I am still a young man after all.
This old man is so old, how come he still has such good physical strength?
It can be seen that Nan Yanxi is starting to feel weak!
Nangong Wenjian smiled slightly, seized the opportunity, and stabbed out with his sword.
Nan Yanxi was forced to block with his sword!
But he didn't expect that at the moment when the weapons of both sides collided.
Nangong Wenjian suddenly shouted loudly, the sword in his hand turned at an angle, and hit his sword diagonally.
Nan Yanxi only felt that a strange power was transmitted from Nangong Wenjian's long sword.
The force was so great that it knocked the long knife out of Nan Yanxi's hand and flew far away.
With a "bang" sound, it was inserted into the pillar of the hotel!
The blade vibrated and made a buzzing sound!
Nan Yanxi looked at her numb hands in shock, with a look of disbelief on her face!
Nangong Wenjian laughed out loud and patted Nan Yanxi on the shoulder: "Little brother, your sword skills are so fierce! So happy! So happy!"
Nan Yanxi finally recovered from the shock and hurriedly returned the greeting: "My lord, the martial arts master is world-class, but you are defeated!"
"Brother Nan, don't belittle yourself. Even my senior brother has only been in front of daddy for twenty or thirty rounds. How can you guys fight for so long? Brother Nan is so awesome!"
Nangong Ruoxue on the side comforted her excitedly, and everyone also echoed in unison!
Nan Yanxi naturally knew that Nangong Wenjian had been giving in to her.
He picked up the long knife and put it into its sheath, and the two of them returned to the table and sat down side by side.
Nangong Wenjian then opened his mouth and asked: "I think my little brother is extremely powerful in external martial arts, but why doesn't he have any internal strength? I wonder who the respected master is?"
Hearing what Nangong Wenjian said, Nan Yanxi couldn't help but be stunned.
How can I have any master?
You can't tell others that you are a soldier of the Ming Dynasty and you were stabbed by someone, right?
As for internal strength, Nan Yanxi had never heard of it.
He casually made up an excuse and said: "I don't have a master, and I have never practiced internal strength. This sword technique is just based on a sword manual I picked up, and I practiced it randomly!"
"Oh? How can you achieve such an achievement without any guidance? He is really a martial arts wizard!"
Everyone is praising you indiscriminately!
"Haha, you guys are so complimentary, but the moment the master knocked the knife away from my hand just now, couldn't it be the internal power you mentioned?"
"I see that your strength is very strong. Even though you and I have been fighting for a long time, your expression doesn't change. Is this the result of your inner strength?"
"Hahaha... Not bad, not bad..."
Nangong Wenjian nodded, stroked his beautiful beard under his chin and explained,
"Internal strength is Qi! It is said that you can train your muscles, bones and skin externally, and you can train your breath internally. Only when the two complement each other can you achieve great achievements!"
"Little brother, if you want to go further on the road to martial arts, you still need to keep up with your internal strength as soon as possible, while you are still young!"
After hearing this, Nan Yanxi asked in confusion: "Thank you for your advice, sir, but I don't know if there is a book about this inner force? I'll buy it now!"
Everyone laughed when they heard it!
"Little brother, this internal power technique is the foundation of each sect. Where can I buy it?"
"Ah...this..." Nan Yanxi didn't know what to say for a moment.
It can be heard that the old man's words seem to be solicitous.
Li Youcai, who is best at observing words and expressions, saw Nangong Wenjian's thoughts.
He rolled his eyes and then said to Nangong Wenjian: "Master Nangong, I heard that your sect has a gentle mind and is not very harsh on age, but is it true?"
"That's natural. My Qinglian Mind Technique is as gentle as water, and there is no big age requirement! Anyone who is no more than twenty-five years old can practice it!"
Nangong Wenjian stroked his beautiful beard and said with some pride.
Li Youcai said hurriedly and at the right time: "Sect Master, in my humble opinion, you and Nan Shaoxia are so destined, and Nan Shaoxia has no disciples, why not let him worship under your sect?"
Nangong Wenjian was very satisfied with Li Youcai's performance.
He stroked his beard and said, "Of course that's great, but I don't know what you think, little brother?"
Nan Yanxi smiled secretly, this matter was exactly what he wanted.
He and Xiaoyan were alone, and those men in black were watching eagerly.
It would be great to have a powerful force like the Qinglian Sword Sect as a backer.
But there was a refusal on the face: "I am dependent on my little sister, and I really can't leave her!"
"Hahaha... It doesn't matter. I think this girl has amazing bones and must be a martial arts prodigy. I will accept her as well."
At this time, Nan Yanxi couldn't help but feel happy.
This is the effect I want.
Relying on the kindness of saving Nangong Ruoxue, Situ Yan was also brought into the Qinglian Sword Sect.
Even if something happens to her in the future, the little girl will at least have someone to rely on and will not beg again.
He immediately stood up and pulled Situ Yan to his side.
He bowed deeply towards Nangong Wenjian and said loudly: "In that case, I hope the master will not give up and accept the disciple's worship!"
After saying that, they both knelt down and bowed to Nangong Wenjian!
"Hahahaha...Okay! Good disciple! Get up, get up."
Nangong Wenjian was overjoyed and helped the two of them up!
"Oh, congratulations to Mr. Nangong on your new disciple! Congratulations!"
Seeing this, everyone toasted and congratulated one after another. Nangong Wenjian's face glowed red, and he accepted all comers!
Everyone exchanged glasses and the atmosphere reached a climax!
Soon, the banquet was over and it was time for everyone to set off.
Nangong Wenjian decided to take everyone back to Qinglian Mountain first, and he would slowly think of other things.
With Li Youcai and others reluctantly seeing each other off, the Qinglian Sword Sect and others left Jin'an County and walked towards Qinglian Mountain!
The old man took the lead, followed by Nan Yanxi, Nangong Ruoxue and others.
"Brother Nan... uh no... I have to call Junior Brother Xiao Nan now! Haha... come on, come on... call Senior Sister to come and listen!"
Nangong Ruoxue was very happy sitting on the horse, and said proudly to Nan Yanxi: "If you have any problems from now on, just come to Senior Sister, Senior Sister, I will settle everything for you!"
Nan Yanxi suddenly had a dark look on her face, and before she could speak, Nangong Wenjian in front spoke first.
"Xue'er, please don't be rude, Xi'er saved your life. She is older than you and has better martial arts skills than you!"
"Well, anyway, you haven't officially become a disciple yet. To make an exception for my father, you can call Xi'er senior brother from now on!"
"Ah?! Dad! How can this be done? This is not disturbing the seniority!"
Nangong Ruoxue suddenly became unhappy, and her little mouth suddenly turned into a pout.
"If there is no seniority, it's not my father who has the final say. That's it! When you can beat Xi'er one day, I will ask him to call you senior sister! Hahaha..."
After Nangong Wenjian finished speaking, he laughed and rode forward, ignoring her.
Nangong Ruoxue pouted her little mouth and muttered unhappily: "He is so good at fighting, yet he is so evil-minded, I can't beat him!"
This time it was finally Nan Yanxi who was proud and raised her eyebrows at Nangong Ruoxue.
Following her tone just now, she said: "Come on, come on, call me, senior brother, to come and listen?"
Nangong Ruoxue immediately refused, and the two started quarreling on the horse!
Situ Yan, who was happily eating melon next to her, suddenly brightened up and galloped her horse in the direction of Nangong Wenjian.
While chasing him, he shouted: "Master, master... I also saved my senior brother's life. Does that mean I can be his senior sister...?"
"Oh? Hahaha... Really? Talk to my teacher quickly..."
"It's a long story to say...then it depends on..."
"Hahaha……"
An old man and a young man were walking away from each other on horseback, and from time to time they could hear their intermittent laughter.
Only Nan Yanxi and Nangong Ruoxue were left messy in the wind!