Chapter 117: Birthday Gift

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"Alas......" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, but he knew that Old Man Song was on fire in his heart, at such an age, but he capsized in the gutter, and was actually ridden by a little girl. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I really have nothing to say in the next place, I can only be beaten and punished......" Xiao Yuesheng spread his hands helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, forget it, children are messing around, how can they be taken seriously?!" Old Man Song waved his hand and smiled generously.

"Wait, Master. Zhou Huairen stood up, his face was solemn, he glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and then looked at Huang Sisi, who was pursing his cherry lips and his face was dissatisfied.

"Huairen, you ......" Old Man Song's face sank.

"Master, listen to your disciple. Zhou Huairen clenched his fists and said, neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm expression.

Old Man Song sank his face and snorted, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

Zhou Huairen pretended not to see the master's face, turned around and hugged his fists to Xiao Yuesheng, and said slowly: "Xiao Daxia is famous all over the world, come to plead, logically speaking, you can't ignore the ...... in the inferior."

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly bitterly, glanced at Huang Sisi, shook his head and sighed: "I just think that the child is not sensible, if she is allowed to mess around, the matter is getting bigger and bigger, it is better to come to the door in person to apologize, turn the war into a jade silk, but there is no intention of overwhelming people." ā€

"No matter what, if you don't know how to lift at the inferior level, I'm afraid Xiao Daxia will make a move?" Zhou Huairen didn't let go and stared at him closely.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Zhou Daxia's words are serious. ā€

Zhou Huairen glanced at the master, nodded and said, "In this way, then you can speak freely!"

"Speak. Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, his heart sank slightly, knowing that this matter would not end easily, and there were twists and turns.

Zhou Huairen raised his head and said angrily: "If we don't pursue it, and pass by with a smile, those who know my master's surname will understand that the master is broad-minded, if they don't understand, they will definitely think that the family teacher is afraid of Xiao Daxia's fame and dare not pursue it!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, there is no doubt about this, there will be people who think so.

It's just that what the truth is, but it's not that people are cranky, if they don't come by themselves, just Huang Sisi comes to the door alone to apologize, the outcome will be diametrically opposite, even if the heart is broad-minded, how can they be bullied on the head, how can they laugh it off?! Who will respect them in the future?!

To put it nicely, in the final analysis, it is still their own fame that is too great, forming an invisible and qualitative pressure to force them to pass by.

It's just that this Zhou Huairen is really more serious, why should he say it so clearly, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but shake his head and smiled faintly: "What do others say, why should Old Man Song mind, mediocre people in the world disturb themselves, if you pay attention to what others say, you will definitely die of exhaustion." ā€

"Everyone is pouring gold, accumulating and destroying bones, but it has to be prevented!" Zhou Huairen said loudly, with a light on his jade-like face.

Huang Sisi pursed his cherry lips, with thin anger in the corners of his eyes, he has been secretly annoyed, from time to time Bai Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, at this time, seeing Zhou Huairen's performance like this, he was stunned, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart, such a man, mighty and unyielding, Fang is a real man!

"I don't know what Zhou Daxia wants?" Xiao Yuesheng was a little impatient and asked lightly.

Zhou Huairen put down his right hand behind him and hugged his fist again: "I want to learn Miss Huang's martial arts, if I fail, I will be convinced, and there will be no complaints." ā€

"You want to compete with me?!" Huang Sisi sighed and asked in surprise.

Zhou Huairen's gaze turned to her, nodded slowly, his gaze was solemn, and then turned his head to the old man Song and saluted, and said: "Master, if the disciple is invincible, then we have nothing to say, we can only admit it, if the disciple is lucky enough to win a move and a half, and then the master will show it." ā€

"Huairen, you, you!" Old Man Song shook his head vigorously, his face turned red, as if he was holding back his anger, and glared at him fiercely.

He turned his head to Xiao Yuesheng and said, "Let Xiao Daxia laugh, the inferior is not sensible." ā€

"Old man Song is too polite, Zhou Daxia is impassioned and heroic, I really want to congratulate the old man on winning this good apprentice!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly.

He turned his head to look at Huang Sisi, smiled, and said softly: "Miss Huang, do you want to learn a thing or two from Zhou Daxia?"

"Okay!" Huang Sisi agreed very happily, and with a "bang", the long sword was unsheathed, the sword light was cold, and there was a hint of coolness in the study.

"This ......," Old Man Song hesitated.

"Master, according to the fifth junior brother, Miss Huang has learned the soul chasing sword technique, and the disciple wants to see how well she is practicing. Zhou Huairen said in a low voice.

Old Man Song's expression moved, hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, walked up to Xiao Yuesheng, and said with a smile: "Since they want to learn from each other, the old man also wants to see how good Miss Huang's martial arts are." ā€

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, looking at the field.

The study is quite wide, and the two of them come to the field, and they don't feel narrow, besides, the soul-chasing sword technique is not wide open, but tricky and weird, often against people's minds, so such a narrow occasion, but more conducive to the performance of the soul-chasing sword technique.

"Miss Huang, please-!" Zhou Huairen pulled out the Qingfeng long sword and said slowly.

His sword was just an ordinary long sword, and judging by its brilliance, it might be slightly sharper, which was a few points worse than Huang Sisisen's cold sword.

Huang Sisi felt that he was not afraid or flinching, he was a real man, and he had a bit of a father's style, so he had a good impression of him, and reminded him in a coquettish voice: "You have to be careful, this sword of mine is very sharp, and it cut off the tips of your four junior brothers last time!"

"In the lower province, please make a move!" Zhou Huairen said loudly, not taking it to heart, the long sword was erected in front of his chest, his spirit gradually calmed down, and his eyes were fixed.

"That's good, look at the sword!" Huang Sisijiao snorted, and felt that this person didn't know how to be good or bad, and he didn't have to show mercy, and the long sword stabbed out.

The sword light was like lightning, extremely fast, and appeared in front of Zhou Huairen in an instant.

Zhou Huairen held the sword in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and put his palm on the tip of the sword.

With a clear sound of "dang", Huang Sisi's sword stabbed at the horizontal sword, and his body was suddenly suffocated, unable to move forward.

But this sword is extremely fast, the momentum is great, although Zhou Huairen is holding the sword with both hands, the sword body suddenly bent towards the chest, forming an arc.

"Hey!" Zhou Huairen exhaled heavily, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

The sword body bent even more, and when it was about to reach his chest, Huang Sisi's forward strength was exhausted, and the Qingfeng long sword was extremely tough, and he exhaled and bounced back.

Huang Sisi only felt a force coming from the sword body, extremely huge, as if forcing her body to retreat, she snorted, her body twisted, the long sword rotated, and the body and the long sword rotated around, extremely fast, like a train around her.

With a flick of his toes, the force of the rotation suddenly turned forward, and the sword pierced the air and let out a low roar.

"Miss Huang's swordsmanship is really extraordinary!" Old Man Song stroked his silver hair and nodded slowly.

The method of unloading the force just now was light and natural, but with the help of this force, it turned into an attack, making the long sword extremely fast, and making a sneering sound of breaking the air, otherwise, with her own skills, I am afraid it would be difficult to make the long sword so powerful.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, adaptable, and flexible, this is not a hard practice, but a gift from heaven, which is really a bit unfair.

Zhou Huairen snorted lightly, stepped on his feet, his body rushed forward, missed the tip of her sword, his wrist trembled, and a sword flower shrouded her chest.

Huang Sisi also snorted, his toes were a little, his body twisted, and the sword changed from a forward stab to a horizontal slash, which was faster, like a white rainbow slashing.

Old Man Song's face sank, Huang Sisi's method of unloading and borrowing strength must be a profound method.

Huang Sisi has been tiptoeing to the ground, not steady, just like the ballet of later generations, the body is spinning, the long sword is like practice, but it is extraordinary, and it looks like a dance, wonderful and moving.

Her move was fast and ruthless, the transition was smooth, there was no hindrance, and it was unthinkable for people to react, Zhou Huairen had no choice but to take a long sword and block it in front of him to avoid the catastrophe of the waist slash.

With a "dang", his long sword turned into two, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

Huang Sisi put away his sword and stood up, with a coquettish smile on his face, stretched out his sword, and gestured twice: "Look at my sword, right?!"

Zhou Huairen held a half-cut long sword and stood stunned.

"Okay, win with a sword, win without martial arts, what's there to be proud of?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and snorted lightly, glaring at Huang Sisi.

Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, Zhou Huairen came back to his senses, looked at half of the long sword, and then looked at Huang Sisi, his face was bitter, and said, "I'm defeated!"

"Zhou Daxia, she is just a sharp sword. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, looked at Old Man Song, and said with a smile: "Old man, it's time for the birthday banquet to start?...... I came to pay my birthday alone, and I didn't have time to bring any gifts, so I was ashamed,...... In this way, when I saw that the old man was a scholar, I would get an axe and write a few words as a birthday gift!"

"Oh-?" Old Man Song was stunned, and said with a smile: "Xiao Daxia's Baomo, but the old man wants to take a look!"

After that, he pushed Zhou Huairen and hummed: "Huairen, what are you going to do, hurry up and serve with pen and ink!"

Zhou Huairen was in good spirits, nodded busily, glanced at Huang Sisi, put away the sword and returned it to the sheath, and began to step forward to be busy, grinding ink and laying paper, and doing it very skillfully.

(To be continued)