Su Yun looked at the confident Ye Changsheng and couldn't help nodding slightly.

The cultivators of the Tianxuan Continent are endless, but for thousands of years, only those who have real great perseverance and great opportunity can break through the acquired and advance to the innate powerhouse.

The Innate Strength is a group of people who stand at the top of the pyramid, and they have transcended the mundane and become the symbol of the pinnacle of martial arts.

Compared to ordinary cultivators, innate powerhouses have a lifespan of at least hundreds of years, and during these long hundreds of years, no one can be sure that their achievements will reach that point.

No one wants to be the enemy of the strong, and even the strong are not willing to be the enemy of the strong.

Those who tried to harm Ye Changsheng, unless they were desperate to kill Ye Changsheng for ten years, if they couldn't kill him, what was waiting for them would be the most cruel revenge.

And to kill someone for ten years, how much hatred must be driven?

Su Yun didn't think that in Furong City, Ye Changsheng would have such enemies and opponents.

Thinking about it this way, Ye Changsheng's trouble in Honglu Temple was actually not as serious as he imagined.

But Su Yun quickly thought of another thing: "Childe, you accepted Mu Lao's challenge?"

Ye Changsheng said nonchalantly: "To be precise, it is a comparison with Mu Qingke's eldest disciple." ”

Su Yun looked worried: "Mu Lao's eldest disciple is solemn, and he is also a sword-forging master, thirty years ago!"

Solemn?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes, he only had a general understanding of the sword-forging master of the Glory Federation, and he had an impression of the name Zhuang, but he didn't know that Zhuangzhong was actually Mu Qingke's eldest disciple.

So, my opponent is also a master swordsmith, and a master swordsmith with thirty years of experience?

Su Yun Zhengse said: "When the Federation determined the list of participants in the exchange conference, Zhuang Zheng happened to travel abroad, so he was not on the list, but Zhuang Zheng's sword-forging attainments are very high, and his works are in the collection of the top elites of the Federation." ”

Ye Changsheng was envious, this is the gap, he is also a sword casting master, and the long sword he forged by himself is far from such treatment.

Although his demeanor was relaxed, his heart really began to pay attention to it.

There are many masters in this world, and many of them are the so-called masters touted by the world, and it is for this reason that Ye Changsheng's identity as a sword-casting master will make the world disagree.

This is solemn and not famous, but the sword forged is recognized by the top magnates, which shows that there is real talent and real learning.

In fact, in Changsheng's view, it is a person like solemnity who is more in line with the positioning of the identity of the sword-casting master.

For such an opponent, it is not too much to pay attention to, and it is time for him to prepare seriously.

The swordsmith's sword-casting attainments come from a long period of accumulation and comprehension in practice, and it is actually difficult to improve in just five days.

However, Changsheng could turn five days into forty-five days, and with these forty-five days, he could at least study the ancient book that Yi Shuitang had given him.

Su Yun said goodbye and left, she came to Furong City this time, not many people knew her identity, presumably this mansion had already been monitored, the longer she stayed, the greater the possibility of being recognized.

As early as a few days ago, Su Yun specially arranged several meetings for Ye Changsheng, but because of the turmoil in Honglu Temple, she had to make some adjustments.

And in order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the opportunity to make waves, she also had to visit several people to minimize the impact of this turmoil.

As for the Honglu Temple officials who practiced the Ye family, Su Yun believed that even if he didn't make a move, the imperial court would not be able to tolerate them.

Sure enough, as Su Yun expected, the gang of Honglu Temple and the members of the Ministry of Rites, as well as several officials who "happened to pass by", disappeared without a trace that night.

By the next day, everything was calm as if nothing had happened.

The news of Ye Changsheng and Zhuang Zheng's competition spread at an extremely fast speed.

"Did you hear that Ye Changsheng is going to challenge the deputy hall master of our Aoki Hall, Master Zhuang?"

"Who is Ye Changsheng?"

"It's gray hair and longevity!"

"Who is the white-haired immortal?"

"It's the genius boy of the Yunlong Principality, it's he who cut off half of Gongsun Kang's tongue. ”

"It's so powerful, people who dare to hurt the Gongsun family are all heroes!"

"Isn't it, the Gongsun family is full of bad seeds, which is like our Su family, and there are all talents. ”

"But brother, although Ye Changsheng fights very well, but Master Zhuang is a swordsmith, what is there to challenge?"

......

The large and small teahouses in Furong City are all talking about this competition, but it is just a few words of gossip, and it will change as it spreads.

Whether it is Ye Changsheng or solemn, the fame is not so big as to cause a sensation, so the competition between the two of them can only be gossip.

Besides, the competition between the two swordsmiths is just a match, and it is not a ring battle that you like to see, so the spread of the topic is even lower.

A quaint teahouse, the drama on the stage is babbling, and the tea guests in the hall are listening to the drama and chatting, which is very lively.

On the second floor of the teahouse, in front of the square table facing the railing, several nobles heard the discussion from below, and couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

The handsome young man of Fengshen knocked the folding fan with his hand and said: "Obviously he is the youngest swordsmith in the Federation, but he is known as a martial artist by the world, which is ridiculous and pathetic. ”

The girl next to him retorted: "You can't say that, the common people are just watching the fun, what do they know? Besides, Ye Changsheng can compete with the Dharma Protector King Kong of Huoyun Temple, how can he not be regarded as a martial artist." ”

The young man in Chinese clothes shook his head with a smile and said: "It's just that Wulie has a request for people, so it saves some face for the new king of Yunlong, that Meng Mastiff King Kong really wants to be ruthless, and it would be good if Ye Changsheng could take ten moves!"

The girl was unconvinced and said: "Then Ye Changsheng defeated Gongsun Kang in ten moves and cut off Gongsun Kang's tongue, this is not fake, right?"

The young man in Chinese clothes said leisurely: "One hundred thousand Yunlong people witnessed this scene with their own eyes, it is naturally true, but Gongsun Kang was originally a parallel import, a real martial arts realm, not even a half-step supreme, compared to a real genius, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a martial artist." ”

The girl's apricot eyes glared: "I am the real martial arts realm, you dare to say that I am a martial artist?!"

The old man sitting on the side saw the two juniors arguing, and couldn't help crying and laughing: "Okay, how can you be like the crowd, shouldn't it be Ye Changsheng's sword-forging technique that the people from Fengcheng should pay attention to?"

"Uncle Chen, the Lingwu-level long sword cast by Ye Changsheng, the traces of Fengcheng are almost invisible, and there are not a few legendary-level long swords cast by him, we haven't seen them so far, how can we see his depth?"

The young man's expression was a little helpless, and with some schadenfreude, he sighed lightly, "But I have seen the solemnly cast long sword, this time, Ye Changsheng is afraid that he is going to lose." ”