Chapter 121: Double Cut with One Breath, Three Practices in Half a Year
Xie Yuan felt moved when he saw Peng Wei looking at him with a puzzled expression and challenging himself.
To be honest, everything today was expected, including the challenge to the competition, which he had expected in his heart. Resisting scapegoating and acting as a shield are essential processes. Without these troubles, just eating and drinking, how can I use Situ Qin's nourishing methods? It's almost enough to give you the money.
In order not to feel guilty, Xie Yuan even hoped that these second generations would be more domineering, but most of them were not pure fools, especially for Situ Qin's sake, they were quite restrained.
However, what Peng Wei said just now was completely unexpected and made him very concerned.
It turns out that Yu Chunsheng's hidden backer, or perhaps not a backer at all, just a connection, is Yunzhou's prosecutor, the official in charge of prisons and public security in the state.
In his previous life, he would have been the director of the Provincial Public Security Department - no, more than that. The punishment and prosecution envoy is the one who controls the judicial system. In other words, he is the head of the public security bureau, procuratorate, and law.
A real and powerful figure.
If Yu Chunsheng relied on this person to reach his position, it might be difficult to take off his official uniform.
I wonder why Yu Chunsheng secretly came to the state capital to find this big shot recently?
A few days ago...which day was it?
Xie Yuan felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He could think of the thing that bothered Chun Sheng the most recently, and it was probably their escort agency.
The death duel that was scheduled with the Vajra Sect will begin in a few days.
If Yu Chunsheng had come to see the inspector not long ago, could it be that he was seeking help for this matter? Are you looking for help, or what?
Do you need to bother your immediate boss with this kind of thing...
Xie Yuan thought a lot in an instant and looked at Peng Wei in front of him, his eyes flashing.
“Master Peng, do you want to weigh Xie?”
Xie Yuan asked.
Peng Wei said proudly:
"Exactly! Although I am not talented, I have achieved three levels of cultivation just by practicing casually. The teacher also called me a gifted person. You have been practicing hard for days, but you are only at the same level as me. How can you follow Qin with such a level of cultivation? Miss? Is it just because of your face?"
He was a little angry at the end, which made many young masters feel the same.
Xie Yuan saw Peng Wei holding a pinch in his hand and said with a smile:
"What if I win by luck?"
"No way! What if you win? Yes, I said, I know everything you want to know, but if you lose..."
When Peng Wei said this, he suddenly hesitated.
He didn't dare to help Situ Qin make the decision, even if she wasn't here, the most he could do was give Xie Yuan some face.
But Xie Yuan smiled and said to himself:
"Then I will stay away from Miss Qin from now on."
"Okay!"
Peng Wei's eyes lit up and he responded quickly:
"You said this yourself. If Miss Qin asks, no one will force you!"
"Of course."
Xie Yuan nodded.
The surrounding guests were surprised. They did not expect Xie Yuan to agree so simply.
Does he think Peng Wei is easy to bully? Although Peng Wei's strength is very average, he is still a member of a wealthy family who was taught by a famous teacher and has an inheritance.
A bodyguard from the countryside probably doesn’t even know a few martial arts, right? Most likely, he doesn’t even have any internal strength.
The guests looked at Xie Yuan and secretly rejoiced. The pretty boy couldn't stand it, so he humiliated himself. After seeing Miss Qin, he would no longer have the shame to pester her.
Most of the young masters coveted Situ Qin's talent, appearance and family background. Although they knew that among the many competitors, they did not have much hope, but if there was one less competitor, it would be better to have one less. In particular, this competitor is a bit special. The only thing that has an advantage over them is looks, but he seems to like Miss Shangqin and is already a hundred steps ahead of them...
"Then please trouble your highness to make room for it. , I have a discussion with him.”
Peng Wei was afraid that Xie Yuan would regret it, so he said quickly.
“No need to bother, just stay in the middle.”
Xie Yuan suddenly spoke.
Peng Wei was startled and looked towards the center of the banquet hall.
Although it is very spacious and can accommodate a large group of singers and dancers to perform, it is not as spacious as a martial arts arena.
He glanced sideways at Xie Yuan:
“It’s even harder for you to run away here. And it’s more indoors. If the decoration of the Crown Prince is damaged, can you afford to pay for it with your escort money?”
< br>"Don't worry, Mr. Peng. As long as an object is broken, I will pay double compensation."
Xie Yuan said calmly.
Xue Yanwen saw Xie Yuan agreeing so decisively, his eyes became deep, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he chuckled:
"Xie Biaotou said something serious. Since you like this place, you can just discuss it casually here. I have no shortage of pride."
The news of the competition quickly spread to the female guests in the garden.
"Sister Qin, your companion wants to compete with someone?"
A noble lady asked in surprise.
“Huh?”
Situ Qin was startled, stood up from the pavilion suddenly, frowned and said:
"That's too much."
I thought that Xie Yuan would be subject to some temptations or words at most, and he would deal with it with his conversation and mind. No worries, but there will be a fight in the end?
Although some of the noble sons are uneducated and have no skills, there are also many who have been carefully trained by the family and are very good in both knowledge, strategy and martial arts. If such a person wanted to compete with Xie Yuan, I'm afraid he would have no advantage...
Situ Qin walked quickly to the banquet hall, preparing to stop the fight.
"It's Peng Wei, he takes the initiative to compete with Mr. Xie!"
Another girl followed behind and added.
"Peng Wei?"
Situ Qin paused and slowed down.
“That’s okay.”
It turned out to be him. No wonder he was the only one so brainless.
Although Peng Wei also has a legacy, with Xie Biaotou's ability, it will take a while to capture him at most, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Thinking of this, Situ Qin seemed to feel that he had left too hastily, and his thoughts suddenly changed:
"Well, I walked over slowly, just in time to see them finish, so as not to show that I care about him. ..."
Although she wanted others to feel this way, she somehow didn't want to do it.
Several girls from behind watched Situ Qin moving fast and slow, looking at each other, and thinking in their hearts:
"She said she only likes handsome people, and doesn't care about others. It seems to be true." .”
Inside the banquet hall.
Xue Yanwen had already asked the servants to move the guests' tables again, leaving a large open space in the middle, which was not smaller than an ordinary martial arts arena.
The guests at the meeting stood around the middle, watching the two people standing opposite each other and whispering.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Nonsense, no matter how bad Peng Wei is, he is still guided by famous teachers and supervised by his fathers. How can his inheritance be compared to that of a civilian martial artist?"
"But with Peng Wei's level, and these real Compared with the martial arts masters produced by Daozhen, even if their skills and basic skills are better, I am afraid they may not be able to beat each other in a fight. Same. ”
“ It's normal. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Their lives are at stake. Compared with me, they naturally try their best to show off. However, as long as they don't rush in, they will be careful. With the level of skills he practices, he can crush this escort master."< br>
"Yes. As long as Peng Wei hasn't even entered the entrance, and just uses the skills and moves in a precise manner, that guy must not be able to catch them. Moreover, have you forgotten that people in small places cannot be contacted? To the inner strength.”
"Yes!"
A few people suddenly realized that for them, internal strength was not uncommon, but they had never thought of this level. In this way, even those who looked down on Peng Wei didn't think he would lose. In the same realm, how can there be a chance of losing if the skills are crushing?
Xie Yuan stared at Peng Wei, who looked arrogantly across from him, and cupped his hands:
"Master Peng, are you ready?"
Peng Wei snorted:
"It's my turn to ask you! If you are ready, I will let you make the move first, so as not to say that I bullied you!"
Xie Yuan shook his head:
"No need, Mr. Peng invites you first."
If he strikes first, it will be troublesome for the other party to cheat later.
From the beginning of the provocation, Peng Wei felt that Xie Yuan was mediocre, unwilling to take soft and hard advice, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Looking at his expression now, I finally realized:
This guy seems to be confident all the time and doesn’t take himself seriously at all!
Peng Wei suddenly became angry.
You don’t take yourself seriously? He actually thinks he can win?
Peng Wei said hey:
"In that case, the sword has no eyes, so be careful!"
With a cry, Peng Wei pulled out the sharp long knife and thanked him head-on. The abyss is coming!
This sword is not only issued with anger, it is extremely fast and fierce, but also contains a code of law, with countless subsequent moves.
The surrounding guests whispered, unexpectedly, Peng Wei usually seemed uneducated and not very advanced, but his sword skills were unexpectedly good!
A few people even had stern looks in their eyes. Is this guy still hiding his clumsiness?
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed when he saw the knife.
Based on his eyesight, just from this hand gesture, he can recognize that this sword technique is good, the moves are exquisite, and the grade is definitely far above the Benlang Sword Technique;
The power of the moves is also That's all, what's even more different from usual is that this opponent is the first opponent he has encountered who has internal strength!
With this sword, the energy and blood surged, and the internal energy surged. It was more powerful than any move used by any opponent of the same level that Xie Yuan had encountered!
Then there is no need to hold back.
Xie Yuan moved his fingers, almost bringing out the afterimage, and drew his sword.
Fenghan's long sword arrived first, bringing up a howling wind like a wolf's howl, and with a bang, Peng Wei's weapon was knocked away!
Then Xie Yuan took advantage of the situation and raised his sword high, condensed it slightly, and slashed it down with a powerful force like splitting a mountain!
With one breath, two swords were slashed out!
Peng Wei took off his weapon, and while he was still in trance, he watched blankly as a big knife struck his head.
In a trance, he seemed to see a silver wolf, standing proudly on the top of the mountain, with a huge full moon behind him; the silver wolf turned its head, stared at him, and suddenly rushed down from the mountain, trying to devour him. !
Peng Wei was covered in ice for an instant and wanted to dodge, but couldn't lift his feet and could only remain motionless until the long knife suddenly stopped in front of his forehead.
Feeling the chill on his forehead, Peng Wei trembled, seemed to suddenly wake up, and sat down on the ground with a thud.
The guests were moaning loudly because of Peng Wei's sword skills. It was only at the end, and then they got stuck in their throats.
Everyone was stunned in place, looking at Peng Wei sitting on the ground with some confusion.
What happened?
Xie Yuan's two swords were too fast, without any extra movement. Most of the audience only saw the flash of the sword, and it seemed like a wolf pounced out, the wolf howled, and then everything was over.
Is it over?
Peng Wei, this is a defeat!
Too fast.
No one expected this result, and they looked at each other for a moment.
Even if Peng Wei is no longer responsible, he can't even hold on to a face-to-face... But even if they go up in their place and want to deal with Peng Wei, how many rounds will it take?
Among those who think this way, there are many fourth-level martial artists.
How can this escort master, who is a three-level practitioner, use such a sword move?
Du Jian took a sudden step and said in silence:
"Is this the intention of the sword?"
Several young people who had entered the realm of Qi and blood transformation heard what Du Jian said and looked at each other. One look showed shock.
It is possible to master such things as sword intention only if you understand the sword technique to a certain level.
Even though their realm is not low, their practice of skills is far from reaching the level of touching the will of the sword.
Xie Yuan was noncommittal. He has mastered the Benlang Sword Technique, and each sword has a charm that is almost like that of a three-axe. Even masters like Lu Laosan take a high look at it, and a few young people are naturally unable to understand it.
The guests attending the meeting are all well-educated, knowledgeable and discerning.
At this time, after listening to Du Jian's guess, they looked at Xie Yuan, their eyes instantly changed, and they no longer looked down upon him.
"Rang Rang, everyone is standing around and not talking, but what are you doing?"
A charming voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd, but it was Situ Qin who arrived with a group of female guests. .
She was not tall, and it was only after she separated from the crowd that she revealed her small white jade face, her brows slightly furrowed, and she looked slightly worried.
However, she took a look at the field and found that Xie Yuan was standing quietly, while Peng Wei was sitting on the ground, his face was pale, and even the weapons were missing, and she felt relieved.
"So it's all over... It seems I was delayed."
Situ Qin smiled slightly and said to himself.
The ladies looked at each other from behind and curled their lips slightly.
Although I walked fast and slow along the way, I almost broke into a jog in the end and headed straight to the banquet hall. What was the delay?
A young lady whispered:
“Sister Qin, although your friend only has three levels of cultivation, his strength is pretty good.”
Situ Qin smiled softly. , straightened his hair, raised his face, and said without lowering his voice:
"Three trainings? It will be half a year since Xie Biaotou entered martial arts."
What? Half a year?
Three practices in half a year?
The banquet hall was silent for a while.
Although the disciples here who have practiced martial arts are not bad at all, they are all children's Kung Fu. They practiced Zhuang at the age of seven and boxing at the age of ten. They were taught by famous teachers and fed constantly. After they grew up, they started to practice Kung Fu formally. Now that I am around 20 years old, I have achieved little success.
But this bodyguard turned from an ordinary person to a third-level martial artist in half a year?
They were filled with shock and even suspected that Situ Qin was bragging, but they felt that she was unnecessary.
When I looked at Xie Yuan's third practice again, his eyes changed again, full of disbelief.
It turns out that you don’t just rely on your face to make a living...
Situ Qin looked at the reactions of the people around him and pursed his lips, feeling that he had achieved his goal.
It even exceeded expectations and seemed to give her a face.
Situ Qin looked at Xie Yuan in the field, his beautiful eyes flickering.
Next to the master's house, the crown prince Xue Yanwen stood quietly, taking in everything. He looked at Xie Yuan and then at Situ Qin, his eyes gradually deepening.
Xie Yuan did not pay attention to the gazes of others, sheathed the sword with his backhand, helped Peng Wei up, and patted his clothes:
"Master Peng, I accept. Your sword skills are excellent. I have no choice but to use my special move and win by luck. If I can't defeat Mr. Peng with this sword, I will be the one who loses."
Peng Wei's face softened greatly when he saw Xie Yuan say this, and he snorted:< br>
"Then you're lucky."
The guests around him were all speechless, but they felt that although Xie Yuan was not from the same group as them, his words and deeds were much more likable than Peng Wei's.
"Haha, Mr. Peng, what you just said...take a step to speak."
Xie Yuan pulled Peng Wei to the corner:
"Mr. Peng, I don’t know Our Lord, the county captain of Yunzhao, um, what day did you say you would come to visit?”
Peng Wei was willing to admit defeat. He frowned and said:
"Seven or eight days ago, I wanted to come and see my dad, but my dad was not here."
Seven or eight days ago?
It was almost after Xie Yuan killed Xiang Zhuo and reported it to the county government.
"Have you heard Mr. Peng? What did he do?"
(End of this chapter)