Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 185

On the sword stage, there was silence.

Everyone under the Sword Discussion Stage was in an uproar.

At least [-]% to [-]% of the snow mountain disciples who were watching couldn't accept this result.

Ye Hongchen has a great reputation. Although he is a disciple of the sixth generation, even the disciples of the fifth generation, and even the elders of the He generation dare not underestimate him.

He didn't expect that, just a face-to-face meeting, the defeat was humiliating, the loss was miserable, and the whole process seemed inexplicable.

No one thought there was anything subtle about Yan Xi's swordsmanship, but the inexplicable jump that slapped Ye Hongchen on the face was purely coincidental and not a real skill.

Many people were discussing whether Ye Hongchen had any scruples and deliberately lost to the little patriarch!

A few young female disciples jumped onto the Sword Discourse Arena, hurriedly carried Ye Hongchen down, and everyone gave Yan Xi an angry and resentful look. Although they didn't say anything, Yan Xi felt To the coldness of the world.

He thought to himself: "Is this guy so popular?"

"Did I act a little rough just now? This person should be more beautiful, which meets the definition of beauty, strength and misery."

A strange smile appeared on Lian Yun's face, he gave a drink, and shouted: "In the ice and snow jade tablet, there is a magic circle, which can save your life in a critical moment. Disciple of the sword, you can do whatever you want, and you don't need to tie your hands and feet."

The area of ​​the Sword Discussion Arena is large enough to accommodate more than a hundred people to compete in sword fighting. Soon there were several people who challenged, but the target was not Yan Xi. Disciples of all generations had goals. Four or five pairs of fights appeared on the Sword Discussion Arena at the same time The sword man was very lively for a while.

Yan Xi put away the wooden sword and stepped aside. He didn't know anyone well and wanted to challenge, but he didn't know who to pick, so he could only be a spectator for the time being.

Yan Xi retreated to the edge of the Sword Discourse Arena, watched seven or eight fights in a row, and saw many flaws in the swordsmanship newly learned from the Xueshan School's sect rules, and his understanding of swordsmanship deepened.

Yan Xi took a can of Coke and was about to relax when he heard a somewhat cold voice saying, "Little Patriarch, this disciple also wants to ask for advice."

Yan Xi looked up, but she was a girl with a pretty face full of coldness, but she deliberately embroidered a red plum on the hem of her clothes.

Yan Xi smiled and said, "Who are you?"

The girl said coldly: "Sixth generation disciple Lian Hongyao!"

Yan Xi heard the sound familiar, and secretly shouted: "I just met Yu Qingyu, and then I met Lian Hongyao. The couple have a bad temper!"

Lian Hongyao flashed his long sword, posed a pose, and said, "Brother Ye Hongchen missed for a while, and happened to lose. This disciple is not convinced, and wants to get his reputation back."

As soon as Yan Xi thought about it, he understood: "A woman licks a dog!"

What does Ye Hongchen's defeat have to do with Lian Hongyao?She insisted on recovering Ye Hongchen's reputation, nine times out of ten, she just admired him but didn't know how to do it.

People like Yan Xi who have been hanging out on the Internet for many years can see through this kind of small thinking, and he said with a smile without saying anything: "Okay!"

He still stabbed the wooden sword straight into the air, watched Lian Hongyao block with the horizontal sword, and the wooden sword flipped over, exactly the same as when he defeated Ye Hongchen, but instead of hitting the girl on the face, he turned sideways and slapped her on the back of the head, hitting her on the spot. fainted.

Swordsmanship is like the skills of NBA superstars.

No technique is a secret. Some people can even disassemble each technique. The practice is generally the same, not too much difference. But on the court, people use it and score points. If you come out, you can't score.

Yan Xi delved into the Xueshan sect's rules and understood the secret of this kind of swordsmanship change. Even if he used it ten times, he believed that the opponent would not be able to crack it.

This trick seems simple, but it contains extremely profound truth.

Lian Yun was on the snow lotus, seeing Yan Xi used this sword again, he couldn't help feeling weird, there was a protective formation on the jade plate, if they were in danger, they would protect these disciples, but Yan Xi was unlucky The strength is extremely light, it only hurts people, but it will not seriously injure at all. The formation method contained in the ice and snow jade tablet cannot be activated at all in the face of such a slight injury.

Lian Yun is the eldest disciple of the Lingxiao sect and the top figure of the three generations of the Xueshan sect. He also understood the secrets of the sect rules, and thought: "Little master just started to learn the sect rules? I don't know which one he learned !"

Several female disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect came up in a hurry and carried Lian Hongyao down. They looked at Yan Xi in a different way, which seemed to be a mixture of disgust and surprise.

Before Yan Xi could catch his breath, another seven or eight people came up to challenge him in succession, and all of them knocked him to the ground with a wooden sword.

Ye Hongchen is worthy of being the number one swordsman among the six generations of disciples, and Lian Hongyao is also capable, but the challengers behind him are not very good.

Yan Xi won with ease.

As it was getting late, Lian Yun stepped on the snow lotus and shouted: "Disciples, please examine the jade cards in your hands. The number of victories exceeds ten, and the number of losses is less than three. You can continue to discuss swords tomorrow. The rest, please do it tomorrow." Watch from the wall."

Yan Xi hurriedly took a look, the jade card in his hand had just won more than ten games, as for the record of defeat, it was none, and thought: "Tomorrow we can talk about swords."

Several disciples, after checking the jade cards, saw that the number of victories was not enough, they still refused to leave the arena, looking for people to compete with each other, even Yun Yun refused to chase them away.

Instead, a strange light flew out from the sleeve, illuminating the entire Sword Discourse Arena.

Sword fighting at night has a special flavor.

Yan Xi thought for a while and said to Mrs. Huang: "Let's go back first and come back tomorrow!"

Mrs. Huang nodded, took a bag out of the big front door, carefully lit it, sucked it hard, let out the smoke, took another bag, and sucked again...

After half a pack of cigarettes was exhausted, he controlled the smoke and took Yan Xi into the air slowly.

Those who are fighting swords, seeing this little ancestor so lively, some people can't help but look at it a few more times, so they are distracted, and the opponent seizes the opportunity, so that they are defeated miserably.

Yan Xi went back to Nayun Hall, saw the teacher Nayun old man was setting a chess game by himself, walked over, and asked, "Master, why don't you find someone to play chess with? What's the point of being alone?"

Old man Nayun sighed and said, "In Jingsha City, no one is willing to play chess with me!"

"If not, why would I have such a good relationship with Zhui Yunsou? These days, there are not many young people who are willing to spend time with an old man!"

Yan Xi thought for a while, and felt a little miserable, and said;
"Otherwise, I will play chess with the teacher."

Old man Nayun hesitated for a moment, then said quietly, "Can you play Go?"

Yan Xi said sincerely: "No!"

Nayun old man said angrily: "Then why do you play chess with me?"

"I don't play with stinky chess baskets."

Yan Xi thought in his heart: "I still despise my poor chess skills. Next time, I will get an Alpha Dog and kill this old man's vigor. Let him know what despair is on the chessboard."

Yan Xi was about to go back to have a rest when the old man Nayun called out, "Smoke! Teacher is out of smoke!"

Mrs. Huang hastily took out half of the big front door, took a look at old man Yun, and said disdainfully: "Don't want such a cheap product!"

(End of this chapter)