Fruitless monk, the closed disciple of Master Shaolin Tianhu, and the little junior brother of Miao Monk Wuhua. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zibei Town, the eldest son of the famous Purple Qilin in the martial arts, and the core figure of the Dragon Alliance

Wu Tiansheng, a disciple of Baiyunguan, and the nephew of Bai Yujing, the "Immortal Sword".

Three people, competing for two casters, then it takes three competitions.

It can be seen from the competition in these two days that these three people are all worthy of the name of the young generation. No matter what the result is today, it will surely make a name for itself in the rivers and lakes.

Although Wu Tiansheng was blacklisted in both the Blue Dragon Society and the Dragon Binding Alliance, his reputation in the rivers and lakes was not revealed. He didn't want to be famous, but this time he couldn't help it. Because Zibei Town, the first son of martial arts, solemnly chose Wu Tiansheng as the first opponent of this battle.

Of course, Wu Tiansheng would not be grateful to Zibei Town for this. Especially Zibei Town, who held the bronze ancient sword that Wu Tiansheng had in mind. The gluttonous swallowing and cloud-patterned bird carvings all show that this is most likely a sword of a prince of the Shang Dynasty.

Zibei Town stood up and said to Wu Tiansheng: "Brother Wu has been lingering in front of this sword for a long time, if Brother Wu still wants to return this sword at this time, I will give it up." ”

Wu Tiansheng sighed and shook his head. In your hands or in my hands, there is no escape from this bad luck.

"Then please. ”

Zibei Town took two quick steps, and suddenly jumped up, his purple clothes fluttered, and the sword light suddenly brightened, so bright that it was difficult to look at directly. "It's like the sun is shining!"

"If it's like the sun, then look at my trick!"

Wu Tiansheng turned around, stepped backwards, like a bow, and suddenly went from static to moving, rushing away, the sword with sword energy, its momentum was like a divine arrow, "Hou Yi shoots the sun!"

Ding was happy, "Hou Yi shoots the sun" and "like the sun in the sky"? I just don't know how it turned out.

It's just a flash of thought, just one move, and the two have already won or lost. Wu Tiansheng stood in the middle of the field with a look of regret.

Zibei Zhen raised the sword in his hand, not to declare victory, but to see clearly, because he couldn't figure it out.

This nameless bronze ancient sword is definitely ancient

The works of famous sword casters, Zibei Town has admired countless famous swords with his father since he was a child, and he is confident that he will not be mistaken.

Wu Tiansheng couldn't help but sigh, what ancient artifacts, ancient magic skills, are all superstitions. Compared with iron weapons, bronze weapons are brittle, hard and easy to break, lack toughness, and no matter how good the craftsmanship is, it is impossible to compete with steel weapons that have already matured. The sword in Wu Tiansheng's hand, although its appearance is not good, but from the texture, it is made of hundreds of steel.

These bronze ancient swords have been handed down to this day, and most of them have become expensive collections, and no one is really willing to use them to chop other weapons, even Zibei Town does not know about it.

The bronze ancient sword was broken, and Zibei Town lost the game. He couldn't figure it out, and Wu Tiansheng didn't plan to explain it to him.

Zibei Zhen's face was a little gloomy, in his opinion, Wu Tiansheng's lingering on this bronze ancient sword was a trap to lure him into it.

No matter what Zibei Town thinks, the outcome of this battle has already been decided in an instant. He must win the next game against the fruitless monk, otherwise he will lose both battles and be directly out.

The next one hasn't started yet, and it's still in the tea break. He looked at the fruitless monk, and next to the fruitless monk was Wu Tiansheng.

"Can you play the piano?" Wu Tiansheng asked.

"No, it won't. The fruitless monk replied.

"Do you know how to play chess?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Do you know poetry, calligraphy and painting?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Do you know how to cook?"

"Still won't. ”

Wu Tiansheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that your Huahua Senior Brother, known as the Seven Wonderful Monks, liked you the most and taught you everything?"

"Oh, I didn't study hard and ran away with him. That's why people call me: No, it's not a wonderful monk. ”

"Okay, no, it's not a wonderful monk, it doesn't look good, I think the newly selected sword in your hand is not as good as the one when you competed with Ding Xi just now?"

"Watch people put down their dishes. ”

"You mean ......?"

Fruitless and said: "Don't say it, the Buddha said can't say it." ”

Zibei Town's face was even more ugly.

Zheng Que'er was a bystander on the side, and could see clearly that the person in Zibei Town had almost no shortcomings, but there was a deep arrogance hidden under the surface of gentleness and frugality.

"Radical. Zheng Qi'er lowered her eyebrows and blew the tea, and nodded a little lightly.

is worthy of being the first son of martial arts, Zibei Town heard the words like a basin of cold water poured on his head, and suddenly came to his senses.

He found that he had been a little impetuous, and that he had lost his weight in his actions. Why is that?

Could it be that it was just because I met this Wu Tiansheng?

The tea break ended quickly, and the fruitless monk saw Zibei Town's clear eyebrows, smiling at the wind, knowing that his mood had returned to calm, he couldn't help but look at Zibei Town and Zheng Qi'er who reminded him at the critical moment just now.

The fruitless monk got up and said: "The purple donor's heart is calm, at this time, when it comes to the sword, the little monk is not the opponent of the purple donor." Then you don't have to waste a sword. The little monk admits defeat. ”

This fruitless monk is decisive. It's just that what he said about the sword is not an opponent, which is a little intriguing. If the sword is not an opponent, what about the others?

Since the opponent has expressed his admission of defeat, although he is a little dismissive of the subtext of the fruitless monk's words, he can still accept it happily.

The sword competition is over, right?" Wu Tiansheng asked. Now that Wu Tiansheng has won Zibei Town, and Zibei Town has won fruitlessly, isn't there already a result?

Who said that what if nothing prevails over you?

Wuguo looked at Wu Tiansheng and said with a smile: "Needless to say, Master Wu Shi is above the little monk in terms of both his sword selection vision and swordsmanship. The little monk will not offer ugliness. ”

Now there are two people left, and there are two stickers in Zhushanlu, isn't it over?

No, there is one last link.

The winner can enter the casting mountain first, and the loser can enter later. The winner can ask for two pieces, while the loser can only ask for one. And the latecomer's weapon cannot be superior to the former. However, the original Iron Mountain Master's energy was limited, and when the latter re-entered, the Iron Mountain Master must have been tired, and the first entrant would inevitably take advantage of it.

What is the last link? Wu Tiansheng soon knew.

One box of gold, five boxes of silver, and ten boxes of fine iron and one box of exotic gold for casting. And so it was laid out in the open field. The boxes are all king-sized.

These things are enough for a person to squander a lifetime, and enough to induce the green forest cottage of the three mountains and five mountains to rush down the mountain desperately.

Zibei Town, which was full of gold and jade, looked at these and felt a slight pain in his heart, and he also temporarily added two boxes of silver. Just to come out on top here.

Wu Tiansheng smiled faintly, waved his hand, and moved in boxes of things prepared for him.

After counting after finishing the arrangement, Zibei Town found that Wu Tiansheng's number of boxes was less than his own, and he was slightly relieved. But when the box was opened, the eyes were full of jewels, and the eyes of everyone were dazzled. It is full of treasures, and its value is better than the gold and silver of Zibei Town. And there are slightly more refined iron and different gold than those in Zibei Town.

What's even more odious is that Wu Tiansheng has always been calm and relaxed, and he doesn't feel distressed at all.

Zibei Town was full of clouds, and said: "Brother Wu has a lot of capital, and this pride is even more admirable. ”

Wu Tiansheng smiled and said, "It's nothing, I have always regarded money as dung." ”

Outside the wall, a person trembled with distress. "Of course, these treasures are mine!" (To be continued.) )