Ning Feiyang had put away the Yangtian Sword and was sitting on a chair, drinking tea leisurely.
Dugu Yisheng and the two people around him had words written all over their faces.
"At the sword meeting, there is a showdown between male and female, and the signature is Ning Feiyang."
Every word is quite domineering, like a flying dragon and a flying phoenix, with sword intent flying everywhere.
Ning Feiyang is a master of calligraphy. Even if he writes with Yangtian Sword, it is a pleasure for laymen to appreciate it, let alone experts.
"You, you actually carved words on our faces?" Dugu Yisheng said.
"What's the matter, you think I haven't written enough, and you want to write more?" Ning Feiyang said lightly, "I'm not boasting. If you put these few words up for auction, you'll get a start."
The Ning family members started laughing.
"Go quickly, don't worry, the money from the sale will be enough for you to live in your old age."
"Yes, you think your swordsmanship is great, but you are not enough in front of our boss."
"It's useless to claim that you are ranked in the top 30 in swordsmanship. It's just rubbish."
The humiliation I had just suffered was all released at this moment.
Dugu Yisheng and his party of three were very depressed. They wanted to argue with Ning Feiyang, but they didn't have the qualifications to challenge him.
If I continue to stay here, not only my face, but my entire body will be engraved with words.
Flee in panic.
They soon arrived at the temporary base camp.
Boom!
Several people were walking in a hurry. Along the way, they always felt that someone was chasing them from behind, and they kept looking back.
When they arrived at home, their nerves relaxed, they tripped over a chair and all three of them fell to the ground.
"How is it appropriate to be in a panic?" In the main seat of the room, a young man closed his eyes and was sitting in meditation. He said very dissatisfiedly, "Did you accomplish what you were asked to do?"
"Master, our letter has been delivered, but things... seem to be messed up." Dugu Yisheng said with a sad face.
"If it's done, it's done. If it's broken, it's broken. What seems to be messed up? Can you speak with some logic?" The young man was a little angry and suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes fell on the faces of the three people, and his heart trembled when he saw that they were covered with blood stains.
"Who did this?" The young man was none other than the master of the three of them, Dugu Zhenbo.
"It's that Ning Feiyang. He carved words on our faces and said it was a reply to you. Master, you must avenge us."
"Yes, this is simply an insult to you."
Several people burst into tears.
Dugu Zhenbo gritted his teeth, picked up the water on the table, and rushed it into the faces of the three of them.
When the wound touched the water, it started to hurt again.
Dugu Zhenbo didn't care so much, and then he saw the words above, which were simply provocative.
"It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable." Dugu Zhenbo said in a deep voice, "You losers, I usually teach you in vain, but you slip up at the critical moment. Is your swordsmanship not as good as his?"
"Master, that guy's swordsmanship is really powerful. We are no match for him." Dugu Yisheng shook his head and said.
Dugu Zhenbo slammed the table and said: "Bastard, from his handwriting, I can tell that his swordsmanship is ranked fifty in Jiangnan at best, which is far from yours."
"You have clearly understood the trick I just taught you yesterday to seek defeat. Didn't you use it?"
"I...I..." Dugu Yisheng hesitated.
"As long as you use that move, you will definitely not be at a disadvantage in the swordsmanship duel. Now I will punish you by using this move a hundred times." Dugu Zhenbo cursed.
Dugu Yisheng could only accept his orders.
However, when he picked up the sword and prepared to be punished, he found that no matter how hard he tried or what posture he took, he could not release the sword energy.
"Bastard, didn't you already meet yesterday? Why can't you do it now?" Dugu Zhenbo yelled.
Dugu Yisheng tried again and again, but it still didn't work. He shook his head and said, "Master, it doesn't work. I can't even use my ordinary sword moves. What's going on? What's going on?"
The other two people involuntarily pictured Ning Feiyang's appearance in their minds.
The two of them also tried it, and the result was the same.
The dignified Dugu Zhenbo's disciples, especially Dugu Yisheng, were ranked in the top thirty, but all of them were unable to use swords.
"What did that guy do to you?" Dugu Zhenbo also realized something was wrong.
"Except for carving, I didn't do anything." Dugu Yisheng replied truthfully.
Dugu Zhenbo took a breath, was silent for a long time, looked into the distance, and then said: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that this guy's attainments in swordsmanship are far from fifty or thirty."
"Then...how high can he be ranked?" Dugu Yisheng said.
"About tenth on the Jiangnan Swordsman List." Dugu Zhenbo sighed before replying.
Tenth place?
Hearing this, Dugu Yisheng and the other three took a deep breath.
As swordsmen, they knew the value of the Jiangnan Swordsman Ranking. The top 100 masters were all made through fighting.
The top fifty are considered the masters among the masters.
As for the top thirty or twenty, if you want to advance one place, the difficulty is as high as climbing to the sky.
To say that the top ten is simply out of reach, even in their dreams, they would not dare to dream of the top ten.
What I didn't expect was that I actually met the top ten masters.
"Master, the three of us should be thankful that we are back alive?" Dugu Yisheng asked.
"In his eyes, you are just a microphone. His sword energy has been wiped out by him, and you will never have the opportunity to practice swords again." Dugu Zhenbo said.
The three of them, Dugu Yisheng, were very sad, but they were not as strong as others. This was obvious, and there was nothing they could do about it.
In the eyes of the top ten, being able to serve as a microphone is already a supreme honor.
"Don't worry, when the sword meeting begins, I will kill him in front of everyone to avenge you and earn back your face." Dugu Zhenbo was full of fighting spirit.
He wanted to declare in front of everyone that if he offended him, Dugu Zhenbo, there would be only one outcome, and that was: death!
Ah sneeze!
Ning Feiyang sneezed.
"Boss, I really didn't expect that your swordsmanship is so powerful. You are simply an all-around talent." Shan Xiaofei gave a thumbs up.
"Of course, the boss is always almighty." Chen Cenxi said with a smile.
Mr. Ning frowned and said, "I just asked someone to check, and Dugu Zhenbo is indeed not simple. This is his information, which has been shared with the family group. Take a look."
The Jiangnan Swordsman ranking is second, and the first is his master.
A quasi-celestial master.
I once killed two low-level awakened people of the heavenly level.
Founded the Swordsmen's Association and held meetings every three months...
A series of titles and honors burst into everyone's sight. Seeing these, one can't help but tremble.
Everyone was surprised.
"Boss, why do I feel that we have stung a hornet's nest?" Shan Xiaofei swallowed. (To be continued)