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The drizzle is misty, like a love entanglement.

Ye Feng stood alone in front of the Nangong family's house, looking at the three powerful characters on the door plaque through the hazy rain curtain, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer. The world is changing, and this vast martial arts is changing with each passing day. The so-called love and the so-called righteousness are not worth winning or losing in the end. And today, he Ye Feng is here to regain everything that once was!

"Is this boy here to participate in a martial arts contest?" asked the little guy in front of the door.

Ye Feng frowned without a trace, the smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to hand out the post: "In Xia Qingfeng, I am a newcomer, I don't understand many rules, and I ask my brother to give me more advice." With that, he took out a piece of silver from his bosom and handed it to the little servant.

The little guy rolled his eyebrows, and his tone became more and more respectful: "Where is it, the son is tired all the way, so let's talk about it first." ”

Ye Feng didn't shirk, took the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and followed the little guy into the yard.

The Nangong family's mansion is quite large, and the momentum is extraordinary, and there are many young knights in the front hall, who want to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. Ye Feng looked around coldly, and found no trace of Nangong, most of them were talking about the old days with several heads in the backyard.

"Qingfeng Gongzi is also here?" The little guy suddenly stopped and looked back at Ye Feng behind him.

Ye Feng blinked, knowing that he had something to say, he didn't hesitate, showing a puzzled look: "I have heard for a long time that Miss Nangong is amazingly talented, she is a rare and beautiful woman, and Qing is naturally admired." ”

When the little guy heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't pretend to be a young man, we all know it." There were a few of the guests in this room who came for the good name of my young lady. It's not all for the legendary Yunshui Sword!"

The last word was deliberately suppressed, and the little guy pulled Qingfeng into the compartment on the side.

"Young Master Qingfeng, I can see at a glance that you have an extraordinary bearing, and this Yunshui Sword is none other than you. The little guy looked around, "But this is a competition, I have to talk to you first, so that you can get ready." lest it be ...... for a while It's not good to lose your ugliness. The little guy touched the tip of his nose and smiled.

Ye Feng's heart was cold, he didn't expect Wan'er to live such a life. Even this little slave has started to sell his master for glory, not to mention that Nangong has no trace. If he hadn't come today, wouldn't Wan'er have fallen into the fire pit!

Thinking of this, he unconsciously clenched his fists and asked solemnly: "If you do this, you are not afraid that the old man will know and take your life?"

The little guy shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said, "The master has not left Miss for many years. This time it's just a gimmick to use the Yunshui Sword. Childe, you don't have to worry about it. This competition is divided into civil and martial arts. Needless to say, martial arts fights don't need to be said. As for Wendou, poetry is right, playing the piano and painting. If the son is not good at it, it will not matter, and there is a guessing puzzle. If you could give more...... It's not impossible for me to give you the answer. ”

Ye Feng pulled out a sneer, squinted at the little guy in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will really become the east bed of the Nangong family, and the fast son-in-law will come to trouble you again?"

The little guy was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Ye Feng had already brushed his sleeves away and walked towards the front hall.

The front hall, which was originally crowded, was mostly gone, and the old man standing in the center of the crowd saw him from a distance and said loudly: "Where did Gongzi go just now? The literary battle has begun, the poetry is in the North Garden, and the Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting is in the South Garden." If it's a charade, you only need to answer three questions. ”

Ye Feng nodded clearly, and bowed his hand: "Please also ask the old gentleman to teach." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. The old man stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "The crescent moon shines on the front of the lake." ”

Ye Feng bowed slightly, pondered for a moment, and replied softly: "Hongzi." ”

"Not bad. The old man exclaimed, and then asked, "The painting shows a clear stream hanging fishing hook." ”

"Chaos words. Ye Feng didn't think about it, attracting envy from the surroundings. The old man also glanced at him appreciatively, and was about to speak, when he heard a pleasant female voice coming from the compartment.

"What time is the remnant star with the crescent moon? ”

The familiar voice made Ye Feng in a trance, and the memories of the old days came to his heart, and the heart that he thought was as hard as a rock became inexplicably soft at this moment. Wan'er, she was so attached to him......

He still remembers the time when he was in charge, Wan'er always liked to run around with him, and the two of them didn't get bored of fighting all day. Until that day, Wan'er sat on the swing, and a pair of bright eyes reflected his appearance.

"Brother Feng, my mother often said that if you are alone for a long time, your heart will feel empty. But what is the heart?"

Ye Feng looked at her as if he didn't understand, and said with a smile: "I don't know what the heart is. But Wan'er has me, you won't be alone. ”

Wan'er responded with a smile, took his hand, and clasped her fingers tightly: "What Brother Feng said is that with you, it doesn't matter what your heart is." ”

......

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and all kinds of tastes welled up in his heart. He subconsciously asked himself, after so long, should I face my heart?

Pulled by this emotion, he could hardly speak, just reached out and dipped some tea in his hand, and slowly wrote a word on the table of the eight immortals - "heart".

The old man stepped forward, smiled approvingly, and announced loudly, "Congratulations to Qingfeng on being promoted." ”

Ye Feng just smiled and walked towards the backyard with the little guy who led the way. He suddenly understood what he was thinking in his heart, no matter what Nangong Wuxian did, Wan'er was innocent after all. He has the responsibility to protect her and take care of her. Because he is Wan'er's brother Feng.

The ring is set up in the backyard, and there are two small tea rooms in the middle. Ye Feng was led to the tea room on the left, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a man in a fancy costume coming forward.

"In the lower Ouyang Kong, I don't know if your Excellency is ......"

Ye Feng bowed his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Under the green wind." I have long admired the name of Ouyang Gongzi. ”

"Where, where. Ouyang Kong's face turned red, and he shook his hand and said modestly. The man in the power suit behind him snorted coldly and said lazily: "You people know that you people have been looking up for a long time." Aren't you just a disciple of the family? In addition to being prominent, what else can you do to show your hand? I think when my Tang Chong became famous, you two were still milky hairy boys. ”

The tone full of hostility made Ye Feng frown, and Ouyang Kong on the side stretched out his hand to hold him, and a smile appeared on his fair face: "It's not in the way." Brother Qingfeng, when you are out of the house, more is better than less. ”

Ye Feng didn't say much when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Tang Chong, and a chilling murderous aura suddenly attacked, like thick ink entering water, diffusing in the moment. Tang Chong's eyes froze, Xu was shocked by this murderous aura, hid the disdain on his face, and lowered his eyes to drink tea.

Seeing this, Ouyang Kong smiled helplessly, handed over a cup of tea, and said softly: "Brother Qingfeng, let's drink tea first." ”

Ye Feng nodded, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches, and was about to drink tea, when he suddenly felt something different, and put down the teacup quietly.

This was originally the Tieguanyin of the best Lu, the color is like jade, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing. But there was a little white powder in the jade-like tea soup, and he sniffed it lightly, and he could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of flowers. However, the aroma of this tea is so strong that it masks the floral fragrance, and if you don't check it carefully, you won't find it. Fortunately, Aunt Qing had already taken precautions, and before leaving, she gave him the method of recognizing drugs, although there were only a few kinds, but it was enough for him to turn evil into good fortune.

This poison should be extracted from the intoxicating flower, the amount is not much, it will not be fatal, and the mouth will be dry and the whole body will be weak after taking it for an hour. In addition, they may hallucinate and become unconscious. At that point, I'm afraid......

Ye Feng grinned, and a ray of light flashed in his slender eyes. This competition is really getting more and more interesting. I can't imagine that Nangong Wuxian would be so impetuous, and finally couldn't help but want to make a move? It's really good, even such a rare poison as the Drunken Heart Flower can be obtained, presumably the organization behind it is also planning to take action.

is in the middle of it, this time, he will expose his tricks in front of everyone, want him to be defeated without a trace, and want the organization to go and never return!

"Oriental Star is promoted. ”

The last candidate has also been decided, Ye Feng settled down, and walked out of the tearoom with the two.

The rules of martial arts are extremely simple, and both sides use wooden swords as weapons, and the points are stopped.

Ye Feng's opponent is Dongfang Xing, the young master of the Dongfang family, who is known for his fists and feet. The moves are fast, accurate, ruthless, and powerful. Fists and feet are in harmony, moves are in the middle of moves, unpredictable, and it is really a tricky role.

But he Ye Feng is not a good type, he can only win this battle, not lose!

Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked up at the high platform, his gaze stopped at the last person, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: Nangong Wuxi, I will make you pay for your blood debt!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng no longer hidden, clenched the wooden sword in his hand, and instead stared at Dongfang Xing in front of him: "Young Master Dongfang, please advise." ”

The words settled, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled.

Dongfang Xing looked at Ye Feng without saying a word, and with a light tap of his toes, he jumped into the air in a flash. Punch with both hands, as fast as lightning. For a while, the fist shadow was heavy, and it was coming.

Ye Feng did not hesitate, his body fell backwards, and when he was an inch above the ground, he suddenly turned around, spun in a circle from mid-air, and attacked towards the lower plate of Dongfang Xing.

Dongfang Xing didn't dare to be careless, and replaced his palms with his feet, and at the moment of falling, he attacked Ye Feng's chest. Ye Feng dodged sideways, and pulled out several sword flowers in his hand, like an air barrier blocking Dongfang Xing's attack.

"Good skills. ”

Dongfang Xing snorted, jumped with his strength, fell far away, and said to Ye Feng: "Brother Qingfeng, although this competition is up to the point, you can't beat me without going all out." ”

As soon as the words fell, he had already attacked, his extremely fast posture was as fast as lightning, and before Ye Feng could react, he had already noticed a trace of evil qi passing through the front door. He subconsciously retreated backwards, and suddenly saw Dongfang Xing's fist brushing between his eyebrows. However, this was just a move to start with, and the next move was instantly struck, Dongfang Xing's punch missed, and another punch, from the bottom up, attacked Ye Feng's jaw. Ye Feng was shocked, forcibly changed his body method, twisted his left shoulder, and on the side of his upper body, he could dodge a blow.

Undecided, Dongfang Xing's offensive started again, his left hand punched his shoulder blade, and his right foot suddenly kicked towards his lower plate. The two are in harmony, and there is almost nowhere to hide.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, they didn't expect that the moves of the young master of the East would be so skillful.

Ye Feng was also surprised, took a breath, and used the Demon Gate Body Method. For a time, there were many phantoms, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Dongfang Xing was stunned, and punched on the phantom, the phantom like sand and gravel suddenly dispersed, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a cold light approaching.

It was obviously a wooden long sword, but it exuded a terrifying chill, like a drizzle in spring, dissolving all his attacks. When he looked closely, he only saw Ye Feng's cold sword blade.

The victory or defeat is reversed, only in a thought.

Everyone present looked at each other, and after a while, they heard the head of Emei, Qingxin Shitai, cough clearly: "In this competition, Qingfeng won!"

Ye Feng smiled, threw the wooden sword in his hand casually, and said to Dongfang Xing: "Brother Dongfang has conceded." Your moves are indeed good, but you forgot that both offense and defense are the ultimate way of martial arts. ”

When Dongfang Xing heard this, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, and he didn't care about the people present, and knelt down towards Ye Feng: "Master, please accept me." ”

When everyone saw this, they were in an uproar.

But those who are really familiar with the Eastern Star will know the reason. Dongfang Xing has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and has always believed in the respect of the strong. Defeated by Ye Feng today, his skills are inferior, and if he is lucky enough to become his apprentice, it must be a beautiful thing.

Ye Feng shook his head: "Brother Dongfang, apprenticeship is exempt, I am also not good at academics." If you like it, it doesn't hurt to come and learn from it often. ”

Dongfang Xing smiled and did not entangle, Ye Feng's mind turned, there was still one game left.

In the subsequent competition, Tang Chong narrowly defeated Ouyang Kong. The last competition was Ye Feng and Tang Chong.

"Master Jueyuan, I don't know who you like?" On the high platform, Wudang's Mo Yun Dao Chang turned his head and asked Master Jueyuan of Shaolin next to him.

"In the opinion of the old man, although it is indeed extraordinary for the Qingfeng Sword to go sideways, Tang Chong should not be underestimated, the Tang Sect has not yet used the mastery, and all this is not a certainty. ”

"Everyone, in my opinion, it must be Tang Chong who won, the Tang Sect has been famous for a long time, and the origin of Qingfeng is unknown, so it will not be deeper than the Tang Sect. The head of Huashan's Yue Hui looked at Tang Chong with appreciation.

"Master Yue, this is a bad statement, Qingfeng's master must be a master, and the timing and strength of his moves are all just right. Emei Qingxin Shitai disagreed.

"What everyone said is reasonable, but the outcome is undecided, and it is useless to say anything more, so it is better to wait for a while and find out. As the master, Nangong Wuxian came forward to play a round, he didn't care about winning or losing the most, but this character who appeared out of thin air made him a little depressed. If it's really Ye Feng......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to stare at his daughter beside him, and seeing that her face was as usual, he suddenly felt a lot more relieved.

"Boom-"

The drums sounded, and the final competition began.