Wei Wuhou

Chapter 131

"Do you know the way of soldiers?"

Wei Wuji's confident and peaceful voice, although not far from the garden, was enough for everyone present to hear.

"The way of war?" Hearing Wei Wuji's words, everyone didn't know what he wanted to say.

Seeing everyone's blank faces, Wei Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. If everyone knew his intentions, then why would he pretend.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Wei Wuji spread his hands and said to the crowd with a smile, "Wang Yu's Purple Cold Sword is extraordinarily gorgeous, it is certainly extraordinary..."

Seeing Wei Wuji start boasting about his sword, Wang Yu's face grew darker. For him, this sword is also like a lifeblood.

Seeing that Wei Wuji was so knowledgeable, Wang Yu was thinking in his heart, whether to let him do two tricks later.Wang Yu has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship.

"It's a pity..." After praising Zihan, Wei Wuji said this.

Wang Yu's attention was immediately concentrated.what?Do you have a better sword than mine?

Before coming here, Wang Yu knew that Wei Wuji had nothing on him except the military long sword.

Wang Yu pretended to be expecting, and looked at Wei Wuji with fixed eyes.

Seeing Wang Yu's nervous face, he cheered me up and laughed again.

"Boy, you want to play with me. I'll let you lose until you lose your crotch." Wei Wuji secretly said.

And the other people present were also held back by the phrase "it's a pity", and didn't understand what kind of medicine Wei Wuji was selling in the gourd.

"It's a pity, this Zihan sword, which cuts iron like mud, can only stay in the scabbard, as a tool for boasting and comparing." Wei Wuji sighed all over his face, but it seemed that he really felt sorry for the sword.

Seeing that everyone seemed to understand, Wei Wuji laughed "haha" twice in his heart, and praised his quick wit.

Then Wei Wuji said again, "A good sword must have a good place to go. My Great Wei dominates the world with martial arts. Isn't it a pity that such a good sword can't be used?"

"Oh...Young Master, that's what you meant..." Someone in the crowd murmured.

"Nowadays, some people use this sword to fight bravely and shamefully. Isn't it a pity?" Wei Wuji looked at Wang Yu, his eyes became cold and stern.

After he said so much, he could finally spray the bastard in front of him.

"Young master, don't delay. If you are afraid, I, Wang Yu, will naturally not force you." Wang Yu also felt that the style of painting was wrong, and began to urge Wei Wuji.

poor child!This sentence popped up in Wei Wuji's mind, if this guy left now, maybe the ending would be better.

"Bastard, don't you understand?" Wei Wuji completely removed his disguise and began to show his fangs.

Shocked by Wei Wuji's sudden anger, Wang Yu looked dazed, completely unaware of the logical relationship.

Wei Wuji was heartbroken, and said coldly, "You keep saying that you want to compete bravely with me."

"Then... how do you know what it means to be brave?" Wei Wuji sneered.

brave!Who doesn't know, Wang Yu was about to answer, but was preempted by Wei Wuji.

"Violent, vicious, cruel, love to show off, fight with others, and make parents worry at home, is it brave?" Wei Wuji's voice was stern, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Yu.

Blocked by these words, Wang Yu couldn't say a word, is this brave?He began to doubt himself.

Seeing the confused look on Wang Yu's face, Wei Wuji was overjoyed again, this guy is still too young.

Wei Wuji regained his composure, but said in a high voice, "Courage can be divided into great courage and small courage, and the so-called great courage is to be able to stand up when the country is in crisis and the interests of the people are violated, so that the family and the country can be preserved and the people can live in peace. "

Wang Yu and a group of young and old were taken aback by Wei Wuji's fresh talk, and looked at Wei Wuji like a student looking at a teacher.

And Zheng Dali on the side was even more unsightly, his eyes were full of admiration for Wei Wuji, he almost came up to kneel and lick him.

"Our son is more powerful than my old Zheng..." In fact, what Zheng Dali wanted to express was that Wei Wuji was more aggressive.

Looking at the other side, Wei Wuji squinted at Wang Yu, and said coldly, "Show off your personal loyalty, fight bravely and be ruthless, your courage... can only be Xiaoyong."

These words dealt a great blow to Wang Yu. The swordsmanship he had been obsessed with for more than ten years was called Xiaoyong. This was a huge blow to his outlook on life.

However, Wang Yu couldn't find words to fight back.

Because in fact, the competition that Wang Yu has been obsessed with over the years has indeed brought a lot of trouble to his parents.

Ignoring Wang Yu, who was already stunned, Wei Wuji continued to walk a few steps forward and met more people at the front door.

With a "chuckle", Wei Wuji pulled out the sword from his waist.

Without the cold light of Wang Yu Zihan, Wei Wuji's sword is plain and unpretentious, but it reveals ordinaryness.

Holding the sword in front of his chest, Wei Wuji slowly inspected it from the tip to the hilt.

"This sword...although it is not as gorgeous as Wang Yu Zihan, but in the battle of Changping, it still showed its sharpness, and I killed countless enemies with my son." Wei Wuji's tone became more and more high-pitched, faintly mobilizing everyone's emotions.

"This sword fights for the safety of the country, for the family, the country...but not for bravery and ruthlessness." Wei Wuji said with a colder face, but a louder voice.

Looking back, Wei Wuji stared at Wang Yu with his sword in his hand, and said coldly, "My lord also has a sword like this. He can fight to kill the enemy on the battlefield, to fight for the life of the enemy, but not to fight for personal fame."

In front of so many people, Wang Yu was repeatedly bombarded by Wei Wuji. If it wasn't for his cruel nature, he would almost collapse.

At this time, Wang Yu's mood was extremely agitated, and there was a hidden thought of shame in his heart, which made him even tend to throw away the long sword in his hand.

"My son's courage will not be this kind of bravery, and I will not agree to Wang Yu's competition, I only fight for the great Wei." Wei Wuji said righteously, looking at the people in front of him again.

Standing with a sword in hand, Wei Wuji looked like a tall God of War in the eyes of everyone, while Wang Yu on the other side was ridiculously like a clown.

"Such a magnanimous mind, he is a real hero!" Some people in the crowd sighed sincerely, and they were overwhelmed by Wei Wuji's words.

"Wang Yu is ruthless and ruthless, can he be compared with the young master?" Another person responded, looking at Wang Yu with even more disdain.

They used to think that although Wang Yu was not very good, his swordsmanship was commendable, but now it seems that it is just a joke.

What kind of skill is fighting in the nest, if you have the guts to go to the front line and fight desperately with the people of Qin!The eyes of everyone looking at Wang Yu became more and more disgusted.

The power of eyes can sometimes kill. Wang Yu was hit repeatedly, and he fell to his knees on the ground under the pain in his chest.

For Wang Yu, who was extremely self-respecting, such a blow hit Qicun, and he almost felt angry and bloody.

Wei Wuji no longer paid attention to Wang Yu, this guy was useless, and his goal was almost achieved.

Examining the long sword in his hand, Wei Wuji chanted loudly, "Why don't you take the Wei hook and strike all over Qin and Qi?"

After saying that, Wei Wuji put his sword back into its sheath, looked at the crowd again, saluted Wei Jingrong who was already stunned, and then turned and left.

After Zheng Dali also left, the crowd began to discuss.

They praised Wei Wuji's noble sentiments one after another, and ridiculed Wang Yu who was already in pain.

"I'm really overwhelmed..."

"Fifth Young Master is just as rumored, he is so heroic!"

"It's not just extraordinary pride, this kind of open-mindedness is rare in the world."

On the side, Wei Jingrong listened to these words of praise for his younger brother, and his thoughts became more and more complicated.

"From today... the name of the Fifth Prince of Wei will be even more famous in Wu'an City!" Wei Jingrong murmured.

With a long sigh, Wei Jingrong also felt that this gathering was boring, because everyone's eyes could only see Wei Wuji.

(End of this chapter)