Jin Yun smiled, which also meant that she was angry.

She came to see what kind of face Mrs. Zhuo would show when she saw her daughter defeated.

Heartbroken, painful or grief-stricken, and then she knew that it was the countryman who she had never been able to look down on to win, cut off and get everything that her daughter should have, and what would happen to her then.

Stretched out his little tongue and licked his somewhat dry lower lip, he already had an expectation in his heart, looking at the sand and stones dripping from the hourglass, Jin Yun really hoped that time would pass as soon as possible.

Two challenges, again in the Arsenal Spectrum.

Many people who heard the news came over to join in the excitement, and the huge weapon shop was crowded with people.

There are naturally referees who have challenges, and there are six referees sitting at the top of the hall, including the white-haired Hua Lao.

Zhuo Sanniang held the long sword in her hand and kept standing on the side, and there was a middle-aged man sitting next to her besides Mrs. Zhuo.

The middle-aged man didn't have the eagerness and anxiety on Mrs. Zhuo's face, and he kept smiling to comfort Zhuo Sanniang.

The last grain of sand and stones in the hourglass fell, and one of the referees stood up, and in front of him was a thick book, he opened to a page, and said: "In the thirty-fifth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhou Ming'an, a member of the Ling'an Zhou family, fought Hu Yi, a member of the Ling'an Hu family, won; In the forty-seventh year of the first year, Li Ran, a member of the Li family in Yundu, fought against Zhao Jili, a member of the Zhao family in Yundu, and was defeated; In the third year of Qingli, Wang Jie, a member of the Shuzhou royal family, fought Wuzhou ......"

“… Fail. ”

“… Fail. ”

“… Fail. ”

"It can be seen that there is indeed such a rule in the three-year ceremony, and the three of you have no objection, so you will come forward and write your name and origin."

Except for the first person, all the remaining challenges ended in defeat, and one defeat fell on Li Chenglin's heart like a rock on the mountain, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, clenching the big knife in his hand, and stabilizing his slightly trembling wrist.

He turned his head sideways and looked at Jin Yun, who was also a challenger next to him, with a sense of indescribable meaning.

Jin Yun stepped forward, picked up the pen, and left a few words on the rice paper with a few waves of his hand.

The referee who spoke picked it up, frowned slightly, and said with a little uncertainty: "Jin Yun, a person from the Jin family in Yuanli Town?" ”

"Yes!"

"This girl is small, and she is so wild when she practices."

Jin Yun naturally didn't think it was a compliment, she could guarantee that there were no mistakes in the traditional Chinese characters, not to mention the fairness of the writing, she was not embarrassed and retreated.

And when she turned around, she saw that Old Man Jin had a complicated gaze, looking at one of the referees, who was older than Jin Qiwen, wearing a jade crown and two bundles of white hair on his forehead, although he was graceful and luxurious, but for some reason it made Old Man Jin stunned.

Wait a minute!

The person was wearing a dark dress, and he saw a pattern embroidered on his chest, and Jin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, it was the Iron Thorn Plum.

Jin Junshi sat in a corner, his thoughts were not on this, but he always felt that there was a hot gaze staring at him at any time, and when he looked sideways, he saw the old man, the two looked at each other, and the old man immediately looked away, and the heat was not there.

When he thought about it, he didn't have this person in his memory, so he just thought that the old man recognized his identity and was jealous.

Flattening the hem of his clothes, Jin Junshi hid the impatience in his heart, and he tried every possible trick to get framed. , when he goes back, he will definitely look good at those thieves!

"Lord Jin, the three rooms are ready, can you start?"

Jin Junshi came back to his senses, looked at the three places handed over, and said disapprerovingly: "Let's start." ”

Gold!

Hearing his surname, Jin Yun looked at the old man in a gloomy state, could it be that they were related to Lord Jin who was sitting in the hall?

"Test the sword with a sword, Li Chenglin, since you propose it first, you will come first."

Li Chenglin was still lucky, hoping that he would be the latter, but he was named by the referee in public, and he could only stand up.

There were already a lot of onlookers, and he challenged a woman, which was already laughed at by many people, and now he refused, and asked the latter to appear, afraid that even if he won, he would be looked down upon.

Long sword against broadsword.

Li Chenglin's big knife is thick. Long, the width of the blade is almost two long sword blades, held in his hand, it looks very burly.

Zhuo Sanniang is different, the blade is facing downward, even if she is heroic, she is still weaker.

"Listen, weapon to weapon, you can't use half of the internal force, within ten moves, the side with the least broken wins." The referee said, and then he added: "Of course, if the weapon is broken within ten moves, there is no need to compete again." ”

The breaking of the weapon is a great shame for any blacksmith.

Both sides are prepared, Li Chenglin doesn't say, although Zhuo Sanniang is a woman, because of the family relationship, she has also learned a few tricks, although she is not proficient, she can still resist the moves, and if she wants to be a blacksmith again, her arms have no strength, how can she forge a good weapon.

And so, 'choke, choke. Five times in a row, all of them were just in the midst of the temptation, the long sword and the big sword were intact, and the posture of the two made the people around them unable to take their eyes off it.

The palm of her hand was numb, and Zhuo Sanniang loosened her fist and clenched the scabbard again, this time, it was real.

Raise your hand, aim in the direction, and wave your arm with all your might.

The two soldiers intersected, only to hear the sound of 'click', so that the people around them raised their foreheads and looked up.

I saw a small crack in the blade of the big knife, rolling outward.

Li Chenglin was suddenly in a hurry, the sweat dripping from his forehead couldn't stop, there was already damage on his big knife, and the other party was all intact, if it went on like this, only he would be eliminated, and if he was eliminated, he would not want to get ahead again in this life.

Perhaps holding on to the last hope, Li Chenglin swung the knife with full strength every time, although there were no traces left on the long sword, but Zhuo Sanniang's entire right arm was shocked and numb, she gritted her teeth, and counted the numbers silently in her heart.

Three, two, and one last head-to-head, as long as she holds on to the last one, she will win. With a firm expression, Li Chenglin was reflected in his eyes holding the big knife with both hands and jumping towards her, his face was hideous, and he gambled on the last duel.

'Ding. ’

One! Her legs were slightly numb, Zhuo Sanniang took three steps back because of the strength of the other party, but fortunately, her mother helped her in time, so she was spared from falling to the ground, and her right hand holding the long sword was still trembling uncontrollably, and the pain seemed to be completely unconscious, but all this was not as strong as the joy in her heart.

She won! Zhuo Sanniang opened her mouth and said silently, because she was born as a daughter, even if she likes to strike iron in her heart, she has been opposed by her family and questioned by outsiders since she was a child.

This three-year ceremony is for her to prove to everyone that she can do it, even if it is a woman.

However, Zhuo Sanniang raised her head in her mother's arms, she looked at the other person, and her eyes were also firm. (To be continued.) )