Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1314 All eyes are on!Moonlit night! (seeking subscription)
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A senior knife master, looking at the entire Great Xia, can be called a strong one.

After all, generally speaking, most of those who can become senior sword masters are over the age of fate, or even sixty years old, and many of them have lost the qualification to participate in the National League. They are all famous figures of the older generation. Now the National League is held every three years. Among them, generally speaking, ordinary sword masters have a great chance to enter the top fifty, while experienced sword masters have a chance to win.

Above the senior sword masters are those top sword masters who practice the way of swords in order to break into the holy realm, and the sword masters who are the two core elements of a country's military power and nuclear weapons .

After pondering for half a minute, the head of the city government said: "As long as it doesn't violate the management mechanism of the city government, and it's not too much, try to meet its requirements."

"The one from the Provincial Professional Knife Federation..." the secretary-general said worriedly, and they were not the ones who seemed to be offended by the seemingly prosperous little people in the fifth-tier cities.

"I will personally report this matter to the governor of the province."

Standing up slowly, the chief of the municipal government, who was over sixty years old, took a deep breath, his gaze was serious, public opinion had already exploded, he could only deal with it, and the final decision was no longer in his hands as a small Xingtai City.

City Stadium.

Li Changqing's eyes were dull, a little slumped, and a little confused. Is his path of the sword really wrong?

Soon, there were all dressed in black, and the staff of the municipal government's investigation team entered the venue and came up close.

"Li Changqing, you are suspected of dereliction of duty and abuse of power, please come with us."

……

Half an hour later, the green knife match continued.

It's just that compared to the arena in full swing, people's eyes are more focused on the figure in a coarse white robe walking between the rings.

Li Changqing from the Dao of Swords Hall of Fame was defeated. This young man who looked only about [-] years old eclipsed all the players who participated in the green knife competition today.

In one of the forty arenas, Qin Tu's face was stiff, wishing to smooth out the cockscomb to make it less eye-catching.

Master Wu, who was dressed in brocade silk martial arts robes, was also terrified. At the beginning, the ghost was obsessed and helped these little bastards to stand up. If time could be turned back, he would definitely not go!No, I have to retreat for a month, what kind of instructor should I be, it's simply inexplicable!
Not far away, Zhu Shan, the curator of the Pingfeng Knife Museum with thick brows and big eyes, was carrying a nine-ring sword on his back. His face was livid, and he felt as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly. Who can tell him if his Yintang has turned black recently and he needs to go out for a trip? For a swim or something, turn around and let go (o) let go (my) heart (god).

The green knife competition was going on in an orderly manner, because in Su Qinian, people showed a very strong interest in the members of the Sword Club of Xingtai Higher Martial Arts School.

The game went on in the afternoon, and the group stage came to an end. People were surprised to find that among the three martial arts schools in Xingtai City, the potential and achievements of the eleven members of Dao Dao Club were not inferior to Gul. Except for a few boys and girls who are still young and have superficial cultivation, its president, Han Bing, actually has the power of a third-level professional, no worse than those seeded contestants who have entered the top [-] finals.

……

Suzhou Province, Beijing City.

In a Dushan villa in the suburbs.

This is a young man of about [-] years old, wearing a purple robe with gold threads on the cuffs, he looks calm and solemn, standing there, there is no flaw in his handsome face, only a pair of eyes are slightly feminine, black hair It's tied with a ribbon and falls just short of the shoulders.

Standing in the yard, with his head slightly lowered, he could see the continuous buildings in the distance below the mountain. This feeling made him intoxicated, and it was very suitable for him to cultivate his knives, and it was also the fundamental reason why he chose to live here.

"Third young master, something happened."

A silver-haired old man with the appearance of a housekeeper came out of the villa, wearing a suit with a dignified expression on his face.

three minutes later.

There was a cold light in Qi Yunhui's eyes, and he said coldly: "Li Changqing, this trash, doesn't accomplish enough, but fails."

At this time, a bell rang in the arms of the old housekeeper.

"Third Young Master, it's Madam's call."

Qi Yunhui calmed down, adjusted the corners of his clothes, answered the phone, pressed the connect button, and said with a little respect: "Mom..."

After a long time, Qi Yunhui hung up the phone, took a light breath, and said, "Uncle Li, inform the Office of the Provincial Professional Knife Federation that I will take a few days of annual leave, then pack up and prepare to return to Dragon City."

……

Great Xia Dragon City.

This is an ancient capital, which has gone through countless dynasties before ushering in the era of science and technology and swordsmanship in which the people are the masters.

This is the capital of Great Xia. In this ancient city that has been accumulated over the years, there are many aristocratic families, and it is a place where real powerful dragons gather.

Qi family compound.

In this Dragon City where every inch of land is expensive, the house covers an area of ​​tens of acres, and it can be called a colossus in this place where powerful and aristocratic families gather.

Backyard main house.

A graceful middle-aged woman in a moon-white dress is practicing calligraphy in the courtyard. The sun is high above the scorched rice paper. on paper.

……

The setting sun is like blood.

At Xingtai City Stadium, the group qualifiers for the Green Knife Tournament finally came to an end, and the spectators left the arena, feeling a little unsatisfied, but they didn't pay attention to the event itself, but it seemed that it ended carelessly.

"Mr. Su!"

In front of the arena, the eyes of Han Bing and the eleven were bright. This may be the most intense day in their lives so far. Some scenes will accompany their lives and be engraved in their memories.

The results of the group stage were not bad. Han Bing, Hua Yuan and Qi Yunfei successfully entered the top [-], which was comparable to Guer's results, only one less than San Jiang.

Su Qinian nodded and didn't say much. He gained a lot from today's battle, but that Xueyang Dao was still too weak to make him understand more deeply. Fang Dao Dao World's stronger sharpness still needs to be strengthened. More and stronger masters came to polish him.

At night, Pengxin Lidu Community.

At exactly nine o'clock, the bright moon hangs high and the street lights are dimmed.

At the north gate of the complex, a taxi with a foreign license plate stopped, and a tall, slender middle-aged man with short hair like an arrow and wearing a mask got out of the car, holding a rosewood knife case in his hand.

The middle-aged man walked into the community and attracted the attention of the guard. Although swordsmanship is prevalent now and there are many professional swordsmen living in the community, it was the first one that gave him such an uncomfortable feeling. The uncle couldn't help but shudder. As the middle-aged man walked by, the temperature in the air seemed to drop by more than ten degrees in an instant.

After two minutes.

On the concrete road in front of the sun room, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a little surprise. Looking at the figure in a rough white robe under the moonlight, he smiled lightly and said, "It's been so many years since I was able to sense my aura in advance. , you are one of the few." (Seeking subscription, monthly ticket, recommendation ticket.)
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