It was only now that Li Yijie was able to carefully examine the situation in the hall. It was still dark all around, only a few oil lamps were lit in the corners. The flames flickered on and off, casting shadows on the walls that stretched and shrank. When faced with such a situation, even the most ordinary things seemed like the tentacles of the underworld. Rather than calling this hall a palace, it was more appropriate to call it a huge tomb that was sleeping underground. The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, causing one's imagination to run wild. It felt as if there was some monster hidden in the boundless darkness.
Nangong Xue was a girl, after all. She was afraid and couldn't help but lean closer to Li Yijie. She didn't care that she was still angry with Li Yijie just now. In this critical moment, she subconsciously relied on her senior martial brother, her childhood sweetheart.
This place was too quiet. Li Yijie's thoughts were wild and unconstrained, and it didn't take long for him to think of a crooked path. "Xueer lacks battle experience. That formation just now was so strange that even I couldn't react in time. How could she break it so easily without thinking? If she had someone to give her pointers before … "
Nangong Xue's teeth chattered. "Senior martial brother, why … is there no one else here?"
Li Yijie heard her clear voice and was dazed for a moment. He thought he had misjudged her. On the other hand, it was also very satisfying to have a girl rely on him. So he shook his head and shook off his suspicions. Pretending to be cheerful, he said, "It's good that there's no one here. It means that although we were the last to join, we were the first to arrive. This is a sure win against that guy Lu Qian. Haha, when the Alliance Master makes a move, it's really extraordinary! " In the hall, they couldn't hear the sounds of weapons clashing outside. Presumably, the Hierarch liked silence, so he applied a special material to the walls to isolate the noise.
Nangong Xue only found it funny. She had never heard anyone use the word "extraordinary" to praise her. But when she thought about how he said that he would definitely win against Lu Qian, it was just the thrill of victory after the two martial artists exchanged pointers, and not because he wanted to marry her as his wife. She even made a not-so-exaggerated guess. She didn't even think about rejoicing that he helped her reject Lu Qian. She could only feel waves of grief surging up. She coldly said, "That's right. Senior Martial Brother, your martial arts are superior. These people are no match for you …"
Li Yijie wasn't good at guessing women's thoughts, so he didn't hear her tone. Ever since he was young, he loved martial arts. The happiest thing was to hear others praise his martial arts. Xueer Shimei taught him the most moves. Sometimes even if he defeated her by one or half a style, she would start from the beginning. First she would talk about the mutual promotion and restraint of martial arts, and then she would combine it with the sword moves he used, and help him find out which move had a flaw, which move would leave the door wide open, allowing the enemy to seize the opportunity to attack. She would also talk in detail about which style he used, which sword move he used, how the enemy would dodge, and how they would counterattack. Her explanations were clear and logical, and often he was left speechless.
At first Li Yijie thought that she was long-winded, but as time passed, perhaps because he listened attentively once or twice, he immediately told her that even his Shifu wasn't as clear and easy to understand as she was. Nangong Xue's heart was filled with cotton wool because of these words. She was so happy that she felt like she was floating on the clouds. And Li Yijie's impression of her was that it wasn't easy to get a word of praise from her. That was why he was so happy today.
Nangong Xue saw Li Yijie's happy expression, but her mood became even worse. She knew that he didn't hear the slightest bit of her worries, and was only immersed in his self-satisfaction. She sighed and pulled the sword she used to fight the enemy about an inch or so out of its scabbard, and handed it to Li Yijie. With a serious expression she said, "Shixiong, this is only the first battle. The disciples guarding the gate are usually not very clever. We don't know what kind of formidable opponents we will face later. You … take this sword."
When one's martial arts attainment reached a profound level, even a blade of grass or a tree could be used as a weapon. If one could wield a sharp sword, one's defensive power would be increased exponentially. Therefore, martial art masters would often run around looking for a suitable weapon. The more famous a person was, the more they would have to consider whether or not they should match their weapon. If the weapon's appearance was too bad, it would only lower their value if they were seen by the enemy.
Originally, Li Yijie also had a heartfelt love for swords. Seeing a chivalrous man roaming the Jianghu with a luxurious weapon on his back, roaming around everywhere, doing chivalrous deeds, how could the word 'dashing' be enough to describe him? He didn't know if it was because of his bad luck that he didn't have the opportunity to obtain a good sword. But right now, he didn't have the slightest bit of happiness. It was as if he had a strong hostility toward this sword, or as if he had seen it somewhere before, and it was only a few days ago.
Of course, he wouldn't have many chances to see such a famous sword. He pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to him. He angrily raised his arm and waved it away, saying, "I remember now. This sword was … was given to you by An Yesun! This is called … called … "Nangong Xue said," The Cry of the Dragon of Cangquan. "Seeing his reaction, her heart sank.
Li Yijie said, "That's right. Something like the Cry of the Dragon of Cangquan or the Cry of the Snake of the Black Pool. Take it away! Take it away! I don't know how to use it. Don't dirty me! "Nangong Xue was also angered by him. She said," Why are you yelling at me? Do you have to hate the house and its crow so much? Shixiong, you are the Wulin Alliance Leader. You must be broad-minded and responsible. How can you be so childish? "
Li Yijie laughed coldly and said, "Good, you're right. I hate the house and its crow. I don't want to see anything related to him! That's the keepsake he gave you, and you gave it to me. What's going on? Oh, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten. An Yesun loves to call people childish, as if he's the only mature person in the world. Now you've learned it too? You're a fast learner, aren't you? "
Nangong Xue was so angry that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her upper body was rocking back and forth with laughter. She forced herself to hold her stomach and said, "Shixiong, you … I … you're really amazing. You can make groundless accusations sound so reasonable. This sword doesn't belong to him. It's a treasured sword passed down from generation to generation in the Yellow Mountain Sect. At that time, Martial Uncle Liu was the one holding it. Why are you still making a scene? "
Hearing this, Li Yijie became even angrier. He said, "An Yesun, this kid, dressed up like a decent person and acted like a noble young master. Turns out he's also this poor. He wanted to do you a favor, but he didn't do it properly. He snatched other people's things and gave them to you. Is my Shimei that poor? And you were willing to accept it. You're really something. What's the big deal about giving you stolen goods? Why didn't he give you his own sword? "Nangong Xue said," He … he doesn't use a sword. "
Li Yijie let out a strange laugh and walked away. Although this was the truth, to him, it sounded like he was mocking himself. He sneered and walked around in circles with his hands behind his back. Nangong Xue stood to the side. Several times she wanted to call out to him, but when the words reached her mouth, she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to find an opportunity to tell him about the explosives buried under the throne. Then they could discuss it in private and come up with an idea. But looking at him right now, it wasn't a good time to talk.
The two of them were in a deadlock. Suddenly, they heard a series of bangs. One by one, corpses were wrapped in long whips and thrown into the hall. They were already dead. Nangong Xue followed the sound and saw Lu Qian standing alone in the middle of a group of Sacrifice Shadow disciples. His face had a ferocious smile, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of killing. At first glance, he looked even more like a Devil Sect disciple than a Devil Sect disciple.
Lu Qian moved his body and brandished his long whip. He pointed to the east and struck to the west with ease. Every move he made was aimed at a vital point. The whip was imbued with immense internal energy. Most of the people who were hit had their muscles and bones broken. They vomited blood and died. He wasn't as merciful as Li Yijie and Nangong Xue. What he cared about was not the actual process, but the final result. He didn't care if others gave in or not. Since he could kill to establish his power, he obviously wouldn't let this opportunity slip away from his hands. His killing methods were extremely cruel.
Li Yijie was angry with Nangong Xue, but he was especially tolerant of external things. Seeing this scene, he couldn't bear it. But he thought that the people he killed were all Devil Sect disciples. As the Alliance Leader, he couldn't possibly help the enemy. A few years ago, when he worked under Yun Er, he was misunderstood as a Manchurian Qing lackey. His words were unbearable, and he didn't want to bring trouble to himself at this critical juncture. He watched as Lu Qian finished using a set of whip techniques and slaughtered a bloody path. He walked into the hall with his head held high and chest puffed out. He waved his hand behind him, and a group of disciples followed him.
Li Yijie braced himself and called out, "Brother Lu Xian, your skills are very good." Lu Qian laughed aloud and said, "You flatter me, you flatter me. Brother Li is respected as the Alliance Leader, I'm sure your skills won't be too bad. Ay, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for so long, my skills are really a bit rusty. By the way, let me tell you, I don't need other people's help. I only need one person and one whip to get rid of all these troublemakers. "
When Li Yijie heard 'your skills won't be too bad', the implication was that his martial art skill was inferior to Lu Qian's. He was a bit unhappy and said, "It's not that you're amazing when you kill all the enemies, but …" He pointed toward the Hanluo Gate and said, "Being able to seal their acupoints in an instant without delay and knock them out one by one is considered brilliant. In other words, being the 'Number One in the World' is not a skill, but knowing how to cooperate with others is a real hero. "Toward the end, even he himself felt that his words were twisting words and forcing logic.
Lu Qian chuckled and said, "Right, right. But let's make things clear first. I, the Ol 'Lu, want to experience Brother Li's martial art skill, not Brother's eloquence. This martial art skill is not a competition of the number of people killed, but rather a competition of speed. Very well then, I win. "
When Li Yijie heard Lu Qian's first few sentences, he was still nodding his head in agreement, but when he heard Lu Qian proudly say 'I win', he felt it was absurd. He said, "Brother Lu, how can you lie with your eyes open? What do you mean 'you win'? "
Lu Qian said, "Taking care of these evil people of the Devil Cult, whoever is slower wins. A competition of speed, this is the rule we agreed on beforehand. Do you have any objections? " Li Yijie had never expected that Lu Qian would shamelessly say 'compete of speed'. He anxiously said, "Earlier we only agreed on a competition of speed, but we didn't agree on whether the winner would be faster or slower …"
Lu Qian laughed evilly and said, "That's right. Who told you not to agree on it beforehand? Brother Li, don't be discouraged. This is called suffering once and learning to be obedient. Later on you can also trick other people like this. Alright, Xueer Shimei is my wife. We husband and wife love each other very much. In the future you'd better not disturb her. Although our relationship is close, for the sake of Xueer's innocence, we cannot avoid the suspicion between men and women. "
Li Yijie tried his best to remain calm. The matter of being husband and wife was obviously not true, but if he kept talking nonsense all day long, it would not be good for Nangong Xue's reputation. He had to convince Lu Qian wholeheartedly. He said, "I can admit that I lost to you in the martial arts competition, but I never agreed to use Xueer as the wager. Your words alone cannot be taken into account." Lu Qian laughed coldly and said, "We already clapped our hands to seal our vows. At that time, you didn't personally cancel the bet. If you go back on your word after the bet, then you're going back on your word and disrespecting the gods." Li Yijie angrily said, "Clearly you were the one who cheated …"
Nangong Xue knew that martial arts attainment was the most important thing to the people of Jianghu. In order to protect her, Li Yijie was willing to admit defeat to Lu Qian. After all, he still had her in his heart. Nangong Xue was touched, but she didn't understand why every time An Yesun was mentioned, he would slander her in every possible way.
Lu Qian laughed coldly and said, "Alliance Head Li, in Jianghu, we are all people with status and position. We can't just go back on our words in the blink of an eye, can we? If it's the privilege of Wulin's Alliance Head to go back on your word after losing a competition, then I have nothing to say. But I want to show all the heroes of the world what kind of despicable person their Alliance Head is. Let's see if anyone is willing to listen to you. Alliance Head Li, I don't know if you've heard of this phrase before. If I say I'm willing to bet, you should say … "
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