"Since Senior Brother doesn't make a choice, he is so offended!" The disciple of Chun Yu Yimai turned his previous emotion into grief and indignation, yes, it was anger, an anger of collapsing faith.

He thought that this senior brother would be a humble gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune, quiet and far-reaching, and an ideal gentleman in their ideal lineage, but they were deceived.

This senior brother is actually a two-faced and three-sworded character, in Taoist terms, the Taoist heart is not strong, and in the words of Guigu, the heart is not right.

Therefore, he wants to hold the three-foot long sword in his hand to strip away those two-sided and three-sword thoughts for his senior brother.

"Are you sure?" Jin Yao watched the other party salute with his sword, and he had to bite the bullet, and asked seriously with a vertical gesture in his hand.

"It is Zinian's duty to set up a heart for his senior brother!" The disciple who read the words said seriously.

He didn't want to kill Jin Yao, he just wanted to help the other party establish his mind and correct the other party's concept, instead of such a two-faced knife.

"Do you have any money, then?" Jin Yao asked solemnly.

"Zi Nian, Confucianism is in the same vein, and it is a descendant!" Chun Yu Wunian has shown his identity, to put it simply, it's not bad for money!

"Very good, I have a sword, the name is very expensive, and it is easy to get out of the sheath, just because it is out of the sheath, and it costs a lot!" Jin Yao showed Ling Xuan in his hand to Chun Yu Wunian and said.

"Senior brother, you can rest assured, the maintenance and maintenance cost of a sword, Zi Nian is still out!" Chun Yu Wunian probably understands a little, no wonder this senior brother has never seen or heard of it, it may be from a small family, so he has to be left and right, and he has three swords.

Thinking of this, Chun Yu Wunian became even more determined to help Jin Yao correct the psychology of the three views.

"Alright, come on!" Jin Yao was relieved, Mo Wei was very poor, he couldn't afford to raise Ling Xu, he had been suspecting that Xiang Fuzi handed over Ling Xuan to him, not because he regarded him as the heir of Mo Xuan's lineage, but because Xiang Fuzi himself couldn't afford to raise this sword.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Chun Yu Wunian adhered to the Confucian salute before the soldiers, slowly drew the sword out of the sheath and performed the sword salute.

Jin Yao nodded, Chun Yu's line should not be a small shrimp, and he must also have a certain amount of skill, otherwise no one would stop him and let him play easily.

"Kill him, kill this two-faced traitor!" The Confucian scholars below all cheered for Chun Yu Wunian.

Jin Yao looked at Han Fei and Li Si cheering, very helpless, I am obviously your person, you actually help the other side to cheer!

Chun Yu Wunian wanted Jin Yao to do it first, but seeing that Jin Yao had been standing in place and not making a move, he also sighed, the senior brother's heart was actually quite good, and he didn't want to bully the small with the big, so he couldn't let the senior brother go down the crooked path.

So, Chun Yu Wunian made a move, and the long sword stabbed directly, decent, but impartial.

"This disciple is good, he has been shooting, but he is always persuading him to be corrected!" Chun Yuyue was very satisfied with his disciple's behavior.

Chun Yu Wunian has been persuading the other party to turn back from the time he shot to the present, the first sword salutes first and then the soldier, the second sword guards the uprightness, the third sword prodigal son turns back, and the fourth sword ...... Well, there's no fourth sword.

Jin Yao is also very helpless, he knows only three swordsmanship, one of the Mozi swordsmanship that he has learned most of the time can't be used, a Hui sword that has been learned overnight is just a pupil technique and can't be used, and there is a ritual sword that has just learned a move, first salute and then soldier.

Jin Yao was reluctant to make a move, precisely because he was easy to expose his identity as soon as he made a move, so after Chun Yu Wunian made a move, he was always hiding.

"Why don't you fight back!" Chun Yu Wunian was very angry, the image of the senior brother in his mind was completely ruined, but now he was pretending to be a gentleman, which made him even more angry.

"Okay!" Jin Yao was no longer dodging, Ling Xuan unsheathed, separated Chun Yu Wunian's long sword with incredible speed and angle, and then slapped Chun Yu Wunian on the other party with a palm, shaking Chun Yu Wunian out of the debate platform.

"Why!" Chun Yu Wunian didn't care about the injuries on his body, senior brother, you obviously have such a good talent and such a high level of martial arts, why do you want to be the kind of person who is two-faced and three-stabbed.

"Zi Nian retreat, you are not his opponent yet!" Chun Yuyue grabbed Chun Yu Wunian, who still wanted to go on stage, "There are still people who will make a move, give it to the other party!" ”。

Chun Yu Wunian looked at a senior brother of Xunzi's lineage who came to the stage with him, saluted sullenly, and then returned to Chun Yu Yue and stood up.

"Senior brother, keep the right and live together, keep your heart, don't mess up your heart!" The disciples of Xunzi's lineage are also persuading Jin Yao, this is thinking that he is a great talent, but he is just going the wrong way!

"He is a Mohist, and the Confucian scriptures will not affect his heart at all!" Han Fei smiled bitterly, he could understand the thoughts of these Confucian brothers and sisters, but they were not Confucian disciples in the first place, so they naturally distorted the Confucian scriptures.

"Senior brother, still don't you plan to use the sword?" The disciples of Xunzi looked at Jin Yao, and they also made a move with hatred, the sword was fierce and unforgiving, but they were even more angry that Jin Yao had been dodging and not fighting back.

"Because I'm not sure if you can afford the 'very expensive' maintenance costs!" Jin Yao also replied seriously.

"The old man can still afford to pay this money!" Xunzi was also very angry, originally wanted Jin Yao to come to help him, but now he just wanted a disciple to go up and kill this-stirring stick.

"Master Xun, are you really good like this?" Jin Yao was speechless, you pushed me up, and now it's you who want to beat me!

"The old man thinks it's very good!" Xunzi touched the tip of his beard, and looked forward to this kid using the Mo family's martial arts, and then ...... Xunzi looked at the neutral Zuoqiu and the ram.

"Just pay, junior brother, be careful!" Jin Yao got a satisfactory answer, turned around indifferently, avoided the long sword, slapped the back of the disciple's heart with a sideways palm, and tripped the opponent with a yin move at his feet, causing the opponent's center of gravity to be unstable, flying out of the field, and being caught by other disciples.

"If the mind is not right, how can you make this trick!" Because of Jin Yao's kick, Confucianism exploded, it is shameful to lose, and it is not glorious to win, you are obviously stronger than the other party, but you have to use such a side-by-side method to make people ugly.

"I ......" Jin Yao was speechless, I will use a sword, I don't need this kind of street gangster moves, how to win, use the sword and other moves, he also has to know how to do it, with Mozi swordsmanship, don't want to get out alive.

"Senior brother, please!" Shoucheng once again stood up a young man, a few years older than Jin Yaoxu, fourteen or fifteen years old, holding his sword and saluting, and very decisively threw the coins that should have been given before to Jin Yao's side in a bag.

"The money is in place, everything is easy to say, senior brother be careful!" Seeing that Qian Yao was open, he was talking about Jin Yao, and the sound of the money bag falling to the ground made him clearly estimate the weight of it, his eyes lit up, and he drew his sword decisively.

"So fast!" Chun Yu's disciple didn't have time to draw his sword, he was slashed by Ling Xu's neck, a strand of short hair slipped off, and he hurriedly wiped his neck, and was relieved to find that there was no blood.