Opening an office in Taila

At daybreak, when someone was walking on the street, preparing to rush to the venue of the martial arts conference, he found several bodies lying quietly at the entrance of the conference. The old man who first discovered the bodies was terrified and immediately called the police.

When the police arrived at the scene, they found that all of them had been killed by a single blow to the throat, and the time of death was around 12 o'clock in the evening. After identity verification, it was even more shocking that these people were all disciples of the Shadow Sect, and one of them was the leader of the Shadow Sect.

This incident immediately shocked the entire capital like thunder.

No one could have imagined that the leader of the Shadow Sect, which was once famous for its assassination skills, would turn into a pile of dried bones in a tomb overnight.

Who is the murderer?

Being able to kill them with a single blow meant that this person was already stronger than them. Furthermore, the Shadow Sect had countless enemies, so finding the murderer was a fantasy.

The entire Shadow Gate was instantly plunged into chaos, and a bloody storm was about to break out within the gate as people fought for the position of the gate leader.

At this moment, the "murderer" who actually did all this was leisurely eating breakfast in the breakfast shop.

"Did you do it?" Suddenly, Mr. Xiao appeared out of nowhere and sat down and asked.

"What is that? I was practicing last night and I don't understand what you're talking about." Song Yufeng asked in confusion, then took another sip of soy milk. Song Yufeng pushed the bun towards Mr. Xiao and said, "Want some?"

Old Master Xiao picked up a bun and took a bite, then frowned and said, "Chives and eggs? And dipped in vinegar?"

"What's wrong?"

"What a tasteless bun! Baozi should be filled with meat. And eating it with vinegar is so weird."

"Well, I think it's delicious. Besides, I don't only have vegetarian dishes here. This one has leek and pork."

"Forget it, let's get down to business first. Do you really think what you've done is perfect?"

“I think I’m OK.”

“But I see.”

"You are very special. In the entire Yan Kingdom, how many people besides you can see that?" Song Yufeng said with a smile: "By the way, Mr. Xiao, how did you see that?"

"I took one look at the wounds on those men, and I could tell instantly that they were your work, the work of the sword in your hand."

"Well, I really admire you, Mr. Xiao. By the way, you are so powerful, why haven't I heard of you before?" This is also what Song Yufeng is curious about. He has a legendary swordsmanship and amazing strength, but no one has heard of him.

"I've always been living in seclusion, but recently, due to some things, I chose to come out. Then, I heard that the martial arts conference was going on, so I came to participate. However, in my opinion, there is no one in this martial arts conference who can fight me, not even you." Old Master Xiao said silently: "However, in the future, when you grow up, you may be able to fight me."

"Master Xiao, I haven't seen your true strength yet. Have you ever fought against the Imperial Guards?"

"Imperial Guards? Haha, I fought in them when I was young, but now I'm old and don't want to fight anymore."

"What was the result?"

"It's nothing. I just fought with 50 imperial guards for three days and three nights and finally escaped unscathed. After all, even if you killed 50 imperial guards, Yan State would still send 50 imperial guards. One day, your physical strength would be exhausted. No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to fight against the army of a big country. Don't forget, even that god couldn't defeat Dayan, let alone us mortals?" Old Master Xiao shook his head.

"That's true." Song Yufeng said.

"Okay, it's almost time, we should go. Also, it's best not to tell anyone about what you did."

"I understand all this, don't worry." Song Yufeng said affirmatively.

The two of them made their way to the martial arts conference. Although something had happened that morning, it ultimately didn't affect the conference's scheduled progress. Today's competition was even more exciting than the previous few days, as the remaining competitors were all heavyweights! When heavyweights faced heavyweights, it was a true visual feast.

Song Yufeng observed for a while and found that the two players he cared about that day were not eliminated, and they both looked in good spirits.

Oh, why can't I save myself a little effort?

Song Yufeng sighed and just hoped that he would not be matched with those two guys.

There is no doubt that the soldier easily entered the semi-finals, and when he saw the Eastern swordsman against Mr. Xiao, Song Yufeng suddenly became energetic.

"Here he comes! Mr. Xiao! That swordsman who looks particularly powerful is going to fight you!" Song Yufeng shouted.

Old Master Xiao, who was sitting next to him, opened his eyes after a while and asked, "Are you looking forward to it?"

"Yeah, that guy looks pretty formidable. I think such an opponent is worth your full effort, right?"

"Hmph, I don't take the Eastern Kingdom's swordsmanship seriously. However, since you want to see my strength so much, I will show you my skills today." Old Master Xiao stood up and slowly walked onto the stage.

On the stage, the Eastern Swordsman said disdainfully: "Old man, hurry up and attack, I'm in a hurry."

"Sir, according to Yan Nation tradition, shouldn't you state your name first?"

"Tsk, I'm too lazy to introduce myself to you guys. They used to say that Yan Country is the land of martial arts, but now that I'm here, I find that it's just so-so. None of you can fight."

A hint of anger flashed in Mr. Xiao's eyes, but he still said softly: "In that case, I will not give my name. However, before the competition begins, I would like to ask you a question. In your opinion, what is the purpose of martial arts?"

"Just kidding, martial arts are just a tool to establish your status as a strong person."

"Crude understanding."

"What did you say? You stinky old man! Take my sword first!" The Dongguo swordsman was instantly enraged. He immediately swung out his sword, but the sword was blocked by Grandpa Xiao with a finger.

This! Everyone present was shocked once again, and Song Yufeng also saw some clues. This seemed to be a physical exercise? Was Mr. Xiao demonstrating it to me?

Song Yufeng immediately watched attentively, while on the field, the Eastern Kingdom swordsman was so angry that he immediately used his special move.

"Shijie·Sakura Fall!" The knife was so fast that its shadow could not be seen clearly, but the most shocking thing was Old Man Xiao. He moved swiftly and swiftly without being touched at all. Later on, he even closed his eyes and walked leisurely in the garden, as if the knife shadows in the sky did not exist.

"Damn old man! What's the point of dodging? Just attack if you have the guts!" The Eastern swordsman said angrily.

The next second, he saw Old Man Xiao coming in front of him like a ghost, and then put his hand on his stomach. In just a moment, Old Man Xiao exerted force with his feet, and the hand turned into a fist, an inch punch. With just that one blow, the Eastern Swordsman felt like he had hit a high-speed car, and he vomited blood and flew backwards.

The foot that Old Man Xiao used to exert force actually caused the ring to crack.

Why did this arena crack again...

The Eastern Swordsman slowly stood up and roared with laughter, "Finally! Finally, a Yan Nation warrior is willing to fight me! Hahaha, come on! Let's fight!" He sheathed his sword, gripped the hilt, and lowered his body. It was obvious that he was about to launch a powerful attack.

But Mr. Xiao just took a look at it, then shook his head and said: "It is not worthy of being displayed in a formal occasion." Then, he quietly drew out the wooden sword.

"Song Yufeng! Today! I will demonstrate to you the true art of swordsmanship!"

Use force to stop war, and thousands of others will be injured!

The people present only saw Old Man Xiao draw out his sword, and then they saw him put it back. The sword in the hand of the Eastern swordsman turned into countless pieces, and the spare arena behind him also turned into pieces.

The Eastern Swordsman knelt down, his confidence and glory turned to ashes in an instant.

"I, I have been defeated... Please, sir, teach me the swordsmanship." The Eastern swordsman kowtowed to Old Man Xiao.

"People like you are not worthy of using a knife." Old Master Xiao said, then he left without looking back.