The rooster crows three times, and the morning light is faint.

Lin Yan got up, opened the courtyard door, picked up the basin and water at the door, washed his teeth with green salt, and carefully washed his face with water.

Wen Xuan lay on the ground, supporting his head with his elbows, and watched Lin Yan wash in the courtyard.

Lin Yan only put on a half-worn regular dress on his middle coat, and his hair was scattered and had not yet been tied up.

Wen Xuan looked at him, and fell into memory for a while, when was the last time? It seemed like a long, long time ago, and it seemed like not so long ago, and this 10,000 years was like a dream.

Wen Xuan watched Lin Yan finish washing, and couldn't help but smile again, "Fortunately, I found you." ”

After Lin Yan finished washing, he went back to the room, Wen Xuan took the water he had just washed, and also hastily washed his face, and straightened his hair crown.

After a while, Lin Yan had already tied up his crown, changed his clothes, carried his sword, and walked out.

Lin Yan was very sure of his feelings, someone must be watching him in the dark, but this person didn't seem to be in a hurry to show up, Lin Yan pretended not to know, but he was always paying attention to his back.

Wen Xuan quietly followed behind Lin Yan and came to the teaching field behind Lin Mansion.

Those students were already lined up, and Lin Yan walked to the front and nodded at them. The students saluted one after another, "Second son." ”

Lin Yan pulled out his sword, and those students also drew their swords and began to practice swordsmanship.

Lin Yan looked at them, corrected his movements from time to time, and asked one or two students to go to the side alone to practice, so as not to affect others. But there was no word.

After the students finished practicing, they all sweated and went to breakfast after they dispersed.

Lin Yan watched the students leave, and he just started to practice swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship had rules and regulations for every move, just like the clean and smooth in Wen Xuan's memory. But, no! Wen Xuan thought, "Although Childe's swordsmanship is good-looking, his attack power is weak. And Lin Yan's swordsmanship is fierce and extremely murderous, what's going on?"

Lin Yan finished practicing his sword, and then returned to his courtyard, breakfast had been set, he cleaned his hands, and sat down to eat.

Wen Xuan sat across from him with a big burden at this time, looking at him with a smile.

Lin Yan just swept Wen Xuan's location with the corner of his eye, but there was no expression on his face.

Before the meal was finished, there was a knock on the door, and a servant waited outside and said, "Second son, the young master invites you to the ring, saying that the two sect masters are already waiting." ”

Lin Yan said "um", and the man left.

Lin Yan straightened his clothes a little, then carried his sword and went to the ring.

The ring is set up in the open space outside the gate of the forest house, the platform is very large, and the people who come to see the excitement are crowded into three layers inside and three layers outside, after all, such a scale of competition, it is rare to see in a hundred years, although the Lin family is famous, but the family is very strict, and the house is simple, and it is more mysterious in the eyes of the world.

Wen Xuan followed Lin Yan all the way to the ring, squeezed to a crowded place, went to the trick, and watched Lin Yan take the stage with some excitement.

Lin Yan lifted his sword and stepped into the ring, causing an uproar.

Words such as "handsome", "Yushan", and "eyebrows" were constantly discussed in the crowd, and a girl next to Wen Xuan said: "This person is too good-looking!"

Wen Xuan laughed and said in his heart: "Yes, he is already good-looking." ”

Su Jing'an, the sect leader of the Su clan, went up from the other side of the ring and gave a salute and said, "I am under the He clan He Yi, I would like to ask you for advice." ”

Lin Yan slightly replied, "Lin Yan of the Lin family, please." ”

There was another burst of exclamations in the crowd, "Lin Yan! He is Lin Yan!" That Lin Yan, who killed all over the world and was famous, turned out to be the handsome young man in front of him!

Wen Xuan held the iron sword and smiled to watch the excitement.

He Yi made a move first, his sword speed was very fast, the crowd only saw the sword light flashing, and they had already arrived at Lin Yan's side, Lin Yan only used his sword to block lightly, and then resolved that move.

Some people in the crowd applauded, and some shouted: "Good body!"

He Yi saw that he missed a move, so he turned around again and attacked Lin Yan's lower plate, Lin Yan tapped his toes, jumped high, and resolved this move again.

He Yi was a little anxious: "Lin Yan, why do you always hide! Could it be that you are afraid of Lao Tzu?"

Lin Yan also explained and dodged a few moves again.

He Yi was a little anxious, "Don't you look down on Lao Tzu?"

As he spoke, he seemed to use all his strength and attacked Lin Yan with his sword qi. Lin Yan no longer dodged, and raised his sword to resist each other with sword power, and the two sword qi collided, striking a whirlwind, and the people who were watching the excitement covered their faces with their sleeves.

Wen Xuan watched it with relish, this was the first time he had seen such a son, who not only did not lose the level of the Lin family, but also showed his unwillingness to fight with various families.

Lin Yan took advantage of the wind brought by the sword qi to disturb He Yi's mind, and pressed down from the air, a sword slashed on He Yi's head, He Yi was embarrassed to resist with a sword, but he felt like a force of ten thousand catties pressed down from the top of his head, "plopped", and knelt on the ground. The crowd laughed.

Lin Yan regained his momentum and stood aside.

He Yi gave a salute: "If you lose, you will admit defeat." ”

Lin Yan returned a salute: "Sect Master He, concede." ”

As soon as He Yi got out of the ring, there was a shout of applause from the crowd, but Lin Yan seemed to have heard of it.

A sturdy man, about forty or fifty years old, held a red cherry spear in his hand and gave Lin Yan a salute: "Second son Lin." ”

Lin Yan returned the salute.

The man continued: "In the Lower Changzhou Su Clan, Su Jing'an, I have come to ask for advice. ”

Lin Yan raised his sword, but the man waved his hand.

"Second Prince Lin, this time we have come together to challenge the Lin family, because over the years, the Lin family has often bullied other families and done a lot of evil, but because of the Lin family's kung fu and spells, they dare not speak out. Today, I don't dare if I Su Mou loses or wins, I will leave this here, the Lin family is unkind, and the world will punish him!"

There was silence. Only the Su clan and the He clan's disciples expressed a few words of support, and the people of Muzhou did not know what kind of evil deeds the Lin clan had done, and it was worth crusading with such fanfare.

Lin Yan frowned and pursed his lips slightly. Wen Xuan's heart is not good, this expression is that he is angry.

Sure enough, Lin Yan said in a deep voice: "The Lin clan has never done evil. Come to war. ”

Saying that, the sword peak was sharp, and the whole person jumped towards Su Jing'an, Su Jing'an had been hiding, and finally was forced out of the ring by Lin Yan before he reluctantly took Lin Yan's move, and was not in a hurry to attack.

Lin Yan kept looking for Su Jing'an's mistakes during the attack, but it was difficult to attract the enemy for a while. Suddenly, just when Lin Yan wanted to attack with his sword qi again, he found that the spiritual power in his body had been sealed, and at the same time, his limbs began to weaken. Lin Yan held the sword and tilted his body slightly.

Wen Xuanxin said, "Not good!" quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his face, jumped into the ring, and stood in front of Lin Yan.

When Su Jingan was proudly throwing a sword move at Lin Yan, she found Wen Xuan and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Where did you come from, hairy boy, get out!"

Wen Xuan Zhengse said: "I have heard the name of Sect Master Su for a long time, and I will teach you one or two below!"

Su Jing'an made a sword move with great impatience and went straight to Wen Xuan's throat. Wen Xuan only blocked the iron sword in front of him, and infused it with spiritual power, and before the knife was unsheathed, he bounced Su Jing'an far away. Su Jing'an fell to the ground and vomited blood, only to know that this young man had a great background, and said, "Fight again next time!" was supported by the doorman and left in a hurry.

The crowd booed, which made Su Jing'an even more embarrassed, and when she saw Su Jing'an leave hatefully, the crowd dispersed.

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