Sikong Yue was about to walk out of the pergola, but a sword was in front of her, and she turned her head to find that it was Sikong Xiao.

"I'll Go"

Leaving two words, without waiting for Sikong Yue to speak again, Sikong Xiao walked out of the pergola first with a sword.

"Sister Huamian! Look, it's the Ninth Young Master! Seeing that it was her own young master, Xiao Cui stepped forward and excitedly grabbed Hua Mian and shouted.

Hua Mian is feeling bored to watch, even if someone she knows, she just barely pulled her interest back, the only thing she can look forward to is Sikong Xiao's actual combat swordsmanship, she has seen it, although it looks quite unscientific, but it is pleasing to the eye.

Sikong Xiao walked towards the man step by step with his sword, and the man noticed that although the person who was walking towards him was younger than the previous two, the aura he felt from him was far from the previous people.

Different from the attitude of the previous two, Sikong Xiao still made a formal salute in the face of the artist, so that the man had a lot of good feelings towards him, and did not despise him because of his identity as an artist, he was completely regarded as an opponent to face squarely, it seems that this game will be much more interesting than the previous one.

The man returned the salute seriously, and the long iron rod in his hand turned around twice in his hand, changing the style, this time even a person like Hua Mian who didn't know anything could clearly feel that the atmosphere was different from just now.

Without any superfluous movements, the weapons in the hands of the two suddenly collided together, the man's long stick was fast and flexible, but Sikong Xiao's sword was faster and more agile than him, and so was his skill.

The man swept out with the same move, Sikong Xiao jumped lightly and flipped behind the man, the opponent appeared behind the man, the man did not panic, and sent the long stick in his hand behind him with his backhand, at the same time, Sikong Xiao's feet just landed, and he bent backwards to let the long stick pass over his face, causing everyone in the mission to let out bursts of exclamations.

Ye Huang asked Sikong Yue on the side, "What do you think of the fourth aunt?" Uncle won't have a problem."

"What? Do you think he won't be able to beat him? Sikong Yue asked with a smile, the expression on her face was much easier at this time, but letting her younger brother go up meant that she didn't have to play.

"That's inevitable, my uncle's swordsmanship is the best in the world, but this person is also very powerful, he can fight with his uncle for so long...... Look at it!! He dodged his uncle's sword", Ye Huang shouted as if he had seen something.

With his shout, Sikong Xiao's sword picked up a few pieces of fragments from the corner of the man's sleeve, the man dodged and jumped two steps to dodge, raised his hand to look at the sleeve that was cut, and said with a fist: "Mr. is really good at swordsmanship, and he is willing to bow down."

Sikong Xiao couldn't understand Beilin's words, but he could roughly understand from the opponent's movements that he was admitting defeat, so he withdrew the movements in his hand, and pulled up the sword with a twist of his wrist.

Seeing that Sikong Xiao had won, the people in the mission finally breathed a sigh of relief, and if the dignified and pro-mission lost to a street performer, it would make people laugh out of their big teeth.

Seeing that the people in the mission had finally returned to their previous cheerful atmosphere, Xue Chengshou couldn't help but wipe his sweat again, this reception work is really not easy to do, it is better to end these adults as soon as possible and send them away.

The man who was performing did not cause much of the conversation in the crowd after thanking him and leaving the empty venue, a small episode that did not cause much of a conversation in the crowd and was already over before the next performance began.