Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 232 Episode : Legend of Immortality (VI)
On the matchmaking stage, the old man of the Li family was originally full of anxiety.

But when the young man raised his head and took a closer look at his face, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

As a subordinate force relying on Hengshan and some key figures in Yancheng, how could he not have any plans?

The old man rushed down from the ring and hurriedly called out to the people behind him. In an instant, more than a dozen martial artists followed him.

They all went forward to meet him.

However, he did not notice that Miss Li on the stage was also staring at the young man intently.

"Fourth Senior Brother!"

The Li family members stepped forward, bowed, and greeted them loudly.

The old man from the Li family smiled so widely that all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

"My dear Fourth Brother, I am sorry for not coming to greet you in person."

The old man's voice was indescribably polite, and contained a genuine respect.

There are many popes in Xiaoxiang, so which sect doesn’t have a fourth senior brother?

But
The only people who can command respect and awe from fellow martial artists in Xiaoxiang when they are called "Fourth Senior Brother" can only be the four true disciples of the Hengshan School.

Some uninformed people in the underworld looked shocked.

They glanced at the young man for a moment.

As expected, his face was kind, with a shallow vertical mark between his eyebrows.

In his early years, this true disciple of Hengshan suffered from eye disease. It was only after he met the Sword God that he was able to see the light.

It is said that this vertical mark was created by the sword god using his sword energy.

It is said that sword energy brightens the eyes and opens the mind.

The swordsmanship of the fourth senior brother from Hengshan is also related to this extraordinary experience.

The four true disciples were famous in the martial arts world, and martial artists from the north and south had all heard of them. Now that they knew it was indeed the person, everyone paid close attention.

Luo He glanced at the old swordsman, then shifted his gaze to the old man from the Li family.

The old man from the Li family was very polite. He said he would inform the head of the family and invited him to come over for a chat.

Luo He bowed and said:
"Don't bother, I just happened to be passing by."

Just as he finished speaking, the old swordsman who came from Yanzhao with a sword in his hand said calmly:
"I urged my horse to chase him without stopping, and finally caught up with Fourth Brother's pace."

Most people haven't noticed anything unusual yet.

Miss Li's eyes lit up on the stage.

She fixed her eyes on the old swordsman, and listened to him continue speaking in the Yanzhao accent:

"I have been searching for your horse in Songtan Town for a long time and finally found it."

"I thought you were here to participate in the martial arts competition to find a bride, and I don't want to ruin this good opportunity, so it's okay to wait a few more days."

"It seems that you haven't been on the stage for a long time. You are just a spectator. I am looking forward to it. I can't help but be anxious. I have to disturb you."

The old swordsman spoke to Luo He, and then he bowed to Miss Li on the stage and apologized.

Li Yuanqiong smiled at him generously, not caring at all.

Instead, the old man from the Li family changed color when he heard the voice.

He turned around to look at his young lady, then looked at his fourth senior brother who was staring at the old swordsman from Yan Zhao.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly realized something fishy.

As people grow older, they become more shrewd. Even if they are surprised, they pretend not to understand anything.

Luo He, who originally didn't want to attract attention, was even less willing to give the old swordsman a chance to continue describing.

In the dispersing crowd, he took two steps towards the old swordsman.

"What is it that you are looking for me for?"

"The four great masters of Hengshan were taught by the Sword God." When the old swordsman mentioned the word Sword God, he bowed solemnly towards Hengyang. "It is said that the sword techniques of the four great masters are different, but all of them are top-notch."

"Fourth Senior Brother's specialty is the sword that can break all kinds of moves?"

Talking about swordsmanship, Luo He looked calm: "I'm ashamed, it's just a rumor in the martial arts world, I'm far from being able to break all the moves."

"At the end of last year, Master examined my sword skills and told me that I had a long way to go and that I should learn more and practice more."

There were several layers of spectators surrounding him, and only a few honest people believed his humble words.

The four true disciples of Hengshan are famous in the world. It is not enough to just be disciples of the Sword God. All four of them have real skills.

"That is definitely the sword that can break a move."

The old swordsman grasped the key point instantly.

Everyone saw him looking nostalgic, "My ancestor inherited the Thirteen Swords of Rain and Dust. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than thirty years but have not been able to find the right method. When we were discussing swordsmanship at Hengshan Mountain in the past, the Sword God discussed the origin of the Dao. He not only gave me a lot of pointers, but also pointed out the shortcomings of my ancestral swordsmanship and told me to watch the power of the rain and let go of the restraints."

"For more than 20 years, I have been immersed in it, studying it painstakingly, and finally I have some understanding."

"It's a pity that my talent is limited and I can't reach the realm that the Sword God talked about."

"I dare not forget the kindness of the Sword God, and I have no shame to seek the Sword God's guidance again. My original intention was to become an old man in Yanzhao and bury the sword in the market, but I asked the Sword God about the secret of the Sword and spread the news to the martial arts world."

"Because the sword heart is not dead, I went to Hengyang to see it again."

"I heard that Fourth Senior Brother has broken all the moves and has the demeanor of a sword god. I have made some progress in moves in the past twenty years, so I want to learn the true sword technique."

The old swordsman's sincere words moved some martial arts masters and made them understand his purpose.

Although he is not qualified to challenge the Sword God.

But as the person who asked for the sword twenty years ago, seeking to learn from the Sword God's disciple and considering his reputation, it can't be considered as bullying the weak.

Luo He smiled modestly: "If you want to see my master's style in me, I'm afraid you will be greatly disappointed."

"If you seek me for a duel, I will do my best to learn from your superior skills."

When the people around heard the sound, they immediately cheered loudly.

Huan Qingxi had reached the level of Yu Jizi of Taishan Sect twenty years ago. Now, with the sect flourishing, his reputation in Yanzhao is also quite big.

People who liked excitement shouted at the top of their lungs, and the Li family's matchmaking arena was soon crowded with people.

"Brother Luo, Mr. Huan, please!"

On the stage, Li Yuanqiong smiled and said, giving up the stage.

The two looked at each other in the audience, and then flew up.

Before they drew their swords, a series of noisy noises rang out from under the arena.

"Come on, come on! There's another good show to watch!"

"Brother, what's going on here?"

"It's a martial arts competition to win a bride, can't you see that?"

Tao Genxian chuckled and said, "This old man wants to compete with the Sword God's fourth apprentice for his wife. Whoever wins will get her."

After hearing this, the people around burst into laughter.

The people from the nearby Li family hurriedly shouted:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

However, these weirdos were not afraid of the Li family's martial artist at all. Instead, they laughed and said:
"The Sword God's fourth disciple clearly has a crush on the young lady in red, otherwise why would he come to this town?"

"Yeah yeah."

"In the martial arts competition to find a bride, isn't it true that whoever wins gets to marry the young lady?"

"It is a great thing for us, the Six Immortals of Taogu, to come to Yancheng to watch the battle and drink a glass of wedding wine."

The people of the Li family were very annoyed when they heard their crazy talk.

But when I heard the name "Six Immortals of Taogu", I didn't think their words were strange anymore.

Although the old man from the Li family was also shouting to stop him, his eyes kept staring at the fourth senior brother from Hengshan.

In my heart I hope what these weirdos say is true.

Yan Anshun kept waving his hands. They had just arrived here and didn't know the reason, so he signaled to the masters not to match them up randomly.

Otherwise it will ruin other people's reputation.

But the Sixth Immortal didn't care about this, and instead joked:

"Disciple, why are you moving your hands back and forth?"

"Hehehe," the Peach Blossom Fairy laughed strangely, "So you want to go up and fight for my wife too."

Tao Genxian grinned and nodded: "Don't worry, wait until you defeat the second disciple of the Sword God, win her heart, and bring her back to Taogu."

"Not bad, not bad. If you win the sword god's disciple as your wife, you will definitely be famous in the martial arts world. This will not tarnish the reputation of our six immortals."

Yan Anshun lowered his head, and the eyes of the people around him were all focused on him.

Even Luo He, who had just drawn his sword on the ring, couldn't help but look at him with a look of surprise.

The old swordsman from Yanzhao has a purer mind.

The moment he stood opposite Luo He, he no longer had many distracting thoughts. He drew his sword, saluted with the sword, and said "please".

Although the four true disciples have great reputations, he is, after all, of the older generation and has the favor of the Sword God. It is really impolite for him to draw his sword first.

Luo He bowed in return and thanked him for his kindness.

He said "please" again.

Upon seeing this, the old swordsman knew that the other party's swordsmanship was extraordinary and he dared not give in anymore.

When he raised the sword, he had a strange feeling the moment the other party's bright eyes stared at him.

Thinking about the rumors in the martial arts world, he became extremely alert.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

"Zheng" sound!
Huan Qingxi drew his sword!

When they fought sword fights twenty years ago, his sword skills were far less sophisticated than they are now.

The thirteen swords of Rain Falling Dust Splash, among the moves, there are changes in the straight and oblique postures.

The more tricky and bizarre the sword move is, the more it captures the essence of the sword.

When the old swordsman started to wield the sword, the long sword circled in his hand, and the grip changed back and forth on the thick calluses in his hand. The complexity of his sword movements was eye-catching, but he was so proficient that he could not make any mistakes.

The sword shadow hid as he turned around and took a half-step, then suddenly bent his elbow and stabbed the sword at the vital point on Luo He's chest.

Now it seems that the oblique is correct!
It can be seen that the fourth senior brother from Hengshan does not want to embarrass his master, so he still lets his opponent make the move.

He was not as cumbersome as the old swordsman and his movements were very few.

But he got the point!

He seemed to have seen through the old swordsman's actions.

Luo He took a half step back, and with a backhand flick, he deflected his sword to the side, causing the opponent to lose his aim.

The long sword brushed against the sword surface and cut off the old swordsman's wrist!
Huan Qingxi hugged his shoulders, stepped back and drew his sword, leaving the gap on his ribs exposed for a moment, and the opponent stabbed him with his sword.

Even though his sword was broken, Huan Qingxi did not panic.

He channeled all his internal energy into his feet and took a strange step forward in an arc to avoid the sword.

Luo He seemed to have a sidelong look.

Without giving the opponent a chance to strike a second sword, he followed up with a step-over, using his own move to counter the opponent's move, and leaned over to stab the Neiguan point on his arm and wrist.

The sword was clearly not aimed at him, yet it was stabbed so accurately!
The old swordsman was surprised!
He rolled on the ground in a panic, and while rolling, he gathered his true energy into the sword and swept it downward in three directions.

"Dang~!"

With a clear sound of sword, Huan Qingxi felt uncomfortable all over.

He was stopped halfway before he could finish his sword move!

It was broken and seen through again!

Sure enough, at the moment of intercepting the sword, Luo He's long sword slid down, brushing against the opponent's sword with a series of rustling sounds, all the way down to the wrist, this time it was the Yangchi acupoint!

Huan Qingxi reversed his grip and pointed the sword upwards.

Luo He pressed the sword and stabbed straight along the sword guard!
The sword wind was blinding, Huan Qingxi tilted his head, and the clothes on his shoulder were pierced.

The people around were shocked.

The old swordsman from Yan Zhao reacted amazingly, otherwise if all three moves were broken, he would have had three more sword wounds on his body.

Facing his fourth senior brother, the power of his moves seemed to be completely unattainable.

Everyone saw that the old swordsman's face turned red as he dodged the sword and flew up into the air, carrying the rags with him.

It's not shyness, but holding back anger.

How can a swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship for many years not be able to display his sword skills and is restricted everywhere not be angry!
"Rain falls and dust splashes, ten styles merge into one!"

The long sword in his hand danced wildly, and suddenly he shouted: "Watch the sword moves!"

Huan Qingxi's sword flew left and right, and the forward and oblique rotations and unexpected changes in the ten moves were all hidden in the two sword shadows.

One is the positive force and the other is the oblique force.

Just as the mountains and rivers are like chess pieces, especially when the autumn geese are flying obliquely.

It was just a small force of rain falling and dust splashing, but he used it to give off a feeling of grand opening and closing.

Anyone who uses a sword will be looked at with a sidelong glance!
This is an extension of the sword technique, transcending the ancestral technique.

Driven by his inner strength, the momentum of the two slanting sword shadows became more and more terrifying, as if enveloping Luo He.

Although seemingly in a precarious situation due to the changes in direction, Luo He's eyes were clear as he stared at Huan Qingxi's sword!
suddenly!

It seemed that straight and slanted could not coexist, and the sword shadows on both sides were getting closer and closer in front of Luo He. The moment they crossed, a crisp sword sound burst out!
Afterwards, a cold light emerged from the sword shadow!

The rain fell and the dust flew. Whether it was slanting or not, at this moment, even Huan Qingxi himself didn't know.

This is the essence of his moves, and also the future of his swordsmanship that he cannot see clearly.

He stabbed the confused Dust Splashing in front of Luo He!

This sword was the result of more than twenty years of hard training since the Hengshan Sword Contest!

However.
Before the sword reached Luo He even one foot away, he felt a huge resistance.

Huan Qingxi felt the sword body tremble instinctively.

His eyes widened!
The young man in front of him held the sword upright and blocked the sword in an incredible way that he himself could hardly control!
The curved sword body, under the infusion of Luo He's powerful internal force, straightened out and transmitted the tensile force backwards!

Huan Qingxi's arms trembled as he tried to hold the sword steady.

Luo He took the lead step by step, pressed down with the sword guard, and immediately regenerated huge strength.

Huan Qingxi's hands trembled for the second time, and the sword slipped out of his hand in a panic.

"Chi~!"

The long sword was stuck upside down on the ring.

Staring at his sword, the old swordsman from Yan Zhao couldn't help but lose his mind.

Thirteen swords, all broken!

"I admire you!"

He bowed repeatedly and sighed in frustration:
"It is indeed a sword that can break moves. My twenty years of hard work is really not worth mentioning."

He thought he might lose today, but he never imagined that the defeat would be so painful.

Luo He picked up the long sword on the ground and handed it to the old swordsman.

Huan Qingxi couldn't help but laugh at himself when he saw this:
"More than 20 years ago, the long sword fell into the sword tomb. I didn't expect that it would not return empty-scabbard this time. This is also considered progress."

Luo He smiled slightly and said:

"Your Excellency has expanded new knowledge and has surpassed your predecessors. This is truly admirable."

"If I study it for another twenty years, I might not be able to break it."

The old swordsman looked into his clear eyes and bowed to him again.

"The reputation of Sword God's disciple is well-deserved. Thank you very much."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the stage in front of everyone.

The martial artists around him had seen his swordsmanship, and they felt that this famous scholar from Yanzhao was no ordinary person. They would never underestimate him just because he lost to the four true disciples.

At this moment
The Peach Blossom Fairy below the stage shouted:

"Can anyone come up to challenge? If not, the Sword God's disciple will win the marriage proposal and marry the young lady."

His voice was so loud that people around him laughed.

The old man from the Li family seemed to be shocked by the sword skills of the two men just now, and for a moment he even forgot to scold them.

More and more people are attracted here, and the bustle is getting bigger and bigger.

Opposite the arena, the windows of an inn, the Yage, were open.

A man in blue was looking at the scene on the ring with a smile.

Sitting opposite him was a young woman, wearing a light green dress, elegant and refined.

Her eyes were as lively as before, but with a more elegant air.

At this moment, just like before, she held her face and looked at him with a smile.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to like watching such excitement."

“I didn’t find it in the early years.”

"Well you know, I wouldn't have been like this in my early years."

The young man knew that she was making fun of him, so he teased her: "This man has grown old and has become like this without realizing it."

"Bah, Senior Brother is not old."

The woman smiled with her beautiful eyes and poured him another glass of wine.
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(End of this chapter)