Wei Chongmin's appearance is mediocre, dark and thin, which is caused by his poor family background since childhood. Although it has been two years since the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info entered the inner courtyard, the shabby cowardice between the eyebrows and eyes has not completely faded.

He watched all the small movements of Senior Brother Jiu in his eyes and did not make a sound.

"Are you ready, two junior brothers? "The senior brother who supervised the battle ranked nineteenth, and it was the second senior brother who led the junior brother, and like the second senior brother, he did not pursue cultivation very much, but learned the management of the affairs of the sect.

Wang Yuan had no intention of tidying up his messy appearance: "I'm ready." ”

"Since it's okay, then-" Senior Brother Nineteen was just about to speak, but the thin black boy who hadn't said a complete sentence for a long time interrupted him: "Wait-"

"What's the matter with you?" Senior Brother Nineteen was slightly embarrassed, although he knew that this junior brother from the outer courtyard was ranked eighth in the inner court, and his strength should not be underestimated, and he might be even higher than himself, but he still habitually ignored him.

Although Wang Yuan is only at the bottom of the inner court list, everyone knows that he is loved by his senior brother more than his own brother, otherwise there would not be so many senior brothers who also admired the face of this competition between the third and fourth players of the weakest group.

"Before the fight, I wanted to wipe down my sword. The thin black boy said calmly. Glancing at Wang Yuan, it means that the other party has been late for so long, everyone is waiting for him, and he doesn't care, he asks to wipe the long sword, it's not too much of a request.

"Uh, then you rub. Senior Brother Nineteen glanced at Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan had no objections, so he agreed.

Wei Chongmin untied a long sword from his back, three feet long, dark and ancient.

Wang Yuan furrowed his brows, and suddenly said, "I remember—your weapon is not a sword?"

Wei Chongmin stopped what he was doing and looked at him, it seemed that this was the first time that the two of their senior brothers had talked face-to-face like this, he nodded and said slowly: "Not bad." This is the first time I have used a sword in a sect fight. ”

Senior Brother Jiu is good at using swords, and there is nothing unreasonable for him to bring his junior brother to use swords as well--but if a person has a weapon that he has in his hand before, he will not be forced to change it, because the weapon is only an auxiliary to exert his military spirit, and in essence, he still has to rely on his own courage.

Unless it was the ancient sword in Wang Yuan's hand that was too strange.

But changing weapons in battle is a taboo, unless it is a realm like a senior brother, you can use all kinds of weapons freely. So when everyone heard that Wei Chongmin was using a sword for the first time, they were very surprised. Only then did someone remember that he won the top eight in the sect, relying on a phoenix wing boring made of iron.

"Wow!" Wei Chongmin pulled out his long sword, a bright one, the cold light was shining, and almost everyone couldn't help but praise when he appeared: Good sword!

Wei Chongmin took out the silk silk from his bosom and carefully rubbed it on the sword, which was not covered with fine dust, making people feel that this was more like a ritual.

Senior Brother Jiu couldn't help but wrinkle his brows, Wei Chongmin, what the hell is this kid doing? Now that I have explained to you, you should hurry up and start with the other party, and the battle will be solved quickly!

There was a lot of talking.

Wang Yuan was very patient, quietly watching him wipe his sword.

"You know what? Three years ago, on the third day of the third month of the third month, I brought this sword to the sect - but I never used it once. You also came that day, you went to the inner court, and I was in the outer court. The first weapon I used was a long whip, then a three-section stick, and after entering the inner courtyard, I used the phoenix wing boring-" Wei Chongmin looked up at him while wiping: "Do you know why I chose these weapons?"

Long whips, three-section sticks, phoenix wing boring - how to say, these are some non-mainstream weapons, and very few people use them. Especially this "phoenix wing boring", in the mouth of the storyteller, it is majestic, but everyone who can get started knows that this thing is flashy and not easy to use at all, if you see someone using it, it can only be said that the other party wants to be funny.

But Wei Chongmin became the third in the inner court.

Senior Brother Nine would not have expected Wang Yuanxian to turn over and enter the eighteenth, so it was impossible to predict what shady tricks the prophet would use to get Wei Chongmin to this position. It's all about strength.

"I think the more unpopular the weapon, the more difficult it is for the opponent to deal with. Wang Yuan replied. Breaking a sword with a sword, breaking a big spear with a sword, and breaking a sword with a sword -- there are countless kinds of swordsmanship, but there is really no swordsmanship that is specifically used to break the "phoenix wing boring."

Wei Chongmin actually nodded, agreeing with Wang Yuan's point of view: "Yes, that's it." You think, I'm constantly changing weapons - even I haven't figured out how to use the weapons I use now, how can my opponent know?" seems to make sense, but between masters, it's not like this kind of chaotic fight.

But what Wei Chongmin had to face were those disciples of the outer courtyard, and the disciples of the inner courtyard who were not in the stream—very useful to them.

Just seeing the size of the phoenix wing boring, I was afraid before fighting.

"Then why do you want to use a sword today—don't use phoenix wing boring?" Wang Yuan said: "I haven't fought with you either, and I also want to try what the effect of phoenix wing boring is." ”

"There's nothing to try, my phoenix wing boring is terrible, there's no need to be embarrassed here. Wei Chongmin didn't mind and said: "Compared to swordsmanship, it can be so much." I don't use a good sword because those people before me didn't deserve it. ”

"And now that I'm using this sword, it's not that you're worthy. I'm going to make it clear to my brothers that I should have been recruited into the inner courtyard back then—not by squeezing me out of me. I know you've found a good sword -- so what? Don't think you're the only one, do you know what kind of sword I have?"

He straightened the blade of his sword, and the long sword was extremely dazzling in the afternoon sun, and it was an extraordinary product.

"This is a famous sword!" Wei Chongmin asked himself: "This is my great-grandfather, the sword of Xiongtu Gong - he is the former county warden of this county." ”

This answer surprised everyone-because they didn't expect this black and thin boy to be a famous queen. The county shoucheng, that is, the official in charge of the military of a county, and when he thinks of his surname Wei, it is natural to think of the famous Wei county Cheng who was known as the "Tiger County Cheng".

He is not only courageous, but also more famous for the legend that he entered the sacred mountain and was given a sword by a god.

This matter is very famous in several counties, and the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes, and it is even said that the sword is forged by the mountain god with the iron of the cold pool and the aura of the mountain forest, which is absolutely extraordinary. How could it be - it was in the hands of this humble black boy?

Moreover, one of you also has a divine sword, and the two of you also have a divine sword, and all the sharp weapons in the world have gathered at the Cloud Suppression Peak?

Seeing that Wei Chongmin said it seriously, no one really believed it.

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