Entering the mountains and forests of Chechi City, Tang Xuan was extremely happy in his heart, in this kind of place, the knights of Daughter City were experienced and invincible.

Tang Xuan pulled out his long sword and shouted angrily: "Now the city lord of Chechi City must have noticed it, since this is the case, we will raise our sword and charge!" ”

As the words fell, the knight behind Tang Xuan raised the long sword and shield in his hand and rushed towards the depths of the forest.

Tang Xuan just deliberately separated these knights, how keen are his senses now? You can feel any movement in all directions.

When he entered this forest, Tang Xuan already felt a chill.

Obviously, the legendary number one swordsman in the world has appeared, and he is just waiting for the opportunity.

"Now that you've arrived, hiding and hiding is a loss of the demeanor of the world's number one swordsman, right?"

Tang Xuan sneered, standing in the forest without moving, his heart was as clear as a mirror.

Shout!

A sword light flashed, Tang Xuan's heart was shocked, this sword light was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly at all.

I saw a purple-red sword piercing into the trunk of an ancient tree not far from Tang Xuan, and a white-robed young man with a sword appeared in front of this sword in an instant.

The young man turned around slowly, and what caught his eye was a fair-skinned and immature face about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Chu Feng's eyes were bright and quiet, as bright as a galaxy, and his melon seed face was angular and could be broken.

Even if a woman sees him, she will be ashamed of herself.

Tang Xuan's heart set off a storm, he originally thought that the peerless swordsman Chu Feng was a martial arts master, and his age was not much different from that of Emperor Qi.

How did he expect that the legendary Chu Feng was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy?

"Take your people back, I don't want to kill people casually!"

Chu Feng's expression was cold, and his words were like sharp swords that directly cut his heart, making people tremble and not daring to look him in the eyes.

"Hehe, I must take Che Chi City, don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, then you will fight!"

Tang Xuan shook his head with a firm expression, without any wavering, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and he had already thought of a way in his heart.

"Although you are also from the rivers and lakes, you can't win against me..."

Chu Feng was expressionless, he just glanced at Tang Xuan lightly, then closed his eyes, held the long sword in his hand with one hand, and spoke.

"Now that the winner is not decided, don't jump to conclusions, do you dare to bet with me?"

Tang Xuan sneered in his heart, he had already thought of a way to deal with Chu Feng, not with a back fist, but with wits and trickery.

Speaking of this, a trace of doubt appeared on Chu Feng's cold face, "Bet? ”

"Yes, block your title of the number one swordsman in the world, let's have a fight, if I lose, then let you dispose of it, if you lose, give up helping the city lord of Chechi City."

Tang Xuan snapped his fingers and immediately took out the iron sword from behind his back.

"What's the gambling method?"

Hearing the name of the number one in the world, Chu Feng raised his head arrogantly, since someone wanted to challenge his name, Chu Feng naturally wanted to fight.

However, he met Tang Xuan, and from the moment he met Tang Xuan, he was destined to be unable to win.

"We use a best-of-three system, the first two games we use what we are best at, and the third game we use what we are not good at to play, the best in the world, what do you think?"

Tang Xuan's heart blossomed, and he dared to say with certainty that his winning rate was 100%.

"Yes."

Chu Feng only said this one word, and then took out the two swords, and the two swords flashed with cold light, and the icy cold qi shot out, cold into the bone marrow, making Tang Xuan tremble.

"Your strength is kendo, so in this first game, we will use kendo to compete!"

Tang Xuan smiled bitterly, and immediately rushed towards Chu Feng with a long sword in a few steps, but just after taking a few steps, Chu Feng in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Airplanes!

The iron sword in Tang Xuan's hand was suddenly knocked out, his mouth shook and hurt, and a cold mang stood on Tang Xuan's neck, as long as Chu Feng was willing, he only needed a light touch to end Tang Xuan's life.

At this moment, Tang Xuan didn't have too many waves in his heart, because he had already guessed that this would be the case, after all, Chu Feng was known as the number one swordsman in the world.

"Congratulations!"

Tang Xuan deliberately showed a look of loss and smiled bitterly.

"Second game, let's start."

Chu Feng did not show a look of joy, but said expressionlessly.

"I'm not good at force, I'm a literati, and the content of the second game is to compose a poem for the other party."

Tang Xuan pulled out the long scroll in his hand, and immediately spread it on the dirt floor, and the pen and ink in Tang Xuan's hand swayed, and began to chant poetry.

In fact, Tang Xuan is a literati and ink writer, he is a science and engineering man, and he is a mess when he writes poetry and dances.

A quarter of an hour later, the hand-just calligraphy was incomparably strong and picturesque.

On this picture scroll, it is written: There are swordsmen in the south who shine in the sky, the north wind is sassy and sleepless, the sword qi is 30,000 miles long, and the light of a sword is cold in 19 states!

After Chu Feng finished reading it, a touch of shock appeared on his immature face, which was a rare expression of this peerless swordsman, and he held this painting scroll in the palm of his hand as if it was a treasure, and gasped.

"How?"

Tang Xuan asked with a smile, where is this a poem written by himself, it is obviously a poem in a martial arts novel, Tang Xuan just borrowed it.

This kind of thing can only coax the people of this world.

"It's... I throw in the towel! ”

Although Chu Feng didn't want to admit it, his attainments in dancing and writing were indeed inferior to Tang Xuan.

After all, the latter could inquire about Chu Feng's great achievements, but Chu Feng didn't know anything about Tang Xuan, let alone chanting a poem, it was simply a fool's dream.

Tang Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart, is this a person who is afraid of being famous and a pig is afraid of being strong? Loved, loved.

After this victory, the third game tiebreaker is coming, which also represents the final bet.

This time the competition was to learn from each other with their weakest points, and Chu Feng and Tang Xuan showed their advantages in the first and second games respectively.

Now in the third game, Chu Feng can't use the sword, and Tang Xuan can't continue to dance and ink.

This is also Tang Xuan's trick, as long as this peerless swordsman is not allowed to get the sword, he will lose his strongest combat power.

"Fang Cai also showed his weakest strength, I am not good at force, and you are not good at literature and Taoism, if you can chant an ancient poem in a quarter of an hour with neat and artistic conception, then I will lose!"

Tang Xuan opened his mouth and made up the rules, in fact, it was false to say that he was not good at force, and his internal strength had been tempered to the point of perfection.

It can be applied to the way of the sword, and the sword can give birth to qi and cut everything.

"If you can cut off the ancient tree in front of you with a sword within a quarter of an hour, you win!"

Chu Feng also made up his own rules, he knew very well in his heart, and judging from the battle in the first game, the literati and ink artist in front of him obviously couldn't use a sword, let alone cut off this ancient tree with a sword.

Thinking of this, the corners of Chu Feng's eyes twitched slightly, he already thought that he had won the gamble this time.

"Let's get started!"

Tang Xuan and Chu Feng spoke at the same time, and when the words fell, they saw Tang Xuan raise the iron sword in his hand and keep slashing towards the ancient tree.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The old tree shook and its leaves fell, but the old tree did not move.

And Chu Feng closed his eyes, thinking about the neat verses of the battle in his heart, as a martial artist, it was also extremely difficult for him to chant poems here.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, I saw a trace of cold sweat on Chu Feng's forehead, the appointed time had come, but Chu Feng didn't have any clue.

On the other hand, Tang Xuan waved the iron sword in his hand with a relaxed face, the bark of the tree had been cut off, but the entire ancient tree was still unmoving.

Five minutes!

Four minutes!

Three minutes!

Ten seconds!

……

Two seconds!

One second!

When the time came, Chu Feng opened his eyes, he didn't have any inspiration at all, and he couldn't recite poetry against him.

But after he saw that the ancient tree in front of Tang Xuan did not move at all, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Xuan did not win, and he did not win, at most it was a tie.

"You've lost!"

Tang Xuan said with a smile, and when the words fell, he saw that the ancient tree in front of Tang Xuan exploded into pieces, and countless leaves fell one after another.

Chu Feng was shocked in his heart, how could this literati and ink artist in front of him do this in just a quarter of an hour? Could it be that he is a kendo genius?

"I... Lost..."

A bitter smile appeared on Chu Feng's face, he was really ashamed that he had lost to a literati and ink artist.