CHAPTER XXXIV

In a valley in Huanfang Mountain, the master Wang Qi had seen was leaning on a boulder helplessly, listening to the chatter of several old men next to him, he wandered the world, and used his ears to catch the birdsong mixed with the wind in the distance.

An old man pushed him: "Yang Qing! ”

The middle-aged man had no choice but to be straight, he said: "Senior brothers, that senior nephew Wang is really good. ”

The old man who stretched out his hand to push him rolled his eyes: "Is it really good?" Last night, when he entered the town, it caused an uproar, and the young heroes who came to open the door to accept apprentices from our Huanfang Mountain Sword Cultivation were all talking about it. How can a person with almost no cultivation become a disciple of Huanfang Mountain, or even a generation of his uncle. ”

Astonishment flashed in Yang Qing's eyes, and he said in surprise: "Who said that Wang Qi didn't cultivate?" At the beginning in Ningcheng, he relied on the eight-rank martial artist to kill the Jiedan Fox Demon on the battlefield! ”

Several old men looked at each other, when Wang Qishang was asleep, they went to see it, it is true that as those people in the town said, there is almost no cultivation, but now what Yang Qing said is a different situation, and even, in their eyes, the waste has become a genius in Yang Qing's mouth?

Yang Qing stood up and said in a deep voice: "Although the senior sister may be a little willful, her vision will not be bad. Except for the town under the mountain, there shouldn't be many people on the mountain who have seen Wang Qi, right? ”

"Not necessarily, the two who went to pick up Wang Qi last night seemed to be a little dissatisfied with him. One of them is your disciple Lin Zhenqing. An old man said leisurely.

"That's right." Yang Qing chuckled, "He may not be dissatisfied, he may just be disappointed." My vision of accepting disciples will not be far behind. What about the younger sister? ”

"After Xu Qiang returned to the mountain, I haven't seen her since."

Yang Qing nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Okay, senior brothers, don't worry too much, Wang Qi is a good seedling." ”

An old man shook his head: "Since even you say that it is a good seedling, it is naturally a good seedling." It's just that this time the door is open to accept disciples, not only those young people who want to worship the mountain gate, but also some masters of other sects, if they stubbornly grasp the fact that Wang Qi is now a person with almost no cultivation, I am afraid it will be very troublesome. ”

"Even if Huanfang Mountain does not compete with the world for fame and fortune, it is undeniable that we are too strong, and hanging high above the heads of these sects, even the heads of dynasties, will always make them feel uneasy." Another old man said quietly.

"What are you afraid of, since the establishment of the Huanfang Sword Field, it has experienced many unknown ups and downs, and now, it's just another time." Yang Qing said indifferently.

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Wang Qi followed the greeting, followed the sound, and saw Zhang Danxian walking over here with a meal.

"Brother Zhang." Wang Qi nodded slightly.

Seeing that Zhang Danxian came over, Fang He got up: "I'll leave first, and I'll play with you when the time comes." ”

Without waiting for Wang Qi to say anything, Fang He left.

Zhang Danxian sat opposite Wang Qi, looked at Fang He who was leaving, and then retracted his gaze: "Brother Wang, do you have any plans after eating?" ”

Wang Qi replied casually: "That's not true, I'm not familiar with the mountains." ”

Zhang Danxian nodded and said, "I'll go down the mountain later." ”

The two chatted with each other, and after eating, the two separated.

Wang Qi walked back along the way he came, and the mist in the mountains had dissipated, but the dark clouds in the sky were dense, making the mountains still look gloomy.

Stepping on the mossy mountain road, Wang Qi paused.

At the corner of the mountain road ahead, there sat a young man, dressed in black, with his feet on the steps, and a dark sword in his hand leaning on a mossy stone.

The black-clothed young man stood up, held the sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Li Poguang, I have seen Uncle Wang Qi. ”

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes and said nothing, Li Poguang? I don't know, what do you want to do?

Seeing that Wang Qi didn't speak, he wasn't annoyed, and continued to say with a smile: "When the disciple heard that Uncle Shi had just returned to the mountain, he took the liberty to come here, hoping that Uncle Shi could give him guidance on kendo. ”

Wang Qi's heart flashed suddenly, I understand, this is looking for trouble.

Seeing this, Wang Qi also turned cold: "It's funny, I just returned to the mountain gate, and the swordsmanship in the sect has not yet been practiced, I'm afraid that Senior Li and nephew will have to go for nothing." ”

As he spoke, Wang Qi continued to walk forward, walking past Li Poguang without squinting, without looking back.

"Uncle Shi!" Li Poguang shouted.

Wang Qi paused slightly, then looked back at Li Poguang, with doubts on his face.

"Up and down the mountain, you don't have a good impression of Uncle Shi." Li Poguang said slowly.

"A person who has almost no cultivation has become a disciple of Uncle Xu, and has become the uncle of everyone in the mountains, there are not a few people who want to seek advice from his uncle, and his uncle has avoided his disciples, so what about the other disciples?" Li Poguang said.

Wang Qi frowned, he didn't expect Li Poguang to say this.

Indeed, from Lu Xianyu's attitude last night, Wang Qi guessed that his situation in Huanfang Mountain would not be very good, and when he ate in the canteen today, the disciples in the canteen ignored him, which can be seen. It's just that he didn't expect that Li Poguang would say it directly unceremoniously.

Seeing that Wang Qi still didn't speak, Li Poguang continued: "If Uncle Shi can fight with me and win, then the voice of opposition and questioning in the mountains will be much smaller. Then, there may only be one or two people who dare to come to Uncle Shi for advice. If the mountain is convinced, then those people under the mountain will be able to be convinced. ”

Wang Qi chuckled, this Li Poguang, is his feelings still for his own good?

"Today's disciple is brave, please ask Uncle Shi and me, and ask simply with a sword." Li Poguang slowly raised the dark long sword in his hand.

"Ask only with a sword?" Wang Qi pondered.

If you add cultivation, then you have absolutely no hope of winning.

It seems that it is still possible to ask with a sword.

What kind of existence is the Huanfang Sword Field, Wang Qi already has a bottom in his heart, the disciples in the mountain should be the dragon and phoenix among the people, can he win?

"Uncle Shi, are you afraid?" Li Poguang saw that Wang Qi had not spoken for a long time, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart.

What kind of person is Uncle Xu, but the disciple is so cringe, or is this person really a waste as rumored?

"Afraid?" Wang Qi chuckled, "Then it will be as you wish!" ”

It's just a game NPC, I'm Wang Qi, why be afraid!?

The two came to the big flat that Wang Qigang had just walked and stood still in turn.

Wang Qi took out the Falling Flower Sword and held it in his left hand, his eyes solemn.

Xu Qiang's nameless swordsmanship, the first sword, the falling flower swordsmanship, and the basic swordsmanship should be enough.

"Uncle Shi, I'm out of the sword." Li Poguang said.

Wang Qi nodded impatiently.

Li Poguang strode forward and rushed to Wang Qi, and the dark colored long sword in his hand rushed straight out.

Wang Qi leaned back slightly, and the falling flower sword was lifted from the bottom to the top.

The two swords slammed together, and with a crisp "ding", the two of them took a few steps back in unison.

A trace of excitement flashed in Li Poguang's eyes, the sword was just a temptation, it seems that this Uncle Wang Qi should not be a so-called waste.

Wang Qi's left hand was slightly forced, and he felt that the tiger's mouth was a little sour, and Li Poguang's sword was stabbed in the chest, fast and fierce, it seems that there are really no simple characters in this ring of Fangshan.

"Come again!" Wang Qi let out a low sigh.

Li Poguang rushed towards Wang Qi with a long sword, and Wang Qi was not afraid at all, and faced him head-on.

Both of them use the most basic swordsmanship to make swords, stabbing, teasing, and pointing.

The long swords collided, flashing out of the Dao Mars, and the crisp bumping sound continued to sound on the big flat.

Wang Qi made the sword, his expression gradually became solemn, he was seriously injured and had not yet healed, and his physical strength gradually couldn't keep up, plus he used his left hand, so that his sword speed was not as fast as at the beginning.

On the other hand, Li Poguang became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his eyes sparkled.

When Li Poguang stabbed in the chest with another long sword, Wang Qi did not choose to hit it hard this time, but dodged sideways.

Li Poguang's eyes lit up: "Flawed! ”

He grabbed Wang Qi sideways to dodge, and the moment that appeared, the long sword turned into a sweep, and followed Wang Qi's back.

"Ding!" Wang Qi had expected that the other party would make such a sword, and in a very short time, the falling flower sword was behind him.

Li Poguang failed to strike a blow, and he had to put away his sword.

Unexpectedly, a flash of brilliance flashed in Wang Qi's eyes.

Falling Flower Swordsmanship, brazenly launched.

Wang Qi's whole person was stuck in front of Li Poguang, and the falling flower sword flashed with cold light, and pounced on Li Poguang.

Falling Flower Swordsmanship, the main focus is a quick word and gibberish words.

It seems to be a chaotic fast sword, but it is actually orderly.

Li Poguang was suddenly approached, and he had to keep retreating, trying to distance himself.

The brilliant and blurry sword light enveloped Li Poguang, and the retreat from the beginning wanted to distance himself, which meant that Li Poguang had lost the opportunity, and it became extremely difficult to breathe from Wang Qi's thunderous falling flower sword technique.

Wang Qi suppressed Li Poguang, and at the same time was secretly surprised in his heart, from the beginning of the design to expose flaws to seize the opportunity, to the current suppression, Wang Qi already felt physically exhausted, but Li Poguang was never completely defeated, and in the face of his stormy attack, he still had the ability to resist.

"If you don't win, you will have to admit defeat because of your physical exhaustion." Wang Qi was naturally unwilling to admit defeat in his heart.

Losing to Li Poguang today, it means that he has confirmed his reputation as a waste, and his life will definitely not be easy until his strength is restored.

Thinking of this, Wang Qi's offensive move slowed down.

Li Poguang seized the opportunity and completely distanced himself.

"Uncle Shi is really not easy to match." Li Poguang said with a smile, he grabbed the long sword tightly, and the sword intent began to flow on his body.

Wang Qi took a deep breath, the long sword was crossed behind his waist, and the whole person rushed towards Li Poguang with his shoulder.

Li Poguang shouted, and the long sword in his hand was like a black light, heading straight for Wang Qi.

As long as Wang Qi continues to move forward, he will have collided with the blade of the sword.

The long sword in Li Poguang's hand is castrated, and at this moment, he just wants to take out the sword freely and wash away his constantly suppressed depression.

I wash my depression with sword energy.

The moment Wang Qi collided with the blade of the Xuanxi long sword, he forcibly stopped the trend of rushing forward, and the long sword behind his waist also let out a sonorous sword sound.

The nameless swordsmanship taught by Xu Qiang, the first sword!

Two sword lights collided in one place, and the sound of the exchange resounded through the mountains and forests.

Several Huanfang Sword Field disciples who came to Daping to practice swordsmanship watched the confrontation in front of them in amazement.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Li? Who is he fighting for? ”

"It seems to be the uncle who has recently returned to the mountain, called Wang Qi."

The two swords clashed, and the huge force made Wang Qi's left hand involuntarily let go, and the long sword in his hand flew out.

The Xuanxi long sword drove straight in and rushed towards Wang Qi.

The situation took a sharp turn, and between the lightning and flint, Wang Qifu reached his heart, and the sword finger of his right hand burst out with a sword qi, and fiercely split the Xuanxi long sword.

"Uncle Shi, it's not the left-handed, but the right-handed?"

The dark color long sword was split and pierced into the ground, and consternation flashed across Li Poguang's face.

Wang Qi rubbed his right wrist, his right hand should have been good a long time ago, but when he arrived at Huanfang Mountain before, the extermination of the mountain bandits delayed the progress of recovery.

"Uncle Shi, I'm defeated." Li Poguang picked up the long sword and convincingly admitted defeat.

Splitting his sword with his fingers is enough to see Wang Qi's strength, if Wang Qi used his right hand to compete with himself from the beginning, then would his sword still fly out of his hand? So at that moment just now, was the sword pointing, or the long sword slashing on your own sword?

Can you overcome yourself?

"Fluke." Wang Qi said with a slight gasp.