This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 380
The Sword Tasting Conference is approaching, and people from all walks of life are taking advantage of this time to make like-minded friends, or find a few competitors of similar level to compete and earn some fame for themselves.

The big factions will also contact each other, or make friends, or form alliances, or exchange news, or secretly talk about some topics about the court, and scold Jin Yiwei by the way.

This is how grand gatherings in Jianghu are. To put it bluntly, this is a microcosm of the royal family.

The kind of chivalrous hero who goes around all day long, brings a group of confidante friends to eat, drink and have fun, lays down a few territories today, wipes out a group of villains tomorrow, and is chic every day, only exists in calligraphy and painting.

After all, as long as a chivalrous man is still alive in this world and fails to break out of the Three Realms and Five Elements, he must eat, drink, live, and live like a person.

A pure chivalrous man only exists in fantasy, and it is a strange shape that separates responsibility and power. The closest to the concept of a pure chivalrous man may be Liang Benlang.

Even the old gang leader who is unrestrained in the rivers and lakes has such a big drag behind the beggar gang. It looks like he has high martial arts skills and a high status, but he is actually on the same level. The gang worships him like a god on weekdays. In terms of things, he is not as effective as an elder.

It seems that the clouds are calm and the wind is calm and carefree, but in the end, he was tired by the general situation and died unexpectedly because of the beggar gang.

The Jianghu is not as beautiful as the literati described, so Yongle, who still had some fantasies about the Jianghu, immediately lost interest after seeing this familiar scene.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. In her imagination, this gathering of various factions in the world was supernatural and unremarkable. Those heroes and masters should be born and extraordinary like immortals, but now it is like this .

What she had seen and heard about the Five Sacred Mountains Conference had half shattered her Jianghu dreams, but now the mundane scene of the Sword Ranking Conference completely shattered her fantasy.

All kinds of poems in Beijing will appreciate flowers, and the children of the aristocratic families compete for literary talent, but now the sword tasting competitions in the Jianghu are compared for martial arts, but fortunately, fist-to-flesh fights are always those who moan without illness. Take a look.

So in the days that followed, Yongle followed Shang Luo, wherever there was excitement to watch, they would go there.

Lu Hanjiang didn't hang out with them, he arranged several people to sneak into Jianjian Villa at the same time, tossing up and down for various purposes, and now he is a very busy person.

It was the day before the Sword Tasting Conference, at this time basically all the quacks who had been invited had arrived, and the Zhuangzi was full of people, from this brother to that hero, from the whole family, it was very lively.

Shang Luo took Yongle out early in the morning, and today there is another Jianghu competition to watch.

One of the most important bases for ranking seniority in Jianghu is whether they can show outstanding achievements. The reason why the Sword Tasting Conference is so popular among Jianghu guests is because it produces all kinds of high-quality weapons.

The second is that if you want to take away the weapons of Zhujian Villa, you must have corresponding martial arts. This is also the best platform to be famous in the Jianghu.

Today's competition was widely expected by the audience, and there were disciples from the big faction. When Shang Luo and Yong Le rushed to the square in front of Wangjian Tower, there was already a sea of ​​people.

"Hengshan faction, Hu Qianzhong, please advise."

Hu Qianzhong, who lived in seclusion and had been silent in the sect for more than a year, finally waited for a suitable time to come back out of the arena. At this moment, he is full of vigor, as if he has regained the demeanor of the great disciple of Hengshan.

At the beginning, he was defeated by Yue Lifeng of the Xiaoyao faction in Southern Shaolin, and later he was despised for sneak attacking the opponent while taking advantage of the chaos. What's even more embarrassing was that he failed in the sneak attack and was kicked unconscious by others.

Looking back afterwards, Hu Qianzhong was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide several times, but it was a pity that he had been sent back to the Hengshan School in despair by his fellow disciples. Suicide was nothing more than a laughing stock.

So he learned from the pain and began to practice martial arts hard. After experiencing the Five Sacred Mountains Conference, his martial arts and xinxing went further.

His embarrassing incidents more than a year ago are not so popular in the arena now. The timing of Hu Qianzhong's election is just right. If he can become famous in one battle, he can wash away the shame of the past.

His opponent is a well-known man, the only surviving inheritor of Hongchen swordsmanship, the descendant of Hongchen Ke, A Lan.

Hu Qianzhong looked at the girl holding two swords in front of her, and gradually gained confidence in her heart.

Originally, his plan was to abuse some of his fellow disciples who knew everything about him, to be on the safe side, and to finally accomplish his goal of returning to the arena.

But after discovering Alan, Hu Qianzhong changed his mind. This girl's fame was completely dependent on her father and the worldly swordsmanship. Anyway, he had never heard of a heroine who was good at wielding two swords.

It can be seen from this that the other party should have just entered the rivers and lakes not long ago. Hu Qianzhong has no doubts about his identity, and there is a guarantee from Zhujian Villa that there will be no mistakes.

After a few days of observation, he has a rough judgment on the descendants of this Hongchen guest. He swings around with two swords ostentatiously every day.

Familiar scenes, familiar opponents, before making a move, Hu Qianzhong's impression of A Lan has been extremely bad, he made up his mind to defeat the opponent fiercely, and then stepped on the name of Hongchen swordsmanship and became famous in the world.

Hu Qianzhong stared at Alan, but there was no response from the other party for a long time. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said coldly: "Girl, why didn't you report your name."

A Lan flipped his wrist and held a sword flower. After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "Your Excellency put down the ring to invite me to compete. Isn't there a lot of luck?"

".Ah!"

A Lan's question reminded Hu Qianzhong of some bad memories. He immediately snorted coldly, took off the jade pendant around his waist, and showed it to the other party: "If the girl wins this competition, I will give this jade to the girl."

After finishing speaking, he threw the jade to the Hengshan disciples who were guarding the audience, and everyone applauded as it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Alan's eyes are bright, and there is a smile on her mouth. She traveled the rivers and lakes, and ran from Miaojiang to Huashan and then to Beidi in a year. The money left to her by the three senior brothers has long since bottomed out. , should be able to be a lot of silver.

"Then I would like to thank Shaoxia Hu. My name is Alan. I have no family or sect. Please."

Holding the red sword in his right hand, Ah Lan lifted it up slightly, as a gesture towards Hu Qianzhong. In the eyes of the other party, this scene seemed provocative, and he immediately drew his sword to attack.

"The girl seems to have a sure chance of winning. If that's the case, then I will not be polite!"

Hu Qianzhong not only attacked first, but also rushed to attack. When the voice fell, his sword was already approaching Alan. For the Jianghu where men are generally strong and women are weak, such an approach is obviously out of style.

But he didn't care about so much, Hu Qianzhong only wanted one victory in his heart at the moment.

Hu Qianzhong attached his true energy to the sword, and immediately cut out a phantom blade hanging front. This is the signature sword of Hengshan swordsmanship, and it vividly expounds the essence of its "cunning".

As a disciple of Taoist Master Tianfeng, Hu Qianzhong has also practiced this style of swordsmanship hard. When he faced Yue Lifeng, he was defeated so quickly that he didn't have time to use it.

This time, he was seeking stability, and the first move was a lore. The swirling sword energy refracted the light, confusing everyone's vision, and presenting a strange scene on the high platform.

But Hu Qianzhong hid in it, circled behind Ah Lan with light work, and then stabbed out with a sharp sword.

Got it!
Surprise flashed in Hu Qianzhong's eyes, and his breath was stagnant, only to hear a crisp sound of ding, Alan held the green sword behind his backhand, and blocked the sword like a prophet.

"how come."

Hu Qianzhong stared, shocked, and then saw A Lan sweeping the red sword with his right hand, and his phantom formation of sword energy was instantly crushed by the more powerful sword energy.

"Is it over? Then it's my turn."

Alan's relaxed words immediately made Hu Qianzhong feel extremely threatened. He quickly pulled back, only to see the flying catkin-like sword aura following closely behind him. He lost everyone's eyes.

Hearing a series of crisp sounds of gold and iron intersecting, the sword in Hu Qianzhong's hand trembled wildly, and finally broke in two amidst a scream of surprise.

(End of this chapter)