Chapter 1: The Last Showdown

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Great Qin Dynasty, Longzhou County, Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

The Tibetan Sword Pavilion has been in the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years, and contains countless famous swords in the world, among which the top ten famous swords in the rivers and lakes are the most famous.

The cabinet advocated Yang, and his father died young and collapsed.

Zhang Yangzi inherited his father's business, although he was young, he was a generation of talents, and at a young age, he created the name of the sword demon, dominating the rivers and lakes, and had few opponents.

So half a year ago, he had already sealed the sword. Because he felt that there was no opponent worthy of his sword on this Jianghu.

As the sun rose, Zhang Yang got up early, because today was a special day for him.

Half a month ago, he sent a challenge to the top ten masters in the rivers and lakes, and the appointed day is today.

In the room, his wife Tang Muqing helped her husband tidy up his clothes.

Suddenly, she raised her head and asked worriedly, "Brother Yang, can you not go today?" I'm afraid you'll ......."

Zhang Yang scratched Tang Muqing's nose dotingly, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, what are you talking about? Do you want me to be laughed at by fellow martial artists? Besides, with my martial arts, what are you worried about?"

Tang Muqing shyly pushed away his hand, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and a smile appeared on her face again, and she said with some loss: "I know!"

For Zhang Yang, the most important thing today is the decisive battle.

Therefore, he didn't notice Tang Muqing's strangeness at all.

However, he felt his wife's worried tone.

This weak woman seems to be blown down by a gust of wind, kind-hearted, loving her husband deeply, and every time she goes out, she will worry half to death.

How many times when I came home after the competition, I would see her red and swollen eyes and anxious eyes, and every time, Zhang Yang was ashamed.

Thinking of the past, he sighed, hugged his wife into his arms, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Qing'er, I promise you, after this time, I will wash my hands and retire from the rivers and lakes." ”

Tang Muqing had a smile on his face, but he knew in his heart that this was just a perfunctory remark by his husband, every time he went out to compete with others, he said so.

"Okay, it's almost time, it's time for me to go!" Zhang Yang let go of Tang Muqing and said softly.

Tang Muqing picked up the ginseng soup on the table and said, "Brother Yang, drink some and then go!"

Zhang Yang knew that his wife got up early in the morning to boil it, so he took the soup bowl and drank it all. Then he sighed with a reminiscent taste, said a good drink, and finally pushed open the door and said to the maid ring outside the door: "Go to the tent room to give me 10,000 taels of silver, there will be many martial arts colleagues coming to cheer today, you can't let everyone go back empty-handed!"

Yahuan's eyes widened and she said in surprise: "Ten thousand taels?"

10,000 taels of silver, that's enough for an ordinary family to eat for a few lifetimes. His own young master is really getting more and more generous, every time he shot in the past few years, it was a few thousand taels, and that's it, but now it's good, directly ten thousand taels.

"What, there's a problem?" Zhang asked, frowning.

Yahuan shrank her neck in fright, and hurriedly said, "No, no...... Yes!"

Zhang Yang smiled angrily and said, "Is there or not?"

At this time, Tang Muqing walked out and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhu'er, you go down first, just have me here!"

The girl was relieved and withdrew.

Zhang Yang was puzzled: "What's wrong with Zhu'er, what's weird?"

Tang Muqing smiled lightly: "I don't know, it's not too early, I'll send you away! I'll send someone over the silver in a while!"

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Yang held Tang Muqing's hand and strode out!

After sending Zhang Yang away, Tang Muqing's face suddenly sank like frost, and Yahuan Zhu'er stood behind her tremblingly, not daring to come out of the air.

Suddenly, Zhu'er fell to her knees with a thud and cried, "I'm sorry, madam, I was wrong!"

Tang Muqing stood quietly, without saying a word, as if time had frozen.

The dull breath was suffocating, and Qing'er's face became paler.

"I've been pampering you for three years, it's time to put an end to it!" Tang Muqing muttered.

After speaking, I saw her raise her hand and touch her hair bun, and then a golden hairpin flew out of her hand......

The scene of the martial arts competition, above the ring.

"Time is precious, let's go together! I'm going to drink after the fight!" Facing the top ten masters in the rivers and lakes, he said arrogantly and arrogantly.

Before he finished speaking, there were people in the ring who couldn't help it.

"Stinky boy, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue, Lao Tzu will try you!" The tenth-ranked Saibei spear god who spoke in the rivers and lakes, Yeluhong.

With a flick of the spear in his hand, the head of the spear trembled, like mercury spilling into the ground, and it was extremely elegant.

Yeluhong exerted force under his feet, and the ground under his feet sank three inches deeply, and the whole person jumped up and flew to the ring, with a fierce momentum.

It's just that he went fast and came back quickly, and before he went on stage, he had already flown back upside down, with two more blood-colored footprints on his chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of old blood shot out of his mouth, and he didn't know if it was because of internal injuries or because he was too aggrieved.

Wow......

There was an uproar at the bottom, and most people couldn't react for a while.

The tenth-ranked master in the rivers and lakes can't even make a move?

Zhang Yang's kick not only slapped Yeluhong in the face, but also slapped the face of the nine masters in front of Yeluhong.

The tenth master, he didn't even make a move in front of others, doesn't that mean that this Jianghu ranking is very watery?

Call......

Another person jumped into the ring.

However, he only insisted on two moves and was kicked down again.

The third person came to the stage, five moves!

Fourth ...... , nine strokes......

Seventh ...... , fifteen strokes......

On the ring, as if dumplings, a group of masters went up and down one after another...... and keep circulating......

"It's all said that I want you to go together, I have to waste time!" Zhang Yang pouted and said helplessly.

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, "Let's go up together!"

The top ten masters woke up suddenly, glanced at each other, surrounded Zhang Yang together, and launched a crazy attack.

Zhang Yang was under siege, not surprised, and laughed: "That's right, let's go together and save time!"

The top ten masters in the rivers and lakes besieged, how amazing the momentum was, above the ring, the dust was flying, and you could only see overlapping figures flying, dazzling, and you couldn't tell who was who.

The various weapons clashed against each other, making a piercing sound, and dazzling sparks appeared in the air, witnessing the intensity of the battle.

Just when everyone was guessing the result of this competition, there was a sudden roar in the ring, and then, I saw a lot of figures flying in the sky, wailing and rolling down the ring one by one, and finally leaving only a vague figure on the stage.

The dust cleared, and the figure finally became clear.

White-clothed Shengxue, proud of the crowd, who is it if it is not publicity?

In the face of the siege of the top ten masters, it only took half a pillar of incense to defeat all the opponents, and they were unscathed, how terrible is this kind of skill?

"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang ......"

The overwhelming shouts resounded throughout the audience, Zhang Yangzhi was proud, waved his big hand, and said with a smile: "Old rules, go drink in Juxian Building!"

Juxian Building does not do other business today, because it has been chartered by Zhang Yang.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yang saw Yahuan Zhu'er standing at the door, holding a thick stack of silver tickets in her hand.

"Young Master, 10,000 taels of silver tickets are ready for you!" Qing'er said respectfully.

Zhang Yang didn't look at it, grabbed a handful at random, stuffed it into the hands of the shopkeeper of Juxian Building, who had been waiting for a long time, and laughed: "Lao Zhou, I don't care about anything else, the wine is ready for me!"

Shopkeeper Zhou held the thick silver ticket in his hand, smiled, and said, "Young Master Zhang, don't worry, the wine is there!"

Zhang Yang laughed and patted the shoulder of the shopkeeper Zhou, and then grabbed all the silver tickets from Qing'er's hand, and said to all the martial arts colleagues: "Thank you for coming to cheer, this silver is a little bit of Zhang's heart." ”

With that, he threw the silver into the air and strode towards the VIP room on the second floor.

Before he could take two steps, the pot exploded in the restaurant, and everyone's eyes lit up, as if the wolf had seen the food and rushed up to grab it.

At the beginning, everyone just pushed each other, but in the end, in order to grab a few more taels of silver, someone actually moved their weapons, and if the first person did it, there would be a second person who did it, and soon, the restaurant became a battlefield, with flesh and blood flying, and the scene was chaotic.

Zhang Yang went up the stairs while looking at the fellow Jianghu who were fighting each other for silver tickets, he was stunned at first, and then suddenly a trace of disappointment arose in his heart.

He couldn't help but think: "It turns out that the so-called rivers and lakes are composed of such a group of shameless people who forget their righteousness for the sake of profit and claim to be chivalrous!"

Before this competition, he had already retreated, and at this moment, his determination to withdraw from the rivers and lakes was even stronger.

These people grabbed the money very quickly, and everyone had a lot of silver tickets in their hands, and their faces were happy.

Except, of course, the corpses that lay on the ground.

"Everyone, ......," Zhang Yang shouted disheartenedly to the crowd below.

Everyone got the silver ticket, and they all thanked Zhang Yang, and when they heard him speak, they immediately quieted down, wanting to see what Zhang Yang had to say.

I saw Zhang Yang's face solemn, and he said, "Today I want to announce something!"

Everyone was curious: "What did Zhang Ge Lord announce?"

Zhang Yang's face was resolute, and he said: "From today on, I ......"

Before he finished his words, suddenly a sharp sound came from the air, Zhang Yang's pupils shrank sharply, and his blood surged all over his body.

In his sight, a snow-white piece of paper, trembling in the air, emitted a sound as crisp as metal, and burst out.

"What a deep internal force!" Zhang Yang's ten fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

Every time you meet a master, you will have this subtle reflex.

"Ding!"

The white paper stopped on the desktop, as smooth as a knife cutting tofu, and easily plunged into the solid wood desktop, making a crisp sound, and it took a long time to stop, and the white paper gradually became soft and pasted on the desktop.

Zhang Yang clearly saw that on the white paper, there was a word "war" written on it, his eyes were bright, he was inexplicably excited, and shouted, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Pages of white paper, comparable to gold and iron, a person with such deep internal strength, who has only seen it in his life, suddenly itched, and eagerly wanted to know the identity of the other party.

As he spoke, his whole body had already taken advantage of his light skills and flew out.

Zhang Yang tapped under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown out of the Juxian Building.

As soon as he came out, he saw that there was already a back standing in the ring.

Seeing that back, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly jumped, and he had a sense of déjà vu.

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