Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Contest of the Sword and Tablet

The hall was full of people.

This party was originally prepared for Meng Wenhao, but the people around him discussed more, but it was the heir of the Wu family's sword mound.

Su Chen looked helpless when he heard their discussion.

Where is there any heir of the Wu family's sword mound, everything is a misunderstanding.

"Oh, by the way, I still don't know your name. Meng Wenhao turned his head and asked.

"Su Chen. Su Chen reported his name.

"Wu Suchen?" Meng Wenhao still thought that he was the heir of the Wu family's sword mound.

Su Chen was slightly embarrassed and explained this misunderstanding of the heirs of the Wu family's sword mound.

"What! You are not the ...... of the Wu family" Meng Wenhao was suddenly shocked, exclaimed, and almost shouted out the Wu family's sword mound, he looked at Su Chen in front of him in disbelief, and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

Many people around were attracted by his exclamation, but fortunately, the situation on the side of the sword stele was even more intense, and it didn't take long for them to turn their heads.

Meng Wenhao looked around, pulled him aside, glared and asked, "You are not from the Wu family's sword mound?"

Su Chen smiled bitterly: "I never said that I was a member of the Wu family's sword shrine." ”

"Then where did you come from the Wu Family Sword?" Meng Wenhao asked.

"Did you believe it when I said it was sent by someone else?"

"Don't believe it!" Meng Wenhao definitely didn't believe it, the Wu family sword mound would never give the Wu family sword to outsiders, this is something everyone knows.

"Okay. Su Chen didn't bother to explain, he only now understood why the Thunder Sword Soul was so excited when he flickered into this Wu family's black sword.

It turned out to be this reason.

Meng Wenhao didn't dwell too much on this question: "Wait a while, since you are not from the Wu family's sword mound, then who are you?"

Su Chen was helpless and introduced himself: "The surname is Su Mingchen, and he lives in Qingshan City." ”

"Su Chen...... "Meng Wenhao didn't know what to say.

He had always thought that the person in front of him was the heir of the Wu family's sword mound, after all, at the moment when Zuiyue Lake made a move, the part-time job was so strong that people had no idea, and even Li Fu, who was a talisman master, lost in his hands.

But such a person who is extremely talented is not the descendant of the Wu family's sword mound?

Unbelievable!

"Su Chen, tell me honestly, is your family also a Shinto family?" Meng Wenhao asked with a squint. He didn't believe that a person from an ordinary family would have such talent.

Su Chen was about to answer.

A sudden exclamation came from the sword stele, attracting their attention.

"yes! I'm the first, I've succeeded! Hahaha! Xiaoyun doesn't see it, I'm the first!"

Hearing this familiar Huantuo voice, he knew that it was Gong Siyu.

Su Chen and the others were not far from the sword stele, and when they turned their heads, they saw the name that ranked first above the sword stele, which was Gong Siyu.

In second place is Ji Zhihe.

Su Chen found Ji Zhihe in the crowd, and saw that she had an angry look on her face, and seemed to be very unhappy that Gong Siyu surpassed her ranking.

"The exercises are mine!" Gong Siyu smiled very happily.

Some people continue to challenge the sword stele stone, but there is still no way to surpass Gong Siyu's ranking.

The challenge of the sword stele stone is pure swordsmanship, and only those who use swords will be interested.

At this moment, when everyone felt that it was impossible to surpass Gong Siyu.

Wang Xiuxian walked in front of the sword stele, the aura gathered at his fingertips, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, it landed on the sword stele stone like a dragonfly, and in an instant, everyone around felt a majestic sword technique!

Suddenly, the ranking above the sword stele changed.

Wang Xiuxian surpassed Gong Siyu and ranked first.

"Don't! my Xuan-level exercises!" Gong Siyu watched as he fell to second in the rankings, so unwilling.

When Wang Xiuxian saw the ranking, he said to the people around him: "Accept." ”

When he returned to Ji Zhihe's side, he saw Ji Zhihe smile with satisfaction.

Gong Siyu stared at Wang Xiuxian and them viciously, turned his head and pulled Mu Xiaoyun's arm and begged: "Xiaoyun, can you help me, I have used sword pills or lost, now only you can help me." ”

Mu Xiaoyun was helpless: "Siyu, what I'm good at is not swordsmanship, so I can't help you." It's okay, it's just a Xuan-level exercise, as long as your father speaks, someone will definitely be willing to send it to you. ”

"Miss Ben, don't be good! My dad is my father's, my own is mine, is it good. Gong Siyu was very angry, "I don't know if the heir of the Wu family is here, if I can, I really want to ask him for a favor, it's a big deal that I will exchange it with the pill!"

Mu Xiaoyun smiled and said, "It is estimated that even if he is here, he is not interested in Xuan-level swordsmanship." ”

"Also, people estimate that they are learning heaven-level swordsmanship, how can we be like us children from poor families, we have to rely on grabbing even a Xuan-level swordsmanship, and we can't grab it, alas. Gong Siyu said with self-pity.

Mu Xiaoyun couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"No, I can't give away the Xuan-level swordsmanship to others!" Gong Siyu's eyes were certain, and he came to the sword stele again and tried again.

A sword pill appeared in her hand, and it was immediately crushed, and in an instant, a sword qi bombarded the sword tablet.

But unfortunately, her ranking is still second, and there is no change.

"Ah, it's useless, it's wasted!" Gong Siyu felt sorry for the wasted sword pill.

At this time, there were very few people who challenged the sword stele stone.

After all, everyone already knows that the first must belong to Wang Xiuxian.

Unless the rumored heir of the Wu family appeared, but the heir of the Wu family never appeared, which made those who wanted to witness the true face of the heir of the Wu family a little disappointed.

At this time, Wang Xiuxian saw the opportunity, stood up again, and said to the people around him: "Everyone, if no one challenges the sword stele stone again, then this Xuan-level sword technique will be under it." ”

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, that should be mine!" Gong Siyu grabbed Mu Xiaoyun's arm and pouted.

Mu Xiaoyun smiled awkwardly, too lazy to pay attention to this girl.

The people around had no opinion on Wang Xiuxian's words.

"Since you all have no opinions, this Xuan-level sword technique is ...... below"

Shout!

Boom!

Suddenly, before Wang Xiuxian finished speaking, the sword stele suddenly trembled, and a new name appeared above Wang Xiuxian.

To be exact, there is only one word: [Wu]!

The moment this word appeared, the surrounding people instantly exclaimed.

"The heirs of the Wu family have made a move!" someone immediately shouted.

Suddenly, there was a commotion around the sword stele.

They waited for the heirs of the Wu family all night, and finally made a move at this moment.

This kind of method of not making a move, and it is amazing as soon as it is made, in everyone's opinion, only the heirs of the Wu family can do it.

The corners of Wang Xiuxian's mouth twitched twice, feeling that he was very embarrassed, the first was already his own, and he came out to take away the Xuan-level swordsmanship!

As a result, the heirs of the Wu family actually made a move!

"Bastard! the heir of the Wu family, on purpose!" he asked in his heart through gritted teeth.

At this moment, the sword stele stone is not far away.

Meng Wenhao's eyes widened and his mouth widened, shocked by the scene that had just happened.

He saw just now that Su Chen dipped his fingers in the tea in the teacup, and with a flick of his hand, the drop of tea collided on the sword stele stone, and in an instant, the ranking above the sword stele stone changed.

"It's so strong!" he turned his head to look at Su Chen, who was expressionless and light-hearted, and his heart was heartfelt.