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Chapter 86 Next! (Second update)
woohoo~~~
The breeze created wrinkles on Yingyue Lake, and also brought up a black robe outside Shi Jiantang.

Shi Jiantang is paved with white stone floor tiles, and the edge is the lakeshore. At this time, all the guests within a radius of ten feet retreated, only Ye Jingtang stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back.

The setting sun was slanting to the west, and the beautiful Yingyue Lake was already full of people, half of them were disciples of the Zhou family, and half of them were nephews and nephews who came to celebrate his birthday.

Most of the well-known figures who had been sitting in the Shi Jian Hall came out, chatting in low voices, waiting for the start of this turmoil.

The silent and solemn atmosphere slowly turned the Zhou family disciples who were originally angry or full of confidence into nervous, and kept looking at Chaolu Mountain behind them.

Ye Jingtang was wearing a bamboo hat, standing in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, his mind was not on the current ring, but looking at Shi Jiantang behind the crowd.

Just now, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that there was a familiar figure at the window, sizing him up in Shi Jiantang.

But when he looked over, the figure disappeared in the window, and he couldn't see who it was.

Ye Jingtang didn't know many people, and the only person he had seen was Xuanyuan Hongzhi in front of the door. He could feel this way, because there must be acquaintances in the hall.

But at this moment, with all the attention, it was really difficult for him to go in and have a look, so he could only suppress his thoughts and wait quietly for the Zhou family to arrive.

"I'm coming……"

"Brother Jian, long time no see."

"Mr. Xuanyuan is polite..."

……

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, there was a little noise from the lakeside.

Ye Jingtang turned around and saw that Zhou Huaili was smiling, saying hello to the waiting Jianghu friends, and walking towards Shi Jiantang.

Behind Zhou Huaili, followed by two young men.

A man in his early twenties, dressed in a brocade robe, looks handsome, and at a glance, he can tell he comes from a noble family.

The other has a face of 25, holding a black scabbard long sword in his hand, smiling peacefully, greeting friends along the way, with the air of a quack.

Soon, Zhou Huaili came to the main entrance of Shi Jiantang, raised his hand and introduced:
"These two are my eldest disciple Jian Yuhua and my second son Zhou Ying. You are all familiar with it. It is the first time that my nephew shows up, and you all don't know the details. I am afraid that my nephew has a good idea of ​​the depth of Yuhua. For the sake of fairness , let Zhou Ying play first, and give my nephew a warm hand, does my nephew have any objections?"

Zhou Huaili's approach is equivalent to letting Zhou Ying test the waters and showing Jian Yuhua his opponent's background.

This move is also considered to be in compliance with the rules. People from the rivers and lakes who don't know the depths of the rivers and lakes come to the door and kick the hall. "If you want to see the real Buddha, first pass the door god" is the etiquette.

However, Zhou Ying herself is the most talented child of the Zhou family. Although her strength is not as good as Jian Yuhua's, she is considered a leader among the younger generation. Zhou Huaili's move is suspected of "two against one".

Everyone by the lake looked at the young master of Honghualou with different eyes.

Ye Jingtang's response was also quite straightforward: "I don't mind if Master Zhou asks them to go up together."

"Oh……"

The famous Jianghu in front of the hall felt that this Ye Silang was a little too crazy, so he frowned secretly.

Zhou Huaili's face was slightly cold, and he didn't say any more, but tilted his head to indicate.

Although Zhou Ying is not as good as senior brother Jian Yuhua, she is still the current leader of the Zhou family. Seeing that Honghualou is so defiant, she pulls out her sword and holds it upside down in her hand, and walks down the steps:

"I hope Brother Ye's hands are better than his mouth."

Ye Jingtang didn't speak, and only raised his right hand.

Chen Yuanqing, who was standing under the round platform, saw this and threw an eyebrow-level stick into Ye Jingtang's hands.

From the window in the hall, Zheyunli, who was observing secretly, was baffled by this:

"Didn't Honghualou use big guns? How could you give me an eyebrow-level stick? This made Ye...how did Ye Silang fight?"

Luo Ning was not in the mood to pay attention to the arena at all, her eyes flickered, and she explained casually:
"Long spears often exceed eight feet, and they are naturally [-]% stronger than short soldiers. At the same level, a single-handed spear is a narrow escape. Before becoming famous, the old gun leader competed with others. In order not to bully others, he likes to use eyebrow-level sticks instead."

"Oh……"

Everyone in front of the hall was talking about it, and they were also talking about it.

Zhou Ying sensed Ye Jingtang's contempt, held a sword and said coldly:

"Are you sure you don't need a gun?"

After Ye Jingtang held the ground with one hand, he held a stick in his right hand and pointed at the ground obliquely:

"It's unnecessary to hit you."

"..."

call--

The breeze swept across the lake, and the outside of Shi Jiantang became silent, with a slightly more gunpowder smell.

Zhou Ying's eyes were rather displeased, but she didn't overdo it. Holding the sword in a stance, she unhurriedly pressed down on Ye Jingtang.

Step, step, step...

His stature seemed unhurried, but his speed was getting faster and faster, and soon he was three feet in front of Ye Jingtang.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang had not taken up his posture yet, Zhou Ying's footsteps swayed, and his body slid to the right rather strangely. The three-foot sharp knife in his hand pierced Ye Jingtang's armpit with lightning speed.

Sa——

A cold light flashed outside Shi Jiantang, and the cry of the piercing sword resounded!

Zhou Ying's move is extremely tricky, if he reacts slowly, he will be swayed by the false move, and thus he will be slow to return to the attack.

Ye Jingtang hadn't put down his stick yet, and in the eyes of the famous Jianghu in front of the hall, it was completely courting death.

But soon, everyone's eyes turned into surprise!
stomping on...

When a sword struck, Ye Jingtang retreated at the same time, his body was unhurried, avoiding the edge of the sword just right, and the eyebrow-level stick in his hand slid back until he held the end of the stick with one hand.

thump~
Stick to the ground.

As expected, Zhou Ying was born in a famous family, and his knowledge is far beyond that of a young man in the Jianghu. Seeing this scene, he secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately withdrew his sword and retreated.

Unfortunately, it's too late!
Ouch—

Outside Shi Jian Hall, there was a sudden explosion!
Ye Jingtang's robes shook violently, his waist and abdomen tensed up from the ground, and he held a stick with one hand as if he was smashing Huashan Mountain with all his strength, and slashed forward blatantly!
call--

A little sand and dust on the ground of Baishi was instantly lifted up at this moment, and even many quacks standing outside Shijian Hall were blown away by the strong wind.

When everyone in front of the hall saw this scene, their eyelids jumped suddenly.

Zhou Ying never expected the opponent's explosive power to be so powerful, and before he could take half a step back, the powerful eyebrow-level stick had already reached the top of his head, so he had to hastily raise his sword horizontally.

clang--

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing!

The sword carefully crafted by Shuiyun Jiantan turned into noodles under the heavy stick, and it didn't have the slightest blocking effect. The sword and the stick hit his chest together.

bang——

Amidst the muffled sound, Zhou Ying's robe and chest were shattered immediately, and the bent sword hit the flesh on the chest, pressing the bleeding groove in an instant, and a blood mist was shaken out!
"cough--"

Under the heavy blow, Zhou Ying directly hit the ground with his sword, let out a muffled cough, the ground shook, and the lake water under the stage was rippling.

wow~~
After the blow, the wind in Shi Jiantang stopped suddenly, leaving only a wave of water slowly spreading towards the center of the lake!

Ye Jingtang held an eyebrow-aligning stick with one hand, and tapped Zhou Ying's throat, which was about to turn up:
"Am I hard with my hands, or hard with my mouth?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhou Ying's robe on his chest was dyed blood red in an instant, and he let out a few muffled coughs when his throat was held down, and he dropped his sword and raised his hand.

jingle--

He bent the sword and bounced it on the ground a few times.

Ye Jingtang snorted lightly, raised his brow-level stick, and pointed at Jian Yuhua who was behind many famous figures in the world:
"next."

"Om..."

It wasn't until this time that the people by the lake came back to their senses and let out a cry of surprise.

Even Luo Ning, who was in the window, temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts of being deceived by the unscrupulous man, her eyes were surprised, she never expected that the little thief's marksmanship could be so good.

She could see the power of the 'Yellow Dragon Lying Down' just now, and she obviously kept her hand when it hit it.

If he didn't keep his hand, Zhou Ying would have broken a row of ribs. Not to mention coughing, he might have died violently on the spot before he could react.

The well-known figures in front of the hall also saw this.

They knew that Honghualou was coming in a menacing way, so they must have confidence, but they never expected that this young master who came suddenly could have such a strong foundation.

Not to mention the juniors like Zhou Ying and Jian Yuhua, and even the old masters like Sanjue Xianweng, who are not sure about playing in person, can they deal with this kid? What can the Zhou family use to fight this kind of character?
There was a complete silence outside Shi Jian Hall.

The expressions of the surrounding audience changed from surprise to weirdness, and they looked at Zhou Huaili and Jian Yuhua next to him from the corner of their eyes!

(End of this chapter)