On the rostrum, Lu Jianxi's face also looked much better.

In the end, Jiang Yun won in the end, and this matter would not have any bad impact, but would make Jiang Yun even more uplifted.

After all, there are many other Jiangdong sects sitting on this rostrum, although most of them are small and medium-sized sects, but they are small, and they are more down-to-earth.

With their spread, it is estimated that Jiang Yun's fame will spread well.

This is a good thing, and it is what Lu Jianxi likes to see.

The current Jiang Yun can be erected as a banner of Wudi rivers and lakes. His father died, but the political resources left by Jiang Ming are still there, and they are very rich.

Jiang Yun's banner is well established, and with the strength of Shangfu Sword Villa, it is not difficult to take over the banner of Jiangdong martial arts from the hands of the Jiang clan in Luzhou.

This is a very realistic factor, and his junior brother Zhao He, as the owner's right hand and think tank, has analyzed this problem with him carefully.

And removing these practical factors, just from his personal feelings, he is also willing to see Jiang Yun grow gradually, which is the ardent hope of the elders for the close juniors.

As Jiang Ming's friend in life and death, Lu Jianxi also hopes that Jiang Yun can grow up in the future, whether it is strength or reputation, he can grow to the point of being comparable to 'Wu Zhixia', and rebuild the prestige of the Jiang clan in Luzhou. At that time, even if he goes underground, he can proudly say that he has lived up to the friendship between the two when he sees his old friends.

"It is worthy of being Jiang Daxia's son, and when he finally fought back, the old man felt sweaty on his forehead when he looked at it." Elder Li Siheng of the Ink Sword Sect exclaimed.

"Elder Li, you're overexaggerating." Although Lu Jianxi was very happy in his heart, he still had to help Jiang Yun be modest.

After all, after the destruction of the Jiang clan, he can even be regarded as Jiang Yun's guardian now.

"No exaggeration, no exaggeration." Elder Li said, "Master Lu, let me just ask you, when you were seventeen years old, it seems that you had already enlightened the six stars, right?" But do you think you could stab the sword that broke the offensive so calmly at that time? ”

"This ......" Lu Jianxi thought about it, it was all twenty or thirty years ago, where did he remember it clearly?

But at this time, it seems that there is nothing wrong with touting it together. So, the owner of Lu Zhuang said: "It may not be." ”

These words aroused the sideways glances of many people next to them.

Lu Zhuangzhu can be regarded as the second person in Jiangdong martial arts, and his strength is slightly inferior to that of Jiang Ming, but he is also a hero who has been famous for many years. When he was a teenager, he was a genius who was famous all over the place, with hard work and luck, all the way to the present.

But listening to the meaning of this, didn't Lord Lu admit that he was not as good as Jiang Yun when he was young?

This caused a lot of whispers.

Li Siheng patted his thigh and said, "That's right!" Our white-clothed sword, although in terms of internal cultivation, can only be regarded as an ordinary genius, not the most outstanding, but at this age, with this calm and composed swordsmanship, it is also a talent that has not been seen for decades. ”

If this person wants to talk about strength, he is actually quite ordinary, he has been stuck in Linjiuxing for many years, and it is estimated that he has no hope of entering the Ming Realm in this life, and his background is a small sect like Mojianmen, which is estimated to have a total of about 100 people. However, he is old, has a high seniority, and has always had a good reputation, and there are still many people in the rivers and lakes who are willing to respect him.

What's more, he still spares no effort to praise Jiang Yun now.

Lu Jianxi stroked his beard to hide his smile and said: "Tiger father has no dog. ”

"yes." Elder Li said with emotion, "I am also familiar with Jiang Daxia, the leader of our Jiangdong Chivalry, but he was unexpectedly harmed by Xiaoxiao...... My son is so good, if he knows something, he should be more or less gratified. ”

"......" When Lu Jianxi heard Jiang Ming's name, he paused, but still said: "If Jiang Daxia wants to rest in peace, this revenge still has to be avenged." ”

"Inevitably." Li Siheng said generously: "Avenging Jiang Daxia is the great wish of the entire Jiangdong Martial Arts and even the entire Wudi rivers and lakes, even if it is the government, it cannot be stopped!" ”

In fact, he is not just talking about generosity, Mojianmen is around Jianye, the capital of Jiangdong, after this incident, although their strength is not large, but the disturbance is not small.

This is also a microcosm of the current Jiangdong martial arts.

……

There was such an episode, but the subsequent process was completed normally.

Jiang Yun returned to sit on the rostrum, and although Zhang Mosheng was stabbed on the back of his hand and his hand was bleeding all over his hand, it was not too heavy, and Jiang Yun would not be ruthless in this environment.

In fact, whether it is Zhang Mosheng's hand injury or Zhang Moping's broken ribs, it is not a very serious injury. After a while, there will be almost no problem.

When people walk in the rivers and lakes, this injury is nothing at all.

After bandaging his hand briefly, Zhang Mosheng stood on the stage again with all the outer disciples who had entered the knockout stage.

There is still one last link left in the sword competition - to announce the list of disciples who have been included in the true transmission this time.

Every year, the high-level of the Sword Burial Villa with the title of sword master, from the number of apprentices accepted by the Sword Competition, is actually uncertain, when there are two or three, and when there are more, seven or eight also appear, mainly to see if a certain outer disciple has impressed a certain sword master.

Moreover, I don't really look at the ranking - of course, those who can hit the top few will naturally have the ability, and there is no problem in being selected.

Lu Jianxi has no plans to accept apprentices this year, but this list still needs to be announced by him.

After reading three names in a row, the people who were read were naturally very happy, and those who were not read gradually became bitter.

But he never failed to pronounce Zhang Mosheng's name.

Among the outer disciples watching from the audience, there was a 'buzzing' discussion. Some people are complaining about Zhang Mosheng, some people are gloating, saying that he deserves to anger the head of the family because he has nothing to do, and so on.

Zhang Mosheng wrapped gauze in his right hand and stood in place, his face was quite calm.

No matter what he thought in his heart, at least he didn't show anything special on his face.

Lu Jianxi stared at him for a while, pausing for a long time.

Just when everyone thought that there would be only three this year, Zhang Mosheng annoyed the head of the family because of the previous incident and did not give him his true identity, Lu Jianxi still read out his name.

“…… Wen Xiang Sword Master, accepted Zhang Mosheng as an apprentice. ”

After that, he stopped and no longer looked at Zhang Mosheng, but turned to face these outer disciples who had been accepted as true inheritance, and warned them to be proud of the Burial Sword Villa in the future, respect their teachers, and follow their respective masters to cultivate well or something.

At this point, the thirteenth year of Yongchu this session of the Burial Sword Villa Sword Competition has come to an end.