Yan Tian looked at the collapsed ring in surprise, and immediately, a dust and mist filled the air, choking Yan Tian and coughing.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Yan Tian simply jumped onto the big tree on the side, and after the dust and mist cleared, Yan Tian saw a picture that he had not figured out in his life:

Su Zige and Qingyuan stood on both sides of the ring, their clothes fluttering, as if the dust stirred up by the collapse of the ring just now had never existed at all.

Su Zige stood on a high ruin, standing with his hands in his hands, the long sword that seemed to be "silent" had been put into the scabbard at some point, and hung on Su Zige's waist safely, as if it had never been pulled out; And Qing Cheng stood there quietly as always, with his cane on his hand, his cold face still lacking the most basic expression.

Everyone, disgraced, looked at the only two cleanly clothed men present, and they were inexplicable, and they didn't know what had just happened in the smoke and dust.

Suddenly, Su Zige smiled, the world of laughter seemed to change color, and he elegantly slammed towards Qingyuan to the ground: "Brother Qingyuan, I agreed." ”

"Ah~?!" Everyone expressed their amazement at the dramatic scene.

It seems that only God knows who will lose and who will win after the two who have been fighting for a long time.

"Humph!" Qingyuan snorted coldly and jumped off the stage.

Su Zige also waved at everyone and flew off the ring.

"This ......," Yan Tian jumped back to his senior brother.

Who wins and loses?

"Young Master...... "The subordinate of the Gao family, who was in charge of recording and sentencing, stepped forward and asked the doubts in the hearts of Yan Tian and the others, "Who wins and who loses in this game?" ”

"......" Gao Mohan didn't answer, but just approached Master Wakaya, and after a salute, he asked in a negotiating tone, "Since both parties have no objection to the result ......of this game, then, Master Wakagu, what do you think?"

"Amitabha!" After a Buddha horn, Master Wakaya finally spoke calmly, "The poor monk agrees with the opinion of the high benefactor. Since both parties agreed on the outcome of this match, this match was of course won by Su Shizhu. ”

Everyone looked at each other: That's it?!

Master Ruoya really lived up to expectations and spoke again: "Master Su, the sword in your hand is the sword 'silence' that I have lost for many years in Xiangguo Temple?" ”

Master Wakaya's voice was not loud, but it had the effect of stirring up a thousand waves with one stone.

Everyone in the martial arts had a lot of discussions, although they had long seen that the sword in Su Zige's hand was unusual, but if it wasn't for Master Ruoya's reminder, none of them would have remembered the origin of this sword.

"It's 'silence'! The 'silence' that was once called the magic sword! ”

"This kid is young, and he already has the ability to control 'silence'?"

"What a sword......

"Don't be stupid! Although this sword is a rare treasure, even if it is given to you, it is just a pile of scrap metal! ”

"Cut! Isn't it the same in your hands? ”

"Hahaha!" Su Zige ignored everyone's suspicions and smiled fearlessly, "'Silence'? Probably! I don't know what it's called! However, Xiaosheng thinks it doesn't matter, right? ”

"The poor monk doesn't care how Lord Su got this sword," Master Wakaya continued with a Buddhist salute, "but does Lord Su know that this sword originally belonged to the Great Xiangguo Temple?" ”

Hearing this, Yan Tian frowned slightly: Could it be that Master Ruogu wants Su Zige to return the sword?

"I don't know who it belonged to, but the one who can control it is the real owner, isn't it?" Su Zige said with a smile, completely ignoring the eyes of others.

"Amitabha! Lord Su Shi said this. Xing Ruogu held the Buddha beads in his hand and said slowly, "The poor monk didn't mean to get back the 'silence', and the sword should have been given to the hero." What's more, the family teacher once instructed that if it found the 'silence', it had already found a suitable owner, and my Daxiangguo Temple would give this sword to this person. After all, the sword is covered with dust, and it is also helpless. 'Lonely' can find a master like Su Shizhu, and it should also be the fate of 'Lonely'. The poor monk just hoped that Master Su Shi could make good use of this sword for the benefit of the martial arts. ”

"This ......," Su Zige smiled weirdly, "naturally." ”

"Amitabha!" Master Wakaya made another Buddha salute, and then he retreated.

"Senior brother, it's really 'lonely'!" Although Yan Tian didn't have any interest in the baby, he was really curious about this rumored sword, "If you have the chance, you must borrow it to play~!" ”

"What nonsense?" Gao Mohan was really unaccustomed to Yan Tian's frivolous appearance, "A sword is a swordsman's life, how can you say such frivolous words?" ”

"......" Yan Tian shrugged his shoulders boringly, "It seems that it has nothing to do with other people's life experiences~!" ”

"......" Gao Mohan lowered his head quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

Is there some kind of connection between 'silence' and the hint Su Zige said that day?

"Senior brother?" Yan Tian saw that Gao Mohan had not responded to his words, so he had to call again, "You won't be stupid because you have to face Qingyuan, right?" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Gao Mohan came back to his senses and glared at his junior sister, "You have no confidence in my senior brother like this?" ”

"Tsk!" Yan tilted his head and said, "Hmph~! It's because I don't have confidence, it's just that the enemy is too cruel~! Brother! You ask for more blessings~! ”

"Humph!" Gao Mohan couldn't refute Yan Tian's words, so he took a sulk in vain, then turned around and ordered his subordinates to rebuild the ring to arrange the match between him and Qingyuan.

"Cut~!" Yan Tian grimaced at Gao Mohan's back, "People are telling the truth~!" I don't want to have a senior brother with a broken arm and a broken leg~! ”