A young man dressed in black and holding a black sword was walking quickly through the street.
Seeing him approaching, the surrounding pedestrians gave way, folded their hands in front of their bodies, and respectfully watched him go away.
At this time, an unharmonious voice suddenly came from the crowd.
"What a grand display, man, as you should be!"
Hearing this voice, the man in black immediately turned his head and glared at the speaker.
"You're so skinny, why are you trying to trick me again?" the man in black said angrily.
The person who spoke was also dressed in black, but there was no black sword in his hand, and his hair turned out to be red.
After hearing the threat from the man in black, not only did he not have any fear, but he burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, senior brother, I'm obviously complimenting you, but how can I say it's an arrangement?"
The man in black shook his head and smiled bitterly. After pausing for a while, he said, "Man, that's the way it is! I can't bear this sentence."
"oh?"
The red-haired man opened his mouth slightly, and the surprise in his heart was evident.
Senior brother, who is usually proud and indifferent, why is he so humble today?
It's not like he has never used this sentence as a joke in the past. Senior brother would just laugh it off confidently and never explain it in words.
What's wrong with him now?
Not only was he so sensitive to this sentence, but he also went out of his way to explain it.
Why does he feel he can't bear it?
The red-haired man was full of doubts, and suddenly thought of a task his senior brother had recently accepted, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brother, is there something wrong with the mission?"
When the mission was mentioned, the man in black was silent for a while, nodded first, and then shook his head.
"What do you mean?" The red-haired man was a little confused.
"Mission failed."
The man in black sighed helplessly, and then said: "But the sword has been obtained."
"ah?"
The red-haired man looked at his senior brother in surprise, not knowing how to comfort him.
The difficulty of this task was not high. Everyone thought that it could be completed by just sending any disciple. Unexpectedly, the most powerful senior brother failed!
What the hell is going on?
"Senior brother, are the people from Lingxu Sword Sect also gone?"
The red-haired man thought for a long time, and finally only thought of this possibility.
"no."
The man in black smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I met a very powerful master. Let's talk about the specific process while we go back. I have to report to the elders later."
"good."
The red-haired man nodded curtly.
The man in black and the red-haired man walked side by side, and all the passers-by they met along the way gave way and then bowed and greeted them.
Soon, they came to a tall building.
This is a tall building nearly ten feet high, with carved dragons and painted roofs, and high eaves. There are long black swords stuck in the four corners of the tall building.
At the bottom of the tall building is a copper-clad wooden door with a golden plaque on the door.
Submission: Wuying Sword Sect, four big characters.
As soon as the two people approached, the door immediately opened and they were welcomed in.
A moment later, in the meeting hall of the Shadowless Sword Sect.
The meeting hall is very wide and there are many people inside.
An old man with white hair sat at the top, an old man with a goatee sat on the right, and the rest were middle-aged people lined up on both sides.
These people are all dressed in black, with black swords at their waists, and their attire looks exactly like the men in black.
The man in black and the red-haired man stood side by side in the middle, whispering something.
At this time, the old man sitting at the top gently stroked his beard with his left hand and suddenly asked: "You mean, you lost to a girl who was only eight years old?"
"Yes." The man in black lowered his head in embarrassment.
The red-haired man on the side also felt a little embarrassed and did not dare to look at his senior brother.
"Eight years old, you haven't reached the age set by Sword Ancestor to learn martial arts, right?" The goatee on the side also asked.
"Yes, the Sword Ancestor stipulates that a boy can only practice martial arts when he is twelve years old." A middle-aged man sitting below explained softly.
At this moment, another middle-aged man who was somewhat bald spoke up and said: "The world is getting worse! People in today's world are eager for quick success and instant benefits. In order to become famous earlier, they are not even willing to abide by the rules of the Sword Ancestor.
Already."
"You must become famous as early as possible! Although the rules of Sword Ancestor are good, they do not meet the requirements of today's people." The middle-aged man from before said again.
"Who said that? Practicing martial arts is extremely harmful to the body. Sword Ancestor also cares about the world, but those stupid people think it is harming them!"
When it comes to Sword Ancestor's rules, the bald man seems to be very excited and must refute it loudly.
However, judging from his appearance, I am afraid he is also a victim.
After all, among the more than ten people present, he was the only one who was middle-aged and bald...
"Okay!"
The white-haired old man at the head raised his hand to stop this meaningless argument.
He then asked the man in black: "You mentioned before that the little girl also uses a sword?"
"Yes, she used a wooden sword." The man in black replied honestly.
"Wooden sword?"
Everyone present was stunned.
A mere wooden sword can actually defeat you?
Where is your black sword?
Even though he possessed darkness, he actually lost to a warrior holding a wooden sword. This was simply an insult to the black sword!
"Where is your black sword?"
At this time, someone finally asked.
"If she doesn't confront me head-on, Black Sword has no chance." The man in black replied in a low voice.
"What about your sword moves? Did the sword-wielding brother of the Shadowless Sword Sect lose so easily?" Someone else asked sharply.
The man in black shook his head and said: "The Shadowless Sword seems to have no effect on her..."
In fact, it was not that it had no effect, but that the man in black never expected that Lu Xiaoyue could dispel the sword roar of the black sword so quickly.
Moreover, he also used the same method to counterattack him.
The sword roared in his body, and the man in black was unable to withstand any blow at that time.
Everyone present was not satisfied with the answer of the man in black. Some people wanted to ask more questions, but the white-haired old man at the head suddenly raised his hand.
"This matter is over here! Mingyan, you stay, others can leave first." The old man ordered calmly.
"yes."
Everyone responded respectfully, then stood up at the same time and left in an orderly manner.
When he walked outside the door, the balding middle-aged man suddenly grabbed a disciple next to him.
"Go and publicize this matter. Say that the sword-wielding brother of the Shadowless Sword Sect was defeated by an eight-year-old girl in Qingyue City and was completely humiliated!"
"Yes, Master!" the disciple replied respectfully.
The bald man smiled and added: "By the way, that little girl uses a wooden sword. You can give her a louder nickname."
"Well, let's call it wooden sword."
"Mu Jian Lu Xiaoyue, remember this name!"
"Yes." The disciple nodded vigorously.
Three days later, the name of the wooden sword spread throughout the capital.