Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Battle of the Wheels
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"That's right!" the seventy or eighty disciples present laughed together and looked at Ou Chuyang, who was sitting on the ground beside Mei Aoxue. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Ou Chuyang recognized that the disciple who took the lead in coaxing was one of the two disciples who had come to the Sword Casting Pavilion to invite Mei Aoxue before, and Mei Aoxue's intimate behavior was clearly seen by him.
"What's the use of envy? We are all a generation shorter than Uncle Aoxue, can we have anything to think about?" Another person said: "It's like Uncle Ou, although he only has a heavy sword and his talent is not high, but he is a smelter, but he can get the true inheritance of Master Mei, and it is a match made in heaven between him and Uncle Aoxue." We can't envy it. ”
Ou Chuyang could see that these disciples were all good-natured jokes, and he didn't care, just smiled slightly and kept silent.
"A group of little rabbit cubs dare to make fun of me!" Mei Aoxue took a sip and said angrily: "Who said that Senior Brother Ou is not talented, you stand up and see that my junior brother doesn't beat you all over the ground looking for teeth." ”
"I was about to learn Uncle Ou's tricks. The disciple really stood up, "But we have to speak first, if the senior nephew is lucky enough to win a move and a half, Uncle Aoxue is not allowed to beat people......"
"Do you still need me to do it myself?" Mei Aoxue pursed her lips with a look of disdain, "You and Senior Brother Ou are both in the realm of swordsmen and disciples, do you think you can beat him?"
"Ah, Uncle Ou has only been in the field for a few months, and he has broken through to the Xiaocheng realm like Senior Brother Cui?"
"How is this possible? Senior Brother Cui is a triple sword sect......"
In a burst of surprise, a green-shirted disciple said, "You are really stupid! Although Uncle Ou is only a heavy sword gate, he can't stand up to the many spars of others." Who is the richest in our Qianyuan Sect?"
"Then you still need to say?" another disciple said, "Besides the sect master, it must be Senior Uncle Ao Xue who is the richest. Who doesn't know that swordsmiths are all rich?"
"You're wrong, the only sword casting in our Qianyuan Sect is Master Mei, why is Uncle Ao Xue richer than Master Mei?" someone asked suspiciously.
"Call you stupid, you still don't admit it. The green-shirted disciple asked rhetorically, "Isn't Master Mei the father of Uncle Aoxue?" Master Mei is in retreat all the year round, how much money can he spend? Isn't all this money reserved for Uncle Aoxue." ”
"Oh...... So that's ......"
"Then I won't fight, I'll throw in the towel. The disciple who challenged Ou Chuyang earlier threw the pot to Cui Jinyan very shamefully, "Senior Brother Cui, you started at the same time as Uncle Ou, and you are also in the realm of Xiaocheng." I think you should ask Uncle Ou for a few tricks. ”
"I started at the same time as Uncle Ou, but I worship the Master, and I rarely have the opportunity to get close to each other on weekdays. Cui Jinyan said and stood up, "Let's take this opportunity to ask Uncle Ou for a few tricks today." ”
"Then I'd be respectful and obey. "Ou Chuyang just broke through the Xiaocheng realm today, and he is looking for someone to try his hand.
"You two stop when you click, be careful not to hurt anyone. Mei Aoxue asked with concern.
"Oh-" There was another commotion all around.
This Mei Aoxue is really ...... I'm afraid that no one in the world will know that Ou Chuyang is her crush.
"This sword is called Aofeng, a treasure craftsman, cast of stainless steel, two feet seven inches long, weighing three catties and eleven taels, and it is a gift from the master's father. Cui Jinyan drew his sword in his hand and bowed his hand to him, "Uncle Shi, please advise." ”
"My sword...... Wait for me to take a look......" Ou Chuyang hadn't carefully looked at the name engraved on the sword since Master Duan took it from Master Duan's hand......
"Haha, Uncle Ou is so humorous. ”
"Otherwise, how could Uncle Aoxue be so fond of it? ”
"The name of this sword is: Liuyun, I don't know how long and heavy, please make a move. Ou Chuyang held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the other hand was behind him, which really looked like the posture of the elders "giving teaching".
"Uncle Shi, be careful. After Cui Jinyan finished speaking, he stepped forward with his sword.
"Guess who's going to win?"
"That must be ......" The person replied and glanced at Mei Aoxue and lowered his voice:
"It must be Senior Brother Cui, his talent is good, his understanding is also high, he practices hard all day long, and his swordsmanship is naturally powerful. Uncle Ou, although he has a lot of spars, he is promoted quickly. But think about it, he has to study the way of sword casting every day, and on the other hand, he has to talk to Uncle Aoxue and me, how can he have time to practice swords? Even if his talent is not weaker than that of Senior Brother Cui, his swordsmanship attainments will definitely not be comparable, not to mention that he only has a heavy sword gate?"
"It makes sense, and the hero sees the same thing. ”
Just like when he tried his moves with Mei Aoxue that day, every sword move of Cui Jinyan, Ou Chuyang could see the flaws in it at a glance. If it was a life-and-death competition, Ou Chuyang's first sword would be able to stab him in the heart. But this was just an informal friendly exchange within the sect, Ou Chuyang looked at Cui Jinyan's face, and patiently dismantled seventeen or eighteen moves with him, before suddenly striking a sword at Cui Jinyan's chest.
"I conceded. Ou Chuyang put away his sword and stood.
Cui Jinyan was stunned for a moment before he arched his hand and said, "Uncle Ou's swordsmanship is so exquisite, it's really incredible...... I was convinced, thanks to my uncle's advice. The nephew must practice hard when he goes back, and if he has any gains, he will come and ask his uncle for advice. ”
"This ......"
"Senior Brother Cui lost?"
"It seems that Uncle Ou really won......"
"What's going on?"
Mei Aoxue secretly snorted coldly, "If you don't come out of Jiangang, even I can't stop the three moves of my junior brother, and you little rabbit cubs still dare to find my junior brother to test the sword moves, hehe." ”
"Does anyone else want to ask Uncle Ou for swordsmanship?" Mei Aoxue asked loudly around, and then took out another sword, "This is a superb craftsman that I just forged, if anyone can beat Uncle Ou in sword moves, I will give him this sword!"
"Wow!" the crowd boiled. Although the superb craftsman is one grade lower than Mu Wanqing's good quality treasure, it is also a coveted treasure for ordinary disciples of the Qianyuan Sect.
"Superb craftsman! At least one or two thousand spars, I don't eat, drink, or cultivate, and I have to save for seven or eight years......
"Uncle Aoxue made it by himself, do you think you can buy it for one or two thousand?"
"Buy a hammer! Watch me win it back for you to see!" A square-faced disciple was the first to rush into the arena, "Uncle Ou, please advise!"
Seeing that someone was rushing ahead, more than a dozen disciples immediately rushed up.
"I'm the second!"
"What's your second, it's obvious that I arrived first. ”
"Then I'm the third, don't rob me. ”
"What are you yelling about?" Mei Aoxue shouted, "Those who want to challenge Uncle Ou will line up behind me!"
"Hula!" More than a dozen figures instantly jumped behind Mei Aoxue and obediently lined up in a column.
"Senior sister, this is to make me famous and win glory for her......" Ou Chuyang secretly laughed, "Women, that's how you love to show off......"
"Dingding!"
"Bell!"
"Ding, ding!"
In the face of the wheel war, Ou Chuyang was like a leisurely stroll, and his long sword was wielded at will. It is not so much a sword competition as it is that he is alone in a splash of ink to show calligraphy.
With a stick of incense, a team of people was wiped out, and no one could survive ten rounds under Ou Chuyang's sword.
"This ...... What the hell is this?"
"It's not that you're the hell, it's that Uncle Ou is too godly......"
"Yes, Uncle Ou's swordsmanship is simply superb!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this...... It's invincible, I really want to worship Uncle Ou as a teacher. ”
"You don't have a chance anymore, it's better to give birth to a son as soon as possible and give it to Uncle Ou as a disciple. ”
"Yes, yes, this has to be done early, I'm afraid I won't have a chance if it's late. ”
"Then you have to hurry up and cultivate, the period of the two sects of Qiqian Yuan and Kunyu in the beginning of July is not a few months. ”
"You just wait and see! Today, I will retreat and practice swords, and this year I will definitely win back a little junior sister who is like a flower, and next year I will give birth to a big fat boy and send him to Uncle Ou to be the chief disciple. ”
"Mmmmmm, it's only past noon, you quickly lie down and close your eyes, there is still time to daydream. ”
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"It seems that no one can take this sword away. Mei Aoxue laughed proudly, "Then let's change the rules: if anyone can survive one move under Uncle Ou's sword, I will lose one spar to him, if he survives two moves, I will lose two spars, if he can survive three moves, it will be four spars, and so on, ten moves are five hundred and twelve." ”
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Next, the protagonist will start a series of battles, hoping to add a little blood and passion to everyone's National Day holiday.
At the same time, "Taishang Sword Codex" is using the help of two recommendations to hit the list of new books of Xianxia. I also invite my brothers and sisters to vote for it, and everyone will come together to "fight a pain"!
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