There was silence in the sword field, and even some of the outer courtyard disciples who were whispering were silenced by this deathly silenced atmosphere, while some disciples looked at Zhou Zhiwen who was standing alone on the stage with great interest, and some even joked.

"Hi... But that's it. A sarcastic voice rang out.

"What if you have condensed the sword qi? The fourfold cultivation of the entrance, is this pretending to be pitiful or pretending to be hard-working? The talent is so weak, even if you enter the inner door, it is difficult to make a difference. Kendo is not something that anyone can cultivate, and sword cultivation is not something that anyone can do, people should be a little self-aware, and if you stay in your outer courtyard, won't you be safe? There are always lazy toads who want to eat swan meat, and grass chickens who want to become phoenixes, what a joke......

Yu Mocun looked angrily, only to see several disciples of the outer courtyard wearing iron swords on their waists sneering at each other on the stage, in their eyes, the lonely Zhou Zhiwen on the stage was a big joke, in vain, and embarrassing.

"Bastard! Hmm......"

Ruan Dongyu already knew what the frizzy boy wanted to do, he quickly lifted him off his back when Yu Mocun wanted to continue to speak out, covered his mouth with his right hand at lightning speed, and then changed to a smiling face and looked at the several iron sword disciples who were not good-looking, then Wu Heng sneered when he saw that it was the two of them, and ignored them.

"Little bastard! Ruan will be killed by you sooner or later!"

Ruan Dongyu scolded in a low voice, he saw Yu Mocun with his eyes to show that he would not speak, and then let go of his hand, and hurriedly wiped the saliva that Yu Mocun had left in his hand on his robe, before continuing: "Didn't I tell you, don't worry! It's really the emperor who is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry! Haven't you heard of the arrow hunting the first bird! You will have to suffer a big loss sooner or later!"

After saying that, he glared at Yu Mocun, which made Yu Mocun, who was angry in his heart, extremely depressed.

Yu Mocun looked at the stage, sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's just... I just think it's a little unfair."

"Aren't you talking nonsense. ”

Ruan Dongyu sighed with emotion: "The injustices in the world, that's it, you can only see it, but you may not have the ability to stop it...... Accept it. ”

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As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, and the sword field was like an old well of wind and snow, burying the silence of many people.

In the dead silence, Zhou Zhiwen still controlled his hand that could not help but tremble, and he looked up at the figure above the wind and snow with unimaginable perseverance, and no one could feel what he was bearing

What he saw in his eyes was a vast Beidou Nebula, each star was a cold sword, the hilt was facing upwards and the tip of the sword was pointing down, and the seven sharp swords were like thousands of sword rain falling, and the sword intent penetrated into his eyes, but he couldn't bow his head, if he lowered his head, he bowed his head in front of all the disciples, he bowed his head above the sword path, and he bowed his head to the sword heart.

Then the demon barrier in his heart will not be broken for a day, and the way of the sword will not be able to be achieved for a day.

Xu Yanshan, who was on the high seat, shook his head secretly at the person in front of him, I don't know if he shook his head at Hua Ziyi, or at the person on the sword platform, half a sound, he said slowly:

"Ziyi, it's okay. ”

Hua Ziyi heard the sound, and wiped away the fluctuations contained in the sword eyes, he looked at the disciple, and said lightly:

"Self-knowledge, but also quite rare, practice is not easy, the road is long and long, I hope you can overcome the dangers in the future, the way of the sword to the next level. ”

Zhou Zhiwen bowed deeply, his mouth was slightly astringent, but he had to reply loudly: "What Senior Brother said is true." ”

After saying this, the young man who climbed the kendo returned to the sword field from the sword platform, and the winter sun scattered heat above his head, but it could not dispel the loneliness and unwillingness in the back.

He did not return to the disciple queue, but walked straight through the crowd towards the outside of the sword field, such a situation also won the sympathy of many disciples, after all, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and they would not be much better than Zhou Zhiwen if they were not in the bottom of the ranking, and they were all separated on both sides of the Dao, as if they respected a heroic man who was unyielding in defeat.

"Senior Brother Zhou......"

Yu Mocun sighed slightly, he wanted to go up and say something, but when people are at a low point, what they need when they are sad and desolate is not to solve but to dissolve themselves, and self-esteem is particularly fragile at this time, if no one bothers him at this time, it is a kind of respect and understanding for him

But there are always some people in the world who have bad intentions, have nothing to do with grievances, and rely on a sense of superiority.

The down-and-out Zhou Zhiwen walked heavily on the path where the disciples were separated, and the hair on his forehead left wisps of shadow on his face, hiding his simple and mellow face under the darkness, making him a little more lonely.

"Boy, the sword test is not over yet, where are you going?"

An offensive voice came into the ears of Zhou Zhiwen, who was walking with his head in a muffled voice, and several figures appeared in his lowered sight, he looked up distractedly, only to see a few disciples of the outer courtyard with iron swords blocking his way, he came back to his senses, fixed his eyes, and saw that it was the top few people on the sword list, and after sinking his breath, he said: "Senior Brother Wu Heng, it seems that there is no rule that you can't leave after the completion of the personal sword test, if there is, I hope to inform you." ”

"Not really. ”

"But ......." Wu Heng and the others laughed coldly: "You also disrespect our other outer court disciples too much, right?After all, you have been playing sword tricks on it for so long just now, but we can't bear to pull you off the stage, you are good, the senior brother has not left the table, and the sword test has not ended, you take care of yourself and leave, do you look down on our senior brothers? Or do you look down on this sword test? Or do you have an opinion on Senior Brother Hua on the high seat of the sword platform? Or do you look down on the master who taught the sword department?"

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense. ”

Zhou Zhiwen endured the anger in his heart, of course he knew that this Wu Heng was here to find trouble, this person had a bit of a family background, and he flattered the people in the sword gate, and did not put the disciples of the outer courtyard on the same status, but was arrogant and domineering, and he Zhou Zhiwen was just a lonely person, he grew up in the righteous house that sheltered refugees since he was a child, but by chance he found that he could practice, so he entered the Jingfu outer courtyard in the name of the orphan son of the righteous house, he usually worked as a handyman in the sword field, in order to squeeze out some leisure time to sharpen his swordsmanship in the sword field, and Wu Heng was given the responsibility of supervising the miscellaneous servants in the outer courtyard of the sword field by the people in the sword gateOn weekdays, it is to speak ill of them, this kind of power-dependent gentleman has always been the pleasure of others' suffering, and it is even more common to fall into the well and beat the water dog.

He didn't choose to look at Wu Heng and the others, but lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were lowered, and his gaze was downward to show a submissive expression, he said slowly: "I just remembered that there is still the work of miscellaneous disciples, now that the snow has fallen on the sword field, there must be a lot of snow in the corridor of the building, if you don't go to clean up quickly, and wait for the misguided behavior of the senior commander and the senior brothers, Yuan Zheng can't afford this crime, and I hope that Senior Brother Wu Heng can allow Yuan Zheng to leave the scene early, how offended, please include the senior brothers." ”

"That's ......"

Wu Heng's face was gloomy, he didn't expect this kid to be so obedient, he also thought that after suffering this great regret, Zhou Zhiwen would not be able to resist him, and he could clean up this conscientious but unhappy poor kid by the way.

He smiled secretly, walked around Zhou Zhiwen, and said with a sneer: "You kid, you don't think about how to retaliate against me behind your back, do you......?" So?!"

The words fell, and Wu Heng kicked out with a sweep, and he was on the left knee of Zhou Zhiwen. The knee is the hardest part of the leg, but it is also the most prone to injury and the most intense pain, Zhou Zhiwen, who was swept by a blow, snorted and fell to the ground on one knee, he looked down hatefully at the mottled ground of the sword field, feeling the pain on the knee side, and the hands under the sleeves of the robe couldn't help but clench suddenly.

"Wu Heng, you are a hairy thing! There is a kind of going to pick on Senior Brother Gu!"

Yu Mocun couldn't help but deceive people too much after all, he didn't care about Ruan Dongyu, who was trying to stop him, moved to Zhou Zhiwen's side, and pointed at Wu Heng and reprimanded: "The guy who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, Senior Brother Zhou has repeatedly retreated so that you have to take an inch, what's the great thing about the candidate disciple of the sword, the disciple of the sword sect ...... the sword."

"Yu Mocun, you are looking for death!"

Wu Heng already knew what he was going to say next, his face was dark, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath a foot, and for a while, the cold light was shining, and all the disciples around him were silent.

"Senior Brother Yu!"

Just when Yu Mocun wanted to scold "Lin Qubai is not still a defeated general under Senior Brother Gu", and the sharp blade in Wu Heng's hand was about to be unsheathed, Zhou Zhiwen, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly shouted to stop Yu Mocun, and he suddenly raised his head and said to Wu Heng, who was uncertain: " Zhou Zhiwen Thanks to Senior Brother Wu Heng's care, he can get the identity of a miscellaneous disciple in the sword field to help make up for the book and miscellaneous expenses, Yuan Zheng is of course grateful to Senior Brother Wu Heng, my little junior brother has not been in Jingfu for a long time, and he has not yet understood the Tao, I will often admonish, and I will not let Senior Brother Wu Heng work harder. ”

Wu Heng glanced at the resentful Yu Mocun, and stared at Zhou Zhiwen who was struggling to get up. He has always had a sense of vigilance against this kid in his back, and his obedience and submission seem to hide an invisible blade, just like a rare sword hidden deep in the pool, there is a kind of magic that wants people to draw out and try its edge, but he is afraid of his restrained coldness, and if he is not careful, he will hurt himself.

He deliberately humiliated Zhou Zhiwen and made him the target of the public on the cusp, but he always seemed to be submissive, just silently bearing the humiliation inflicted on him by others, his face was expressionless, and his tone was respectful, which made Wu Heng feel like he had put all his strength on the cotton, and his chest was depressed.

"Hmph, don't give me another time!"

Wu Heng snorted heavily, and when he left, he didn't forget to look at Yu Mocun with extremely disdainful eyes at the corners of his eyes, while Zhou Zhiwen was still silent, as if to send him off.

"It's so unpleasant......"

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"Senior Brother Zhou, you!"

Yu Mocun helped Zhou Zhiwen to ask, but he jumped to his feet in anger.

"Thank you Senior Brother Yu for your help, Yuan Zheng is grateful"

Zhou Zhiwen arched his hand towards Yu Mocun, and said with a faint smile.

"You're just ......"

Yu Mocun also wanted to speak out to relieve his anger, but Zhou Zhiwen raised his hand to stop him.

"It can only be said that it has always been like this, the world is to invite the king into the urn, the way of the willing to take the bait, I am still very weak, powerless to change all this, senseless resistance, will only intensify the emotions of the 'strong', why bother?"

Zhou Zhiwen shook his head and said: "You just came to Jingfu, many things, not can be explained by reason, that Gu An I have heard, it is indeed the dragon and phoenix among people, but I am a mustard, how many people can have such strength and confidence to overthrow and set up a life for themselves, you must know that life is like chess, I should be like a pawn." No one else could allow me to take a step back but to be pushed forward and die......."

Yu Mocun heard it silently.

Seeing the stumbling Zhou Zhiwen go away, Ruan Dongyu stood beside Yu Mocun, he felt that there seemed to be something in the eyes of this young man, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Then it will be all the more reasonable...... the boy muttered.

Ruan Dongyu didn't hear clearly, and plucked out his ears: "Little Mozi, what are you talking about?"

Yu Mocun did not answer.

In the wind and snow, he slowly turned his head to look at the sword platform, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, his eyes were blazing, as if something was burning.