Bai Siguo was also at a loss, and shook his head at Ye Changsheng.

Although he was happy to see Ye Changsheng be able to show his strength in front of everyone, that could only be done with Ye Changsheng's consent.

Sheng Wenxuan, is it the descendant of the Sheng family in Taolin Town?

The big butler of the White Mansion stepped forward and whispered: "Master, son, he is a branch of the Sheng family in Taolin Town, he has been practicing outside all the year round, three months ago, in the top 20 of the Sword Conference, Sheng Wenxuan defeated Huang Jingyun in three moves. ”

Ye Changsheng was surprised, he was able to defeat Huang Jingyun in three moves, and his strength was indeed very strong.

The top 20 matches of the Sword Conference seem to be a single-elimination round, so Huang Jingyun didn't even enter the top 10?

For the fall of Huang Jingyun's genius, Changsheng will not make fun of it, nor will he sympathize.

The setbacks and blows that Changsheng suffered at the beginning were 10,000 times more tragic than Huang Jingyun, how could he ever bow his head to fate?

If even the power of hatred can't cheer Huang Jingyun up, then it can only be said that he is not suitable to be a martial artist.

Everyone in the hall whispered, and they all knew Sheng Wenxuan's identity in a moment, and at the same time, their eyes suddenly became expectant.

It is rumored that although Ye Changsheng has a leg disease, he is also a master of making swords, at the beginning of the Iron Eagle Hall, Ye Changsheng's sword roared in the west wind, shattering thousands of sharp swords, which proved his good strength.

However, rumors are rumors after all, no one has ever seen Ye Changsheng make a move, if he can see it today, this dinner will be even more perfect.

It's a pity that they were disappointed, Ye Changsheng calmly looked at the young man in front of him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't accept your challenge." ”

Sheng Wenxuan paused for a moment, he didn't expect Ye Changsheng to refuse him, so neat and polite, for a while, he was at a loss.

Just when the young man was stunned, he heard a crisp voice coming: "Sheng Wenxuan, you are looking for death, dare to find trouble with your elder brother!"

At the door of the hall, Zi Ling'er took Wu Yu'er and Bai Si's youngest son Bai Zhancong and walked forward angrily.

Sheng Wenxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Ling'er, I'm not asking him for trouble, I'm challenging him!"

"What do you call me?!" Zi Ling'er crossed her hands on her hips, and her apricot eyes were round.

She was wearing a purple dress, cirrus boots, two ponytails, and a Xuanming sword hanging from her waist.

Sheng Wenxuan's face was flushed, he saluted, and chirped: "I've seen Aunt Ling'er." ”

Auntie?!

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but laugh, and the elders of the Sheng family couldn't help crying and laughing.

There is no way, the little bell is the closed disciple of the Taixu real person, and when it comes to seniority, the Baiyun Guanguan is the head of the Ascending Level, and he also wants to call the little bell a little junior sister.

Zi Ling'er snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, why are you challenging Brother Changsheng?"

Sheng Wenxuan hurriedly said: "Isn't this just happening, besides, after I defeated Huang Jingyun, Huang Jingyun said unashamedly, I can't take Ye Changsheng's move!"

Everyone was surprised, they vaguely remembered that once in Ding Mansion, Ye Changsheng and Huang Jingyun had a fight, but it seemed to be interrupted at the beginning.

At that time, everyone thought that Huang Jingyun's subordinates showed mercy and let Ye Changsheng go.

But according to what Sheng Wenxuan said, could it be said that Ye Changsheng released Huang Jingyun?

Ye Changsheng's strength, is it really so powerful?

Zi Ling'er nodded, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Although Huang Jingyun is a little bastard, he finally told the truth, he is not the opponent of Brother Changsheng, and neither are you, listen to my aunt's words, go back!"

Sheng Wenxuan nodded instinctively, just moved his steps, suddenly reacted, and hurriedly stood still.

Didn't he deliberately go to Sanshui Town just to have a discussion with Ye Changsheng?

The heart of martial arts, how could it be shaken by a few words from the little bell?

Because of His Royal Highness the Prince's trip a few days ago, the top ten matches of the Sword Conference were postponed to next month, and Sheng Wenxuan was about to return to the capital for retreat.

Before the retreat, how could he give up the opportunity to fight against Ye Changsheng?

Sheng Wenxuan plucked up his courage and said loudly: "Senior aunt, I am challenging Ye Changsheng as a martial artist, I am not here to win or lose, just to challenge!"

"Hey, you're not a little daring. Zi Ling'er and Wu Yu'er looked at Sheng Wenxuan in surprise, but they didn't have much anger.

When they were in the capital, they often met, after all, everyone's family was in the same place, so the two girls bullied Sheng Wenxuan without blinking their eyes.

I didn't expect Sheng Wenxuan to have this courage and persistence.

Ye Changsheng was also surprised, and thought for a while: "That's it, Master Sheng, you and my retinue have a sledgehammer, and you will definitely gain something." ”

Sheng Wenxuan's aura is violent, and his aura is very powerful, combined with his wide skeleton and unusually wide palm, it is not difficult to judge that he is also taking a fierce route.

And the sledgehammer has broken through the realm of aura divergence, and the control of power is free, which can be a demonstration for Sheng Wenxuan.

Sheng Wenxuan's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Ye Changsheng, I challenge you as a martial artist, and if you refuse, how can you insult me?!"

Changsheng looked stunned, and then reacted, obviously when he spoke just now, he didn't consider the identity of the sledgehammer.

Probably this noble son from a famous family thinks that he has lost his identity by playing tricks with a subordinate like Sledgehammer.

At this moment, An Zhisu said lightly: "Boy, it is your blessing to be able to fight with a sledgehammer, if you can comprehend a few points, it will not be a problem to enter the top three of the Sword Conference!"

Sheng Wenxuan was shocked, but he couldn't help but believe it.

After he entered the hall with his elders, he specially saluted An Zhisu's seniors, and he was so excited about it.

Master An is the great elder of the General Guild of Refiners, and he is also a transcendent figure in the cultivation world, so how can he be unreasonable.

Everyone was also shocked and looked at the sledgehammer standing behind the wheelchair.

The meaning of Master An's words, this simple and sturdy young man is also a master, and his strength is very strong, strong enough to train the top ten teenagers of the Sword Conference?

In this way, Ye Changsheng is not humiliating Sheng Wenxuan, but fulfilling Sheng Wenxuan.

Sheng Wenxuan obviously thought of this as well, his face turned red, and he hurriedly bowed to Master An, and solemnly apologized to Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng didn't care, and said with a side face: "Sledgehammer, pay attention to proportion." ”

Sledgehammer nodded hurriedly and strode forward.

Everyone moved out of the way and looked at the sledgehammer curiously.

In front of everyone's eyes, the sledgehammer was a little nervous, and he casually took off a leather bag from his back, squatted on the ground very unstintably, and took out the contents inside.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, the sledgehammer was extremely skillful, splicing several metal pieces together.

This looks, like ...... Hammer?

It's really a hammer!

(End of chapter)