The cowardly young man was named Wang Shixin, from Heyang County. He was just an ordinary peasant child, but he was restless since childhood.
Like many young people who came to the Jianxing Pavilion, he firmly believed that he was born not to plow the fields, but to hold a sword.
Wang Shixin ignored his family's opposition and learned skills from the countryside martial artists. He practiced hard for two years day and night. He felt that he had almost prepared and was determined to devote himself to the great scholarly family.
His original name was Wang Siniu Shixin. He named the name himself.
Wang Shixin thought that this name was only equivalent to a swordsman, but when he saw the man who was older, stronger and faster than him before, he was stabbed by Chen Taikui's wooden sword in two moves, Wang Shixin's confidence completely collapsed.
It turns out that in the world where I really use my sword, I am so insignificant; it turns out that I have been having a boring dream in the past few years.
Now, as long as Wang Shixin step out of the gate of the Guanshi Pavilion, he will wake up this dream.
He remembered his father's scolding when he left home: Fool, no!
Those words were like a fist hitting his heart.
Wang Shixin began to regret: Why were you so scared just now?
Can the pain of the wooden sword stabbing on the body be comparable to the pain of the present?
Just when I handed back the wooden sword to my disciple, the moment I gave up, everything was over.
He personally confirmed his father's words that he could not do, and he also overturned his past self.But now it's too late to regret.没有第二次机会了，只能放弃剑，然后回家拿起锄头……
Just as Wang Shixin walked towards the gate of the Jianshi Pavilion, a man came to the door from outside and met him.
Wang Shixin could not explain at that time and even later: why at first glance, I felt like I was shocked.
He was about to step out of the door and stopped instantly.
The man did not stop and still walked into the door, as if Wang Shixin's body did not exist in his eyes.
Wang Shixin hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but still couldn't avoid it. He was about to touch his shoulder, but he didn't.
Wang Shixin, who was originally planning to collide with the other party, staggered slightly because of the failure.He could not see any dodging moves of the man, but he still walked straight into the entrance of the Jianxing Pavilion.
The moment he passed by, Wang Shixin felt that the person who passed by was not like a human, but a cat.
Wang Shixin was attracted to look back, and now he could only see this man's back.
His body in a pure white robe looked slender, but not very tall.
A head of black and shiny straight hair, without a bun, was simply tied with a black cloth strap and hung behind her back.
There is a long black knife diagonally on his back, with a square animal head on the shank, and his handguard is in the shape of a swath. The hilt and scabbard are covered with silver carved into cloud patterns. The style is very elegant and simple.
Wang Shixin glanced at the people in the Jianshi Pavilion, and everyone was also looking at the visitor in white, all showing the same gaze as Wang Shixin.
The air in the museum seemed to be frozen, and no one could ignore this person's existence.
Wang Shixin, who was about to leave, decided not to leave at this moment.
Although he didn't know what this man was going to do.
A disciple from a scholarly family, holding white and red cloth strips in their hands, walked up to the man to choose for him, but the man didn't even take a look.
Chen Taikui held the wooden sword tightly. He was originally bold and aggressive. Even in the scholarly family, even if he was much stronger than him, he was never nervous.
But now he felt something strange in his heart.
What are you doing?
Chen Taikui shouted: Come and take the exam?Or ask for advice?
His voice was still stern, but unlike the strong shouts just now, he now seemed to be a roar of resistance and roaring.
The man did not answer, but saw that he was tall, with a white complexion, and his facial features were clearly and profound, just like a Greek sculpture. His dark and deep ice eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy.
His three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his whole body exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world. At this moment, there was a slutty smile on his evil and handsome face. Everyone was staring at this face that made people feel a little ashamed, and then he spoke.
Did the scholarly family go here a mile?
His voice is very clear and his rhythm is neither slow nor fast. Did he pass by here?
Chen Taikui grinned.At least I know the other party’s purpose.
You said it wrong.
Chen Taikui shook the wooden sword in his hand, and he said word by word, "It's not coming from here, but to "pass" here."
The man looked around and saw a row of wooden swords hanging on the wall in the Sex Hall, and the group of young people who were taking turns waiting for the competition.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and made a sudden expression. It seemed that he only knew what this Jianshi Pavilion was for now.
Don't waste time.
The man seemed to say casually: Just take me there.
That sentence, don't waste time, is exactly the same as what Chen Taikui said to Wang Shixin just now.
Chen Taikui felt ridiculed and pointed his sword at the man.
If I can live with me, I will naturally take you up there.
Luo Taiqi, who was sitting cross-legged behind him, had no usual leisurely smile. His eyes flashed with sharp light, staring at this uninvited guest. This is definitely not an ordinary person, but so what?
Luo Taiqi thought to himself: The entire scholarly family is not ordinary people.
Pick it up!
Chen Taikui said.
A disciple was handing the wooden sword to the man. He didn't even look at the hilt of the sword, but just stretched out a left hand and gently arranged it into a seal palm shape.
The meaning of a man is very obvious. He is fighting against the enemy with bare hands, even if it is just a wooden sword, it is a madman's behavior.
Unfortunately, three people have died in this "Shenxian Pavilion".
Chen Taikui's eyes are full of murderous intentions, you are the fourth one.Leave a name, at least you know where the corpse is going to be given.
Remember this day carefully.
The man didn't answer him, but just said: Fighting with me is your greatest honor in your life.
Chen Taikui's eyes tightened and he shot out his fighting spirit, but before he took the sword, he shouted twice, and before attacking, he wanted to use shouts to stimulate his momentum. This was the first time for him.
The scream came from the Dantian and urged Chen Taikui's internal energy.
The scholarly families practice both inner alchemy and sword techniques, and emphasize the use of energy to control the sword. This technique is the essence of the scholarly families' martial arts.
As soon as Chen Taikui set out his sword, he used the most proud move in the Tianyuan Sword Technique. The wrist of the sword was slumped and raised, and the wooden sword wrapped in leather rose from the lower part of his abdomen and shot straight into the man's heart.
The result was that no one saw how the sword tip was pierced, and the man had some idea of when he snatched the close distance, and his left hand gently supported the wrist of Chen Taikui's palm holding the sword.
Like magic, Chen Taikui's right arm was led down by the palm belt, and the sword tip was turned backwards, and it was already against Chen Taikui's own throat. At first glance, it seemed like he was committing suicide with a sword.
Chen Taikui struggled in a hurry and wanted to swing the wooden sword out, but the man kicked his left foot inward, sweeping the inside of Chen Taikui's right knee. Chen Taikui's joints became weak and he leaned forward and knelt forward.
When Chen Taikui knelt down, his upper body was still in the same posture as he was stabbing back his sword. The handle of the wooden sword hit the wooden floor, and the tip of the sword hit his shoulders.
Chen Taikui let out a choking and mute scream, like a wild beast before his death.
The man's left hand drew a half-arc upwards in the air at the same time, and a palm was stamped on the back of Chen Taikui's head.
With a terrible sound, the wooden sword broke from the middle under the pressure of Chen Taikui's shoulders and the floor, and blood splattered.
Chen Taikui, who was dead, slowly fell to the side, and still maintained the curled kneeling position.
Luo Taiqi, who was sitting at the end of his head, his eyes were bloodshot.
This is not a competition!
He glared at the man with grief.
He just said he was the one who wanted to kill.
Luo Taiqi knew that what he should do at this moment was to immediately raise the wooden sword and stand up, but he couldn't do it.
Chen Taikui is one of the highest-level personal disciples of the Shuxiang family. Although he has only been one year, he is undoubtedly an elite in the sect, but he is injured in one of the other party's palms.
The sense of horror filled Luo Taiqi's whole body, and he didn't even dare to reach out to touch the wooden sword that was placed next to him.
Not long ago, his contempt for Wang Shixin is now supposed to be on him.
I said earlier, don't waste time.
The man looked at Luo Taiqi at this time and led the way!
Only then did the other people in the Hall of Sighting Sex make calls from time to time.
The three disciples who were responsible for handling the chores in the museum first rushed out, and several people who were originally waiting for the exam ran out, and the others stared at the man in surprise.
An existence beyond their imagination.
The man turned around and glanced at Wang Shixin and the others.
There was no emotion in his eyes, nor any murderous intention.
But as soon as their eyes touched, they felt both dangerous and curious, just like the first time the primitive man saw fire.
If you have nothing else to do, come with it.
The man said lightly: I went to a family of scholars and was about to testify with some irrelevant people.
He seemed to think about it and said to himself: But in fact, it doesn't matter.
Wang Shixin was the first to focus on the key points.
His heart, which had cooled down not long ago, seemed to be on fire at this moment, and he felt his blood and energy rolling all over his body.
He was determined to follow him and see him even if he died.
Others also thought the same as Wang Shixin: they vaguely felt that if they rejected this opportunity now, they would miss an experience that others would never have in their lifetime.
They nodded nervously and excitedly.
This man is able to burn everyone around him with such energy.
Luo Taiqi finally stood up at this time. He suddenly remembered the rumors in the martial arts world in recent years. Although he is good at the mountains, the scholarly family still knows these sensational news.
His eyes fell on the man's face. His facial features were very handsome, his eyes looked very long, and his slightly thin lips were pursed.
Her skin is fair, but it doesn't make people feel unhealthy at all, but instead makes people feel like they are shining.
In fact, Chu Jiangnan felt quite bored. He could go directly to the headquarters of the Shuxiang Family without knowing it. He has been going a lot these days, and he went to the boudoir of the young lady of the Shuxiang Family.
Originally, Chu Jiangnan came in a sedan chair, but about a mile away, he sent his men back. He walked along the way, and it was indeed cool enough. He guessed that he could definitely develop some fans with such skills, such as the iron-core one.
Nowadays, how can I become without fans?
Like many young people who came to the Jianxing Pavilion, he firmly believed that he was born not to plow the fields, but to hold a sword.
Wang Shixin ignored his family's opposition and learned skills from the countryside martial artists. He practiced hard for two years day and night. He felt that he had almost prepared and was determined to devote himself to the great scholarly family.
His original name was Wang Siniu Shixin. He named the name himself.
Wang Shixin thought that this name was only equivalent to a swordsman, but when he saw the man who was older, stronger and faster than him before, he was stabbed by Chen Taikui's wooden sword in two moves, Wang Shixin's confidence completely collapsed.
It turns out that in the world where I really use my sword, I am so insignificant; it turns out that I have been having a boring dream in the past few years.
Now, as long as Wang Shixin step out of the gate of the Guanshi Pavilion, he will wake up this dream.
He remembered his father's scolding when he left home: Fool, no!
Those words were like a fist hitting his heart.
Wang Shixin began to regret: Why were you so scared just now?
Can the pain of the wooden sword stabbing on the body be comparable to the pain of the present?
Just when I handed back the wooden sword to my disciple, the moment I gave up, everything was over.
He personally confirmed his father's words that he could not do, and he also overturned his past self.But now it's too late to regret.没有第二次机会了，只能放弃剑，然后回家拿起锄头……
Just as Wang Shixin walked towards the gate of the Jianshi Pavilion, a man came to the door from outside and met him.
Wang Shixin could not explain at that time and even later: why at first glance, I felt like I was shocked.
He was about to step out of the door and stopped instantly.
The man did not stop and still walked into the door, as if Wang Shixin's body did not exist in his eyes.
Wang Shixin hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but still couldn't avoid it. He was about to touch his shoulder, but he didn't.
Wang Shixin, who was originally planning to collide with the other party, staggered slightly because of the failure.He could not see any dodging moves of the man, but he still walked straight into the entrance of the Jianxing Pavilion.
The moment he passed by, Wang Shixin felt that the person who passed by was not like a human, but a cat.
Wang Shixin was attracted to look back, and now he could only see this man's back.
His body in a pure white robe looked slender, but not very tall.
A head of black and shiny straight hair, without a bun, was simply tied with a black cloth strap and hung behind her back.
There is a long black knife diagonally on his back, with a square animal head on the shank, and his handguard is in the shape of a swath. The hilt and scabbard are covered with silver carved into cloud patterns. The style is very elegant and simple.
Wang Shixin glanced at the people in the Jianshi Pavilion, and everyone was also looking at the visitor in white, all showing the same gaze as Wang Shixin.
The air in the museum seemed to be frozen, and no one could ignore this person's existence.
Wang Shixin, who was about to leave, decided not to leave at this moment.
Although he didn't know what this man was going to do.
A disciple from a scholarly family, holding white and red cloth strips in their hands, walked up to the man to choose for him, but the man didn't even take a look.
Chen Taikui held the wooden sword tightly. He was originally bold and aggressive. Even in the scholarly family, even if he was much stronger than him, he was never nervous.
But now he felt something strange in his heart.
What are you doing?
Chen Taikui shouted: Come and take the exam?Or ask for advice?
His voice was still stern, but unlike the strong shouts just now, he now seemed to be a roar of resistance and roaring.
The man did not answer, but saw that he was tall, with a white complexion, and his facial features were clearly and profound, just like a Greek sculpture. His dark and deep ice eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy.
His three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his whole body exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world. At this moment, there was a slutty smile on his evil and handsome face. Everyone was staring at this face that made people feel a little ashamed, and then he spoke.
Did the scholarly family go here a mile?
His voice is very clear and his rhythm is neither slow nor fast. Did he pass by here?
Chen Taikui grinned.At least I know the other party’s purpose.
You said it wrong.
Chen Taikui shook the wooden sword in his hand, and he said word by word, "It's not coming from here, but to "pass" here."
The man looked around and saw a row of wooden swords hanging on the wall in the Sex Hall, and the group of young people who were taking turns waiting for the competition.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and made a sudden expression. It seemed that he only knew what this Jianshi Pavilion was for now.
Don't waste time.
The man seemed to say casually: Just take me there.
That sentence, don't waste time, is exactly the same as what Chen Taikui said to Wang Shixin just now.
Chen Taikui felt ridiculed and pointed his sword at the man.
If I can live with me, I will naturally take you up there.
Luo Taiqi, who was sitting cross-legged behind him, had no usual leisurely smile. His eyes flashed with sharp light, staring at this uninvited guest. This is definitely not an ordinary person, but so what?
Luo Taiqi thought to himself: The entire scholarly family is not ordinary people.
Pick it up!
Chen Taikui said.
A disciple was handing the wooden sword to the man. He didn't even look at the hilt of the sword, but just stretched out a left hand and gently arranged it into a seal palm shape.
The meaning of a man is very obvious. He is fighting against the enemy with bare hands, even if it is just a wooden sword, it is a madman's behavior.
Unfortunately, three people have died in this "Shenxian Pavilion".
Chen Taikui's eyes are full of murderous intentions, you are the fourth one.Leave a name, at least you know where the corpse is going to be given.
Remember this day carefully.
The man didn't answer him, but just said: Fighting with me is your greatest honor in your life.
Chen Taikui's eyes tightened and he shot out his fighting spirit, but before he took the sword, he shouted twice, and before attacking, he wanted to use shouts to stimulate his momentum. This was the first time for him.
The scream came from the Dantian and urged Chen Taikui's internal energy.
The scholarly families practice both inner alchemy and sword techniques, and emphasize the use of energy to control the sword. This technique is the essence of the scholarly families' martial arts.
As soon as Chen Taikui set out his sword, he used the most proud move in the Tianyuan Sword Technique. The wrist of the sword was slumped and raised, and the wooden sword wrapped in leather rose from the lower part of his abdomen and shot straight into the man's heart.
The result was that no one saw how the sword tip was pierced, and the man had some idea of when he snatched the close distance, and his left hand gently supported the wrist of Chen Taikui's palm holding the sword.
Like magic, Chen Taikui's right arm was led down by the palm belt, and the sword tip was turned backwards, and it was already against Chen Taikui's own throat. At first glance, it seemed like he was committing suicide with a sword.
Chen Taikui struggled in a hurry and wanted to swing the wooden sword out, but the man kicked his left foot inward, sweeping the inside of Chen Taikui's right knee. Chen Taikui's joints became weak and he leaned forward and knelt forward.
When Chen Taikui knelt down, his upper body was still in the same posture as he was stabbing back his sword. The handle of the wooden sword hit the wooden floor, and the tip of the sword hit his shoulders.
Chen Taikui let out a choking and mute scream, like a wild beast before his death.
The man's left hand drew a half-arc upwards in the air at the same time, and a palm was stamped on the back of Chen Taikui's head.
With a terrible sound, the wooden sword broke from the middle under the pressure of Chen Taikui's shoulders and the floor, and blood splattered.
Chen Taikui, who was dead, slowly fell to the side, and still maintained the curled kneeling position.
Luo Taiqi, who was sitting at the end of his head, his eyes were bloodshot.
This is not a competition!
He glared at the man with grief.
He just said he was the one who wanted to kill.
Luo Taiqi knew that what he should do at this moment was to immediately raise the wooden sword and stand up, but he couldn't do it.
Chen Taikui is one of the highest-level personal disciples of the Shuxiang family. Although he has only been one year, he is undoubtedly an elite in the sect, but he is injured in one of the other party's palms.
The sense of horror filled Luo Taiqi's whole body, and he didn't even dare to reach out to touch the wooden sword that was placed next to him.
Not long ago, his contempt for Wang Shixin is now supposed to be on him.
I said earlier, don't waste time.
The man looked at Luo Taiqi at this time and led the way!
Only then did the other people in the Hall of Sighting Sex make calls from time to time.
The three disciples who were responsible for handling the chores in the museum first rushed out, and several people who were originally waiting for the exam ran out, and the others stared at the man in surprise.
An existence beyond their imagination.
The man turned around and glanced at Wang Shixin and the others.
There was no emotion in his eyes, nor any murderous intention.
But as soon as their eyes touched, they felt both dangerous and curious, just like the first time the primitive man saw fire.
If you have nothing else to do, come with it.
The man said lightly: I went to a family of scholars and was about to testify with some irrelevant people.
He seemed to think about it and said to himself: But in fact, it doesn't matter.
Wang Shixin was the first to focus on the key points.
His heart, which had cooled down not long ago, seemed to be on fire at this moment, and he felt his blood and energy rolling all over his body.
He was determined to follow him and see him even if he died.
Others also thought the same as Wang Shixin: they vaguely felt that if they rejected this opportunity now, they would miss an experience that others would never have in their lifetime.
They nodded nervously and excitedly.
This man is able to burn everyone around him with such energy.
Luo Taiqi finally stood up at this time. He suddenly remembered the rumors in the martial arts world in recent years. Although he is good at the mountains, the scholarly family still knows these sensational news.
His eyes fell on the man's face. His facial features were very handsome, his eyes looked very long, and his slightly thin lips were pursed.
Her skin is fair, but it doesn't make people feel unhealthy at all, but instead makes people feel like they are shining.
In fact, Chu Jiangnan felt quite bored. He could go directly to the headquarters of the Shuxiang Family without knowing it. He has been going a lot these days, and he went to the boudoir of the young lady of the Shuxiang Family.
Originally, Chu Jiangnan came in a sedan chair, but about a mile away, he sent his men back. He walked along the way, and it was indeed cool enough. He guessed that he could definitely develop some fans with such skills, such as the iron-core one.
Nowadays, how can I become without fans?
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