"Free?"

Ye Qingsoul glanced at him with a smile, and then directly put away the ancient book, without the slightest intention of being polite.

The goatee's lips trembled slightly, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

Others also had mixed looks.

On the one hand, this so-called Master Helan has been debunked and proved to be a liar, and naturally few people dare to buy the cheats he sells.

But on the other hand, since Ye Qingsoul took the initiative to ask the price, his attitude was very intriguing.

After putting away the ancient books, Ye Qingsoul said hello to Yang Beicheng, and then turned around and walked out.

At this time, Ji Changlin finally came back to his senses.

"Leaf ...... Master Ye stays!"

A look of excitement appeared on his face, and he hurriedly spoke.

Ye Qingsoul paused and glanced back at him, "What, is there something wrong?"

Ji Changlin rubbed his hands, remembering his attitude towards Ye Qingsoul just now, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He sneered, "This...... Is there anything urgent to keep busy, Master? If not, why don't you stay and make friends together?"

The corners of Ye Qingsoul's mouth couldn't help but hook, and he chuckled: "Didn't you want to drive me away just now?"

"Uh...... Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings......"

Ji Changlin touched his nose and met Ye Qingsoul's playful gaze, only to feel uncomfortable for a while.

Fortunately, he is also an old fox who has become a fine spirit, and his face is naturally not thin.

Immediately, he said with a shy face: "Master Ye, just now I didn't know Taishan, I am here to confess your sins!

His posture can be said to be extremely low. With his identity, looking at the entire Jinling, there are few people who can make him treat him like this.

However, the other people present did not think that there was anything wrong with Ji Changlin's move, but they all had a natural expression.

With the means that this "Master Ye" just showed, even if they were to kneel three times and bow nine times on the spot, and worship the master for tea, I am afraid that few people would have objections.

Everyone stared at Ye Qingsoul intently, with a look of expectation in their eyes.

Ye Qingsoul's eyes swept away, and he couldn't see what this guy really thought.

I'm afraid that the atonement is fake, but learning martial arts is real!

An imposter Master Helan would be able to make them so crazy, let alone himself.

Thinking of the tragic situation when he was frantically entangled by Yang Beicheng some time ago, where did he dare to get such a group of oil bottles for himself.

"There is no need to atone for sin, ladies and gentlemen, the martial arts below are not suitable for teaching others. If you really want to learn something, you might as well go to him!"

He pointed at Yang Beicheng with his hand and said with a smile.

Before Yang Beicheng could react, he heard Ye Qingsoul say softly: "Old Yang, why don't you show your old guys the results of your recent martial arts practice?"

"Master Ye, this is ...... Is this trying to get into school?"

Yang Beicheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stood up from his seat according to Ye Qingsoul's instructions, holding the soft sword wrapped around his waist with his palm.

He glanced at Ye Qingsoul again, and happened to meet an encouraging look.

Yang Beicheng took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the soft sword at his waist.

"Old Yang, what kind of martial arts does he know?"

"Master Ye, this is ...... Is this a joke? Yang Beicheng...... I don't know him yet? If you want to talk about martial arts in the army, this guy does know some, but Huaxia Guwu ...... He's the same as all of us, isn't he a half-ass?"

Seeing Yang Beicheng's movements, some people who knew him well couldn't help but whisper in private.

Yang Beicheng faintly heard these discussions, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

"Damn, don't be impressed for three days, this group of things that have no eyesight, is it really the same as in the past?"

"Okay, I'll show you a few real kung fu!"

At that moment, he was ruthless in his heart, took a deep breath, and suddenly jumped to the stage in front of him.

The next moment, his body was already standing firmly on the stage, his posture was light and vigorous, and he was extremely agile.

Standing in front of everyone and feeling the surprised eyes of everyone, Yang Beicheng only felt that the initial resentment in his heart gradually turned into a sense of happiness.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but let out a long roar, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw out a shining sword flower from the soft sword!

"Wow!"

Below, there was a sudden burst of exclamation.

Yang Beicheng was proud, and he only felt that half of the dream he had always pursued had been realized.

The so-called wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night.

He has always aspired to become a hero and learn martial arts, on the one hand, to realize the romantic ideal of chivalry and righteousness in his heart, and on the other hand, isn't it just to enjoy the adoration and awe of everyone?

Everyone, aspire to be strong.

He felt that his body was slightly hot, and the swordsmanship, which had been practiced countless times in private and had almost become instinctive, had already started on its own without thinking at this moment.

Sou!

Whoosh!

From time to time, the sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and the soft sword was danced by him impenetrable, and under the illumination of the light, his body was like a silver waterfall, and it seemed to sprinkle a brilliant starlight out of thin air.

The sword is like a snake, back and forth, and the momentum is like a rainbow, straight through the heart of heaven.

The more Yang Beicheng danced, the more energetic he became, and he felt that every move and style was unprecedentedly suitable for him, and many places that used to feel a little jerky, and even more difficult to perform, were now realized one after another.

At the end of the practice, the soft sword almost lost its traces, and only the sound of breaking the air could be heard in the air, and a flash of silver light was seen, which was extremely dazzling.

Wow!

Suddenly, his eyes froze, staring at the wooden frame that the goatee had used before, and then he stepped forward, and with a sharp flick of his wrist, he saw a flash of silver light.

The next moment, the wooden frame suddenly parted from the middle, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Everyone was almost stunned, and a full half a minute passed before someone finally reacted, cheering and exclaiming.

The flood of applause soon resounded throughout the screening room.

Ye Qingsoul had already come to the door at this moment, looking at Yang Beicheng's figure on the stage, his eyes couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Originally, it was just an unintentional move for him to push Yang Beicheng out, but who knew that this guy was practicing and was able to break through.

The move just now clearly comprehended the essence of this fast sword.

Not far away, the two goatee brothers, who were tightly tied, were even more shocked at the moment, not to mention how awkward they were.

The swordsmanship that Yang Beicheng had just shown, even the two of them, couldn't cope with it at all.

"Damn, why didn't you think to come out today to see the Yellow Calendar, such a small auction, you can actually meet two real gods!"

The goatee looked ugly and cursed in his heart.