I am about to die of old age, and I have awakened the character of longevity.

Chapter 93 I look forward to calling you Xie Xiangzhu
Dead silence!

The entire living room suddenly became silent.

Everyone stared at Xie An with eyes wide open, looking at him in disbelief, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats, the sound of boiling water in the kettle, and the crackling sound of the burning wick in the oil lamp.

Liang Zhi instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to persuade Xie An not to get involved in this mess. However, when he saw the two "outsiders" Lin Yun and Zhang Lin present, he had to give up.

Liang Zhi knew very well that he could show his closeness and loyalty to his boss in private, but he couldn't show it in public when Deacon Lin was around. Although Deacon Lin wouldn't mind, it would make him feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Lin also felt what Liang Zhi felt.

Some things can be said in private, but not publicly...

Lin Yun stared at Xie An for a long time, then suddenly slammed the coffee table, causing the teacups to jump up.

“That’s just nonsense!
If I were to take the exam, my chances of success would be less than 20%. What are you doing going there? The Blood Ridge Black Market is in jeopardy right now, this is not the time to act rashly. Let's not talk about this anymore, pack up and get out."

Although he acted very angry, deep down Lin Yun felt very relieved. Even if Xie An just said a few words, he felt relieved.

Seeing that Xie An had no intention of leaving, Lin Yun's expression became even colder.

"The Blood Ridge Black Market was jointly established by Brother Wei and me, and we have no significant connection with you. You came here to work and acquire certain martial arts resources. This was all a transaction from beginning to end. Now that the transaction is over, hurry up and leave!"

Xie An knew very well that Lin Yun was pretending to be angry, but in fact he had good intentions in his heart: he didn't want Xie An and his friends to get involved.

Xie An felt that it was obviously unrealistic to convince Lin Yun with words.

Then Xie An said to Zhang Lin, "Brother Zhang, please lend me your sword."

Although Zhang Lin didn't understand how powerful Xie An was, he naturally would not refuse his request. He immediately went to the next yard to get his broadsword and handed it to Xie An.

Xie An took it and handed it to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's pupils shrank, "What do you mean?"

Xie An said: "Brother Lin, your chances of success in the exam are only 20%. It just so happens that I have recently gained some insights in martial arts training, and I would like to ask Brother Lin for some guidance. By the way, I can also see what my chances of success are in the exam."

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes and looked Xie An up and down.

It has a bit of a swordsman's flavor.

Although he knew that Xie An had mastered the knife-pressing technique, he did not think that Xie An was his opponent.

After all, Xie An had only recently mastered the knife-suppressing technique, and in his impression... Xie An was only at the Bronze Skin Realm, so how could he be able to defeat him?

but……

"remarkably brave."

Lin Yun gave a high evaluation, "In that case, I will give you some pointers before you leave."

……

yard.

Snow fell in a gloomy dusk, and only the light from the corridor lamps illuminated the two swordsmen in the courtyard.

Xie An stood on the left with a knife in hand, while Lin Yun stood on the right with a knife in hand.

Eyes facing each other.

Although it was just a passing move, both of them looked very serious and it was obvious that they were going to take it seriously.

In fact, all the people in the martial arts world are more or less obsessed with martial arts.

People who practice martial arts have dignity, and so do the swords in their hands.

Both of them seemed to be gathering their energy and were not in a hurry to take action.

Zhang Lin, Wang Xiang and Liang Zhi stood under the corridor and watched.

For some reason, all three of them were quite nervous. Technically speaking, they were all Xie An's followers. Naturally, they hoped Xie An would win.

However, Lin Yun had served as the chief steward of the Xueling Black Market for many years, and his authority was still there, which put a lot of pressure on the three of them.

"Brother Liang, do you think our boss can win?"

"I think so. Our boss is always cautious. He won't take action unless he is absolutely sure."

"But Deacon Lin is also a cautious person."

"That's true..."

"Then can our boss still win?"

Liang Zhi was annoyed by the questions and glared at Wang Xiang. "Why are you talking so much? Just read on and you'll know."

Wang Xiang said "Oh" and turned to look at the yard.

The cold wind howled, blowing up the long hair of both of them.

Xie An was the first to speak, breaking the silence. "Brother Lin, since we're having a sword fight, why not add some excitement?"

Lin Yun held the knife in his hand, and his heroic spirit spontaneously emanated from him. "Hahaha, Brother Xie, you look very confident. What do you want to win?"

Xie An said slowly, "If I am lucky enough to defeat Brother Lin in a move or two, then Brother Lin will give up the stage and let me do it for you."

Lin Yun smiled, "One or two moves won't do. There's no difference between you and me going on stage, unless you can convince me."

Even when he was about to draw his sword, Lin Yun still remained quite rational.

Xie An was very impressed and said, "Okay. Brother Lin, please draw your sword."

Lin Yun laughed loudly: "Brother Xie, you should draw your sword first. If I draw my sword first, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to do so."

Xie An said, "Brother is the eldest, you go first."

"Okay. Then let me see how powerful your knife-suppressing skills are." Lin Yun did not hesitate. He drew his sword out of its sheath with a loud "clang". He leaped in front of Xie An and slashed him directly with his sword.

The whole movement is smooth and smooth, done in one go.

The speed, force, and angle of the strike were all very precise, as if he was completely blocking Xie An's strike. Zhang Lin and the others watching from the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim in delight at the spectacle.

They were all experienced swordsmen, so they naturally saw the secret of Lin Yun's sword: he completely seized the initiative and suppressed Xie An from all directions. At this moment, Xie An's best strategy was to avoid the sharp edge, step back three steps to dodge, and then choose the right time to draw his sword.

However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations:
Instead of retreating to avoid the attack, Xie An took a step forward and blocked it with his scabbard.

when!
Carrying the sword in the scabbard, one can lift a thousand pounds.

Not only did he easily block Lin Yun's knife, but he also shocked Lin Yun's arm so much that it went numb and his knuckles ached. His entire body couldn't help but retreat three steps.

"How can it be……"

Lin Yun was already a warrior who had reached the Copper Skin Realm, and was only one step away from reaching the Fine Flesh Realm. He had fought with masters who had just entered the Fine Flesh Realm, and even masters of the Fine Flesh Realm were far from as powerful as Xie An!
simply……

Lin Yun suddenly felt something was wrong.

In fact it is.

With this retreat, all the power he had previously accumulated, including the advantages he had seized, collapsed in an instant.

In a duel between masters, victory or defeat lies in the smallest details.

Xie An was like an old hunter who had been lurking for a long time. He immediately seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and pressed a sheathed knife against Lin Yun's neck.

The outcome is decided!
Lin Yun's pupils shrank tightly, and he thought to himself, what a fast knife!

Before he could steady himself, let alone raise his knife to resist, he was restrained!

Xie An's experience and grasp of reality are very accurate and sophisticated.

Eh.

Lin Yun gave an awkward smile. "Xie, brother, you win. But... I'm truly shocked by your strength. If I had been prepared, you might not have been able to defeat me."

The implication is... that I am not convinced.

Xie An did not argue, knowing that it was useless to argue and that facts had to speak for themselves, so he said, "Brother Lin, please step back ten steps."

Ok?
Lin Yun was very curious, but noticing Xie An's determined eyes, he did not ask any more questions. He stepped back, staring at Xie An. Xie An maintained his original posture, with the unsheathed knife still in his hand, motionless.

After retreating ten steps, Lin Yun finally stood firm, his face full of curiosity.

At this moment, Xie An let go of the knife in his hand.

The sheathed knife fell freely, nothing special.

But at the moment the scabbard touched the ground——

Boom!

Suddenly, like thunder, a powerful force erupted, like a mountain torrent bursting through a dam, shaking the snow in the garden. The ground shook violently, and a crack several feet long suddenly appeared.

The scabbard was firmly stuck in the snow, and the exposed half of the blade was still shaking violently with a "buzzing" sound, which was very harsh.

In an instant, everyone in the audience was shocked and their scalps went numb.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it was real.

Gulu!

Lin Yun, who had been in a daze for a long time, finally came to his senses. Although his expression was a little embarrassed, he no longer had any hope of luck: the knife was not unsheathed, and such a powerful momentum had been suppressed from the beginning. If Xie An did not hold back, he would die regardless of whether he seized the initiative or not.

Even without drawing the sword, it was still like this. If it were to be drawn...

He no longer dared to think further.

Thinking back to what he had said before, such as "give Xie An some pointers" and "if I draw my sword first, you won't have another chance to do so," Lin Yun felt incredibly ashamed...

"So, this is the Heavy Mountain Knife's sword-suppressing technique..."

Lin Yun laughed bitterly at himself, and then a sharp light flashed in his eyes:

If Xie An took the stage and wielded the sword in his place, it would really be possible... to come out on top and take the position of the incense master of the Blood Ridge black market.

Although the second deacon under his command suddenly became his immediate superior, this made Lin Yun feel a little embarrassed.

But compared to the overall situation, it is completely insignificant.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Yun no longer hesitated and said, "Thank you, brother, your swordsmanship is majestic and powerful, and your sword-suppressing skills are unpredictable. I, Lin Yun, accept defeat wholeheartedly."

Xie An then pulled out his sword from the ground and bowed to Lin Yun. He instinctively wanted to say "Thank you for letting me do this", but then he felt that it was inappropriate. He changed his words and said, "If it weren't for Brother Wei's teachings and the Jingjin Pills, I wouldn't be able to practice this sword-pressing technique."

Snapped.

Lin Yun walked forward and patted Xie An's shoulder heavily, "You are indeed grateful. Brother Wei was right about you. But I have one last question."

"Brother Lin, please tell me."

"Hong Lie is a master of the Flesh Realm, and he learns the Fuyang Sword Technique. His strength is far superior to mine. Although your sword-suppressing technique can easily defeat me, facing Hong Lie in the Flesh Realm, I'm afraid..."

"To be honest with you, Brother Lin, I have also entered the realm of refined flesh."

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning, and looked Xie An up and down for a long time.

This old man is so terrifying!

Suddenly, Lin Yun seemed to understand a lot of things.

No wonder Xie An, who has always been low-key and cautious, has become active recently.

It turns out that he has such strength as a trump card.

"Good good."

Lin Yun's face flushed with excitement. He suddenly took two steps back and bowed deeply to Xie An. "The future of my Blood Ridge lineage depends entirely on Brother Xie. Tomorrow, I will cheer for you. I look forward to you taking first place. I also look forward to... being able to call you Master Xie!"

(End of this chapter)