Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Tournament Is About to Begin
"Uncle, uncle?" Feng Chen looked at the middle-aged woman in surprise, and then looked at the young man behind her—his skin was fair, his face was gentle, but the smile on his face was as if it had been painted, and the corners of his mouth and eyes had not changed at all, and he was stiff against his face like a mask.
They are another major branch of Xuanwu Ling Mansion, both of them are in the top ten of the martial arts list, and because they rarely interact with the outside world on weekdays, they have become the most terrifying hidden force behind Xuanwu Ling Mansion.
"Man Shu and Yuan Zhen also heard the news of your injury and specially rushed from Heng Kingdom," Hong Yi said to him, "Your Uncle Yuan Zhen also specially sent someone to fetch the 'Baimu Heavenly Immortal' from Hengnan and rushed to Tianhuang City overnight. ”
"Baimu Tianxian" is one of the most precious medicinal materials in Hengnan, which is a high-grade medicinal material that astringently stops bleeding and solidifies qi, and there are only seven plants in the whole Hengnan.
"Uncle and Aunt Lao bothered!" he said with some shame.
Man Shu comforted after hearing this: "It's all one family, don't talk about two families." But Maple Dust, the big game is coming, what caused you to get hurt, and who got hurt?"
Feng Chen thought of Xia Yuqian again, he was resting in a tavern that day, and saw a merchant taking Xia Yuqian into the tavern, the two were eating but were attacked by a group of black-clothed people, and during the fight, the guests scattered and fled, and Xia Yuqian left alone to face the group of black-clothed people after pushing the vendor who didn't know martial arts out of the door at the last moment......
He remembered Xia Yuqian's last sentence, "Boss Mu, go back and take Zixin to Ziyun Mountain quickly!" and remembered that in the jungle, the man in black dared to kill him even though he knew his identity, and this kind of murderous style of cutting grass and roots, leaving no way to live, only made him think of a sect.
"I suspect that it was someone from the Silver Bun Sect who hurt me. ”
As soon as he spoke, Hong Yi also sighed, as if he had expected it a long time ago, "Who would dare to fight against our Xuanwu Ling Mansion except for the people of the Silver Bun Sect!"
"The lord of the mansion can rest assured, since he knows who did it, he will definitely make them pay the corresponding price. Xuanwuling Manshu still had a kind smile on her face, but the words she said made people shudder after hearing it, "In this ring competition, Fengchen and the girls from the Hanche family are our main force, you two go all out to prepare for the competition, and the rest of the matter is left to us to deal with." ”
"Yes!" they replied in unison.
Yuanying looked at Manshu again—she hadn't looked at herself from the moment she entered the door. She looked at Xuanwuling Yuanxin beside Manshu again, he was really as rumored, always with a strange smile that was stiff and unchanging, but it made people feel hairy when they looked at it.
In her early years, she heard that these two powerful mysterious people occupied the seventh and eighth positions on the martial arts list respectively, and their whereabouts were mysterious and their methods were insidious.
The golden cat in Manshu's arms turned its head at this time and looked at Yuan Ying and narrowed her eyes.
Yuan Ying immediately shifted her gaze to Fengchen, who was already fully awake. Anyway, her hanging heart finally let go of it for a few days.
At dusk, Yuan Ying came to the jungle deep in the backyard of the Red Square alone with the Qinglian sword, she was busy taking care of Fengchen in the past two days, and she didn't care about practicing well, now that Fengchen's brother is fine, she should also adjust herself and go all out to participate in the competition.
The Qinglian sword spun out in her hand, she began to practice sword dance, this ring match was her only chance to prove herself to the Xuanwu Tomb Mansion, she must make her grandfather, uncle and everyone in the Xuanwu Tomb Mansion look at her with admiration, and let the people of their Han Chemen look at her with admiration. She must defeat Shenyu Xuan, the one who killed her mother!
Thinking of this, anger arose from his heart, and the speed of Qinglian Sword's attack did not increase unconsciously, and the strength became more rapid.
After surviving the long night, it was already dawn before I knew it, but the sword in Yuan Ying's hand never stopped......
Before dawn, Xia Yuqian came to the small hillside behind the inn and began to practice. Tomorrow is the ring match, and she must get rid of the distractions in her mind and let herself calm down to adjust to the best condition.
She focused her attention on the operation of her internal force and how to make moves, a few days ago, she had already explored and conceived a series of tactics in combination with the Seven Absolute Exercises left by Han Lingxiao's mother, and she also went to the Jingcheng Martial Arts Academy where Shan Zhu was located to borrow the exercises. When Yamasuke learns that his sister is going to compete, he is first shocked and then fully supportive. Xia Yuqian doesn't have to work for others now, she spends her days in the room to study tactics, and then comes to the jungle at night to practice actual combat.
She was so serious that she often forgot to eat, and every time her hungry stomach gurgled before she remembered to eat the food brought by the servant at the table, and the meal was already cold......
Even so, she didn't dare to slack off at all, and now in her mind, in addition to thinking about tactics, how to improve her skills in the short term to make a breakthrough, as for the other trivial things that have been bothering her, they have all been thrown out of the clouds by her.
In the evening, as soon as Xia Yuqian walked out of the room, she bumped into Shenyu Xuan, who had also just come out of the room.
"Have you eaten?" he asked.
"I've eaten it, young master. She replied.
Xia Yuqian bowed her head and saluted, and then turned around to leave.
"Xiao Qian......" Shen Yuxuan suddenly stopped her, but she stopped talking.
Xia Yuqian turned her head and waited patiently to hear what he had to say.
"Don't have too much pressure, the tax grandfather of Hongshan Village has already sent someone to help the villagers pay it, and this little money is nothing to the Divine Mansion. He stretched and pretended to be casual, but his eyes did not look at Xia Yuqian but fluttered around.
"Well, thank you young master, this kindness Yuqian will always be remembered. Xia Yuqian finished smiling, bowed to him again, turned around and walked down the stairs.
Shen Yu Xuan was embarrassed to pestle there, only to feel uncomfortable, he was originally worried that she was too stressed or too nervous, so he wanted to tell her that in fact, the result was not important, just do your best. But as soon as the words came out, they changed for some reason......
Xia Yuqian walked out of the inn, and just raised her head, but saw the thorn flower standing at the door of the inn, looking anxiously.
Her eyes widened in disbelief and she hurriedly ran over, and when Thornflower saw her, she immediately ran forward. The two looked at each other, but they couldn't say a word.
"Sister Thorn Flower, how did you know I was here?" After a moment of silence, Xia Yuqian asked very strangely.
"You and Young Master Shenyu Xuan disappeared at the same time, and Tianhuang City opened this inn by their Yiguo, so I ran over, I didn't expect you to really be here......"
"I'm sorry, Sister Thorn Flower, I didn't have time to see you in Tianhuang City this time......"
"Don't talk about that, Xiaoqian, can you explain to me what's going on?" said Thornflower, holding out a rolled-up piece of paper and handing it to her.
"What is this?" Xia Yuqian asked, looking at the dense names of people and all kinds of strange seals and lines on the paper.
"This is the list of participants for the Fengyun Pavilion Ring Competition!" said Thorn Flower, pointing to it, Xia Yuqian looked at the place she was pointing, with her name written on it, and the word "god" printed next to it.
"Xia Yuqian, are you crazy, why do you want to play for the Divine Mansion?" asked Thorn Flower emotionally.
"Sister Thorn Flower, it turns out that you are literate?" Xia Yuqian was stunned, remembering that when the two met for the first time, Thorn Flower was obviously sure that she was illiterate.