On the second day of the Dao Conference, because Song Qingsha was unwell, Zhu Fei, the young master of the Ming Extinguishing Building, went first.

There are many more people here today than yesterday. Yesterday, people searched for a day, but they didn't find any trace of Sun Buren, and their fanatical hearts cooled down, and most of them were willing to come here to see the excitement.

Nine of the most prestigious young people on the rivers and lakes took the stage to discuss, which is also a rare event!

Zhu Fei stepped onto the stage and glanced around the audience quite majestically, his face no longer had the hippie smiling body when he was playing with the fat man, and said solemnly: "All those who use swords must have a set of swordsmanship that they think they are satisfied with." Some are known for their mighty momentum, while others are known for their spicy and weird. But no matter what kind of swordsmanship it is, if you can't reach a quick word, you won't be able to get anything!"

Someone in the audience shouted hello. The man was fat, and his voice was full of energy, and this cry attracted a lot of attention. When people heard the sound, it turned out to be Luo Ying, the second young master of Huanglong Island.

"What, don't you think Zhu Gongzi said it badly? Why don't you applaud him quickly!" Luo Ying turned around and shouted, and then there was a sparse applause.

Zhu Fei said again: "A sword is not an ornament, and no blade is either. Therefore, the sword is not a speech. I am shallow in my knowledge, clumsy in words, and I can't tell all the truth in my heart, but it is also a little experience gained with blood and sweat since my debut, please don't hesitate to correct it!"

"Good! Great! Everyone applauded!" the fat man shouted. This time, the applause was louder.

"Also, I have a few more words to say. Zhu Fei's gaze shifted to a corner on the edge of the square, and he said slowly, "I agreed to Zhu Zhuang's invitation to participate in this Dao Conference, but I know that my strength is limited, and I don't have the slightest hope of winning the picture scroll of Zhu Zhuang. Of the people who wield swords in Ebony Town today, there are at least four ...... who are faster than me."

There was some uproar in the audience. Some people whispered, not understanding what he meant by admitting his shortcomings.

"He was too optimistic. Judging from his performance in Biye City last time, in the current Ebony Town, there are definitely no less than ten swords faster than him. Qin Yan snorted.

Yu Hanyan smiled: "Maybe he has made great progress in the past few months?"

"But I remember that he seemed to have been defeated by Xiaozhu once the day before yesterday?"

"Xiaozhu is also very powerful......

On the platform, Zhu Fei ignored everyone's discussions, he stared straight at a certain place, word by word, and said in a deep voice: "But I want to prove, He Lianshan, I will at least be faster than you! Your so-called sincere way is simply rhetoric, not worth a damn! Even your nickname of Heavenly Sword is not worthy of its name!"

The whispers from the audience disappeared suddenly, and the audience became dead silent. Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the place where He Lianshan was at the same time.

He Lianshan frowned, without any expression on his face.

When the masses reacted, some people still shouted: "Beat, beat, beat! Slap in the face in public, I can't bear it!"

"Is it tolerable or not?"

"Heavenly Sword He Lianshan, or 'Yanyun Sword' Zhu Fei, which one is more powerful?"

"I guess it's Zhu Fei, didn't you see that He Lianshan didn't dare to speak?"

"Why didn't He Lianshan draw his sword yet?"

As the sound gradually rose, He Lianshan's face became more and more gloomy. He met Zhu Fei's gaze from afar, and saw that the corners of Zhu Fei's mouth were crooked, with a provocative expression. Then a flame began to burn in his chest, and his right hand touched the hilt of the sword behind his back.

"Senior Brother He, no. Hao Chengang shook his head at him.

Ge Xinglie also sneered: "It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, Senior Brother He shouldn't care too much." ”

Behind him, You Xia Han said coquettishly: "But that kid is too arrogant! Yesterday's comment on 'Ding Xia' must have been written by him! Senior Brother He, you don't have to make a move, let the little sister teach him his tricks on your behalf......

Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue on the side glanced at each other strangely, and remained silent together. When they got the score sheet back yesterday, they recognized it at a glance, and the two big characters that were twisted and twisted and completely beyond the aesthetic realm of mortals were clearly Qin Yan's unique "ghost body".

The fat man was also jumping to his feet in a hurry under the stage: "My mother, damn the bamboo pole, why are you making a mess at this time! You get down for me quickly, if you annoy Haochengang's vote, can you afford it with your small body?"

Zhu Fei turned a deaf ear to his shouts, and only stared at He Lianshan, with a sneer on his face and a defiant look in his eyes.

At this time, a person suddenly ran from outside the square, and shouted at the top of his voice from afar: "Zhu Gongzi, it's not good, Miss Xiaofeng, Miss Xiaofeng is going to be snatched away!"

Zhu Fei's face changed, and he immediately ignored He Lianshan, and shouted at the man: "What nonsense are you talking about, how could Miss Xiaofeng be snatched away?"

"A group of murderers came to the west and west, and they said that they wanted to force Miss Xiaofeng out of the pavilion!"

"Who is so bold?"

"It's the young hall master of the Fierce Tiger Hall, with more than 20 subordinates, they are so numerous that the courtyard of Qifeng Tower is almost unbearable!

Zhu Fei stomped on his feet, didn't leave a word, and jumped up from the stage lightly, the wind generally blew through the crowd and swept into the distance.

Leave a bunch of idlers to join in the fun, you look at me, I look at you, as if I have just watched a farce.

Qin Yan looked at Zhu Fei's distant figure and asked, "Do you think he can win against He Lianshan?"

Yu Hanyan shook his head with a smile: "It seems that my family overestimated him, he is like this, I am afraid that he is not He Lianshan's opponent." ”

"No, you're not overestimating him. I think he's very similar to He Lianshan!"

"The two of them are alike?"

"Hmm. Don't you think, it's also arrogant, but you can only follow behind a woman's ass like a fart, staring all day long for a chance to make a move......"

"Senior brother, pay attention to your words, your words are too rude...... But then again, I think there's some truth to what you're saying......"

He dared to say cruel words to He Lianshan in public, indicating that he had already seen that He Lianshan was also a strong outsider, maybe worse than him. So I think that if he fights He Lianshan, he will have at least a sixty percent chance of winning!"

"These ...... You should know that just over three months ago, he was far inferior to He Lianshan, and even if he made rapid progress, he was only afraid of ......."

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Everything has qi. The emperor has the dragon energy, the warrior has the blood energy, the dying person has the corpse energy, the talented person has the spiritual energy, the non-our race has the demon energy, and the transcendent saint has the immortal energy. Ever since I learned the Fatalistic Path, I can see these qis. He pointed to his eyes, "I looked at the qi of the two of them just now, they are almost as strong, but Zhu Fei is more active and agile." That's why I dare to say that if the two of them fight, Zhu Fei's chances of winning will be greater. ”