After studying for more than 20 minutes, the fat man sighed, straightened his body, and asked with a straight face, "Dare to ask what is the name of this sword?"

"Name?" Su Yuan leaned on the leather sofa leisurely, raised his wine glass to take a sip of red wine, and wrote lightly: "The work of the game, where does the sword name come from?"

Looking at the solemn color flashing in the eyes of the fat man opposite, he said with a smile: "Pattern steel, flowing water pattern, let's call it flowing water sword!"

"Good sword!"

"Good name!"

The fat man couldn't put it down with the flowing water sword, holding it tightly and refusing to put it down, the young man opposite actually had an unfathomable feeling.

Originally, he was just idle and bored, and he usually liked to come to Doujian Pavilion to relax, not only him, but also a communication platform for many senior sword merchants, communicating with each other and sharing resources.

Today, on a whim, I met this strange young man, since he brought a sword to the fourth floor, he should have come to fight for swords, and he unintentionally found such a magic weapon!

When he looked up and saw the other party's meaningful gaze, he quickly returned the sword to the sheath, returned the original with both hands, and said sincerely: "What a good sword!"

Suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "May I ask Brother Su, do you know that there is a sword fighting platform on the fourth floor?"

"I've heard a little. Su Yuan took the sword and put it by his side, deliberately pretending to be an understatement, in order to confuse the other party and make others unable to figure out his details.

Qian Fatzi's eyes rolled, and he sighed: "I didn't expect to see such a Longquan sword here today, if you can't show your style in the sword fighting platform, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly, this dead fat man is really not stupid!

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip!

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Swords are the same as kung fu, there is not so much nonsense, there is the ability to help, and the advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance.

"Oh, Boss Qian is interested in having fun?" Su Yuan slowly straightened up, stared at Fat Qian with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care, I just don't know if there are good opponents?"

"Good guy!" Qian Fatman's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that the seemingly peaceful young man actually had such a stunning momentum, his eyes were like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and compelling.

"No problem, as long as the elder brother has Yaxing, Qian will naturally accompany him!" Qian Fat laughed, took out his mobile phone, dialed a few simple words, hung up and explained: "Two days ago, I received a few swords that could be seen, and sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman and play with the elder brother." ”

Su Yuan nodded, looked at the ring not far away, and said casually: "My friend is right, it's really interesting here!"

"Since it's a sword fight, how about adding some color?" put down the wine glass, touched the flowing water sword with his hand, and said: "Fifty thousand to play?"

"Okay!" Qian Fat Man smiled slightly, this is the rule, and after a while, the two of them got out of the elevator, sent three swords, and put them in front of Su Yuan.

"In the early years, I was fortunate to meet Master Zhou Zhenggang, and I booked a few swords every year, this is this year's work, please palm my brother?"

Zhou Zhenggang?

Longquan Sword Casting Master!

Su Yuan's eyes froze, and he was a treasure of the famous swordsmith in Longquan, and Zhou Zhenggang was definitely one of the representatives of the Shaozhuang faction.

Picked up the first one, pulled it out gently, looked at the rich white light, and nodded secretly, it is worthy of being a famous work, and it is a dazzling sword that has ever been seen.

The fat man stared at Su Yuan's every move tightly, hoping to see a little more of the other party's seemingly casual attitude, and for a while he was really not sure whether it was confidence or ignorance!

Su Yuan pulled out the third sword, and his heart was relieved, although it was better than the other works of the Sword Fighting Pavilion, it was still a white light sword, raised the third, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, this sword is a bit interesting!"

"Good eyesight!"

Qian Fatzi's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Yes, this is indeed one of Master Zhou's most satisfying works." ”

Looking at Su Yuan's gaze again, he was more cautious, and he could see the advantages and disadvantages in just a few minutes, and this eyesight was shocking.

"Well, it's not early, come on?"

Su Yuan stretched casually, stood up and asked, "The first time you came, how do you play?"

"Waiter!" Qian Fatzi quickly stood up, waved his hand to greet the beautiful waiter, and whispered a few words, and the other party immediately went to arrange.

"Rest assured, brother, this is the most professional sword fighting ring in Longquan, and I will let them arrange experienced martial artists to shoot, and absolutely guarantee fairness and justice. ”

Soon the two black-clothed warriors came over, and the two came to the sword fighting platform in the middle, Su Yuan looked at the slightly older martial artist, and said domineeringly: "Don't keep your hands, make some effort!"

The fat man laughed, patted the young warrior and said, "Yes, do what my brother wants, and fight quickly!"

In his opinion, the flowing water sword is indeed a rare good treasure, but he is also confident enough in Zhou Zhenggang's craftsmanship, how can he be underestimated by a young man after playing swords for so many years?

"Huh, there's a sword fight today?"

"Isn't that a fat man?

"Who's that young man?

"Let's go, let's see the excitement. ”

Everyone's eyes gathered on the sword fighting platform, and many people came over curiously, many of whom knew Qian Fatzi, after all, they were often in a circle of communication, and they were basically acquaintances.

Su Yuan nodded secretly, what he wanted was this effect, the reason why he brought the flowing water sword here was that he had to pretend to be forced.

Qian Fatzi should be a senior sword merchant in the circle, and if he wants to mix Longquan in the future, he will inevitably make contacts, whether he is a mule or a horse, and he will fight swords directly, at a glance.

Hands-on,

Don't push it!

"Let's go!" The referee checked the flowing water sword and the fat man's first sword, confirmed that there was no problem, announced the start of the game, and the two warriors started the fight, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring, curious about the result of the sword fight.

"Let's go!"

The older warrior shouted, attacking first, starting from getting the flowing water sword, he loved it very much in his heart, after all, he was a professional martial artist, and he had been fighting swords for so many years, so he had his own judgment as soon as he got started.

In his opinion, this must be a master's product, coupled with the confidence of the young man just now, even he was curious about what was so special about this sword?

Split Huashan!

The first move is to hit hard, only to see the flowing water sword turn into a cold light, quickly cut down, the young warrior did not show weakness, stood up, twisted the waist, stepped up, exerted force, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and faced the enemy head-on.

"Be careful!"

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Su Yuan's heart, and he couldn't help but shout, sure enough, an accident happened, the flowing water sword was like a broken bamboo, and the opponent's sword was like a paper paste, and it was cut in two in an instant!