A Genius in a Second Remember to Go Away? Novel Network, to provide you with exciting novel reading.
Yu Wenfeng was determined to challenge Yue Cangqiong. As he spoke, he took a heavy step forward. At the same time, his sword energy followed his steps and a long snake-like crack appeared on the wooden floor, heading straight for Yue Cangqiong.
Yue Cangqiong gently put down his wine cup. His body did not move but he was like a mountain in front of him. The crack that reached his body split into two and dodged to the sides. Yue Cangqiong sighed, "There is no need to fight. There is always a higher sky and a higher sword. Before the Godly Sword, I have already lowered my head." Although he was admitting defeat, Yue Cangqiong's face was calm and unashamed.
On the contrary, Yu Wenfeng's face darkened, "You have improved a lot over the years. Don't you want to test your own improvement? You should know that in this big world, there are only a few people who can test your limit except for me! "
Yue Cangqiong said, "Although I don't know where my limit is, I know that my limit is definitely below yours. The Sword God is pursuing the Supreme Way of the Sword. You should not look down and place your bets on me, the loser."
Yu Wenfeng said coldly, "The path of the sword is full of ups and downs. Who can always win? Is one failure enough to extinguish your morale? "
Yue Cangqiong laughed at himself, "The winner is king and the loser is the thief. The Sword of the Emperor can withstand one failure but not one failure after another. I will not fight without any chance of winning. I will leave this battle for now. When there is a chance of winning, I will personally go to the Heavenly Sword Peak to learn from you."
Yu Wenfeng remained silent but his sword intent kept rising as if he was trying to force out Yue Cangqiong's battle intent. "Zhi — Zhi —" The invisible sword intent turned into a tangible sword aura. Sword marks appeared out of nowhere and spread out with Yu Wenfeng as the center.
Ying Feiyang and the other three were sandwiched in the middle as if they were caught in a storm. However, each of them had different ways to deal with it. Xie Lingyan turned from stillness and moved with light steps. As if she had turned into water, she went with the flow and melted into Yu Wenfeng's sword intent.
Ming Ye, on the other hand, was as firm as a rock in the water, unmoving. Although he felt the sword aura penetrating into his bones and marrow, he did not avoid it. Not only did he take the attack head-on, he even shielded the weaker Miao Miao behind him.
On the other hand, Ying Feiyang's eyes were clear and his aura was sharp. His sword intent also spread out. Although he was far from being able to contend against Yu Wen Feng, he was like a ship in the raging waves. Although he appeared and disappeared in the raging waves, he still raised his sails and sailed in the opposite direction to resist the might of heaven. Yue Cang Qiong was not moved by Yu Wenfeng's sword will, but he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and was eager to compete with him.
At this moment, a fifth young man arrived.
"Amitabha!" Accompanied by a clear and melodious Buddhist chant, an elegant figure slowly walked up the stairs while the atmosphere was tense.
As soon as this person appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. The tense atmosphere actually lightened. Everyone thought in their hearts, "There's actually such a handsome person in this world!"
The person's cheeks were as smooth as jade and his eyebrows were like flying green feathers. Under his eyebrows, there was a pair of clear black and white eyes that were like a painting, looking around with affection. His smile was like the flowers blooming and the moon shining brightly. The entire Luoyang Restaurant also lit up for no reason. Xie Lingyan and Miao Miao were both proud of their looks, but at this moment, they also felt ashamed of their inferiority.
Seeing this smile, Ying Feiyang could not help but blush and his heart palpitated. Then, with a sudden jolt, he gave himself a hard slap in the face in his heart. He thought to himself, Are you crazy? Why are you acting like a fool in front of a man!? Moreover, he's a monk! "
That's right, although the person's facial features were so handsome that he did not look like a man, his body was well-proportioned, his body was slender, and his shiny bald head clearly showed that he was a young monk.
Although the monk was bald, he did not look ugly at all. Instead, it added a kind of radiant and holy splendor to his face that was like a woman's, like a Bodhisattva that walked out of a mural. As soon as he appeared, the murderous sword will in the scene was diluted. His feet moved forward at a moderate speed, but his body was like the void, like the air, allowing the sword will to come and go as it pleased. In an instant, he had already arrived at the center of the top floor.
Yue Cang Qiong raised his sharp eyebrows and said, "So it's Master Shisuchu."
Hearing this name, Xie Lingyan softly said, "Oh?" and said, "No wonder", obviously she had heard of this name.
Shisuchu put his palms together and smiled pleasantly, "Sword Sovereign, you must be joking. I'm young and inexperienced, how can I be called a master."
"It's true that you're young, but not necessarily inexperienced. Master Shisuchu has a profound understanding of Buddhism. Three years ago, when he was still a child, he opened an altar and preached at the Buddhist Heart Monastery. His words were like heavenly flowers falling from the sky, and all the monks of the Buddhist lineage were impressed. Although I'm just listening, my body and mind feel clean. I wonder why Master is here today? "
Shisuchu smiled and said, "I'm ashamed to say this, I heard that someone invited me here, so I shamelessly wanted to ask for a favor, but I didn't expect the guest to be Sword Sovereign."
Then, he turned to Yu Wenfeng and said, "As sharp as a sword, as outstanding as a god, are you Sword God Yu Wenfeng? I've long heard of your name, and now that I've met you today, I realize that you're even better than the rumors. However, this high-rise bustling city is not a place for sword practice. I'm afraid that this kind of hostility will disturb the common people, I hope Sword God can understand. "
Yu Wenfeng was silent and unmoved.
Shisuchu sighed and said, "When I came up, I happened to meet Lady Gongsun, she asked me to bring you a message." The monk cleared his throat and said, "I can't afford to pay for the house in Luoyang Tower, if you dare to demolish the tower again, I'll deduct your debt to them." Shisuchu's voice was also neutral, it was exceptionally pleasant to listen to, accompanied by that enchanting face, although he was just passing a message, he had fully imitated First Madam Gongsun's charm.
When Yu Wenfeng heard this, his stiff face showed a touch of emotion, the sword will around him retreated like the tide, and he turned back into a dull old man, looking for a seat without saying a word.
Seeing this, Yue Cang Qiong could not help but smile and said, "The god of the sword is also driven by it, in my opinion, the best swordsman in the world should be changed to First Madam Gongsun."
Ying Feiyang could not help but be amazed, he had heard a little about the story of Yu Wenfeng and First Madam Gongsun. First Madam Gongsun's dance could topple a city, her song could penetrate the mysteries of heaven, and Yu Wenfeng was crazy about swordsmanship, naturally he was attracted by her sword dance, seeing it as an opportunity for him to break through. However, First Madam Gongsun was famous, every time she performed, there would be a sea of audience, it was hard to get a seat, Yu Wenfeng was short of money, he could not afford to pay such a high fee, in order not to miss her performance, he sold himself to the Twelve Lanes of Red Pavilion, became a servant, and was treated as a lowly servant by others, in exchange for a chance to watch First Madam Gongsun's sword dance from a close distance. He had been a servant for dozens of years, other than the break every year, he rarely had a day of freedom.
Dancers and singers were already people of the lower nine classes, and being a servant of these singers was even worse. People with knowledge felt that he was dedicated to swordsmanship, and was infatuated with swordsmanship. But more ignorant people saw him as a joke, a dignified Sword God was actually obsessed with women, sullied his name, and mixed with a dancer, what a joke.
Although he had heard about this from Qing Ku, but after seeing it with his own eyes, Ying Feiyang still found it hard to get used to it. At this moment, a magnetic female voice came from downstairs, it was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly. "Sword Emperor is too kind, he is a wretch, the more he can't get, the more he clings to you. From my point of view, Sword Emperor allowed him to fight too easily, otherwise, he would probably listen to you now, only asking for a chance to discuss swordsmanship with you." Her tone was filled with hatred, resentment, and anger, but it was also like the cadence of a song, it was very pleasant to the ears.
Yue Cangqiong heard the voice and said loudly, "Lady Gongsun, since you are here, why not come upstairs and have a chat?
But First Madame Gongsun tactfully declined, "Forget it, you people are talking about swordsmanship, how can I have a say in it?"
"Lady Gongsun's swordsmanship moves everywhere, you can be said to be the first person to enter the path of Dao through dance, I should be happy to be able to discuss swordsmanship with you, Lady Gongsun."
First Madame Gongsun chuckled, "Ha, to me, swordsmanship is just an instrument for dancing, used to entertain people, it is very different from the swordsmanship that you all use to kill. Different professions are like different mountains, I am afraid there is no common ground. I shall not disturb you anymore, Yu Wenfeng, I grant you half a day off, just don't forget to return to the Red Tower. "As she spoke, her voice went further and further away, she had actually left.
But Xie Lingyan leaned forward and asked with a little grievance, "We only wanted to have a meal, it seems like we should not disturb you, Senior, may I ask if we can leave now?" These two great swordsmen were at each other's throats just a moment ago, although they had temporarily calmed down, but sitting together with them still made one's heart palpitate.
"Senior Martial Sister, do you know what you are rejecting?" Before Xie Lingyan's voice died away, Ying Feiyang was the first to widen her eyes, looking like she could not believe what she just heard.
Yue Cangqiong laughed, "You little girl, I just said, although your talent is not bad, you lack the dedication to swordsmanship, do you think they have the intention to leave?"
Needless to say, Ying Feiyang did not say a word, Ming Ye also did not say a word, he found a seat and sat down, Miao Miao was a little less assertive, but she also sat next to Ming Ye. Seeing this, Xie Lingyan gritted her teeth, put on her usual fearless attitude, and said, "Hmph, you said you are going to set up a banquet, but I did not see you serve the dishes, if you want me to stay, Senior Sword Emperor must not be stingy!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
