The sky is getting brighter, and the rising sun is still covered by a thin layer of clouds. The sky is foggy, but the number of guests in the small teahouse is gradually increasing. Every time someone comes, they will turn their heads and look at the young and middle-aged people sitting next to them.
, looking at the silence between the two of them, it felt strange.
Ye Liuyun was very patient. He didn't drink tea. He just sat quietly and waited, feeling like "please start your performance."
Xia Shang looked at the sky, feeling that he couldn't afford to spend time with him, and whispered: "Senior, you don't want me to show you my sword moves, do you?"
"Otherwise?" Ye Liuyun responded coldly.
"To be honest, I only learned the first of the eighty-one sword moves."
Ye Liuyun's eyes flashed, and he was about to slap the table and stand up, but was stunned when he heard Xia Shang's next words.
"Learning one move doesn't mean you can't remember the entire set of sword techniques."
"What do you mean?"
Xia Shang tapped his forehead: "I have a good memory and can remember the moves, but I am not very qualified and cannot learn them. You must know that remembering the moves and learning the moves are two different things."
Ye Liuyun seemed to realize something, and asked in surprise: "Don't lie to me, is there such a strange thing in this world?"
Xia Shang chuckled: "I thought the senior was a veteran in the world of martial arts. It seems he knows very little about the affairs of the martial arts world."
"What do you mean by this?"
"Senior, do you know that there once appeared in this world a strange woman named Wang Yuyan? This woman does not know martial arts, but she has the secrets of martial arts in the world. When others practice martial arts, she gives guidance from the side. She is very powerful."
"Wang Yuyan? Ye has never heard of this person."
"Well...it doesn't matter if you know or not. As long as you understand the principles, I don't know the eighty-one sword moves, but I can give you some pointers."
"Really?" Ye Liuyun glanced at Xia Shang suspiciously, "Okay, look at my chopsticks."
While speaking, Ye Liuyun took out a chopstick from the table, made a few quick gestures left and right in front of Xia Shang, and then asked: "Which number among the eighty-one do you think my move is?"
Xia Shang didn't even think about it: "Three final moves on the seventh route."
Ye Liuyun nodded and made a few more gestures.
"This is Route 13."
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"Twenty-one Road."
…
"Ninth Road."
After trying several times in a row, the suspicion in Ye Liuyun's eyes gradually turned into horror, and Xia Shang actually got all the answers correct.
Seeing Ye Liuyun's expression, Xia Shang's face turned bright: "How? Do you believe it now?"
Ye Liuyun did not speak, but fell into silence.
At this time, a group of people suddenly came over. They were all dressed up, men and women, uniformly dressed, and they were all young people.
Xia Shang looked at these attires and recognized them as people from Liuyun Sect. The leader among them looked very familiar. He was Ye Liuyun's son, Ye Xiaoyun.
Ye Xiaoyun once competed with Xia Shang for the position of the owner of Hero Village, so whoever slipped down had an impression of him. But the other party did not look at Xia Shang, and respectfully clasped his fists at Ye Liuyun, and was about to speak.
Ye Liuyun suddenly raised his hand to stop everyone from talking. Instead, he looked at Xia Shang and lowered his voice: "Tell me, what do you want Ye to help you with?"
Ye Xiaoyun was an important part of Xia Shang's idea, and it was a perfect coincidence that he came here at this time.
Xia Shang looked at Ye Xiaoyun, who also looked at Xia Shang and seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Then, Xia Shang took out something, which was a dog-head mask: "I have nothing to help you with. I just want to give you something as a gift. I hope you can accept it."
Ye Xiaoyun was confused and was stunned when he heard this.
Seeing that Xia Shang was so young but on an equal footing with his father, he didn't dare to have any contempt. When he heard that Xia Shang was giving him something, he felt bright in his face. But he was a member of the new generation of the world, so he didn't know that this guy was a loser.
What is the mask? Just as he was about to thank him for taking it to take a look, Ye Liuyun next to him unexpectedly glared and pressed down on the dog-head mask on the table.
Ye Xiaoyun had never seen his father's expression like this before, and couldn't help but wonder: "Father..."
"You all, stand down!"
"Father, it's getting late. The martial arts conference..."
"Everyone, stand down!"
Ye Liuyun gave a low drink, which frightened everyone and quickly retreated outside the tea house, not daring to move.
Ye Liuyun is a martial arts idiot who doesn't like to inquire deeply about people and things. He doesn't know anything about Xia Shang. He only knows that he is the successor of Sword Master Lu Lisheng who values him. As for why he is valued, he doesn't care. Even Xia Shang
He was secretly asked to rescue people, but he didn't care who the person was. It wasn't until he saw the dog-head mask that he suddenly realized that this kid was probably related to the Metropolitan Procuratorate!
Even if he didn't care about world affairs, the words "Duchayuan" still carried some weight, and Ye Liuyun had to be vigilant.
"Are you from the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"
Xia Shang nodded: "Senior, you don't know my identity just now, do you?"
Ye Liuyun's expression was gloomy: "This bitch...who are you from the fugitive pursuit department?!"
"I'm not chasing fugitives."
"You're not chasing the fugitive, so why do you dare to take out the dog-head mask?"
Xia Shang smiled: "It seems that senior still doesn't fully understand."
Having said that, Xia Shang calmly took down the card that killed him!
When Ye Liuyun saw the tiger's head pattern on Xia Shang's waist badge, he couldn't help but stood up in surprise. As a master, he almost leaked his true energy in an instant, causing a gust of evil wind around him.
The disciples who were watching were all confused and curious about what the sect leader saw and why he behaved like this.
After a while, Ye Liuyun recovered from the shock. He also realized that he had lost his composure and sat down again with a sneer: "Humen No. 1 turned out to be the head of the Twelve Divisions that could shock the entire world. No wonder he has the power.
Arbitrarily appointing anyone in the Twelve Divisions. Ye is blind to Taishan, which really makes the first master laugh. But with the age and status of the master together, it is really impossible not to shock people."
"Senior, you are going too far. This junior believes that a so-called title is not enough to make a master take it seriously."
Ye Liuyun was noncommittal, smiled, and then lowered his voice: "Why do you like Quan Zi!"
"Senior, you should understand that what this junior values is you and the entire Liuyun Sect."
"Hahaha... That's ridiculous. Do you think you can exchange the entire Liuyun Sect for a few sword skills?"
"Others can't, but seniors can."
Ye Liuyun's eyes turned cold, like a sword light piercing Xia Shang's eyes.
Xia Shang showed no expression, took a sip, and tapped the table comfortably: "Senior is a martial arts idiot! There is no martial arts idiot who does not pursue a higher realm. What's more, you just lost miserably to Fairy Shuiyue, you must have this in your heart
Very unhappy. How can a person like you pass a chance to improve your martial arts?"
Ye Liuyun glanced at the confused disciples.
Xia Shang added: "Besides, wearing this mask does not mean that your precious son will die. On the contrary, it may represent supreme rights. Your child has been at ease under your umbrella for too long. What do you want in the future?"
Dominating one side requires a change of environment. And you know how the Metropolitan Procuratorate is doing now. There is no danger as you imagined, and you have the ability to regret it. How about it? Do you want to consider it?" (To be continued)