Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 94 Huaqing Sect Competition

"Hiss, his last name is Jiang. He's also handsome."

"This boy should not be provoked."

Li Rui touched his chin.

According to rumors, Jiang Linxian was about 40 years old, and his appearance was so good that it was frightening. It was said that when he was young, he charmed many female disciples in Huaqing Sect. Later, he married young, but his wife died in childbirth, and he never remarried.

It's simply the protagonist template.

Of course, Li Rui didn't care about these at all.

He just wanted to see if he could find some insights from Jiang Linxian, the man of seven forms.

On the stage.

Magistrate Zhang was the first to stand up, taking two steps at a time, and trotting all the way to greet him: "Elder Jiang, you are finally here. I am Zhang Linkang, and have heard of your great name for a long time. Now that I see you, I realize that you are indeed majestic and outstanding."

Jiang Linxian looked at County Magistrate Zhang with a smile.

"This person has a good eloquence."

County Magistrate Zhang led the way, and Jiang Linxian finally sat down in the center seat at a leisurely pace.

Jiang Yan felt relieved when she saw her father show up on time.

With Jiang Linxian's temper, she was really worried that her father would suddenly stand her up.

"Elder Jiang, you've had a hard journey. I prepared some autumn tea. Would you like to have a cup first?"

As he spoke, he winked at his subordinates not far away and did not mention the competition at all.

Accepting disciples is a public matter for the Huaqing Sect.

As long as it looks acceptable, it's fine.

But drinking tea is a private matter, and it is what will really help him get promoted.

Have a cup of tea and chat.

That's how opportunities arise.

Seeing that Magistrate Zhang in front of him did not mention anything about the competition, Jiang Linxian had no choice but to interrupt: "No, it's getting late, we have to start earlier."

"Then do as Elder Jiang wishes."

Got the look from the magistrate.

County Magistrate Li coughed lightly and said, "The competition begins. Please invite the students."

Tongsheng was originally the name for the imperial examination. Every year, the Huaqing Sect's disciple recruitment competition was presided over by the government, and it became a habit to call them this way.

The words fell.

A clerk led the three people onto the stage.

Magistrate Zhang smiled even more.

According to past practice, Huaqing Sect's disciples should be selected from Qinghe and the three surrounding counties.

This year, because Qinghe has made great contributions in the encirclement and suppression of the Ghost Sect, the place was given to Qinghe.

A disciple of Huaqing Sect appeared in the county, which was a big event that could be reported to the government office.

A political achievement for nothing.

He was naturally happy to see it happen.

Jiang Linxian looked at Zhong Lei, then at the two young men, and immediately knew what was going on.

A runner-up.

Jiang Yan had already told him about the matter.

The Huaqing Sect has its own rules, and age is a red line that cannot be crossed.

Even at thirty-five, she was still too old.

The foundation of one's character has already been determined, so even if one is determined to cultivate it, it is difficult to achieve anything great.

Cultivate from the eighth grade to the seventh grade.

What is the use?

The Huaqing Sect is not short of a seventh-rank warrior. What it needs is a master who has the potential to become the pillar of the sect. Apart from that, the rest are loyal worker ants.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Zhong Lei does not meet the requirements.

Although Jiang Linxian acts in an unruly manner, she actually takes rules very seriously.

That's why it gives people such a feeling.

That is because he has reached the point where his every move is in accordance with the rules, and he has reached the state where he can do whatever he wants without breaking the rules.

He looked at Han Qin standing aside and said, "Xiao Han, right? Go up and compete with each of these three people."

"Yes."

Han Qin clasped his fists, held the sword and walked forward.

The Huaqing Sect accepts disciples based on actual combat performance, but it does not only focus on actual combat performance.

After all, the contestants are of different ages, and their martial arts levels are naturally very different. Huaqing Sect wants talented people with potential, not reckless men who can fight.

It is not appropriate to compete with each other, so usually a senior brother from Huaqing Sect will take turns to compete with others.

"Who's going first, three of you?"

Han Qin smiled gently.

He Wenxuan and Liu Tong, disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang, looked at each other, both a little hesitant. Han Qin was already an eighth-rank, while the two of them were only ninth-rank. The gap between the two sides was too big. "I'll do it!"

While the two men hesitated, Zhong Lei took a big step forward.

The double hammers at his waist are already in his hands, and his fighting spirit is rising.

"please."

Han Qin still looked gentle and elegant as he slowly drew out his sword.

"excuse me!"

Zhong Lei let out a low shout and rushed forward. In an instant, the huge hammer was swung towards Han Qin's crown.

A gleam of light flashed in Han Qin's eyes.

"Weapons are dead, but people are alive. What can defeat a hundred weapons is not the weapons, but the people!"

Li Rui's words echoed in Han Qin's ears.

Draw your sword!

Han Qin changed his usual graceful and agile Luoying sword moves and squatted down.

It actually went straight under Zhong Lei's crotch.

At the same time, the sword blade cut a big hole in Zhong Lei's trouser leg.

"What move is this?"

The Huaqing Sect disciples present were all dumbfounded. How could they not remember that this Senior Brother Han had such a despicable move?

Zhong Lei frowned and looked at his trouser legs.

The sword just now seemed shameless, and although it was indeed shameless, it was also extremely fierce. If this sword had stabbed him in the crotch, he would have become a eunuch.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

"The Huaqing Sect's disciple is indeed amazing. I, Zhong, am willing to admit defeat."

Zhong Lei was quite free and easy and admitted defeat decisively.

Han Qin was a little embarrassed: "Thank you."

He didn't want to do it either.

But Li Rui's words echoed in his ears like a spell, and he couldn't help it.

Jiang Linxian's mouth corners slightly raised:
"The Luoying Sword is a woman's sword, but it helps this kid look more manly. Not bad, not bad."

Hear Jiang Linxian’s comments.

No one dared to agree.

The Luoying Sword Technique is quite famous in the Huaqing Sect, and the only one who dares to comment on it is Jiang Linxian.

Zhong Lei was defeated.

He Wenxuan gritted his teeth and took a step forward: "Master, please teach me."

"bring it on."

Han Qin nodded.

This time, with the lessons learned from the previous incident, he would be much gentler when he drew his sword.

He fought with He Wenxuan for more than twenty moves before he finally knocked the sword out of the opponent's hand with one sword.

He Wenxuan looked at the sword that fell to the ground.

He took a deep breath and clasped his fists: "Master, your swordsmanship is exquisite. I admire you."

Only by experiencing it yourself can you understand the power of Han Qin's swordsmanship.

It's not like he hasn't sparred with an eighth-rank swordsman in the gang before, and the feeling is quite different.

"The foundation of Dazong is indeed extraordinary."

He Wenxuan became more nervous and wanted to join the Huaqing Sect even more.

"it's your turn."

Han Qin looked at Liu Tong with a smile.

Liu Tong took a deep breath and clasped his fists: "Master, please."

For this competition.

He had made sufficient preparations, and even his brother-in-law Zhang Yang taught him many tricks for a whole month, which helped him improve his swordsmanship a lot.

Like He Wenxuan before, Han Qin deliberately slowed down his sword skills a lot.

Liu Tong wielded the Tiger Sabre in a very professional manner.

I can still barely hold on.

After thirty moves.

Lost.

The competition is over.

There were many martial arts masters in the audience, all of whom were amazed at the exquisite swordsmanship of Han Qin, a disciple of the Huaqing Sect.

Magistrate Zhang coughed lightly:
"Elder Jiang, do you have a favorite candidate?"

(End of this chapter)