Nameless Valley.

An embarrassed figure is holding the wine jar and gulping down, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes of this life, ** suave, ten young sons, but at this time it looks particularly embarrassed, not only the white shirt is stained with a lot of dirt, even the bun is scattered, and his soft sword, which never leaves his body, does not know where it fell at this time.

This person is Shangguan Shengjie, who was defeated by Chu Yunfei, after yesterday's defeat, he left the venue and did not return overnight, which made many disciples of the He Sect very easy to find, but he himself hid in this nameless valley to drink to kill his sorrows.

"Cang Tian, what is this for? I think that I am a generation of Shangguan Shengjie Tianjiao, how can I be defeated? And I am still defeated...... What is this for?" "Yesterday's defeat hit him hard, and now that the night has passed, he still can't let go, he shouts loudly, questions the sky, and relieves the stuffiness in his chest.

"Do you think you're useless? That man is obviously inferior to you, but you lost to him, and it doesn't feel good to lose to your former subordinates, right?" said a deep, ethereal voice.

"Who?" Shangguan Shengjie stood up and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

He deliberately avoided everyone and chose to lick his inner wounds alone in such a nameless valley, but he didn't expect that there were other people here, so he was naturally taken aback.

As far as the eye can see, there is a man in green clothes, this man in green clothes looks very mysterious, he is standing there, less than twenty zhang away from Shangguan Shengjie, there is no concealment on his face, but Shangguan Shengjie can't see his face clearly, his face seems to be covered with a layer of fog, so that people can't see the real face.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Oh, you're here to laugh at me!"

"No!" the mysterious man in Tsing Yi denied without hesitation, "I never do anything that is not beneficial to me, and laughing at you does me no good, so I am not here to laugh at you." ”

"Then what are you doing here?" Shangguan Shengjie said.

"Oh, I don't do anything, but occasionally I feel like I'm in the mood to show the way for a lost young man. The mysterious man said in a deep voice.

"Lost young man, are you talking about me......? I appreciate your kindness, but I have never been lost, and I don't need you to show the way. Shangguan Shengjie was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"You've never been lost? No, young man, you've been lost since birth. The mysterious man said in a deep voice.

"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost! Who are you, and what do you want?" Shangguan Shengjie's face changed, and he said coldly.

"Haluha, young man, you are still wary, but I am not pretending to be a ghost, nor do I mean to fool you. Your talent is very high, even surpassing your father, but he has cultivated you like this, a little Chu Yunfei can easily defeat you, do you think there is no reason for this? Young man, the soft sword is not suitable for you, if you don't believe it, you can try to refine your internal strength, I believe you will have a special harvest. The mysterious man's voice was a little low, but it was full of a different kind of charm, and people couldn't help but believe everything he said.

"This ......" Shangguan Shengjie's eyes showed confusion, but he only hesitated for a moment, then came to his senses and rebuked angrily, "It's just nonsense! The soft sword is a weapon that my father carefully selected for me, and it is also my favorite weapon, and what you say is unreasonable." ”

"Whether it makes sense or not, you can go back and see. The mysterious man did not defend himself, but only said lightly.

If he defended, no matter how ingenious it was, Shangguan Shengjie would not believe it, but his reaction like this made Shangguan Shengjie a little suspicious, could it be that what he said really made sense, I am really not suitable for practicing soft swords, and more suitable for practicing internal strength?

"The weapon that your father carefully chooses for you may not be the right weapon for you, and your own favorite weapon may not be the most suitable weapon for you, and not everything in this world can be as good as you want. ”

The mysterious man's voice continued to linger in Shangguan Shengjie's ears, and every word seemed to have a special charm, bewitching him and making him can't help but think.

As the saying goes, human beings laugh when they think about God, and perhaps since human beings learned to think, God and his old man have never stopped laughing.

When the germ of an idea is generated, it absorbs all the nutrients and grows irrepressibly.

Could it be that the soft sword is really not suitable for me, so why did my father let me practice the eighteen turns of the silver snake, and also gave me his beloved white sword of the soft sword?

"Your father is a martial arts master, how can he not know that the soft sword is not suitable for you?"

At this time, the mysterious man said this heart-wrenching sentence in real time.

"This ...... You...... You talk nonsense!"

"Alright, that's all I have to say, I should also go, and you can think about the rest for yourself!" said the mysterious man, who unfolded his body and ran into the distance.

"You...... Don't go, you make it clear to me!" Shangguan Shengjie also unfolded his body and chased after him, he wanted to find out what was going on and ask for an understanding.

However, in just a few ups and downs, the man in Tsing Yi disappeared in front of Shangguan Shengjie's eyes, and he could only reluctantly return to the Nameless Valley, continue to hold the wine jar, and pour it into his belly one by one. It's just that the troubles in his heart inevitably have another one, and the more he tries to forget it, to keep it out of his brain, the more deeply ingrained and deeply rooted in his mind.

"Ah...... What are you talking about!" Shangguan Shengjie roared heartbreakingly.

At this time, the mysterious man in Tsing Yi turned back at some point, he stood not far away, looking at Shangguan Shengjie who was screaming in pain, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his face flashed, and as soon as that smile appeared, it was covered by the fog again.

Then the man in Tsing Yi left silently, and he spread his body like a big cyan bird, skimming through the jungle and mountains, and came to a high cliff.

"I didn't expect to have an unexpected joy here, with this young man, the body of the Venerable Lord should not be a problem. But just to be on the safe side...... If Shangguan Qingyun knew that his hard work was taken advantage of by me, I don't know what kind of expression he would have at that time? However, it will definitely be interesting!"

"Well, that thing should be about to start, that kid is also a good seedling, I was very reluctant to sacrifice him, but with Shangguan Shengjie...... Well...... It's going to make me feel better!"

Standing on the cliff, the man in Tsing Yi muttered to himself looking into the distance, and the direction he looked at was the iron sand plain.

On the iron sand plain, the Kansai martial arts tournament is being held.

At this time, more than ten youth fame competitions have been held, but no congenital masters have yet to take the ring. Among these young heroes under the age of forty, although there are some masters of the innate realm, but after all, there are relatively few, not many, they are not in a hurry to make a move, one is to leave some opportunities for others to perform, and the other is to show their identity.