The wind came from nowhere.

In the closed meditation room, the candle flame on the red candle flickered.

The candlelight reflected the figure of the Xiliang Sword Saint incomparably huge, like the Buddha statue on the Buddha's feather, casting a huge black shadow under the beam.

And in this dark shadow, Su Qing was stunned.

"Wu Zhuangyuan ......"

The woman who had been chattering all the time looked at her father in amazement, as if she was thousands of miles away.

"Father, are you going to ......" A stiff smile appeared on the corner of Su Qing's mouth as she looked at the Xiliang Sword Saint.

"Ruan Qing? How could it be ......"

"How could it be impossible," Xiliang Sword Saint said lightly, "Since she was the winner of the last Sword Fighting Conference, then this is her duty. ”

Why can't he pin his hopes on her?

"No...... It's not ......" Su Qing looked at her estranged father in disbelief, and said with a stammering mouth, "I obviously heard about it...... The winner of last year's sword fighting tournament was still the big brother......"

"Listen to your mother?" Xiliang Sword Saint Liang Liang glanced at this daughter who was not similar to him at all.

"I should have taught you what to see with your own eyes, and it seems that you still regard it as the wind in your ears."

"No, I was ......" Su Qing's eyes widened in astonishment.

The sword fighting conference is the practice of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, and it is also the biggest event, it is the internal martial arts competition of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, which is held once every three years, all the disciples fight with the real sword, learn from the sword, and decide the best of each generation.

Su Qing stopped participating after winning a "winner" at the age of fourteen, and then Mo Han began to participate and won three consecutive victories.

And the most recent sword fighting conference was last year, at that time, Su Qing was visiting famous mountains in Dazhou to find female disciples to compete, and the Xiliang Sword Saint once sent a letter to her to come back.

But Su Qing felt that it was just a sword fighting conference, and she had watched nothing special for so many years, so she pretended not to receive the letter and continued to play outside.

But when she returned to the Sword Pavilion after being seriously injured in Huizhou last year, she found that the atmosphere in the Pavilion had become different from previous years.

And all this seems to have started with that sword fighting conference......

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion who went to the Great Zhou this time were all the top-ranked disciples in last year's Sword Fighting Conference.

And just after Su Qing inquired about the information in hindsight, both his disciples and his mother told him that the winner of last year's sword fighting conference was still Senior Brother Mo Han without any suspense.

Su Qing looked at her father, who could never see through the head of the house, and argued, "Although it is true that my mother told me, but after that, I checked the records of the Library, and it is true that the winner is the senior brother......"

Although her original intention of checking the roster of the Sword Fighting Conference was not to believe that a female disciple with no name actually won the second ......

That was also the first time Su Qing faced Ruan Qing's existence.

Su Qing used to treat her as a charming woman who was valued by her father for some reason.

But looking at the Xiliang Sword Saint with cold eyes under the lights, Su Qing's heart suddenly felt a chill.

At this time, Su Qing suddenly remembered a few short sentences in the thin book.

It is a few descriptions of the scene during the decisive battle of the sword fighting tournament.

The decisive battle of the last sword fighting tournament was actually held secretly in the room.

Just after Mo Han and Ruan Qing entered the decisive battle, the Xiliang Sword Saint Dugu Jian summoned the two into the Xiliang Sword Pavilion Holy Land Jianxin Pavilion and closed the door tightly.

Finally, the door opened, and Mo Han walked out without saying a word.

And Ruan Qing then walked out.

Both of them were unscathed, and it was completely unrecognizable that there was a fierce fight.

Then the Xiliang Sword Saint walked out and announced the end of this decisive battle.

It is not said who the winner will be.

No disciple dared to question their pavilion master, and the winner of the sword fighting conference usually stepped down first, and everyone tacitly accepted that Mo Han had won.

The Xiliang Sword Saint did not deny it.

Mo Han and Ruan Qing were also as silent as ever.

The rumor that Mo Han was the winner spread.

But now that he thinks about it, Mo Han really didn't say once that he won.

Su Qing originally thought that Mo Han had won too much and didn't care, but at this time, looking at her unfathomable father, Su Qing's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Father...... Could it be ......" She looked at her father in amazement, as if everything was in the palm of her hand, Xiliang Sword Saint.

"That's it." Xiliang Sword Saint glanced at her, and the scene that only he had seen appeared in front of him.

In the Sword Heart Pavilion that day, he ordered Mo Han and Ruan Qing to put down the swords in their hands, sit face to face, and use only a lit bamboo branch as a sword in the dark to fight each other.

This is also the oldest way of sword fighting in the Sword Pavilion, which does not move the true yuan, but only learns sword skills.

And this kind of learning method is generally only used for the best disciples.

The Sword Fighting Conference requires a real sword fight, but for the top disciples who are on a par with each other, the real sword fight is too quiet, and most of them lose both, causing unnecessary losses to the Sword Pavilion.

Back then, the Xiliang Sword Saint and his junior brother mostly used this way to duel.

As for the later ......

The true yuan of the Xiliang Sword Saint moved slightly, and he quickly retracted his thoughts and wanted to return to his disciple.

In front of the statues of the ancestors, he looked at the sword fire that dazzled even the best swordsmen, and he knew that he was doing the right thing.

These two disciples, even in the Sword Pavilion, are also the best in the world for a hundred years, just like him and ......

Xiliang Sword Saint forcibly interrupted his thoughts again, staring at the daughter in front of him who didn't understand anything like her mother.

The light in Su Qing's eyes flickered, like the sparks of the bamboo branch in Mo Han's hand in the darkness at that time.

Just when the two of them entered the peak realm of sword fighting, Ruan Qing seemed to have a flaw, and Mo Han grasped this, and the bamboo branch in his hand was like a real sharp arrow, stabbing sharply into the girl's slender neck.

However, Ruan Qing seemed to be unconscious, and still sat in place.

Xiliang Sword Saint's pupils shrank, but he found that the next moment, the bamboo branch in the hand of his most proud eldest disciple stayed an inch in front of Ruan Qing's throat.

It was as if it was frozen.

The next moment, Mo Han Huoran got up and threw the bamboo branch in his hand to the ground with a snap.

The young man's chest rose and fell, as if he was suffering great emotions, but in the end, he looked at his junior sister who was still sitting on the ground without saying a word for a long time.

He closed his eyes, bowed to the Sword Saint on his seat, and stepped out of the door without saying a word.

Xiliang Sword Saint Dugu Jian looked at the woman sitting on the ground like bamboo branches and wood that had been broken into a few knots, and sighed heavily.

He remembered saying that at the time.

"You won him."

This was enough to make all the disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion shocked when they heard it, but the woman did not react.

Ruan Qing just moved his knees and saluted him.

"It's the big brother who wins."

It looks so from the results.

The Xiliang Sword Saint raised his head, his gaze gloomy.

I can't help but sigh when I think about it now.

It is estimated that few people in the entire Sword Pavilion can understand her sword.

That flaw of hers was deliberate.

And only herself and Mo Han afterwards can understand that if she doesn't sell that flaw, the bamboo branch in her hand will pierce Mo Han's heart the moment before Mo Han touches her throat.

But in order to care about Mo Han's face, she directly ended this duel in that way.