Chapter 166: The First Class of Heavenly Characters, Cutting Chu
"Nong Yu, what's going on with that Chen Xiao? He's not a troublemaker, right?"
After the show ended, Ju Shuang asked Nong Yu about the farce just now. Sword Master Zhan Lu was not the man from Wei Zhuang, so how could he do it?
Nong Yu shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Chen Xiao has deduced that my husband is not dead, and thinks that everything in this world is designed by us, so he is trying to find an argument with his husband."
"He asked Lu Yan to reason?"
Ju Shuang doesn't quite understand this kind of brain circuit.
"Yes. Sister, do you remember how Zhuan Sunxun behaved in Master Xun's artistic world?"
After Nongyu's reminder, Ju Shuang also remembered that Zhuan Sunxun had misunderstood them at that time, and a deadly battle was almost about to break out.
"This Confucian person usually seems quite normal, why is he so careless?"
"It's not that they are indifferent, but they are from the same Confucian generation as my husband, and they probably have some obsessions."
Nong Yu couldn't help but lament that Lu Yan's influence was so strong that even if he hadn't been around for ten years, someone like Chen Xiao would still be thinking about him.
"By the way, how strong is Chen Xiao?"
"My strength is not inferior to that of Wei Zhuang. If Mr. Yan Lu hadn't arrived in time, I would have been unable to resist him."
"So strong."
Ju Shuang's willow eyebrows moved slightly, she looked sideways at Yan Lu who was walking with her and asked, "Mr. Yan Lu, what do you think?"
Yan Lu recalled the brief sword fight between himself and Chen Xiao, and commented: "Chen Xiao knew that his behavior today was rude, and he felt guilty but persisted, so his awe-inspiring spirit was not fully unleashed. From this point of view, he
His true strength may indeed be close to Guigu Zongheng."
After just one face-to-face encounter, Yan Lu noticed the shortcomings in Chen Xiao's mentality and used this to deduce Chen Xiao's true strength. How does it seem that you, Yan Lu, are better than Chen Xiao?
Ju Shuang couldn't help but wonder, "Mr. Yan Lu, at what stage is your strength now?"
Nongyu also became interested at this time. Yan Lu was her husband's only close friend. Not only did the people in the world not know his true strength, but they also didn't know it.
In the past twenty years, has Yan Lu ever tried his best?
"Oh, it's not like you two don't know about my martial arts characteristics. You can't just go and have a big fight with Wei Zhuang just to prove your own strength."
Yan Lu versus Wei Zhuang?
After thinking about that scene for a moment, Nong Yu and Ju Shuang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, if sir really goes, we will all be able to feast our eyes on it."
"There are so many swordsmen gathered here, it will be absolutely lively."
"I'm just joking, you two can't take it seriously."
Ju Shuang suddenly raised his hand, "Hey, I remembered another suitable opponent for you sir."
"Oh?" Yan Lu glanced slightly.
"Sister, who is it?"
"Mr. Qingxu of Taoist Tianzong."
"Qingxu, it's him." Nongyu recognized him. Ten years ago, she accompanied Lu Yan to watch the gods and men discussing swords. She had seen Qingxu's Xuanjie mind method, letting go of everything, being helpless and boundless.
If Qingxu faced Yan Lu...
Nong Yu suddenly couldn't help but laugh, "It's hard to imagine that it would be more appropriate for the two of them to sit and talk about each other. They can also play chess, but they can't compete in martial arts anyway."
"Tianzong's Qingxu..." Yan Lu thought about it carefully, and it took a while before he showed a look of surprise.
He has seen Qingxu's martial arts.
After the unification of the empire, Long Yuan Sword Master Feng Tu held another sword discussion conference to rearrange the sword manual.
Qingxu holds the famous sword Wanhesong. After losing to Xiaomeng, the new head of Tianzong, he no longer participates in the swordsmanship rankings.
Xiao Meng's Qiuli Sword replaced Wan Hesong, and the sword score ranked fifth.
Qingxu is a Wu Zheng person, and he is also a Wu Zheng person. Two Wu Zheng people compete in sword fighting...
"Well, if I have the chance, I will definitely ask Mr. Qingxu for advice."
"..."
"..."
The three of them talked and laughed like this, and walked leisurely back to the Qilin Association's stronghold.
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The anti-Qin alliance has been formed, and the morale of all parties is high and gearing up, waiting for Ying Zheng's third eastward inspection tour.
At this time in Xianyang, Taishan Fengchan was ready, and Yingzheng was about to set off.
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"Yan Le."
"My subordinate is here."
Inside the Luowen Headquarters base, Zhao Gao looked happy and strode like lightning. Yan Le, a trusted master, heard the call and immediately followed Zhao Gao.
"Hmph, Your Majesty specially brought the 18th Young Master with him on this eastward tour. Put down all the tasks at hand and let me protect the Young Master secretly."
"Yes, I will take your orders."
"The first-class Xuan Jian died at the hands of Wei Zhuang. Have you found a replacement during these days?"
"Sir, my strength is first-class, and I must be a two-handed swordsman. There are no qualified candidates in the net."
"Huh? There are no weaker two-handed swordsmen either."
"The word "kill" is far from enough to wield the Eight Swords of the King of Yue."
"Tsk~"
Zhao Gao pursed his red lips and sighed: "That's all, if there is no one in charge, there will be no one in charge. This can inspire those desperadoes."
"My lord is wise."
When the secret room belonging to Zhao Gao arrived, he stretched out his left hand, his internal energy surged, and slapped the mechanism on the left wall of the secret room with his palm.
Ka~long~
The copper door opened, Zhao Gao waved his sleeves and walked in proudly.
"Yan Le, how long have you been with me?"
When Yan Le heard this light question, he immediately stood up serious and straight, looked directly at Zhao Gao with piercing eyes, and replied loudly: "This subordinate's life is given by the Lord, and I have been following the Lord for twelve years."
"Twelve years, not bad. It took ten years to hone such strength. You are very talented."
"This is your cultivation, I am ashamed of myself."
"Haha~"
Zhao Gao chuckled and suddenly pulled out a unique sword from nowhere.
The sword body is slender and dark green in color. It is a single-edged sword with a thin barb-shaped blade attached to the tip.
As soon as the sword came out, the secret room seemed to become even more gloomy.
"Yan Le, this sword is what I left to you."
"grown ups?!"
Yan Le's eyes flashed with enthusiasm and excitement, "I would like to thank you for the reward."
"Take it. The name of this sword is, Gao Chu. It has the first-class Chinese name, Gao Chu."
Zhao Gao threw it casually, and the fierce sword immediately flew backwards. Yan Le, with quick eyes and quick hands, took it into his palm in an instant.
Phew~
The power of the sword was not concealed, and the dark green wind was rushing around in the secret room. It felt like a plague was spreading, and the ghostly aura penetrated the human bones.
Zhao Gao narrowed his small eyes and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay. Your strength really did not disappoint me."
Yan Le recovered from the excitement of getting the fierce sword, restrained his sword strength, and knelt down on one knee with the sword in hand, "This subordinate deserves to die for being rude to you."
"It doesn't matter. You are the best in the world now, so there is no need to kneel down to me. Otherwise, you won't be able to subjugate those murderous weapons."
"grown ups!"
Yan Le knelt on the ground and suddenly raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and then lowered his head heavily, "My lord is so kind, but this subordinate has been so grieved, so I can't repay you!"
"Hmm~"
Zhao Gao groaned and sat down, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrest of the seat, "Get up, go and call the Frightened Salamander and the Sun."
"yes."
Yan Le was ordered to leave, and Zhao Gao slowly leaned back on the seat, with an evil smile on his pale face.