Cynanchum Chinense was only fourteen years old.
She was at the fifth realm of martial arts and could be considered an outstanding young person.
But outstanding was relative. Compared to Zhou Wenzi, who had already mastered his own unique skill and had the help of the Abandoned Sword Villa's Nine Dragons Shining Rampart and was about to break through the bottleneck, she was just a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.
So when Zhou Wenzi received the challenge, he was also stunned.
"Is there a mistake? Is it the other Junior Sister Chu? "
Zhou Wenzi asked Shen Baihe beside him. Before coming to the Abandoned Sword Villa, they were both listed as the Four Young Masters of the Wulin and were good friends. If it was Chu Xie 'er who issued the challenge, it might be more reliable. Although there was almost no precedent of winning against someone who was one realm higher, at least her strength was close to that of Cynanchum Chinense.
Shen Baihe's face had a trace of gloominess. He forced a smile and said, "It's probably a child who doesn't know her own strength. Brother Zhou, for the sake of Granny Lie Huo, you should go easy on her."
When the disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa challenged each other, there were no restrictions on life and death. If their strength was similar and they didn't give way to each other, the exchange between the brothers could develop into a life and death battle. It wasn't like this situation hadn't happened in the past. But Zhou Wenzi's martial arts realm was far higher than Cynanchum Chinense's, so he should be able to show mercy.
Zhou Wenzi said impatiently, "I'm at a critical moment in comprehending the Nine Dragons Shining Rampart. It's really meaningless."
He was too lazy to look back and only agreed to the time and place. His eyes were fixed on the pattern on the jade wall, unwilling to waste a moment.
Shen Baihe silently left. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. After hesitating for a moment, Shen Baihe finally couldn't hold back and went to the back of the mountain.
As he expected, Cynanchum Chinense was serving Shen Zhenyi to freshen up.
Shen Zhenyi changed into a new set of white robes and sat with his eyes closed. His expression was very calm.
Shen Baihe decided to get straight to the point. "Third Brother, did you ask Junior Sister Chu to challenge Zhou Wenzi?"
Shen Zhenyi was not surprised by his arrival at all. He opened his eyes calmly, his gaze pure and flawless. "I've been teaching her for three months. It's almost time to see the results."
Shen Baihe gritted his teeth. "Zhou Wenzi has been famous for many years and is only one step away from the seventh realm of martial arts. How could Junior Sister Chu possibly be his opponent? Don't play to the gallery! "
"So what?"
Shen Zhenyi was calm and unperturbed. "Won't we find out in the afternoon whether or not it's sensationalism? Why are you in such a hurry? "
He waved his hand and signaled for Cynanchum Chinense to push the wheelchair.
"You … where are you going?"
Shen Baihe was shocked. Cold sweat seeped out of his back. For the past year, Shen Zhenyi had been obediently staying at the back of the mountain. What was he up to now?
Shen Zhenyi glanced at him. "Can't you see that I'm going down the mountain?"
"Going down the mountain?" Shen Baihe's expression was even more gloomy. "Aren't you going to recuperate in the back of the mountain? Why do you suddenly want to go down the mountain? "
His tone also became serious. If he had wanted to play the role of a mature and steady big brother before, when he heard that Shen Zhenyi wanted to go down the mountain, he panicked and even took off his mask.
It was not easy to trap his peerless third brother in the back of the mountain. How could he give him a chance to go down the mountain?
Shen Zhenyi replied indifferently, "If I want to go down the mountain, of course I can go down the mountain."
"If Big Brother has the confidence to stop me, then you can do it."
The wheelchair brushed past Shen Baihe.
Shen Zhenyi's temple was no more than half a foot away from him.
As long as … he raised his hand, the short sword in Shen Baihe's sleeve would be able to pierce Shen Zhenyi's vital point.
His palm was burning, his heart was racing, and his mouth was dry and unbearable.
As long as he seized this opportunity … maybe …
His hand was already holding the hilt of the sword.
Shen Zhenyi smiled indifferently.
This moment seemed to be as long as a century. But Shen Baihe did not make a move. He slowly loosened his tight fingers and tucked them into his sleeves. His knuckles were already white from the lack of blood. It was obvious that he had exerted a lot of patience.
Cynanchum Chinense pushed Shen Zhenyi away.
She sighed, "I realized that your relationship with Big Brother is not very good."
Perhaps because they were in the same situation, Cynanchum Chinense previously felt that the relationship between Shen Zhenyi and the people in the mountain villa was a little strange. Today, after seeing Shen Baihe's performance, although she did not know the reason, she understood that the current situation was like fire and water.
"Every family has its own problems."
Shen Zhenyi did not take it to heart. To him, these were just small problems. If Shen Baihe dared to make a move just now, he would not hesitate to end this trouble. But this Big Brother was born like a tortoise. At this time, he could still endure.
"He doesn't want you to go down the mountain? Is he afraid that you will steal his limelight? "Cynanchum Chinense guessed.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at her, "Don't worry too much about other people. Think about your opponent. He has a lot of experience. You are too soft, you may not necessarily win. If you lose, your sister will not let you go. "
Cynanchum Chinense stuck out her tongue, "With The Third Prince teaching me, I will not lose."
She was full of confidence. The wheelchair creaked on the rugged mountain road and gradually moved away.
"By the way, The Third Prince, why didn't you bring your sword down the mountain?"
The Third Prince's sword was still inserted at the peak of the back mountain. Shen Zhenyi paid his last respects in the morning, and then bid farewell.
"I don't need a sword anymore."
Shen Zhenyi's expression was still indifferent, "My sword has been integrated into all things in the world."
"The mountain peak under my feet is my sword. The cold wind and snow in the air are also my sword. Even you, Miss Chu, are also my sword."
He repeated, "I don't need a sword anymore."
***
Abandoned Sword Villa had certain rules for challenges. Those who were ranked higher could not bully others and challenge those who were ranked lower than them. If they were defeated three times in a row in a month, they would lose the right to challenge others. If they were challenged more than ten times, they would have the right to refuse others' challenges.
Cynanchum Chinense and Zhou Wenzi did not meet these conditions.
Cynanchum Chinense's ranking was very low. Since she came to Abandoned Sword Villa, she had not challenged anyone.
Zhou Wenzi was too strong. During this period, except for a few people who were also in the Sixth Realm of Martial Arts who had sparred with him, no one dared to challenge him.
Therefore, he had to spare some time to meet this little junior sister in the Martial Arts Hall, whom he had never met before.
Zhou Wenzi's expression was very irritated. He wondered if it was because he had held back too much in the previous challenges, which made others feel that they had an opportunity to take advantage of him. Otherwise, he might as well seriously injure this little girl to teach her a lesson so that others would not follow suit.
Chu Xie'er was well-behaved and deliberately apologized to him. She said hypocritically, "Brother Zhou, my junior sister is young and immature. I apologize to you on her behalf."
Zhou Wenzi sneered, "Don't you want me to kill her?"
Everyone knew the rules of the Blazing Sun Prefecture. Cynanchum Chinense and Chu Xie'er were sisters in name, but in reality, they were irreconcilable enemies. Only when one of them was dead could the other be completely at ease. Zhou Wenzi knew that Chu Xie'er was ambitious and did not have a good impression of her.
Chu Xie'er was at a loss for words. Zhou Wenzi said proudly, "Don't worry. She recklessly disturbed my training, so I won't be polite to her. Others are afraid of your Blazing Sun Prefecture, but I am not. This time, even if she doesn't die, she will be seriously injured. In the future, she won't be able to catch up to you. "
Zhou Wenzi was ruthless and killed people like flies. His background was not the best, but his temperament was one of the reasons why he could be one of the Four Young Masters of the Wulin.
As for the Four Young Masters of the Wulin, they were suppressed by the Third Young Master Shen alone. In the end, he had no choice but to join the Abandoned Sword Villa. This was fate, not the fault of man.
Chu Xie'er was secretly happy. She did not say anything and obediently left.
As noon approached, more and more people gathered in the Hall of Martial Arts. Everyone might not be interested in the last ranked Cynanchum Chinense, but who wouldn't want to see the first ranked Zhou Wenzi fight?
"Brother Zhou obtained the Eleven Absolute Swords of Shangqing Palace. His swordsmanship is fast and absolute. I'm afraid he will be ruthless this time!"
"She's just a little girl, how can she be considered a beauty? She thinks she is infallible and challenged Brother Zhou. Serves her right! "
"I just hope she can withstand a few more moves, so we can see more exquisite swordsmanship."
Everyone discussed animatedly. They had no sympathy for Cynanchum Chinense, who provoked herself.
Zhou Wenzi listened to them and sneered.
Shen Baihe also hurried to the Hall of Martial Arts. When he saw the current scene, he wanted to say something but stopped.
Noon!
Sunlight poured down from the glazed tiles and shone through the skylight onto the Yin-Yang fish pattern in the center of the Hall of Martial Arts. Zhou Wenzi stood proudly in the center, looking dignified.
"It's time. Why isn't she here yet?"
"Could it be that she's afraid, so she's not coming?"
His voice was full of disdain. "If she's as timid as a mouse, then go home and find a man. Don't make a fool of yourself in the Abandoned Sword Villa!"
His voice shook the roof tiles and dust fell. Everyone roared with laughter.
At this moment, a shout came from outside the door.
"Who doesn't dare to come?"
A girl in red slowly pushed a wheelchair in.
Everyone exclaimed. Although they knew that the one who spoke was Cynanchum Chinense, they couldn't help but focus on the man in the wheelchair.
— — The Third Young Master Shen!
— — The peerless Third Young Master Shen!
Although his muscles and veins were all broken and he couldn't even walk on his own, no one could imitate his peerless temperament.
Why did the Third Young Master Shen come down the mountain today?
Could this little girl be the direct disciple of the Third Young Master Shen?
Zhou Wenzi's mouth and tongue were dry. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
At this time, no one cared about his loss of self-control.
When the Third Young Master Shen was present, no one would look at others.
Even if he didn't move, say a word, or do anything, he was still the main character.
As long as he was there, it would be his world.
Shen Zhenyi hadn't left the back mountain of the Abandoned Sword Villa for a whole year. Today, he reappeared. The martial arts world of the Nine Serenities was going to surge again.
Everyone had the same feeling in their hearts.
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