Early the next morning, Shi Guangwen walked into the bathroom with a toothbrush in the tooth jar, and saw Jiang Mubai trimming his eyebrows in front of the half-length mirror above the sink, and his eyes were round in shock.

"Hey, Senior Brother Jiang, you're going on a date with Teacher Lin."

"Where, I'm going to Yanwulou to participate in the sword meeting, if I have the chance, I will see the singularities of Yedu by the way."

Jiang Mubai replied casually, leaned his body slightly, clamped the knife in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and neatly cultivated two straight and upright sword eyebrows, then turned his head and asked, "Senior Sister Qiu, how is it?"

Qiu Yi, who was standing in the living room, cast a scrutinizing gaze, and after carefully observing the shape, contour and lines of his eyebrows, he nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, the naturally growing eyebrow shape is still softer, and now the contours of these facial features are much better than before, well, it's really ingenious, no wonder it's a good dish." ”

"Is there it" Shi Guangwen looked up and down a few times, shook his head and said, "It's no different from yesterday, aren't they all the same?"

Qiu Yi threw him a contemptuous look, and then said, "Little junior brother, I have a class today, so I won't accompany you." ”

The class is just an excuse, in fact, she doesn't want to meet the stalker Liu Ru, Jiang Mubai understands her suffering, nods in agreement, and says to Shi Guangwen: "Senior Brother Shi, please do something, help me take care of the child for a day"

The child he said was naturally Jiang Huiyin, and the venue of today's sword meeting was in Yanwulou, and he could have sent Jiang Huiyin to watch the game by the way, but the group round-robin ended yesterday, and he took a day off as usual, and waited until tomorrow to start the top 16 knockout rounds.

"No problem." Shi Guangwen agreed, and said while receiving water, "By the way, I heard that Zhang Chiyuan has reached the top 16."

"Well, I lost two games at the beginning, and I won both of them later, and I just qualified." Jiang Mubai nodded, applauding Zhang Chiyuan in his heart.

The round-robin round robin matches will divide the 32 qualifiers into eight groups, with each group round-robin, with the top two teams in each group qualifying.

Zhang Chiyuan had a bad start, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, although every victory was hard-won, but every time he came on stage, he played bloody and stylish, and even had his own name, because of his perseverance in the ring, the audience was impressed, and many people called him "Little Tumbler".

"Yes, luck alone can't make it to the top 16." Shi Guang praised it, squeezed the toothpaste and stabbed the wire toothbrush into his mouth in and out, the movement was so fast that there was a rustling, tooth-sore rubbing sound in his mouth.

The quenching environment is different, and brushing your teeth is different from ordinary people.

Jiang Mubai muttered a few words in his heart, fixed his hairstyle with hair wax, then changed into a military uniform that was ironed smoothly without a trace of wrinkles, and stood in front of Senior Sister Qiu's dresser and circled like a little girl.

The last time he paid attention to his appearance like this was when he put on a military uniform for the first time before entering the inner door of the Juying Pavilion.

It feels awkward to think about a man dressed up to get close to two men.

However, Jiang Mubai had no choice, although his surname was Jiang, he could not sit firmly in Diaoyutai like Jiang Taigong.

No matter how small the shrimp is, it is also meat, and if you can't catch a big fish, the secret police station will swallow his shrimp. Therefore, in order to ensure his own safety, he had to dig out his mind and get on the line with Liu Shengyuan and Wang Qinheng as soon as possible.

Qiu Yi glanced at it a few times, his face was strange, and he stopped talking, Jiang Mubai didn't know how to explain, so he simply didn't explain, and after a few words of explanation to Jiang Huiyin, he picked up the Moyang Sword and hurriedly went out.

Less than eleven o'clock, Jiang Mubai arrived at the Yanwu Building, in order to attract attention, he deliberately imitated the standing posture of the martial saint statue, standing at the foot of the colossus like a sculpture.

At the opening of the audition, he once saluted the statue of the martial saint with Senior Brother Shi, at that time he only had respect for the great man in his heart, and now he understands the cruelty and tragedy of the all-out war, and then thinks of the legend of the martial saint who fought 100,000 evil demons alone until he died of exhaustion, and he was suddenly full of emotion.

A memory that did not belong to him quietly emerged, and under the fire of the cannonballs, the young man with heavy pupils broke through the military formation, confronted the hideous and terrifying monsters, and sent swords and swords towards their fangs and claws.

Under the sky, blood and scorched earth bloomed together, red like the rising sun, black like night, and there was a heavy and tragic war song that pierced through the eardrums, and the song was like the raging waves in the vast ocean, like the howling wind in the primeval forest, making the listener's body tremble involuntarily. This tremor is not chilled by fear, but by the boiling of blood.

Jiang Mubai was so immersed in it that he completely forgot the time.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a wide but not rough palm fell on his shoulder, and when the skin of the palm was about to touch the fabric of the military uniform, a dark but dazzling sword light appeared on his fingertips.

"Hey"

Liu Shengyuan retracted his right hand, put his five fingers together, and found that the nail of his middle finger was one point shorter, he was stunned for a moment, and praised loudly: "What a fast sword, such a steady hand, amazing, admire"

Jiang Mubai slowly raised his arm, put his sword back into its sheath, and nodded and smiled with a little apology: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the huge clock hanging on the outer wall of the Yanwu Tower.

It's not early, it's not late, it's exactly 11:30.

"It's time for me to apologize for disturbing you." Liu Shengyuan shook his head, removed the coffin-like sword box behind him, bowed deeply to the Martial Saint Statue, and after saluting, he straightened up and asked, "You come to participate in the Sword Discussion Meeting"

The Yanwulou Sword Club is different from the Ye Da Sword Club, the Ye Da Sword Club is a sword cultivation party, while the Yanwulou Sword Club is a swordsman gathering, whether it is martial arts, law cultivation or sword cultivation, as long as the monks who use the sword as a weapon, they can participate in the Yanwulou Sword Meeting, of course, provided that they can meet the threshold of the party, or someone recommends it.

"Well, I heard that participating in the martial arts building sword debate will have the opportunity to visit the singularity." Jiang Mubai made a curious expression, "Brother Liu, have you ever seen a singularity?"

Liu Shengyuan's eyes locked on the hilt of the Moyang Sword, and nodded: "I've seen it a few times, I said, this shouldn't be Moyang?"

"Yes, it's Xuan Xiangwei's Moyang Sword." Jiang Mubai generously admitted that he was a little surprised at first, and then he thought of Liu Shengyuan's identity and took it for granted.

This macho man comes from a family of swordsmiths, and it would be strange if he couldn't recognize the Moyang Sword.

Liu Shengyuan sighed: "It's really true, I felt like it last time, but I didn't expect you to really use the Moyang Sword as a weapon." ”

Using the collectible Moyang Sword as a weapon is like using the imperial kiln porcelain as a rice bowl, even Liu Shengyuan, who is a huge family member, will not be extravagant enough to use antiques as daily necessities.

Jiang Mubai smiled and didn't speak, thinking in his heart.

Looking at Liu Shengyuan's expression, he should like it, so do you want to give him the Moyang Sword

If you can exchange a low-grade treasure soldier for the friendship of the Liu family's kendo genius, it will definitely be a good deal to make sure you don't lose money, not to mention Jiang Mubai's task.

However, the Moyang sword is pleasing to the eye, Jiang Mubai is really a little reluctant, and besides, it is very important to set up a good character, and the swordsman who gave the sword in order to please the children of the family is not a pleasing character no matter how you think about it.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Jiang Mubai revealed the topic: "Brother Liu, how long will the Sword Discussion Conference start?"

"It's coming." Liu Shengyuan looked up at the clock, picked up the sword box and grinned, "Let's go, let's go upstairs and wait first." ”