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Chapter 77 Battle of Swordsmen

Lucky Tea House.

The place where Guo Ding and Nangong Yuan made an appointment to fight was in the open space in front of Jixiang Tea House.

At this time, the lobby and second floor of Jixiang Tea House were packed.

There are many rangers in Chang'an City.

At this time, there were probably more than half of the Jianghu knights, bodyguards, and heroes in Chang'an City gathered in the Jixiang Teahouse.

There is a big Eight Immortals table in the lobby, which is full of silver and bets.

There was a middle-aged lady who still had her charm, standing in front of the table and shouting loudly: "Come and buy it quickly, the decisive battle will begin soon! Nangong Yuan fights Guo Ding, five to one!"

Some people who are good at qinggong have even climbed up the eaves of the roadside and hung on the treetops, just to watch this decisive battle from a good location!

Wang Huan arrived a little late.

When he arrived, he could no longer squeeze into the teahouse.

Fortunately, he still has an alternative.

"I'll give you fifty taels of gold to beat Guo Ding to win!"

Wang Huan held the inner energy in his chest and spit out this sound,

"Only fifty taels."

"They are talking about fifty taels of gold!"

"what"

The crowd immediately moved out of the way, and people were squeezing their heads to see which family's young master was so "stupid and wealthy."

Wang Huan was finally able to enter the teahouse and place a bet.

After seeing Wang Huan, the rangers realized that he was not a young master from any family, but an ordinary young man who looked like an outsider.

The old lady sitting in the bank asked, "Are you the one who wants to bet on Guo Ding to win?"

When she saw Wang Huan, she seemed to have seen fifty taels of gold waving to her.

Wang Huan said: "It's me, what are the odds?"

The dealer asked: "If you buy Nangong Yuanyuan, you will pay one for five, if you buy Guo Dingying, you will pay four for one, and if you win on a draw, you will pay four for one."

Everyone is obviously optimistic about Nangong Yuanying.

The odds here are not the lowest. Some of the gambling games around are such that if you buy Nangong Yuan, you will lose one in ten.

Wang Huan said: "I buy Guo Dingying."

The lady sitting in the dealer smiled charmingly at Wang Huan: "Okay, hurry up and place your bets. They will start soon."

Wang Huan took out fifty taels of gold leaves and placed them on the table. The lady took the opportunity to secretly touch Wang Huan's hand.

Many of the people gathered on both sides saw the golden leaves, and their eyes lit up, but no one dared to reach out and touch it.

The sun has gradually moved westward.

The wind is getting colder and colder.

Nangong Yuan's sword had been wiped. He straddled his horse and carried his sword on his back. Surrounded by six followers, he finally left the house.

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Wang Huan stood at the top of a tree.

He stood lightly, as if he would be blown down by the winter wind at any time.

It's not easy to get a foothold in this place.

Even those who have Qinggong often just find a thick treetop to land on. Very few people can stand on the tip of a tree like Wang Huan.

But Wang Huan made a "Golden Rooster Independence", nodding one foot on the tree head, and one leg seemed to grow on it, motionless.

Wang Huan has been standing like this for a quarter of an hour.

Guo Ding waited longer than him.

At this time, Nangong Yuan had just arrived from the mansion.

Nangong Yuan was riding a bay-red horse, and the horse's neighing could be heard in the distance. When they reached the street of Jixiang Tea House, there were too many people watching, but the horse's hooves could no longer move forward.

"You are offended."

As soon as Nangong Yuan's loud voice came out, his man flew up lightly and used the move "Swallow Three Copies of Water". He tapped his feet three times, tapping on the shoulders of three onlookers respectively, and flew close in the blink of an eye.

At his last point, he spun up again, turned a few times, and finally landed gracefully in the center of the open space. His movements were as light and agile as a phoenix flying around and a dragon flying!

"What a handsome body!"

"As expected of a descendant of a noble family!"

The heroes all clapped their hands and applauded, even those who had their shoulders stepped on were no exception. There were only a few people talking, but Guo Ding only asked three words: "Nangong Yuan?"

Nangong Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Exactly, are you the cousin of the former 'Songyang Iron Sword' Guo Songyang, Mr. Guo Ding?"

Guo Ding said: "Yes!"

Nangong Yuandao: "In today's battle, you and I will discuss swords, and we should stop it as soon as possible, so as not to harm the harmony of our martial arts colleagues!"

Guo Ding said: "Naturally."

Nangong Yuan pulled out his sword and said calmly: "My Nangong family has a history of more than three hundred years in the martial arts world. The sword technique I use has been polished and carved by countless predecessors for more than three hundred years. The sword I use , is also the heirloom sword of the Nangong family!"

He introduced his swordsmanship and identity.

Guo Ding still only had a few words: "I use the Songyang Iron Sword!"

Nangong Yuan's expression changed slightly.

He thought Guo Ding disrespected him a little too much.

Guo Ding said again: "You draw the sword first."

Nangong Yuan sneered and said: "No need! We, the descendants of the aristocratic family, all know the sword ceremony, I will let you clear it first!"

Guo Ding said: "Okay!"

As soon as the word "good" came out, the Songyang Iron Sword in Guo Ding's hand also came out!

The iron sword has a black blade and looks very inconspicuous.

But when it started to move, it suddenly became different!

A sharp sword energy swept the wind, which was more painful than the winter wind in the north!

Nangong Yuan was worthy of being a famous member of the family. When he saw Guo Ding's swordsmanship, he immediately flew up and attacked with his sword from top to bottom!

The sword moves thickly, but the sword moves lightly!

Nangong Yuan's sword is the traditional swordsmanship of aristocratic families. It is not only light and fast, but also elegant.

When he used the sword, it was as if he was suddenly dancing, and the wine was shining on the moon!

A sword drew three sword flowers, which covered Guo Ding's chest!

Keng!

However, Guo Ding just raised his hand to block, and blocked all the changes behind the sword's movement!

This is simply not swordsmanship. The Songyang Iron Sword is more like a shield in Guo Ding's hands!

Nangong Yuan failed to hit the target and immediately flew up, asking, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Guo Ding said: "This is the sword technique of Songyang Iron Sword!"

Songyang Iron Sword is not only known for its "lightness", but many of its moves are as heavy as mountains!

When Guo Ding spoke, he had already counterattacked with five moves!

Ding, ding, ding!

Nangong Yuan was completely unable to resist and retreated continuously, almost to the edge of the crowd!

"You lost!"

Guo Ding uttered these three words and suddenly stood up. Then he raised his iron sword and lifted Nangong Yuan's long sword in the air, flying towards the second floor of Jixiang Teahouse!

"what!"

There was a burst of exclamation on the second floor of Jixiang Teahouse, and people moved out of their way.

In the end, this long sword, which symbolized the famous martial arts family Nangong, was inserted into the table by the window with a "chi" sound, trembling endlessly!

After the exclamation, there was a long silence.

Nangong Yuan was defeated.

A child of the Nangong family was actually defeated by a fledgling swordsman.

And Nangong Yuan didn’t even take ten moves!

"Nangong Yuan actually lost! My money! I bet him thirty taels!"

"You only bet thirty taels? I bet fifty taels!"

"After all, the Songyang Iron Sword was still the fourth most powerful weapon in the weapon spectrum back then. Even Guo Songyang's cousin has such a high level of swordsmanship!"

"..."

People started talking about it.

In the noisy atmosphere, some people wanted to treat Guo Ding to dinner, some wanted to treat Guo Ding to drink, some were collecting bets, and some were throwing tables.

Nangong Yuan has left lonely.

Guo Ding, the protagonist of this decisive battle, also left quietly.

After Wang Huan got back his gambling book from the teahouse, plus a silver note that could be redeemed for one hundred and fifty taels of gold, he followed Nangong Yuan.

(End of this chapter)