I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 2234 Xiqi Family Su Jinmo

"The title of the best swordsman in the world is not limited to our sect. So even ordinary practitioners can participate and compete for this title."

Even if you can't win in the end, it's good to be famous, and it's also very rewarding to open your eyes. So there will be a lot of people participating, even if some immortal suddenly becomes interested in using his incarnation to descend to the mortal world, it won't be surprising.

At this time, Guanzhong was already crowded with swordsmen from all over the world.

There are more than 170 noble families participating in Xiaoyun Sect, and their goal is naturally to become the altar master. There are more than 60 noble families in the Western Altar alone. If a noble family from another place becomes the altar master, these more than 60 noble families will naturally lose face.

The Guanzhong Su family accounted for twelve of the more than sixty families, and all of them were thousand-year-old families. The current leader of the altar, Qingyunzi, was also from the Su family. He had made no progress in his cultivation for many years and was unwilling to waste time in the human world. He wanted to go to the Cloud Realm to concentrate on cultivation.

In the forest of Xiqi Mountain, a ten-year-old girl ran away with her head in her hands. Small branches kept flying over and piercing her head, or hitting her from behind.

"Suxi, you're dead!"

"You're dead again!"

"Haha, you're so stupid!"

Many small branches flew out of the forest and hit her head like hidden weapons, accurately piercing her hair or poking her back. There was also a branch with peach blossoms on it that poked directly into the little girl's hand, but did not hurt her at all.

If any ordinary swordsman saw this scene, he would be very surprised. These children in the woods were all from the aristocratic families of Xiqi in Guanzhong. They were only seven or eight years old, but they could already master the sword energy to such a high level. At this time, these naughty children saw that Su Xi seemed to be crying, and they felt that they had played a little too much.

"Is she crying?"

"It's not our fault. She's so stupid!"

"That's right, we are helping her practice!"

"But she seemed to be crying?"

"I feel bad, do you like her?"

"Ah, I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Su Xi is good-looking but useless. He couldn't even sense such an obvious sword attack!"

"But she's pretty!" A bunch of naughty kids nodded. Su Xi was stupid. She didn't have a sword heart at the age of ten. She was simply a shame to the family, but no one could say she was not pretty. The little girl tried not to let her tears flow. She ran back home. When she saw her father ready to go, she cried and threw the flowers she had held in her hand on the ground: "Aye, why don't I have a sword heart!"

Su Jinmo's eyes became fierce, but then he remembered that his daughter could not receive what he wanted to convey with the sword heart. So his eyes softened, and he patted his daughter's shoulder and comforted her: "It will be. When I come back, I will find you a powerful master."

"Aye, please take me with you!" The little girl tried not to cry, but still sobbed, "I don't want to stay at home!"

As she spoke, she threw the branches stuck in her head to the ground, messing up her hair. Su Xi's hair was naturally curly, and now it looked like a little lion with its hair standing on end. With her expression that seemed like she was about to cry but not cry, she was so cute that anyone could be melted by her.

Su Jinmo was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, he realized that it was true. If Su Xi was left at home, she would be easily bullied. Although it would be embarrassing to take her out, what if she met a master in that situation, and suddenly her swordsmanship would be enlightened? It would be a matter of enlightenment.

So Su Jinmo took Su Xi on the journey. Although there would be danger, Su Jinmo still believed in his own abilities. Even though the Xiqi family was in decline, it was still one of the thousand-year-old families with a strong foundation.

The sword-fighting venue was at Mount Taihua, but the actual contest began on the road. The long sword behind Su Jinmo never stopped moving, and from time to time it would tremble slightly, resonating with the swordsmen around him. When a master passed by, it was both a greeting and a challenge.

However, Su Jinmo did not dare to respond. He had to be careful with everything as he brought his daughter with him. Strong men gathered around him, and Su Jinmo could sense without even looking that there were countless strong sword intentions colliding.

Su Xi was traveling far away for the first time, and she was very excited about everything she saw. She could not feel the fierce battles around her at all. Su Jinmo also had to sigh. As the head of the Xiqi family, he only had Su Xi as his daughter. If Su Xi did not become enlightened, he would have to marry her, otherwise the family would be doomed. As for sending his daughter to Hongmeng Academy, he did not even dare to think about it. He only hoped that Su Xi would become enlightened immediately in the next two years and cultivate the sword heart, so that there would be a chance. But no one knows a daughter better than her father. Su Xi's spiritual enlightenment was probably a little blocked.

"Hey, that person is so interesting." Su Xi suddenly pointed at a person who was hopping to the middle of the road. This person was wearing a wooden fox mask that covered his face, and he was carrying a big sword on his shoulder. The wood was still fresh, and it was obvious that it had just been cut.

Su Jinmo was shocked because this man had no swordsmanship, while he was wandering in the sky, feeling the competition among the masters around him. This man was either a peerless master or an idiot from a mortal sect. In any case, he didn't look like a serious person.

This man jumped up and down, and actually jumped up in the middle of the road. His dancing posture was very strange, and he had never seen it before. He danced very funny with a big knife, which made Su Xi laugh. Then two words jumped out from under the fox mask: "Robbery."

Su Jinmo: “…”

Su Jinmo protected his daughter behind him, slowly raised his scabbard, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, I wonder what sect you belong to?"

If he was a real martial artist, he would have retreated after seeing his scabbard and two swords. The three sword seals on it showed his identity and his master. Even if he didn't know much, as long as he was a disciple of the Sword Sect, he would have heard that the disciples of Xiaoyun who were equipped with two swords were not easy to mess with, right? If he didn't even know this little rule, he was just a fool.

"Almost the same as you." The other party snickered from under the fox mask, making Su Jinmo feel annoyed.

What does "almost" mean? I am Xiaoyaozi's apprentice, so I am the head of a noble family after all!
Then Su Jinmo saw the other party chopping down at him with a wooden sword. Su Jinmo sneered. His swordsmanship could sense the slightest thought of the opponent at the moment of attack. How could ordinary gangsters know the power of Xiaoyun Sect?
Su Jinmo dodged casually, ready to strike the opponent's throat with a backhanded sword. The opponent might not even know how he was defeated!
Then with a bang, Su Jinmo fell to the ground with his eyes black, hit directly by the opponent's wooden sword. He didn't even know how he was defeated.

Su Xi and the other party were both shocked.