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The senior sword master, looking at the entire Great Xia, can be called a strong man.

After all, generally speaking, those who can become senior knife owners, most of them are over the age of heaven, and even the age of the sixtieth century, many of them have lost the qualification to participate in the national league, and they are all famous figures of the older generation.

Above the senior sword masters, there are those top sword masters who have boiled the sword path in order to break through to the holy realm, and the sword saints who are the two core elements of a country's military strength along with nuclear weapons.

After a long half minute of silence, the head of the city government spoke: "As long as it does not violate the management mechanism of the city government, it is not excessive, and try to meet its requirements." ”

"The ...... of the Provincial Professional Knife Federation" The secretary general was a little worried, and it was not something that they could offend the seemingly beautiful little people in the fifth-tier cities.

"I will personally report this matter to the head of the provincial capital. ”

Slowly getting up, the city government leader who was over the age of sixteen took a deep breath, his eyes were solemn, public opinion had exploded, he could only deal with it, and the final decision was no longer something that he could dominate in a small Xingtai City.

City Stadium.

Li Changqing's eyes were dull, a little depressed, and a little confused, was his sword path really wrong?

Soon, all dressed in black, the staff of the city government's investigation team entered the scene and came to the front.

"Li Changqing, you are suspected of dereliction of duty and abuse of power, please come with us. ”

......

Half an hour later, the Blue Knife Race continued.

It's just that compared with the arena in full swing, people's eyes are more focused on the figure of a coarse white robe strolling between the rings.

Li Changqing of the Dao Hall of Fame was defeated, and this young man who looked no more than twenty years old overshadowed all the contestants who participated in the Blue Knife Tournament today.

In one of the forty rings, Qin Tu's face was stiff, and he couldn't wait to smooth out the cockscomb head, which was not so eye-catching.

Master Wu, who was dressed in a brocade silk robe, was also frightened, when the ghost was confused, he helped these little cubs to go to the station, if time could be turned back, he would definitely not go! No, he had to retreat for a month, and it was inexplicable to be an instructor!

Not far away, Zhu Shan, the curator of the screen knife hall with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was pale, as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly, who could tell him if he had been blackened recently, and he needed to go out for a trip or something.

The Green Knife Tournament was carried out in an orderly manner, and because of Su Qinian, people showed a very strong interest in the people of the Sword Dao Club of the Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School.

In the afternoon, the group stage was coming to an end, and people were surprised to find that the existence of the bottom of the three martial arts schools in Xingtai City, the potential and achievements shown by the eleven members of the Dao Club were not inferior to Gur, except for a few young men and women who were still young and shallow in cultivation, and their president Han Bing actually had the power of the third order of the profession, no worse than those seeded players who went straight to the top 50 finals.

......

Suzhou Province, Beijing City.

In a single mountain villa on the outskirts.

This is a young man of about the age of his life, dressed in a purple robe, with gold threads outlined on the cuffs, he looks calm and solemn, standing there, his handsome face does not see the slightest blemish, but a pair of eyes are slightly feminine, and his black hair is tied up with ribbons, which are not longer than the shoulders.

He stood in the courtyard, slightly bowed his head, and could see the continuous buildings in the distance below the mountain, this feeling intoxicated him, which was suitable for him to conceive knife skills, and it was also the fundamental reason why he chose to live here.

"Third Young Master, something happened. ”

The silver-haired old man who looked like a housekeeper walked out of the villa, dressed in a suit, and his face was a little solemn.

Three minutes later.

Qi Yunhui's eyes were overflowing with cold light, and he said coldly: "Li Changqing, this waste, has not achieved enough things, and has more than enough failures. ”

At this time, the bell rang in the arms of the old housekeeper.

"Third Young Master, it's Madame's phone. ”

Qi Yunhui's expression was restrained, he straightened the corners of his clothes, took the phone, pressed the connect button, and said with a little respect: "Mom......"

After a long time, Qi Yunhui hung up the phone, took a light breath, and said, "Uncle Li, inform the Provincial Vocational Knife Federation Office that I will take a few days of annual leave, and then pack up my things and prepare to go back to Dragon City." ”

......

Great Xia Dragon City.

This is an ancient capital, which has gone through the change of countless dynasties before ushering in the era of technology and swordsmanship in which the people are the masters.

This is the capital of Great Xia, and in this ancient city that has accumulated over the years, there are many gate valve families, and it is a place where real strong dragons gather.

Qi family compound.

In this dragon city, where every inch of land is valuable, the mansion covering an area of dozens of acres can also be called a behemoth in this place where the family gathers.

Backyard main house.

A middle-aged woman in a moon-white dress with a graceful temperament practiced calligraphy in the courtyard, the sun was hanging high, and under the background of the burnt yellow rice paper, a big killing word rotated with the pen, like a golden iron horse, jumping on the paper.

......

The remnant sun is like blood.

Xingtai City Stadium, the group qualifiers for the Green Knife Competition finally came to an end, and the audience withdrew, all of whom were a little unsatisfied, but instead of paying attention to the event itself, it ended in a sloppy manner.

"Teacher Su!"

In front of the ring, Han Bing's eleven eyes were bright, this may be the most intense day in their lives so far, and some pictures will accompany them for a lifetime and be engraved in their memories.

The results in the group stage were acceptable, and Han Bing, Hua Yuan and Qi Yunfei successfully entered the top 50, which was comparable to Gul's results, and only one less than Sanjiang.

Su Qinian nodded, and didn't say anything, he also gained a lot in today's battle, but the Xueyang Knife was still too weak to make him understand it more deeply, and the stronger edge of this sword world still needed more and stronger masters to polish him.

At night, Pengxin Lidu Community.

At nine o'clock, the bright moon hung high, and the street lights were dim.

At the north gate of the community, a taxi with a foreign license plate stopped, and a middle-aged man with a slender figure, short hair like an arrow, wearing a mask, walked down the car, and carried a rosewood knife box in his hand.

The middle-aged man walked into the community, attracting the doorman's side-eye, although now the knife road is prevalent, and there are many professional swordsmen living in the community, but it is the first one that gives him such an uncomfortable feeling, and the uncle can't help but shiver, as the middle-aged man walks by, the temperature in the air seems to have dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant.

Two minutes later.

On the cement road in front of the sun room, a slight surprise appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, looking at the figure in a coarse white robe shrouded in moonlight, and chuckled: "You can sense my qi in advance, for so many years, you are one of the few few." (Ask for subscriptions, commuter passes, referral tickets.) ）