"Why would a swordsman like Hen Tiandao want to teach you, a swordsman? I am a swordsman, but I was ignored. This is so unfair. If I had known, I would have worn a mask too! "
Xia He and Wang Yan walked side by side on the mountain path of Little Mirror Mountain. Xia He kept mumbling along the way. He was not happy with Hen Tiandao teaching Wang Yan. Wang Yan could not be bothered with him, but he was curious. He did not know Hen Tiandao, and rumor had it that Hen Tiandao did not have the habit of teaching others. Why would he teach him for no reason?
After thinking for a long time, Wang Yan still had no clue. At this time, he and Xia He had reached the top of the mountain. The pavilions and terraces were in front of them. Before Wang Yan could take a closer look at the layout of the Shujian Zhuang, a disciple of the Shujian Zhuang came with two handmaidens.
"Young swordsmen."
The disciple of the Shujian Zhuang was very polite. Even though he knew what Wang Yan and Xia He did for a living, he still addressed them as' young swordsmen '. Both of them were thick-skinned enough to return the greeting. The disciple then said, "The master has ordered that Young Swordsman Xia should stay at your original residence. As for your brother, he will stay in Huamei Garden."
Xia He frowned slightly. He was obviously surprised by this arrangement. He was about to say something when a handmaiden came forward and whispered something in Xia He's ear. Xia He then looked at Wang Yan and said, "You should settle down first. I will look for you after I finish my business."
This maidservant's actions could be said to be overstepping her authority, but from the beginning until the end, that disciple of the Sword Study Manor just lowered his head and acted as if he didn't see it. Such a strange scene caused Wang Yan to feel that it was difficult for the Sword Study Manor to wade into these muddy waters. However, since he'd already come here, Wang Yan didn't intend to leave just like that, so he followed the other maidservant and headed towards the south of the peak.
The peak of Little Mirror Mountain was not very big. At least, it was not as big as the Interlocking Peaks where the outer disciples of the Aojian Villa lived. Under the guidance of the handmaiden, Wang Yan bypassed the training field, crossed the Sword Purification Pool, and passed the Nine Palace Pavilion before arriving at Huamei Garden.
This garden was located at the southernmost part of the peak. It was secluded and not very big. Other than a two-storey building, there were only three rooms. Many flowers and plants were planted in the garden, attracting many birds. This added a natural elegance to the garden, but that was all.
"This Huamei Garden was originally the residence of the master's wife. However, because there were too many people participating in the marriage contest, the mountain could not accommodate them all. Thus, the mistress tidied up the garden for the young swordsmen to stay in. Even so, there are only three people arranged to stay in Huamei Garden by the master, including you. All of them are the ones that the master has high hopes of winning the marriage contest. "
After entering the garden, the handmaiden led Wang Yan to the room while introducing Huamei Garden to Wang Yan. Wang Yan had not expected that this place would be the residence of the fickle Yan Yu 'er. This was really unexpected. However, since two people had already moved into this garden before him, there should not be any tricks involved. However, Wang Yan was still a little worried. He turned to look at the exquisite two-storey building and said, "Thank you for your kindness, master and mistress, but I wonder who is living in that building now? It would not be good if I accidentally offend the master's family. "
"Don't worry, Young Master. The master's wife has moved out of Huamei Garden and has been living with the master in the Sword-flicking Tower recently. As for that building, Young Master Jiu is now living in it temporarily. "
The handmaiden's words sounded normal, but Wang Yan, who had been involved in the Shujian Zhuang incident, couldn't help but wonder if Yan Yu 'er was already being controlled by Linghu Qiu since she was living with Linghu Qiu. This Young Master Jiu should be her distant nephew, Fang Boao, who had an affair with Yan Yu 'er. If Yan Yu 'er was really being controlled, but Linghu Qiu allowed Fang Boao to live alone without any supervision, could it be that Linghu Qiu had already seen through Yan Yu' er's plan and wanted to observe who Fang Boao was secretly trying to rope in?
Wang Yan couldn't help but have a headache. He felt that this trip was a little abrupt. He had too little information, yet he had rashly gotten involved in such a mess. He didn't know what the consequences would be. However, for a swordsman, the temptation of a famous sword was too great. After all, a good sword that was suitable for oneself was like a second life for a swordsman. Even though Wang Yan was not considered a swordsman now, he would eventually embark on this path.
As he pondered this, the handmaiden had already led Wang Yan to the front of the wing room. However, before the handmaiden could lead Wang Yan into the room, the door of the wing room next to him suddenly opened, and a burly man with short hair and a green beard walked out. He glanced at Wang Yan and said, "Another one is here to die."
This burly man looked a little old. If it weren't for the fact that the participants of this martial arts competition couldn't be more than 30 years old, Wang Yan would probably have thought that this man was in his 40s. Perhaps this person had some ability. His tone was filled with arrogance and disdain.
Faced with this inexplicable provocation, Wang Yan more or less knew the reason. After all, the majority of the participants of this martial arts competition were here for the Millennium Stalactite Milk and Elemental Rest Grass. They were naturally competitors, especially those who could stay in Huamei Garden. Using words to disturb the opponent's heart was just a normal method. If he could intimidate the opponent with a few words, he would naturally have one less opponent.
However, how could such a method scare Wang Yan? He smiled faintly and said, "My sword is also merciless. Once it's unsheathed, it must see blood. Regardless of whether it's on or off the stage, it's the same!"
Tit for tat!
Wang Yan's words were filled with killing intent, and in the blink of an eye, he suppressed his aura. The burly man immediately turned his head to look at Wang Yan and shouted, "Brat, you're too arrogant!"
* Zeng! *
Wang Yan responded with the cry of his sword. Holding his sword in his hand, he shouted, "Let's see who's the real deal!"
Without a word, he drew his sword and slashed!
Previously, when Hen Tiandao had instructed a swordsman on how to draw his sword, Wang Yan had not understood it at all. However, he knew why he had come to the Shujian Zhuang. On one hand, it was because of the temptation of the famed sword, Falling Sand. On the other hand, it was because he had made successive breakthroughs. His heart was already at its peak, and he had long wanted to find someone to test his sword on. Previously, when facing Hen Tiandao, Wang Yan had dared to draw his sword. Now, the person in front of him was at the peak of the Meridian Opening Stage, and with his repeated provocations, how could Wang Yan not dare to draw his sword?
More importantly, the muddy waters of the Shujian Zhuang were getting deeper and deeper. Wang Yan knew that if he continued to act according to the plan he had with Xia He, it would be extremely dangerous. Therefore, he now had to find a way out of this mess.
Amidst the roar, Wang Yan's feet moved swiftly. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of several meters, and his sword pointed straight at the burly man. The man had never expected Wang Yan to attack as soon as he spoke, and his face was filled with shock. However, since this person was able to enter Huamei Garden, he was not a weakling. He immediately tapped his feet and retreated.
How could Wang Yan allow him to escape so easily? In the blink of an eye, his footwork changed, and he used the Stepping Sword Steps. Then, his body went straight forward, his long sword pointed forward, and like a meteor, his sword went straight into the middle of the burly man's head.
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