After Zhao Zheng handed over the note, he looked at the white paper on the table, and saw that the bookkeeper had written his name next to a person named Honeysuckle, and drew a small sword pattern on the side. When he saw the name, he gasped slightly, and his brows furrowed.

Honeysuckle, with a flower on its name, is not a woman, but an authentic man. This person is a very tricky opponent, although he is not as good as Kong Yunjie, he only has a five-fold heavenly cultivation, but among the many fighters, he can also be ranked in the middle and upper reaches. It's going to be very hard to beat this person. Iron Honeysuckle is the grandson of Tie Xuanfeng, the owner of Sword Casting Villa, and has obtained the true inheritance of the Iron Family, who is not only good at casting swords, but also good at using swords, and can also use swords to place sword formations.

The sword slave only issued twenty-three tokens, and claimed that there was already a beater in the villa, and that this person was referring to Honeysuckle.

Zhao Zheng turned around, looked at the honeysuckle not far away beside him, and took a good look at this person.

Honeysuckle was in her early twenties, very lean-looking, wearing a half-sleeved short brown dress with a pair of thick arms. His facial features are somewhat similar to his grandfather Tie Xuanfeng, and his eyebrows are tilted to both sides, looking very majestic. Behind him, he carried a huge sword box, the style of the sword box was very similar to that of the sword slave, and there must have been a lot of swords in it.

The swords in the sword case were all made by Honeysuckle, and the body of the sword was dripping with his sweat and full of his hard work. He loves to forge swords, and he also likes to use swords, and he is a little sword addict, second only to sword slaves in the degree of obsession.

"It's okay. It's a lottery. Zhao Zheng muttered secretly in his heart.

Winning the lottery for Kong Yunjie and others is considered to be the next lottery, the lottery for Xiao Lingtong and others is considered to be the upper lottery, and the lottery for Tie Yinhua can only be regarded as the winning lottery. It's not bad and it's not bad.

Honeysuckle glanced at the list on the table. After raising your head. also looked at Zhao Zheng, the two looked at each other, competing with each other, revealing a domineering hostility.

"When the official fight is made tomorrow, I will ask Zhao Shaoxia for more advice." Honeysuckle hugged her fists, not salty or indifferent.

"Each other, each other." Zhao Zheng replied.

Not only this pair of fighters, but the rest of the fighters are also looking at their enemies tomorrow.

Kong Yunjie met a fierce rival, Xiao Jiuge.

The "mandarin duck" in Tie Niu's hand was matched with Qian Wanjin.

Moyunzi's opponent is the fast sword. Xin Ling.

Chu Tian's opponent is Saiwai Hanguang. Sukhbaru.

Jiang Ming was unlucky. Ran into an extremely powerful enemy, Ling Feng Gongzi. White Flying Rain.

The little spirit boy meets the Tin Man.

Small butterflies. Peace of mind with the Fairy of Destiny. Fang Junru and the two women happened to get together.

The child is silent. Yun Qianhe's opponent is the nameless junior Wang Duo.

Another female swordsman, Tang Yubing, who is not very famous, meets a short dwarf. Gongye is tall and wide", one beautiful and one ugly seems to be in great contrast.

Twenty people, ten duels, the list of candidates has all been finalized, just wait for tomorrow after the ring is held!

Everyone looked at their opponents, some were happy and some were worried, and the most unlucky person among them was Jiang Ming, the Ling Feng Gongzi he met. Bai Feiyu was a sixfold heavenly martial artist, his strength was extremely strong, and he faced this person. There is almost no chance of winning.

"It's good, everybody has their own opponents. Hopefully, you will be able to give your best tomorrow and avoid casualties. Now it's time for the sword ceremony, come with me. Tie Xuanfeng waved his hand and took the lead and walked outside the house.

Whether everyone was satisfied or depressed, they could only temporarily press down various emotions and follow behind Tie Xuanfeng.

Just when everyone was about to leave, a strong man who knew martial arts ran in in a hurry, and an arrow fell in front of Tie Xuanfeng, kneeling down on one knee and saying, "Report to the owner, the son of the Sword Saint who is one of the fighters. Zheng Wou-Ki came to Honjo and asked to see him! ”

The news was like a thunderclap that exploded inside the house, and everyone was taken aback.

Zheng Wouji's fame is too big, most of his fame is stained with his father's light, and half is his own breakthrough. It is rumored that he once defeated a sevenfold heavenly martial artist with the Great Sword of Mountain Splitting. Luo Kun has completely surpassed a cultivation realm. Like this kind of record, even Kong Yunjie has never had it.

Among the many fighters, Zao Ki is the recognized favorite to win, with the lowest odds in the casino, and even if he bets, he won't make much money.

Almost all of the fighters were afraid of encountering Zao Wou-Ki, and many had secretly rejoiced when they had learned that Zao Wou-Ki had not arrived. In their opinion, as long as Zheng Wou-Ki does not come, they still have hope of winning.

But now that Zao Ki is here again, the hope of the others winning is very slim.

All kinds of disappointment were written on the faces of many fighters.

On the contrary, Tie Xuanfeng and Jian Nu were very happy to hear the news. Zheng Wuji is a young hero, a genius among geniuses, if the Zichu Sword can fall into his hands, it is exactly what the two old brothers want.

"Invite Zao Wou-Ki here to speak." Tie Xuanfeng said happily.

"Yes!" The strong man snorted, got up and left, and flew away.

The arrival of Zheng Wou-Ki interrupted the original plans of the men, and everyone stayed in the hall, waiting for Zheng Wou-Ki's arrival.

The beaters were obviously talking and laughing just now, but now they all stopped talking, and many people were secretly dissatisfied in their hearts.

Zheng Wou-Ki failed to come to the ring as promised, and missed the draw, but he still received such a courtesy and was not disqualified. This is more or less unfair, if you are an ordinary fighter who is late, you will never get such treatment, and eighty percent will be disqualified.

Zhao Zheng's mentality was not greatly affected, he had long known that Zheng Wuji would definitely come and would not miss the appointment. In his list of martial arts competitions, Zao Wou-Ki has never been eliminated.

After about a stick of incense, Zheng Wou-Ki finally arrived, and walked into the hall under the gaze of everyone. I saw that his white clothes were like snow, and his clothes were fluttering, and he looked out of the world. In addition, the sword on his waist is also white, and it is decorated with a few plum blossoms, relying on the embellishment of plum blossoms, which makes the sword body a little more cold in winter.

Zheng Wou-Ki is not very old. It's just in his early twenties. Looks proud and heroic. A pair of sword eyebrows slanted into the hairline, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and cheeks as if sharpened by a sword, giving people a sharp and difficult to approach feeling. His sword is sharp, and so are his men!

No matter how many eyes were fixed on him, Zheng Wouji's eyes always looked straight ahead, and he locked onto Tie Xuanfeng who was standing in the center as fast as he could. He walked over and saluted, "Senior Zheng Wouji." Meet the owner and meet the seniors. I was a little late because of my cultivation, and I hope that all my seniors will forgive my sins. ”

The sound was sonorous and powerful, like the clashing of swords.

Don't say that it is a real sword and real gun competition, even in ordinary times, Zheng Wou-Ki also shows an extraordinary temperament, which is not something ordinary people can compare.

"Excuse me, excuse me, stand up straight. Let the owner take a good look at you. Tie Xuanfeng twisted his gray beard and smiled.

"Yes." Zheng Wuji straightened his waist. The dusty white coat moved with the wind, shaking into waves.

Tie Xuanfeng looked Zheng Wuji up and down, nodded and praised, "If I'm not mistaken, the last time I met you was three years ago, when your father led you to the village and took the 'Ruixue Sword' hanging from your waist. I haven't seen you for three years, you have grown a lot taller, and you are more energetic, which is really gratifying. Your Ruixue Sword was forged by me, so it's been pretty easy to use in the past few years, right? ”

"Back to the owner, this sword has not tasted defeat since it followed me, and it is very easy to handle. Thank you for your hard work, day and night, to forge such a good and high-quality sword for me. Zheng Wou-Ki replied.

When Tie Niu next to him heard this, he muttered in a low voice: "He obviously has a high-grade sword, why did he still come to this troubled water?" ”

The sword slave raised his eyebrows, glared at Tie Niu fiercely, and scolded: "Tie Niu, keep your mouth shut for me, don't interject any more." ”

Iron Bull shrank his neck in fright and covered his big mouth.

Although Tie Niu's words were reckless, they expressed the hearts of many people.

Many people think that people who have a high-grade sword on their body should not come to snatch the Zichu Sword from them, which is too unforgiving. And with the top-grade sword, it will undoubtedly greatly increase its strength, making Zheng Wuji, who is already very strong, even more terrifying.

In fact, Sword Forge Villa has also considered creating a number of special swords for fighting martial arts, so that everyone can use such swords. However, considering that it would be difficult for a swordsman to use an unfamiliar sword, and he would not be able to use his full strength, he overturned this idea and let the fighter carry his own sword instead.

Carrying your own saber also led to the uneven result of the saber, some people used a poor sword, and someone used a good sword. Among the fighters, only Zheng Wuji and Kong Yunjie had high-grade swords, and the rest of them all had mid-to-low-grade swords, and there were even people who didn't use swords that didn't go into the stream, such as the big iron rod that Tie Niu was carrying.

Zheng Wuji glanced at Tie Niu lightly and explained: "It's true that I have a top-grade sword, and everyone has a cute sword heart, who doesn't want to have a few more top-grade swords in their hands." I heard that the Zichu Sword forged by the predecessors of the Sword Slave is of very high quality, and it is the best among the high-grade swords, and it is even close to the best sword, so I have a yearning for it and want to take it for myself. Moreover, this ring match has gathered many rising stars with swords, and I, as the son of a sword master, cannot miss it. ”

Tie Niu was originally going to say a few words to Zheng Wuji, but due to the warning of the sword slave, he could only close his mouth sullenly and whined a few times.

Tie Xuanfeng took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Wuji, you are a good sword player among the younger generation, Sword Casting Villa welcomes you to participate in this ring match, your arrival will definitely make this ring match more exciting." ”

"I will definitely live up to the expectations of my predecessors and perform well in the ring." Zheng Wuji retracted his gaze and looked at Tie Xuanfeng again.

"It's really a tiger father without a dog, your father is a sword master, and you are just as good, worthy of the word genius swordsman."

"Thank you seniors for the compliment." Zheng Wuji was neither humble nor arrogant.

The sword slave scratched his chin, remembered something, and interjected: "It's a great joy that you kid can come, but this group of fighters has just finished drawing the lottery and decided on the candidates for the fight, and after you came, the number of fighters has appeared in an odd number, and no one can make a pair with you." ”

"Sword slave senior, this matter is easy to solve." Without waiting for Zheng Wuji to speak, Kong Yunjie next to him walked over proudly, saluted the two seniors of the village owner and the sword slave, and then continued. "Since Zheng Shaoxia has no opponent. Just let me be his opponent! The two of us are evenly matched. Exactly the most suitable pair. As for my previous opponent Xiao Shaoxia, let him win directly by bye. ”

As soon as Zheng Wuji heard Kong Yunjie name to compete with him, he glanced at Kong Yunjie, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold light.

Another person in the crowd also cast a hostile look at Kong Yunjie, and that person was the jade-faced little Yama King. Xiao Wine Song!

Xiao Jiuge also has the cultivation of the Six Heavens, which is not inferior to Kong Yunjie and others, and has a ruthless temperament. If you stare at someone, you will kill people, so you have the nickname of the jade-faced little Yama. His father is the head of the cottage, a person in the evil way, and has done many major cases that have shocked the rivers and lakes. Among the many fighters, he was the only one who came from a famous evil family, and if his father hadn't followed him to protect him, someone would have been unfavorable to him.

Kong Yunjie named him to compete with Zheng Wuji, and wanted to hang Xiao Jiuge aside, obviously not taking Xiao Jiuge in his eyes.

Xiao Jiuge heard this. Of course I was not happy. If it weren't for the presence of Tie Xuanfeng and the others, he would have to jump up and fight Kong Yunjie.

Tie Xuanfeng saw that several juniors were all tense. smiled: "Hehe, you are so enterprising, this is commendable, but the set list cannot be easily changed, if everyone is clamoring to fight Wuji, wouldn't it be a mess." The candidates for the competition and the list remain the same, who should you compete with, and who should you compete with. As for Zheng Wou-ki, it's good to pick up a small bargain, get a bye in the first game, don't have to do it with others, and wait until the second game to participate in it. ”

Kong Yunjie was a little unwilling, but he couldn't make a mistake in front of Tie Xuanfeng, so he had to respond and retreat.

Xiao Jiuge was very dissatisfied with Kong Yunjie's approach just now, and said: "Boy, don't look at people inside the crack of the door, my strength is by no means worse than Zheng Wuji, see how I clean you up in the first competition." ”

Kong Yunjie turned his head and glared at Xiao Jiuge, not to be outdone, and said, "It's not certain who will clean up whom." Before I start with Zheng Wou-ki, I'll take you to move your muscles and bones. ”

These two people confronted Mai Mang in private, and they confronted each other for a lot of words, and no one was convinced.

Zheng Wou-Ki has a bye, he doesn't have to participate in the first competition, if someone else encounters this kind of good thing, he will definitely secretly rejoice, but Zheng Wou-Ki doesn't want to take advantage of this, he said: "I'm a step late, I violated the rules of this ring match, this is already a big mistake, how dare I be greedy for any small gains." I also hope that the owner of the village will take back his fate, and then arrange another Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Man as an opponent for me, no matter who this person is. If I can defeat the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artists, I think everyone will no longer blame me for being one step late. ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

There were no sevenfold heavenly martial artists among the fighters, and Zheng Wuji's implication was to select one more person from the fighters to compete with him, and he had to rely on this way to block everyone's mouths. If he could do this, defeating the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artists, others would have nothing to say.

Zheng Wuji had a precedent of defeating the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artists before, and when he said such things, he was not bragging, but he had quite confidence.

"You're bold and courageous, but your proposal doesn't conform to the rules of the ring, so forget it. Besides, with your reputation and ability, you don't need to prove anything at all, just honestly wait for the second competition to participate. Tie Xuanfeng said with a smile.

"Brother, this kid's proposal is not unreasonable, if he is late and can directly participate in the second competition, the other fighters will definitely have some complaints about it. In my opinion, it's better to follow the suggestion of this kid Wuji and find a sevenfold heavenly martial artist to fight him, but he doesn't have to win, as long as he can show his strength. The sword slave interjected.

"This ......" Tie Xuanfeng twisted his beard with his hand, a little hesitant. He is a more rigid person and likes to do things according to the rules.

"What this and that, it's decided. As for that Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Man, there is no need to find someone else, just let me, an old bad man, come out and meet this kid in person to see what real skills he has in his hands. The sword slave decided.

"Okay, then when it's time to fight, I'll ask my seniors to teach me a lot." Zheng Wou-Ki agreed.

Tie Xuanfeng saw that his younger brother had spoken, and Zheng Wuji agreed so happily, so he stopped blocking it.

In this way, Zheng Wou-ki, who was late, was also included in one of the candidates to participate in the fight tomorrow, and arranged for Jian Nu to be such a strong opponent.

When the dust settled, Tie Xuanfeng led everyone to continue to walk out, and went to perform the sword invitation ceremony of Zi Chu Sword. He led everyone all the way to the ring in the square, which had been built on a large scale.

The ring is ten zhang square, square in shape, made of stones, and the surface is paved with square bricks made of special ore. The area of the ring is large enough, and it is sturdy and durable, and it is not afraid of shocks. Not far from the east side of the ring, there is a stone platform, which is like a small minaret, and the tower is carved with a green dragon circling upward, and the carving process is lifelike.

On the north, east and south sides of the ring, there is a sloping grandstand on each side, and the three stands together are large enough to accommodate hundreds of people. The stands are full of lights, red soap, full of joy.

Most of the guests knew that there was going to be a sword ceremony today, so they came here early and found their seats to sit down.

Now that the ring match has not been officially held, the area around this ring has become very lively.

Tie Xuanfeng led the fighters up the stone steps to the ring about half a foot high, and stood in the center. He clasped his fists around him, and said some scenes and polite words, all of which welcomed everyone to Yunyun. After speaking, he announced the official start of the sword ceremony, and let out a clear whistle into the air.

The howling sound was like spring thunder, all the way to the sword mound in the back mountain. (To be continued......)