Martial Arts Crossover: Inheriting the Legacy of the Human Sword Saint! Li Hanyi Confesses Her Love

Also in the blacksmith's workshop was Master's first disciple, Li Manman.

Li Manman was standing by the window, where the coolness outside contrasted sharply with the heat inside.

Beneath his plain clothes, a few drops of sweat had already appeared.

Inside this blacksmith's workshop, the two brothers witnessed the scene unfolding in Ye Fan's house through the Truman System in a mirror image.

"Fifth Junior Brother, what kind of opportunity do you think is hidden in that Martial Saint's courtyard?"

"Xu Weixiong has been a second-grade minor grandmaster for at least several years, and he hasn't been able to break through for so long. How come he broke through to the first grade and entered the Vajra realm after just one trip to Wangjian Mountain?"

Master Li, the first disciple, rested his hands on the outside of the window to cool off, his gaze fixed on the blacksmith.

Sizzle!

A large plume of steam suddenly rose from the blacksmith's workshop!

Mr. Wu, shirtless and blacksmithing, used iron tongs to place the red-hot sword blank into a bucket of water for tempering.

After the large plumes of white steam dissipated, the blacksmith replied in a thick Sichuan accent, "That martial saint is no ordinary person. Didn't Master also say that he was formidable?"

“For a highly skilled person like this, there must be some opportunities.”

With that, the blacksmith gave the cooled sword blank a few quick hammer blows and then put it back into the high-temperature furnace.

Standing by the window, Li slowly fiddled with his fingers, his gaze filled with longing as he said, "If that's really the case, then Wangjian Mountain is a good place to go."

While the sword blank was heating in the furnace, the blacksmith put his hammer aside.

He pulled up a corner of his shirt tied around his waist and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then he grinned and joked, "With the example of the Second Princess of Beihan, I bet there will be countless powerful young ladies vying to go to Wangjian Mountain in the future."

"Hehe, senior brother, you also want to join in the fun?"

"Go away, go back to your blacksmithing!"

Master Li, the first disciple, tightened the scroll at his waist, leaned out of the window, and loosened his collar to cool off.

His gaze drifted out the window, lost in thought.

Chapter 32 It's all Li Hanyi's fault for not choosing such a good man, resulting in losing both love and talent!

Wangjian Mountain.

In an elegant villa!

An old locust tree grew wildly, creating a large expanse of green shade on the ground.

Ye Fan squinted as he lay on the rocking chair, gently waving the folding fan in his hand.

With a serene expression, she said, "What a remarkable Xu Weixiong! What an extraordinary woman!"

He paused with his folding fan, picked up a teacup from the side with his other hand, and took a sip.

"Alas, it's a pity that even the assassin in the hands of the Northern Cold King couldn't meet a good end."

As they spoke, a few yellowed leaves drifted down in the wind, adding a touch of tranquility to the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

at the same time!

The top floor of Tingchao Pavilion in the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion!

Two people sit facing each other in the middle of a Go board.

Through the mirror image of the Truman system, Xu Xiao, the Northern Cold King, and Li Yishan, the peerless scholar, who were playing chess there, heard Ye Fan's words clearly.

at the moment,

The two men stared at each other, one's face turning ashen, while the other's eyes were filled with shock.

After a long pause, the black pieces made their move again!

Xu Xiao, the Northern Cold King, slowly spoke as he held the black stone in his hand: "Nascent Soul cultivator, you should also know something about the assassins around Feng Nian."

Facing the unparalleled strategist Li Yishan, he nodded, placed a white piece on the square.

Hey!

The chess pieces landed crisply on the board, making a particularly clear sound.

This single move instantly turned a peaceful game of chess into a deadly affair!

The strategist, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, remained silent, simply observing the chessboard.

The wrinkled face of the Northern Cold King twitched, and he said with a wry smile, "Feng Nian's mother arranged two assassins by his side, and these two are not under my jurisdiction."

"I also named them according to the Heavenly Stems and trained some life-saving assassins for Feng Nian."

"Unfortunately, training assassins is too difficult, and even now, we haven't managed to gather ten."

"There were only five people, namely A, B, C, D and E."

Hey!

Xu Xiao's black piece landed on the ground, turning a dead end in the corner into an open one.

This can be considered a strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao," temporarily defusing the aggressive killing intent of Bai Zi.

While waiting for strategist Li Yishan to make his move, Xu Xiao continued, "The assassins B and D secretly protected Feng Nian, who had traveled six thousand miles across the martial world for three years, and died in an unseen battle."

"The assassin Bing is the head maid of Fengnian Wutong Garden. This is little known and has been well hidden."

Hey!

Strategist Li Yishan made another move.

Looking at the changed situation on the chessboard, Xu Xiao couldn't help but smile wryly and continued, "But this girl has a very fierce spirit, and she wielded Wang Xiu's instant spear with great skill."

"It won't be long before Feng Nian, with his meticulous mind, will find out."

As they spoke, Xu Xiao, holding the black piece, placed it on the board in a defensive posture.

"The one who is hidden the deepest is the assassin A."

"No one knows this person except for Fengnian's mother and me."

"That person from Wangjian Mountain revealed the secret of heaven in a single sentence, which is truly beyond my expectations!"

Hey!

With the white piece placed, the black pieces on the board were completely in a losing position.

Five or six out of ten chances of survival have been blocked.

The strategist Li Yishan, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke slowly: "Have you considered what Feng Nian will do after he finds out about this?"

well--

Xu Xiao sighed and casually placed a piece in an attempt to survive, but the situation on the board was already beyond saving.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about."

“Feng Nian has always been afraid of his second sister. He said he was afraid, but he actually felt sorry for her.”

"If he knew this, that kid would definitely chase me with a broom and beat me up."

Strategist Li Yishan made another move, and the white pieces pressed their advantage, blocking the black pieces' last chance to survive.

After the game of chess ended, the strategist picked up the green ant wine that Xu Xiao had brought and took two sips.

Then came a violent coughing fit.

Cough cough! Cough!

After calming down a bit, the strategist said, "The fact that Feng Nian was willing to chase after you and beat you up shows that the child didn't hold it against you."

"But Wangjian Mountain and Beihan are thousands of miles apart. How could that Martial Saint of the mortal realm know such secrets about Beihan?"

"Doesn't Your Highness feel any lingering fear?"

"afraid!"

Xu Xiao picked up a pot of green ant wine that was placed next to him, tilted his head back, and poured it into his stomach!

Ugh! --

"Of course I'm scared!"

"But that person is already at the Martial Saint realm, what can we do?"

"Send assassins to silence them?"

As he spoke, Xu Xiao gave a bitter smile, "What kind of assassin could eliminate a martial saint among mortals?"

"It seems that the Second Princess has benefited greatly from her trip to Wangjian Mountain."

The strategist Li Yishan closed the wine pot. This patron of the state, who had devised countless plans for Xu Xiao, regarded wine as his life.

He especially loves green ant wine.

However, my health has been poor in recent years, and although I drink a little every day, I can only drink a little.

Too much of it will cause an uncontrollable, violent cough.

"Yes, if we can form a great marriage alliance with this Martial Saint through this, it would be a great blessing for my Northern Han."

Xu Xiao took another mouthful of green ants, his eyes filled with disappointment.