The next day, the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

It was a good day after the rain.

Early in the morning, Zhao Mingyuan rushed to Purple Mountain by car.

Many people from the rivers and lakes also accompanied him, just to catch a glimpse of this epic battle.

In the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, the palace was strictly forbidden, and not many people saw that battle.

But in this battle at the top of the purple gold, even if you can't reach the top of the mountain, even if you are halfway up the mountain, you may be able to get a glimpse of one and a half moves, and it will be a good trip.

It wasn't smooth along the way.

Many people who have made heavy bets and even bet on their entire net worth to bet on Ximen to blow the snow are now almost desperate, and they can't help but take risks, hoping to assassinate Zhao Mingyuan to turn things around.

Even if you can't kill Zhao Mingyuan, maybe you can let him get some injuries, and even let him be disturbed.

Maybe this will affect the situation of the battle?

Therefore, along the way, the sound of shouting and killing is endless.

Similarly, the person who bet on Zhao Mingyuan to win is naturally to stop the assassin, after all, this is related to his own net worth.

Therefore, there are very few people who can rush to Zhao Mingyuan's carriage, and this is naturally solved by the master brought by Zhao Mingyuan.

In fact, Zhao Mingyuan's carriage has a built-in iron plate, and even a strong bow and crossbow are not afraid. Therefore, the outside did not interfere with him at all.

Even though there were screams and fights all the way outside the car window, and I don't know how many people died because of it, Zhao Mingyuan was still calm and sat in the carriage.

It wasn't until the foot of the Purple Mountain that the mountain road was steep and the carriage was not allowed, so Zhao Mingyuan got out of the carriage.

But it was not to walk up the mountain, but four people came over, carrying a light sedan chair, and Zhao Mingyuan sat in the sedan chair.

These four people all have deep internal strength and extraordinary light skills, even if they carry Zhao Mingyuan up the mountain, they are also flying and walking on the ground.

Nowadays, there are not many people who can follow.

Along the way, many people were injured and left behind.

Most of the people left behind were strong, while those who were weaker in martial arts were injured or even died.

Of course, more of them fled, not daring to move forward.

Now there are only a few dozen people in the back who can keep up.

However, at this point, no one came back to assassinate him.

Those who should have come have also come, and the more powerful masters, I'm afraid they won't move.

Sure enough, everything went smoothly on the way up the mountain.

Zhao Mingyuan maintained his heyday and came to the top of the mountain.

only to find that there was already a white figure on the top of the mountain.

The white clothes, the white face, and the white sword are exactly Simon blowing snow.

The others all retreated to dozens of zhang away, leaving the space to Zhao Mingyuan and Ximen Fuxue.

"You're late." Ximen blows snow and says lightly.

The two did not agree on a specific time, but only agreed on the second day of the second month of February.

However, if Ximen has been waiting for a long time to blow snow, it will naturally be considered too late.

Zhao Mingyuan said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

Ximen Fuxue suddenly asked, "You learn swords?" ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "I like swords. ”

Ximen Fuxue continued: "I heard that you also learn swords, guns, swords, halberds, fists, palms, fingers and legs. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all quite surprised, but they had never heard that Zhao Mingyuan still had these skills, they had only heard that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship was superb.

Even people like Mu Daoren and Gongsun Lan who have a lot of friendship with Zhao Mingyuan don't know, but they didn't expect Ximen Chuixue to know this.

However, this "heard" that Ximen does not have many friends, and it should be said that Lu Xiaofeng is the only one. Then what he said was naturally to listen to what Lu Xiaofeng said.

In this case, it seems that this news is eighty percent true.

Although Lu Xiaofeng is indeed a bastard, his reputation is still quite good. Many of the people present were Lu Xiaofeng's friends.

Speaking of Lu Xiaofeng, why didn't you see him?

The people around looked around, but they still didn't find Lu Xiaofeng in the crowd.

Could it be that he knew that Simon would lose by blowing snow, so he couldn't bear to watch the battle.

No one knows why. However, it seems that Lu Xiaofeng really didn't come.

Faced with this question, Zhao Mingyuan naturally nodded yes.

He wasn't a pure swordsman in the first place, and he never denied it.

In that case, isn't it normal to learn other punches and feet?

Seeing Zhao Mingyuan nodding yes, Ximen Chuixue seemed to be very disappointed and said, "Your talent in kendo is very good, why don't you keep going on this road, but look left and right?" Is there any other way of the kendo as beautiful? ”

Obviously, Ximen Blowing Snow was a pity that Zhao Mingyuan couldn't concentrate on swordsmanship.

In this regard, Zhao Mingyuan just smiled, but did not answer.

Ordinary people specialize in one because life is short, only 30,000 days. If you don't specialize in one subject, you will spread your time. Even geniuses are difficult to achieve in multiple fields, it is better to specialize in one and have no distractions.

But Zhao Mingyuan is different.

He had enough time, enough energy, to try all the paths that interested him, and even to take a look.

Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a waste of talent and a mistake.

But for Zhao Mingyuan, their opinion of himself was just that Xia Worm was not enough to speak.

It's not that they're stupid, it's just that they don't have enough knowledge to understand the choices of the immortals.

To put it bluntly, even Zhao Mingyuan no longer practiced swords, but abandoned swords and practiced swords, and since then he has embarked on the path of swords. Even if in the end he didn't have any talent for knives and just wasted it for decades, so what?

Even if the sword path can't go through in the future, it will be nothing if he picks up the sword path again.

He has enough capital to splurge.

Although Zhao Mingyuan still looks like he is still in his twenties, he has lived for a total of several decades in these lifetimes.

But to the Eternals, he is still only a teenager, and it is uncertain what will happen to him. It's better to try more while you're young. See what suits you better, that's what makes it better.

Maybe Zhao Mingyuan will prefer other weapons, or be more talented in punches and feet?

No one can say.

So, why limit yourself to kendo?

Moreover, whether it is the eighteen kinds of weapons or the Qimen weapons, they are all extensions of the human body.

It's just one of the martial arts.

As long as he devotes himself to martial arts and practices to the extreme, what difference does it make between using a sword and a sword?

Therefore, Zhao Mingyuan didn't feel that he didn't specialize in kendo and had any regrets.

Seeing that Zhao Mengyuan was just silent, he didn't say anything embarrassing or ashamed, but instead showed a look that you don't understand.

Simon was not angry when he blew the snow.

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

Seeing Zhao Mingyuan's attitude, Ximen Blowing Snow didn't say anything more.

He's not a man of many words.

So, Simon Chuixue didn't mention this matter anymore, but pulled out the long sword in his hand.

If it is said that it is the second of February, it is the second of February.

(End of chapter)