Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

The original venue was demolished by me, so I changed the place for the afternoon competition, and the maid came early to pick it up.It was the first time I had such a catastrophe, and I was quite worried, so I secretly asked Ye Tan how much he would pay in order for the owner to forgive me.Ye Tan's face is not very relaxed, I think this is going to be bad.

Yang Qingzhou greeted her very quickly, with no sullen expression on her face, and she kept blaming herself for failing to fulfill the responsibility of the landlord, which caused the guests to quarrel, please forgive me.

I tried my best to follow the rules, and others would come to me to make trouble; I tore down their house, but others apologized to me instead.I just can't understand these people.

I whispered this to Ye Tan, but he just nodded.

"Are you angry?" I watched him carefully.

"What's the matter?" Ye Tan asked.

"I caused trouble first." I looked down at my hands and reflected, "I can't control my strength, should I abolish my internal strength..."

Ye Tan suddenly interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense."

I obediently shut my mouth tightly.

I kept silent, his expression suddenly softened a lot, and he said again: "Master has never learned how to be lucky?"

I nodded: "Will you teach me?"

"As long as the master orders, why would you want to." Ye Tan said looking at the ground.

The man was indeed angry.But he was also so gentle when he was angry, maybe he didn't realize it.

Oh so cute.

I thought and rubbed his head.Ye Tan looked puzzled.

In the morning, the original team changed their clothes and sat down one by one. Everyone looked at me, mixed with awe and hatred, but no one came to make trouble.

Probably not a bad thing either.

Most of the performances in the competition are in nature, no matter the winner or loser, they all play extremely well, but for some reason everyone is a little absent-minded.

Until a new person jumped up on the stage, he clasped his hands and said loudly: "Wu Yiqiu Yi Qiao, dare to ask Mr. Moling Jiange for advice."

Isn't this person the bowl of hibiscus soup at noon?

All the people present, who were still drowsy just now, suddenly regained their energy and stared at me like a torch.

...Why are you expecting so much from me?

Knowing that there was a gap between him and me, Yang Qingzhou also seemed to have a headache, so he hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "Yi Shaoxia, the competition in the sword tasting competition is to admire the demeanor of hundreds of soldiers, and Mr. Jun has never brought a weapon, so it is better to compete with someone else."

"Looking up at the famous sword? Hahahaha," Yi Qiao couldn't help laughing when he saw him mentioning this, "Don't you have a sword? Why don't you bring it so that everyone can learn from it."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone roared with laughter.Sitting at a few tables closer to the two of us, I poked my head to see the little sword in Ye Tan's waist, and laughed together in whispers.

Hey, a group of mortals are laughing at this creator god.

"A Tan." I said, "Go up and play with him."

Ye Tan naturally has no chance of defeating him. His current cultivation level is probably the lowest in the banquet, and this sword is the laughing stock of the audience. If he goes up, he will end up being beaten and seriously injured. At that time, he will be physically and mentally humiliated. Just be a ridiculous buffoon.Just as I was thinking about how to convince him, Ye Tan had already silently led the order to get up.

I tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "Just be careful to avoid the broken sword."

Night Tan responded, but still didn't look back.

I felt a little distressed when I saw him sacrifice so simply and generously.

The arena was half a person high, and all the participants leaped up to show off their lightness skills. Only Ye Tan, who walked around half a circle honestly, became the first person to walk up the steps.He circled the whole half of the field, and everyone could see that his footsteps were shallow, his cultivation was superficial, and his saber was even more ridiculous.

Yi Qiao was on the field, half angry and mocking, wishing he could be trampled under his feet sooner.Yang Qingzhou hurriedly persuaded him: "You are all chivalrous men, so don't hurt your peace."

Ye Tan stood still and saluted, and steadily drew out the blade of the sword across his chest: "Jiange Night Tan, please enlighten me."

The small rubbing sword is still a small rubbing sword, low-quality copper and iron mixed with impurities, rusty and stained after two days of use, the dirty wooden sword hilt, there is no money to paint it, use a worn rag Wrapped crookedly.The blade of the sword broke once suddenly, and was randomly fused together. The forging method was too ugly to bear to look at.

The honored guests present, who are used to seeing the sharp weapons of magic weapons, never imagined that there could be such a frustrating sword in the world, and their expressions were all brilliant.

"You, the so-called Jiange, just make such a crappy thing? Does your faction only have this sword, and how can I explain it if it breaks?" Yi Qiao sarcastically said.

"I'll make it up again when it's broken." Ye Tan said lightly.

"...Hahaha, okay." Yi Qiao laughed back angrily, "It's good to mend it after it's broken. I've seen who will make it up for you when you break it yourself."

Yi Qiao is too lazy to talk nonsense with Cai Ji, he just wants to understand one move, bully him and strike him down, Ye Tan knows that there is a huge difference in strength, and his agility is by no means as fast as him, this attack is unavoidable, so he can only use a very basic defensive posture to cross The sword was in front of his chest, ready to retreat to relieve his strength.

But when Yi Qiao made a solid strike, the touch on his hand was slight, Ye Tan's face changed, he expected that he didn't block it, but he saw that Yi Qiao's movement still followed the trend, thanks to his amazing intuition, he turned his head sideways, and the side of his cheek A sharp blade pierced through the wind - it was Yi Qiao's cut off half of the blade.

Yi Qiao maintained the posture of landing, and was stunned for a long time.

Everyone present was also dumbfounded.

"A Tan, you can come back." In the dead silence, my voice was a bit abrupt, and I waved to Ye Tan.

Ye Tan was no less astonished than the others, and blankly put his sword back into its sheath and turned around.

"Impossible! You're cheating!!" Yi Qiao yelled loudly, flew down and drew the dagger of his entourage, then turned back to the stage, slashed down with the knife, and Ye Tan instinctively drew his sword to block it, still feeling as light as nothing, The knife was also broken.

Yi Qiao was furious, and clapped his hands to strike, but Yang Qingzhou intercepted the figure when he flipped over.Yi Qiao was still cursing loudly, Yang Qingzhou obstructed and persuaded him for a long time, then angrily kicked the table away.

Ye Tan leisurely found the steps and was about to come back, but before he had walked a few steps, someone said loudly: "He Mou of Helan Terrace begged for a battle with the Night Tan Ye Heroes of Jiange." He jumped up.

Ye Tan didn't agree or refuse, and looked at me from a distance as if waiting for orders.

I thought he wouldn't be able to leave for a while, so I waved my hand and said, "Play with them if you like, and come back if you're not happy."

Ye Tan nodded and turned to fight.

It is said that it is a challenge, but there is really nothing wrong with him, all the weapons are broken with a single wipe, and it hardly takes any effort to parry.

The people around didn't believe in evil, so they went up to try one by one, and there was a large pile of crackling under their feet.

I couldn't be happier to see it.

After a good competition, it became more and more frantic. Yang Qingzhou squatted down under the stage and looked at it with a sad face. It looked so pitiful hahahaha.

"One hundred." Someone suddenly reported the count.

Those who don't believe in evil have all died down by this time, and stared at the night story in shock. He may finally feel that he has had enough fun, and he salutes and prepares to step down.

"Hero stay here." Yang Qingzhou suddenly asked him to stay, and asked respectfully, "Wan Sheng dares to ask Jiange for advice. Dare I ask, what is the name of this sword?"

The people around were suddenly in an uproar, and they all commented: "My master asked about the name of the sword, which means that it will be included in the list of sword tasting conferences, and it will be handed down from generation to generation."

Ye Tan didn't answer him, but looked at me from afar.

He was probably waiting for me to name it.

The sword certainly has a name.

This sword is called Xiao Ruo Jian.

How can I say Huacha.

I stood up bravely in the eyes of anticipation that everyone was looking forward to.

Without blushing, he said:

"This sword is called the Great Sword of Sacred Physics Pledge of Victory."

Yang Qingzhou: "..."

I took a long sigh and said, "This sword is entrusted with the desire for victory of all the souls of the dead in all the wars in the world since ancient times, so it is invincible. Only those who have touched King Arthur's hair are qualified to pull it out."

Everyone present was in awe.

Yang Qingzhou took a deep breath and said, "Yes, can you say it again It's too long to remember."

Me: "Sacred Physics Vow Victory Great Sword."

Yang Qingzhou: "Sacred...what to learn? What is the great sword of victory..."

Me: "Sacred Physics Vow Victory Great Sword."

Yang Qingzhou: "Sacred physics victoriously constrains the great sword."

Me: "It is an oath to win, not a victory constraint."

Yang Qingzhou: "Pledge to win physics...sacred...great sword."

Me: "Fuck that's enough."