Peach Blossoms

On the left hand side of Hualuo was also a man in brown clothes with a smile and a gentle manner. Next to the man in brown clothes was a woman in a blue skirt wearing a bamboo hat. The woman in the blue skirt was talking to the man in black on the other side. Speaking, the man in black had a cold face, holding a sword in his arms, listening to the woman in the bi skirt talking to him, nodding from time to time.

Chu Yin listened to the people around him pointing at the big figures on the stage and saying: "On the other side is the Patriarch of the Lin family and his beloved daughter Lin Zhenzhen, who is rumored to be a rare beauty, and to the left is the Yue family, the father-in-law of the Lin family, but the Yue family Only the eldest disciple Yue Bin was sent here, and the Yue family is also a grand family, so it is to save face that they can come here."

The person with good deeds said: "Where's the Chu family? I heard that Chu Hengying is here this time, so the old man of the Chu family won't come to join in the fun this time."

Someone followed with a smile and said: "The old man of the Chu family is not coming, but he sent Chu Hengjie, the face of the Chu family, and Chu Hengqing, the second lady, look to the right of Zongyingmen, the owner of the Wuji Palace did not know if it was on purpose. , actually arranged the two Chu family members to sit together..."

Chu Yin looked intently, and there was indeed a gray-clothed man sitting next to the door owner. Both of them sat upright and said nothing. Compared with the scene of the big families greeting each other next to them, the relationship between the two people was indeed much colder.

A woman in pink sat on the other side of the man in gray. The woman frowned and looked to the other side, looking angry.

Presumably that is Chu Hengqing, the rumored arrogant second lady of the Chu family.

"There are these sects in the rivers and lakes, and only four of the five major families have come. How about one more?"

"Tell me about the Liang family. The Liang family has long since stopped getting involved in affairs of the Jianghu. I heard that the Liang family has been unable to come up with anything worth watching for so many years, so they have already retired."

There was so much ambiguity in that man's words that the others laughed tacitly when they heard it.

"The daughters of the Liang family are all beautiful, but they are trapped in the compound with deep walls and cannot see the light of day. If you ask me, if the Liang family has two young ladies who can dance at the Promise Banquet, it will be worth my life. "

Everyone roared with laughter and shouted, "Good idea!"

Another person said: "The daughters of the Liang family are specially provided for dignitaries to enjoy. You ask the daughters of the Liang family to dance for you! The head of the Liang family is still angry!"

In the Promise Banquet, each family needs to draw lots to determine the disciples on the stage. The winner can only continue with the pass card, and the loser can only step down.

The person who wins in the end will be the winner of the Promise Banquet, and will be included in the Jianghu Fenghua Record to become famous.

This is something that many people in the rivers and lakes dream of.

However, these aristocratic disciples, famous and decent disciples all have orthodox training and rare martial arts mentality. Most of the winners are them, but they have nothing to do with those idle people. People with no background and background can be included in Fenghualu, so so many people from all over the world came to join in the fun.

Chu Yin was watching all the time, Gong Xue from Zongying's sect unexpectedly drew Ling Yufei from the same sect, Qi Yue drew a disciple from the Chu family, and the other three senior sisters each drew their opponents.

According to Chu Yin's impression, Gong Xue's swordsmanship should be better than Ling Yufei's. Qi Yue never bothered to compete with them. From Chu Yin's previous understanding of Qi Yue's sword moves, Qi Yue should be superior to them.

The first round was the time when disciples from various sects competed with each other, and some even knew that they could not go any further, so they just came to make friends and compare sword moves before resigning.

Chu Yin saw that Qi Yue easily kicked his opponent off the stage, and it didn't stop. She chased after him and threw another sword before the person fell off the stage. The sword knocked off the person's sword, and the person held his hand, looked at her angrily.

They are all sword practitioners, if it is just for sparring, their skills are not as good as others to step down. Qi Yue insisted on chasing up and scratched his hand and picked off his sword. His wounds were more than shallow. It was a very shameful thing for a swordsman not to be able to hold his own sword, and everyone onlookers were sighing.

With a joyful look on his face, Qi Yue put away his sword and stepped off the stage before the results were announced.

On the other side of the high platform, Chu Hengqing stood up, looked at Chu Hengying who was sitting drinking tea and said something, and was pulled to sit down by Chu Hengjie in the middle.

Ye Fengnan, who was supposed to be sitting on the high platform, also entered the stage at this moment. He tucked the hem of his robe in his belt and set up a formation, but he didn't hold a weapon in his hand.

The one he drew was a disciple of the Lin family, and that disciple of the Lin family was also unarmed.

There was a buzzing sound from the side, "Why don't you bring a weapon? What's more important?"

The voice here has not finished yet, the disciple of the Lin family has already attacked, and when he couldn't see it in his hand, there was an extra thorn whip. The whip was wrapped around the waist of the disciple, and it was the same color as the clothes. Everyone didn't look at it at first. come out.

"It's over! I heard that this time the Lin family is most proud of the whip-wielder. This year, he was the only one brought here, and Young Master Ye stopped him. What's his name? It seems to be Chi Feiyu."

Ye Fengnan was not in a panic either, as soon as he opened the folding fan, he blocked the whip, and heard the sound of golden cries, everyone looked closely and found that Ye Fengnan's folding fan was actually made of metal.

Ye Fengnan shook his hand, and several hidden sharp blades appeared in the opening of the folding fan...

Only then did everyone realize that Young Master Ye's folding fan is the weapon!

There was excitement on Chi Feiyu's face, and his hand stabbed the whip even more nimbly, like a poisonous snake biting Ye Fengnan's folding fan...

Ye Fengnan blocked it very easily, even with a chic and elegant posture, the little girls who were seated in the school all blushed, and some even applauded Ye Fengnan.

Ye Fengnan was originally very handsome, with a sweet mouth and a flirtatious personality who loves to tease little girls. His family background is already strong, and no matter how powerful his martial arts are, there are many girls in the world who secretly like him.

Chi Feiyu's appearance was mediocre. A man's whip is not as good-looking as a sword. Besides, compared with Ye Fengnan, those girls even shouted for him to step down.

Ye Fengnan was always slightly better, the folding fan was something he never left his hand, but everyone didn't expect that the folding fan was also a weapon that could attack and block.

The angle of the thorn whip was tricky, but he couldn't find Ye Fengnan's gap. Finally, he wanted to grab the folding fan and grab it, but Chi Feiyu was secretly shocked. Ye Fengnan's strength was so great that he didn't move at all. ....

Ye Fengnan stabbed the folding fan along with the strength of the thorn whip. The golden light on the surface of the folding fan dazzled Chi Feiyu for a while, but in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade of the folding fan had already come forward and pressed on his neck. Go forward half a minute...

Ye Fengnan retreated suddenly.

Only then did Chi Feiyu get lost in a trance, and he cupped his fists at Ye Fengnan, "I'm not as skilled as others, I'm willing to admit defeat."

After finishing speaking, he put away his thorn whip and stepped off the stage.

Everyone applauded.

Chu Yin wanted to see the contest between Gong Xue and Ling Yufei. People like Ling Yufei couldn't afford to lose. Gong Xue was better at swordsmanship than Ling Yufei, but the two often got mixed up.

When Gong Xue and Ling Yufei came on stage, Gong Xue clasped her fists at the crowd, saying that she was not as good as others, and she was willing to admit defeat and step down from the stage.

Although the rivalry of the same sect was sure to let the water go, it was not so blatant to see Rang, not to mention Chi Feiyu and Ye Fengnan were in front of them.

Ling Yufei successfully entered the next round, Chu Yin sneered, as expected.

Gong Xue didn't want to offend Ling Yufei, nor did she want to pretend to lose to her, so she made a friendly gesture from the same family.

Only one of the remaining three senior sisters entered.

The second round is still a draw.

The remaining one of the three senior sisters also made it out of the second round.

Qi Yue's opponent is a disciple from the Yue family, a teenage boy, dressed in plain black with a pair of silver wrist guards, knowing that Qi Yue's moves are vicious, he has already prepared himself.

Someone beside Chu Yin said, "Look at that kid from the Yue family wearing soft armor!"

The golden thread soft armor is unique to the Yue family, it is not afraid of water, fire or sword.

"This kid doesn't seem to have a low status."

The gold silk soft armor is very expensive, ordinary disciples of the Yue family can't wear this.

Qi Yue also found out, and attacked several times. Although the boy was not good at swordsmanship, he was not afraid of Qi Yue's sword edge, so he took Qi Yue's several moves.

Qi Yue changed his sword into a palm, and slapped the boy on the shoulder with his internal force. The boy screamed and was kicked off the stage.

A woman's voice suddenly said: "The disciples of the Zongying School don't use their own swordsmanship, it can't be justified."

Everyone looked at the stage, and the woman in the green skirt said loudly that it was Lin Zhenzhen who came to complain for the Yue family.

Chu Hengying was unmoved, and looked at Lin Zhenzhen with a smile, "My disciple originally took her in because she was homeless. She has already learned martial arts in the rivers and lakes. I can't let her be crippled." Martial arts enter Zongyingmen again."

The head of the Zongyingmen sect protected his disciples, and the woman in the bi skirt was anxious, and said: "Your disciples of this sect don't use their own martial arts. If you really win, wouldn't your Zongying sect follow suit? Just find any martial arts prodigy in the middle school and earn it under the sect, don't you all win? Is there such a good thing in the world? Are your sect rules all good-looking?"

The head of the Lin family stopped him: "Really! Sit down!"

The woman had obviously never been scolded by her father in front of everyone, but she didn't dare to say anything, and sat down a little bit aggrieved.

Chu Hengying has always been kind to others, but this time she also turned cold-hearted, and did not persuade the Patriarch of the Lin family to say a word not to care about the younger generation.

As the host, Hua Luo didn't stop her actions, she just sat aside as if watching a good show.

In this round, Qi Yue was still judged to win and entered the next round.

Those who can enter the second round are people with some real skills.

However, Ye Fengnan had drawn Ling Yufei in the lottery. When Ye Fengnan saw that it was a woman, he was about to admit defeat and step down.

At this moment, Ling Yufei's pretty face flushed, she was already a little pretty, and she was too ashamed to look up at him.

"It's my skills that are inferior to others. Whether it's me or not, Mr. Ye should enter the third round. I should admit defeat."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Xueyang and clasped fists at Ye Fengnan, and walked down the steps.

But Ye Fengnan said: "Well, girl, I owe you a favor this time, if you need my help in the future, just come to me."

Ling Yufei hid behind the senior sisters of Zongyingmen and did not show up again.

Everyone loves to watch operas, and seeing Ye Fengnan flirting with the little girl again, they booed him in disbelief.

Ye Fengnan smiled generously, waved his folding fan and took away the pass card for the second round.

The other senior sister didn't have such good luck. She was kicked out of the stage in the second round and didn't enter the next round.

This time, only Qi Yue entered the third round of Zongyingmen.

The higher one goes, the selected ones are all the proud disciples of each family.

Qi Yue has drawn a person this time, who has no family, no sect, and no scenery.

Qi Yue always kept a straight face, but this time his expression suddenly changed.

Feng Wujing is a man, an old and ugly man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes.

As soon as the man came on stage, he said to Qi Yue: "Do you still recognize me? Now that you've joined the famous family, it's different. You used to beg in the streets with me, but now you can't see the sloppy look of the past. !"

Everyone saw that there was a good show to watch, and they all stared at the stage with their eyes shining.

Qi Yue seemed to be extremely angry, and pulled out Qinglu.

Feng Wujing saw Qing Lu and snorted, "You stole this sword from me."

Feng Wujing pointed to Qi Yue and said to everyone in the audience: "She used to be my wife. When she was young, she was thrown into a mass grave by her family. I rescued her from the mass grave. I have no money. With a sword in her hand, she said she would follow me and be my mother-in-law. When she was the poorest, she went to the street to beg and lived in a ruined temple. Who knew that she was all for my family-heired sword. I believed her and taught her kung fu, but who would have thought that she would steal my sword while I was asleep."

Qi Yue glared at Feng Wujing angrily, but his face was pale.

Feng Wujing continued to say to her: "What's the matter? Your name is Qi Yue now? How could I remember that your name is Xiuzhi! I have been looking for you for so many years, so it turns out that you have hidden in Zongyingmen!"

Qi Yue scolded: "Nonsense! You lunatic! Nonsense!"

An elderly spectator recognized Feng Wujing and shouted, "I said, why does he look so familiar! Ten years ago, he was Feng Wujing, the number one swordsman in the Jianghu!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and looked at the sword Qi Yue was holding with even more clarity.

Qi Yue's hands were shaking, and the tip of the sword he was holding was trembling.

All she could say was, "He's talking nonsense! Nonsense!"

Feng Wujing said: "You say I'm talking nonsense. Although I'm old, my brain is not confused. If you really have the ability, you can fight with me. I taught you both your swordsmanship and internal strength. Look at this green sword. Is it mine or not!"

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