Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 49 At this time Yan Huan rolled up his sleeves

"Yesterday, Changqing told me about your story. It's true that heroes emerge from youth. At such a young age, you can already be called a 'great shaman'."

Yan Huan cupped his hands and replied respectfully, "President, thank you for your compliment."

If the person Yan Huan met was someone of the same generation as Li Changqing, he could accept the praise with peace of mind. But when it came to the centenarian Master of Penglai Sword Pavilion, a highly respected senior in the circle, the meaning of the word "great shaman" changed a bit.

Yan Huan was flattered but secretly delighted. However, compared to the title of "Great Shaman", he still preferred to call himself "Little Shaman". What he did was "praying for blessings and eternal chastity", both to others and to himself.

Seeing the arrival of the friend he had made an appointment with, Li Changqing temporarily lost interest in leading the practice.

"Uncle Li, Master has almost finished teaching us. You will be the captain today and lead the training."

After saying that, he bowed to the bald man at the head of the crowd, then walked over steadily and unhurriedly.

"Brother Yan!" Li Changqing said with a fist salute.

"Brother Changqing!" Yan Huan responded politely and glanced around, "Why don't I see Brother Bai?"

Hearing this, the master and disciple smiled at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

"I just wanted to use the underground sewer incident to teach him a lesson yesterday. It was a rare opportunity, so I said too much. Now he's got his stubborn temper back and is still throwing a tantrum!"

Qin Jiu carried a sword on his back, looking at himself in a state of confusion.

Recalling the past, when he accepted the disciple, out of his cherishment for this precious jade, his attitude as a master was a little humble, and he said too many words of praise and compliments. Bai Yufeng had a bit of arrogance hidden in him.

In addition, this kid is very talented and learns things quickly and carefully. Normally, there are few opportunities to criticize and guide him. It is not easy to catch him once, so Qin Jiu did nag a little.

"At first he recognized me with all his heart. I was so happy that I couldn't stop talking. The boy was upset and got so excited that he locked himself in the training room and practiced swordplay all night yesterday."

Yan Huan smiled and said, "Young and energetic, I was like that too at that time."

"I can't tell!" Qin Jiu stroked his long white beard and said with a smile, "Did he do a somersault on the roof of your house?"

"That's not the case, but I have done a lot of things like climbing up the roof and tearing down the tiles." Yan Huan thought about the past. He had to get the local minimum living allowance and also had to deal with the officials who were catching "evildoers". He did a lot of bad things at that time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was very angry.

"Okay, okay. It would be great if that evil disciple could be as calm as you in a few years."

Qin Jiu glanced towards the guild hall, and Li Changqing immediately understood and took a few steps forward to lead the way.

"Master, Brother Yan, let's go inside and talk!"

After entering the guild hall, the furnishings inside the house still echoed the classical and elegant style outside. A small door led to the back garden. Usually this door was locked, so few guests outside the circle of extraordinary people passed through. Behind the door was a training ground for practicing the Youyue Sword. Around the ground, there were rows of training rooms. At this moment, the sound of long swords passing by could still be heard from inside.

As for the Red Lotus lineage, the noise made when practicing was too loud, so they practiced it in a martial arts field opened underground.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Yan Huan saw Bai Yufeng, with bloodshot eyes, standing guard at the steps with a sword in his arms.

The flash blindness went away quickly, and there was nothing wrong with his eyes. People who practice cultivation can easily withstand a night of exhaustion, so the boy did not look listless. Instead, his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was holding back a lot of anger.

Click!

Before the three of them could say anything, a Tang sword made a clanging sound when its scabbard blocked Yan Huan's way.

"I've thought about it. Flash bombs are just like that. What if that thing is afraid of light and is hiding in the underground sewer?"

so?
Yan Huan smiled awkwardly but politely.

After a night of hard work, I came to this conclusion. All the hard work I put in that night was in vain. Isn't this just deceiving myself? "Brother Huan, come and try it with me. The brothers in the pavilion always let me go, and I am much stronger than they were back then."

Yan Huan stole a glance at the Pavilion Master next to him. The old man was just stroking his white beard calmly and leisurely, and didn't seem to care about this offensive behavior.

In this way, Yan Huan probably knew what the senior meant. If the persuasion from the sect was useful, Bai Yufeng should have restrained his temper long ago. Moreover, the techniques of Penglai Sword Blade were almost the same as those of the Tang Sect, most of which were assassination techniques. It was inevitable that fellow disciples would be cautious in every aspect when practicing against each other. From these two aspects, neither civil nor military persuasion would work on Bai Yufeng.

At this time, it would be better to let someone outside the door knock on it.

"President Qin." Yan Huan turned his head away. "I understand what you mean. Give me a reference on what temperature you want!"

Qin Jiu half covered his mouth and whispered to the person beside him.

"Just cook the ingredients over a high fire and save the life of the evil disciple."

Yan Huan made an “OK” gesture. If this was a true master, then he could sell this little friendship to Jiange with confidence.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Qin Jiu cleared his throat and walked straight to the library. "My dear friend, I just happen to have a few ancient books to translate. And you happened to be asking about elves. We can't bump into each other! I'll ask you to give your humble disciple some pointers. When you're done, I'll be almost done here, so I'll just pass all the books to you."

After a few steps, he seemed to remember something and continued to remind him, "My friend, don't worry about the reputation of Jiange. And you, Xiaofeng, don't cry if you lose the fight. You are such an adult!"

"I won't cry!" Bai Yufeng said angrily and jumped to the center of the training ground.

Yan Huan took a small leap and followed.

"Brother Huan, why don't you choose a weapon that suits you? This sword has no eyes!"

"Xiao Feng, what I'm saying is that cultivation is not about competing with others. The world is doing well now, and you always want it to be in chaos. But if there really is a chaos, can you handle it yourself?"

"I have to find a reason to swing this knife."

"Isn't it enough to not be bullied?"

"Not enough!" Bai Yufeng said without thinking.

"Then I will really bully you." At this time, Yan Huan rolled up his sleeves.

But at the moment he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, so he couldn't pretend to be tough, so he had to rub up the dozen centimeters of cloth upwards.

"Come!" Yan Huan waved.

Bai Yufeng took a stance, held the knife horizontally in front of him, turned the handle with his right hand, and pointed the back of the knife at Yan Huan, "Please give me some advice, Brother Huan."

"Looking at the way this kid fought yesterday, he didn't even know to avoid the dangerous position. He must be very straightforward and simple. His swordsmanship is fierce and violent, which matches the Red Lotus Technique very well. It doesn't even have a bit of the complicated and changeable Youyue Sword. He won't change his moves after this one. As for the next move..."

Sorry, there is no next move.

Swish!
Bai Yufeng rushed towards Yan Huan at a rapid speed. As Yan Huan had guessed, this guy used the sword-drawing technique to slash horizontally, aiming at the neck and throat, really aiming for the head.

Call ~
Yan Huan took a long breath, bowed his body and circulated his Qi.

"So slow, Brother Huan won't be able to dodge it, right?" Bai Yufeng was surprised and suddenly felt his wrist sore. Maybe it was because of staying up late and practicing that he was injured. At this moment, he lacked wrist strength and the trajectory of the knife deviated.

Snapped!
A big slap hit Bai Yufeng's jaw from bottom to top. Due to inertia, he did not control the force on his face and fell backwards. Then his whole body spun like a windmill and slammed into the pile of sundries where training equipment was placed.

At this moment, Qin Jiu had just stepped his right foot over the threshold of the study.

(End of this chapter)