A focused battle ended with the world's number one palm heir being defeated and eliminated. The audience did need some time to digest it.
Linghu Yun really appreciated Nie Xiujiang's attitude of accepting defeat. He smiled and cupped his hands, and jumped up. He deliberately suppressed Xianhe Yuncang's exquisite Qinggong movement and returned to Beiguan Tower first to spend the rest of the time with Shenlu Terrace.
All left to the losing opponent.
"That move you just made... cough, cough..." Ling Fuyao opened his mouth to ask Linghu Yunzhen, but when he heard Shi Qi almost speaking in unison with her, he quickly stopped talking, smiled rather embarrassedly, and said instead, "
Qimei, you ask first."
"Yeah." Shi Qi nodded slightly and said with a sweet smile, "I just want to ask Ah Zhen where he learned that trick just now. It was really amazing."
Linghu Yunzhen laughed loudly, with a lively and arrogant attitude. He leaned over and put his two thin lips almost on Shi Qi's face, "Good Qi, are you surprised or surprised?
"
Shi Qi covered her mouth with a smile and said angrily: "Go away, sister Ling will feel uncomfortable again later."
"Cough." Ling Fuyao covered her mouth uncomfortably and coughed, thinking to herself that you two masters and apprentices are neither old nor young, how can you use me as a shield?
Jing Tian'er spoke frankly, frowning and said, "Azhen, you can't get close to Sister Qi like that."
"Oh, I got carried away again." Linghu Yunzhen said jokingly and gently led him away.
Ling Fuyao asked anxiously because he was worried that Jing Tian'er might meet Linghu Yunzhen in the future, and it was impossible to find a way to crack Linghu Yunzhen's new sword move at the moment, so he wanted to find out first, if it was not Xianhe Yun
With Cang's swordsmanship, she was confident that she could bully Shi Qi.
"Young people are full of energy and can easily get carried away." Ling Fuyao became gentler for the first time and looked up at Linghu Yunzhen, "I just don't know whether Linghu's nephew is ecstatic because of his victory or because of the amazing power of his new sword move.
?”
"I have them all, haha." Linghu Yun was really bold and uninhibited, but he also respected the etiquette and did not dare to stare directly at Ling Fuyao. It was rare for the other party to show kindness at this time, so he took a serious look at it.
I thought to myself: Why does such a great beauty always have a straight face?
"Why, are you targeting me, your junior uncle, again?" Ling Fuyao smiled evilly as he hid the knife in his honey.
Linghu Yunzhen secretly said "Oh" and waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't dare, it's just that Master Ling is so good-looking, and my nephew is in ecstasy again and is delirium."
Ling Fuyao also knew that she was beautiful, but she rarely heard others praise her, and she forgot about it over time. Now when she heard Linghu Yun Zhen's unscrupulous words, he praised her so much that she blushed slightly and subconsciously turned her head to look.
Right hand direction.
"It's useless for you to praise me, I'm not a child." Ling Fuyao raised his almond-shaped eyes and stared at Linghu Yunzhen, "Let's go back to the sword moves. At first, I thought it was a new creation by Qimei after she improved her skills in the past few years.
, I’m a little curious, but even Qimei said she didn’t know.”
Jing Tian'er didn't know that Master was trying to catch Linghu Yunzhen, so she shouted, "You didn't create it yourself, did you? Like a little Taoist priest, I think it's possible."
Ling Fuyao smiled and said: "Silly girl, it's enough for you to ask if it's your own creation. Is it possible that you don't need to preset it?"
Jing Tianer couldn't react, "Master, are you saying it's impossible?"
"Haha." Linghu Yunzhen couldn't help but laugh and explained, "Sister Tian'er, what Master Ling means is that when you say 'it's possible', you subconsciously think it's possible. If I answer no,
It is suspected of refuting your face. The implication of Master Ling's words is actually to teach you that when talking to people, you should not force them into a situation where it is neither right nor wrong to say anything. "
Jing Tian'er muttered, with a painful and tangled look on her face, and deliberately cried: "Wuwu, you all talk in such roundabout ways, aren't you tired?"
Ling Fuyao laughed again, "You are confident now. When the master is gone one day..."
Ling Fuyao hummed, "I mean, when I'm not with you, where do you want to go?"
Linghu Yunzhen smiled and said, "Tian'er cares about you, Master Ling."
Ling Fuyao raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, you guys are in the same group, I can't speak against you."
Jing Tian'er laughed and said, "I never expected that Master would surrender!"
"Why do you want to be soft?" Ling Fuyao snorted, "I just mess around all day long. Look at Ah Zhen, he has created his own sword technique."
"Hey, I didn't say it was my own creation." Linghu Yun really didn't know that Ling Fuyao was trying to trick him, "Headmaster Ling, don't put a high hat on your nephew, he will be struck by lightning.
, I was the first to suffer."
Shi Qi kept laughing, laughing very happily. Hearing this, she asked: "Who taught you that?"
Linghu Yunzhen said mysteriously: "I'll tell you in the evening."
Jing Tianer frowned, "Why at night? Can't we say it now?"
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"Master." Nie Xiujiang returned to his seat in the Beiguan Tower and shouted with his head lowered.
Ren Fuchen kept watching from the viewing tower, looking at his disciple standing on the Shenlu Platform. The attitude of surrender was one thing, the desire to continue fighting was another, but the inability to move forward was another.
Things in front of you, objective things...
"It's okay, you will definitely be the best in the world in the future." Ren Fuchen stood up and patted his disciple on the shoulder, smiled slightly, "Let's go have a drink."
Nie Xiujiang turned around and glanced, "Aren't you going to watch Brother Gu fight?"
"I won't watch." Ren Fuchen replied resolutely, "If he has a chance to win the championship, won't we have to die here?"
Nie Xiujiang knew what his master meant. If he sat down and watched Gu Ming Zhanwu send his salary, if he won, he would still have to watch the next games due to the loss of face.
After leaving Shenlu Terrace, the master and apprentice did not go to a wine shop to drink, but instead wandered leisurely on Tongtuo Street.
Nie Xiujiang breathed in the still morning air, thinking about the excitement in the Shenlu Terrace, and felt a little sad for no reason, "Master, I am ranked seventh on the unparalleled list, and the odds are one and eight-tenths."
Ren Fuchen heard that his disciple was about to cry, and said with a smile: "Why, do you want to tell Master that you are unwilling?"
Nie Xiujiang nodded.
Ren Fuchen smiled and said: "If we only look at the unparalleled rankings, the person who eliminated you is ranked third. You should laugh three times."
Nie Xiujiang actually smiled, a little shyly, then coughed, covered it up, then turned to frown again, and said quietly: "Master, after drinking, shall we leave Luoyang?"
Ren Fushen said: "Why do you want to leave Luoyang?"
Nie Xiujiang said: "Then why don't you watch Brother Gu's duel?"
Ren Fuchen said: "Why should we watch his duel?"
Nie Xiujiang said: "It's a rare opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"
"Okay." Ren Fushen said, "I won't let you see it."
Nie Xiujiang sighed, "Master, why are you doing this?"
Ren Fuchen said: "There are too many things. You think it would be a pity to miss them, but you will eventually look down on them. From today on, I will only teach you one thing."
Nie Xiujiang frowned and said, "What is it?"
Ren Fushen said: "Don't be obsessed with external things."