The swordsmith's tearful accusation once again caused an uproar.

Many people looked at Ye Changsheng's eyes full of unkindness, and even revealed Chi Guoguo's hatred.

Sure enough, it was cheating.

Let's just say, no matter how high Ye Changsheng's talent is, he is only a sixteen-year-old boy, how can he compare to a solemn master who has been famous for thirty years.

A few days ago, Ye Changsheng made a big fuss in Honglu Temple, and also brought out the second prince Su Yuanfang.

Since His Royal Highness the Second Prince and Ye Changsheng have a relationship, it is not surprising that His Royal Highness favors Ye Changsheng in this competition.

The guild bosses who were like mourning suddenly glowed with a second spring, and they were full of vindictiveness, glaring angrily at Ye Changsheng!

The swordsmith who was kneeling on the ground got up, pointed at Ye Changsheng, and said sharply: "Ye Changsheng, since you have admitted to cheating, you still don't kneel down to apologize to my master!"

"Yes, apologies!"

"Can't spare him!"

"Such a despicable villain, I am ashamed to be with you!"

The crowd was surging, and the reprimands and scolding completely drowned out Ye Changsheng.

Mu Qingke stretched out his two big hands, and said without anger: "Be quiet!"

When the swordsmiths quieted down, Mu Qingke walked up to Ye Changsheng proudly, condescendingly, looking at Ye Changsheng with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

"Ye Changsheng, you have to give us an explanation today!" Mu Qingke said with a sense of oppression.

Ye Changsheng sat in a wheelchair and said with a surprised expression: "I just said that I played a little trick, who said I cheated?"

Mu Qingke sneered, "Is there a difference?"

Ye Changsheng said coldly: "The difference is big, Mu Lao, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." ”

The old man often said that it is not easy to save the drowning person, because when a person is dying, he will not let go of anything, even if he saves him, he will be dragged into the water.

Ye Changsheng regretted it, if he hadn't wanted to save a little face for Zhuang Zheng, he would have left this ghost place at this time.

"The old man doesn't understand?!" Mu Qingke's face turned blue with anger, and he laughed angrily, "Then you can tell me, how to distinguish it?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the sword stand on the high platform and said lightly: "The clothes cutting sword you took out is not the only genuine product!"

What, not the only genuine thing?!

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at the sword stand not far away, and then looked at Ye Changsheng.

Mu Qingke and the other guild bosses were also shocked, they had no way of determining what Ye Changsheng's words meant.

"I'll tell you!"

Beside Chen Laoji, the young man in Chinese clothes of the Ye family in Fengcheng strode forward and glanced at Ye Changsheng defiantly, probably meaning how can you let you steal the limelight alone?

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the young man smiled proudly and said loudly, "After the assassin Yu Rang committed suicide, Zhao Xiangzi ordered someone to cast a sword to cut clothes, and the leader of the craftsmen thought that Zhao Xiangzi was too hypocritical and would desecrate this sword, so he cast two identical sword-cutting swords, one was dedicated to Zhao Xiangzi, and the other took himself home and enshrined it. ”

After that, the young man looked at Ye Changsheng: "Han, Zhao and Wei are divided into Jin, and Zhao Xiangzi's son established the Zhao State, and this secret history is also recorded in the "Biography of the Three Jin Dynasty", Ye Changsheng, what I said is not wrong, right?"

Ye Changsheng smiled and nodded: "Childe is really knowledgeable, it is true." ”

The young man pouted disdainfully: "Cut, praising me is not praising yourself." ”

Having said that, it can be seen that the boy is still very proud.

What he was really proud of was that his words were much more convincing than Ye Changsheng's own words, and it was he who rescued Ye Changsheng from the dire situation.

The old pedant who was proficient in twenty-one kneeling looked dazed: ""The Legend of the Three Jin Dynasty, why hasn't the old man heard of this book?"

The young man from Fengcheng said coldly: "That's because someone doesn't want you to see it, I dare to pack a ticket, there is definitely this book in the Glory Academy." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at an old man in Tsing Yi in the crowd.

The old man smiled helplessly: "The academy does have this book, but the book records the five sons of Zhao Xiangzi fighting for the throne, which is too bloody and tragic, and the views are extreme, so this book is listed as a banned book." ”

Everyone couldn't help but be silent, and the Confucian Spring and Autumn penmanship was like this, deleting or banning some things that they thought were bad.

But no matter what, the words of the young man of Fengcheng and the elder of the scholar were enough to confirm that Ye Changsheng's statement about the two swords was valid.

Ye Changsheng also breathed a sigh of relief, he was finally able to say that he was on time.

Waiting for everyone to calm down, Ye Changsheng said truthfully: "The two clothes swords, one furnace, are exactly the same, the Sword Forger Guild has collected one, and one is once in my hands." ”

Looking at Mu Qingke, whose face was blue, Ye Changsheng smiled and said with remembrance: "When I was young and ignorant, I saw that my father had received a rusty bronze sword, so I secretly took this sword, melted it, and made two knives. Later, I learned that this sword was called the Clothes Cutting Sword. ”

"Vertical Zi'an dares to do this!" An angry roar came from the crowd, and a bearded sword-forging master glared at Ye Changsheng with a cracked eye.

The other swordsmiths were also distressed, the Assassin's No. 1 Sword Sword, the only two treasures, was destroyed by this bear child.

Annoying, hateful!

That's not the point, okay.

Ye Changsheng glanced at the bearded man and continued: "So, I have known this sword since I was a child, and I have taken it as a lesson, and in the days since, I have practiced with this sword countless times. ”

Ye Changsheng looked solemn and bowed slightly: "Therefore, the solemn master, if you don't win in the next battle, it's just a fluke." ”

The five flavors in Zhuang Zhongzhong's heart were Chen, but they were mostly bitter and astringent, and he returned the salute to Ye Changsheng slightly.

Where is there anything that is invincible, the genuine sword has been stored in the Sword Forgers Guild, and he has copied it many times in private?

If you want to say that victory is not martial, it should be him.

With Mu Qingke's sigh, the brilliance in the eyes of the guild bosses and solemn colleagues and disciples quickly dimmed.

No wonder Ye Changsheng said that he was invincible and clever, he had been exposed to the sword since he was a child, and he melted the sword, how could he not be familiar with it?

This definitely can't be regarded as cheating, the exam questions were from Mu Lao, and Ye Changsheng didn't know it at all before.

But it was such a coincidence that the sword chosen for the competition happened to be a clothes sword.

Of course, it must not be said that Ye Changsheng was lucky, Ye Changsheng's sword-casting technique was there, and everyone saw it.

And he knows the content of the forbidden book that no one else knows, this is strength.

Liu Bufan, Mo Longfeng and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their mood was like doing a roller coaster, and they were about to be scared to death.

However, this is not the end, the swordsmith who accused Ye Changsheng before stepped forward again and said loudly: "Ye Changsheng, then you and His Royal Highness the Second Prince secretly transmit the news, what do you say?!"