Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 705: Strong Identifier
Under the gaze of the heroes, Murong Ning brought everyone in the mansion to the headquarters of Lunjian Sea.

Feeling the gazes and whispers of the people around him, Murong Shengxue suddenly felt unhappy and frowned.

“It’s really unpleasant to be looked at like a monkey!”

As soon as Murong Shengxue said this, Murong Ning stopped her immediately.

"Katsuyuki!"

"The Murong Mansion has always been a low-profile household. With so many people participating in the sword meeting, it's normal to attract attention from outsiders. You don't need to be too concerned about other people's eyes."

"Also, as the future head of the Murong Mansion, you should be able to remain calm, not panic, and not show your emotions!"

Murong Shengxue snorted, seeming to be quite disdainful of Murong Ning's teachings, and said sarcastically: "Uncle Ning, you really don't want to miss any opportunity to teach others!"

"oops--!"

"Don't blame Uncle Ning. I am doing this so that you can get used to this situation as soon as possible, so that you can shoulder the burden of the Murong Mansion as soon as possible!"

Murong Ning didn't care about his nephew's ridicule and still looked amiable.

Murong Shengxue knew when to stop and didn't dare to say another word.

The three sword masters behind them couldn't wait for the two to continue talking, and secretly said it was a pity in their hearts.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Murong Shengxue took a few deep puffs from the hookah, then exhaled a puff of white smoke and asked, "I still don't quite understand, what are we here for today?"

"Could it be that the old man suddenly got the urge to take the 'Number One Sword in the World' back while he can still lift it, and announce the return of the Murong Mansion to all the factions in the martial arts world?"

Murong Ning said seriously: "This is only the third one."

Murong Shengxue was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: Who talks like that?

But I just followed up the question and asked, "What about the first and second?"

"Secondly, since Lu Ping has sent a 'challenge' to the Murong Mansion in the public pavilion, the Murong Mansion naturally needs to come out and express its position. We cannot turn a blind eye to it, otherwise it will damage the prestige of the Murong Mansion."

Lu Ping's goal is to establish Lunjianhai and make this organization exist for a long time.

But if it only attracted a bunch of scum, then this "Sea of ​​Sword Discussion" might as well not exist, so he used a slightly tougher attitude to invite sword masters from all over the world.

Unfortunately, this behavior was seen by others as an arrogant act that challenged all swordsmen in the world.

Murong Ning continued, "It just so happens that my brother and I want you to take this opportunity to see more of the talented swordsmen in the martial arts world, so that you won't become a frog sitting in a well and looking at the sky, not knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

Murong Shengxue did not have much opinion on this point.

Everyone knows that working in isolation is not a good idea.

"What about the last 'one'?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be the main reason why we came out this time, right?"

Murong Shengxue stared at Murong Ning, "I'm very curious, what reason can be ranked above 'maintaining the reputation of the Murong Mansion' and 'cultivating the knowledge of the future head of the family'."

Murong Ning hesitated for two seconds and uttered three words: "Dragon Blade!"

Murong Shengxue suddenly stopped moving.

"Dragon Blade..."

"I remember that it was the twelfth-ranked weapon on the Suzaku Heavenly Ranking?"

Murong Ning nodded: "This Dragon Blade used to be the sword of our Murong Mansion. It is a magical weapon listed as one of the 'Thirteen Murong Weapons'. It is also the weapon of your ninth aunt Murong Qing."

"More than 20 years ago, she left the mansion to venture into the martial arts world, but just five years later, news of her death came back, and the Dragon Blade also disappeared."

Murong Shengxue understood immediately: "From what Uncle Thirteen said... is there something strange about the cause of Ninth Aunt's death?"

Murong Ning sighed, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes: "No one knows how she died, and what happened in those five years, so..."

Murong Shengxue continued, "So the Dragon Blade has become the only clue to investigate this matter, and the most important thing for us to do this time is to find out who has the Dragon Blade!"

"Yes, that's it."

While the uncle and nephew were talking, another large group of people poured in from the northwest passage of Sifang Mountain.

Xuan Zhixuan is the leader, and behind him are the heroes of Shang Tonghui.

However, in addition to the several cadres that were familiar to the people in the martial arts world, there was an additional man wearing an iron mask in the team of Shangtonghui this time. This man also held a sword, which showed that he was also a swordsman.

Xuan Zhixuan is also an excellent swordsman, so Lu Ping also included him in the group he was talking to.

Compared to the other factions in Jianghu, Shang Tonghui arrived relatively late. After this group of people entered the scene, only a few scattered lone travelers were left.

By the time it was approaching noon, nearly two thousand knights had gathered in Sifang Mountain, and the mood was growing increasingly agitated.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew across the hills and the clouds rolled.

Along with a low poetic call, a white figure descended from the sky.

At the same time, above the wilderness, a high platform is built on the flat ground.

Lu Ping's descending figure slowly landed on the platform.

"Look up to the distant hills, howl proudly in the wind, find an enemy to fight with, it's lonely up there."

Although the sound was soft, it was clearly heard by everyone.

The heroes present at the scene were all cheered up, as if some nerve was stimulated, their bodies trembled slightly, and then noisy noises rose one after another in the crowd.

"It's right!"

“It’s still the same feeling!”

"It's exactly the same as it was back then on Tianyun Mountain!"

"It's him, it's him! Our Southern Wulin hero, Lu Ping!!"

Unlike ordinary martial artists who could only clap and cheer, the top sword masters became tense and nervous when they saw Lu Ping's appearance, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Such a strong sword intent!"

Murong Ning's eyes fixed, his expression solemn, and he commented: "It's like a mountain thousands of feet high, making it difficult to see the scenery on the top; it's also like an endless ocean, with no end in sight."

"Lu Ping... this man is indeed a swordsman standing at the pinnacle of swordsmanship. No wonder he dares to challenge the swordsmanship masters of various sects and even set up this 'Swordsmanship Forum'."

Murong Shengxue subconsciously glanced at Murong Ning. He had never seen his uncle use such words to evaluate someone.

"Uncle Thirteen, you didn't take his money, did you?"

"Why don't I feel the sword intent you mentioned?"

Behind him, Yuan Jieqi, one of the three sword masters of Murong Mansion, coughed twice hurriedly: "Shengxue, don't talk nonsense. How could the boss do such a thing as accepting money to show his support?"

Having said that, Yuan Jieqi, like Murong Shengxue, looked at Murong Ning with a puzzled look.

"Boss, I don't seem to feel the sword intent you mentioned?"

Tong Yi, who was also a Sansu swordsman, also expressed his feelings, and then turned to look at Bai Yu Wu Xia beside him: "Bai Yu Wu Xia, what about you?"

The doubts came to an abrupt end, because when everyone looked over, they saw an incredible scene.

Bai Yu Wuxia was sweating profusely at this moment, and his dominant hand had subconsciously been placed on the hilt of the sword. His whole body was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was under tremendous pressure.

Sure enough, Bai Yu Wu Xia gave a completely different answer from the other two: "I... felt it."

Murong Shengxue narrowed her fox eyes and guessed, "If that person didn't target me intentionally, then it's probably... that kind of pressure, people who don't have sword skills can't feel it..."

Bai Yu Wuxia is the strongest among the three sword masters. In the entire Tianjian Murong Mansion, his strength is second only to Murong Yanyu, Murong Shengxue and Mo Lisao.

Yuan Jieqi couldn't help but complain: "You can't feel the pressure unless your sword skills reach a certain level? What is this? A strong identification device?"

Everyone looked at Murong Ning with suspicion, and only believed it when they saw him nod in agreement.

Murong Shengxue: "..."

What? You don’t believe me, right?
"Although my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, my brain is definitely top-notch, okay?"

Everyone laughed and didn't respond.

Then he subconsciously looked around, wanting to see if anyone else also felt the pressure.

Fortunately, most people were like them and had no reaction.

(End of this chapter)