Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 17

Sword formulas are also divided into grades, from low to high: ordinary grade, earth grade, heaven grade, lore, secret, and divine skill.

Mu Qingli asked in amazement: "Is someone like King An the King of Swords?"

Nuan Qiu found that her expression didn't change a bit when she talked about King An, and she couldn't help thinking that maybe the young lady had really forgotten her infatuation with King An, and such a result was the best.Thinking of happiness in his heart, he smiled softly and replied: "Yes, Wang An is a famous genius in the Eastern Song Dynasty, and now he is only the third-rank sword king."

Mu Qingli didn't hide his disdain, and said with a light smile: "Just like him, he can be regarded as a sword king. His foot is not stable, and his swordsmanship is blunt. When it comes to real fighting, he will die with one move."

Nuan Qiu and the others felt a little awkward when they heard this, and they looked at Mu Qingli with strange eyes.

Mu Qingli asked inexplicably: "What do you mean by such eyes?"

Nuan Qiu coughed lightly, shook her head and said with a smile: "This servant just thinks what Miss said makes sense."

How could Mu Qingli fail to guess such a change in her? She probably thought that Mu Qingli back then might not know anything about swordsmanship.With a nonchalant smile, he asked himself, "What level am I now?"

Nuan Qiu said softly: "Miss's old-fashioned spirit already has the ability of a fifth-rank great swordsman..."

A flash of surprise flashed in Mu Qingli's eyes. With Mu Qingli's character at the time, the antiquity of a 14-year-old fifth-rank great swordsman was a bit weird. In this way, she could be considered quite a genius.

Embarrassment flashed across Nuan Qiu's eyes, and he continued helplessly: "But Miss is a little bit against swordsmanship, so she can only reach the level of a first-rank swordsman. In actual combat... even a first-rank swordsman can't beat it."

Mu Qingli heard the strangeness, the corners of his mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "Can't beat a first-rank swordsman? Even if he uses chopping, with the ancient spirit of a fifth-rank great swordsman, he can directly knock people away, right?"

Nuan Qiu blinked, and said softly: "Miss doesn't like to see blood, and she feels powerless when she sees someone fighting with a sword."

Don't like blood?Powerless after a battle?

Mu Qingli was completely speechless.This temperament is too useless, has the qualifications of a genius, but does not have the character of a genius, isn't it obvious that people are jealous and bullied?
Seeing her gloomy expression, Nuan Qiu couldn't help comforting her: "Miss, don't be sad. If you really overcome all this, you will become an unparalleled sword master and an existence like a great general."

Mu Qingli chuckled, seeing the confidence in Nuan Qiu's eyes, and immediately thought of her weird birthmark, could it have something to do with that birthmark?Frivolous and calm flashed in the glazed eyes, Mu Qingli pursed his lips and said with a faint smile: "That's for sure."

Even without the birthmark, she still has this confidence because she is Mu Qingli.The number one genius of the Shushan Sword School in China, Mu Qingli who has integrated the entire ancient Chinese martial arts swordsmanship into his body.The master once said that she is a born swordsman, as long as she has an opportunity, she can break through the bottleneck and become a unique figure in the history of Shushan Sword School.

Unfortunately, all this was shattered in the hands of her only trust.

At this time, in this world where swordsmanship is paramount, she has more time and experience to break through.

Looking at Mu Qingli at this time, Nuan Qiu and Han Chun suddenly felt that the dazzling beauty was not because of her beautiful face, but because of the natural charm emanating from her whole body, which made people convinced.Those black glazed pupils shone with brilliance like peach blossoms, sublimated by the heat, coupled with a faint smile on the lips, calm and beautiful.

"Miss has really changed." Han Chun said suddenly.

Mu Qingli turned her head and smiled at her, and said with a smile, "Isn't it better to change?"

Han Chun was silent for a while, and finally said a word: "Okay."

Mu Qingli nodded in satisfaction.

Songrui Academy is the Royal Academy of the Eastern Song Dynasty, which is dedicated to teaching the royal family and the powerful, and everyone who can come to study here is of extraordinary status.

Jun Ronglin, who was dressed in a luxurious purple brocade robe, dismounted from his horse, his clothes fluttered, and he wore a jade crown on his head, walking in a dignified manner, and the women passing by all looked secretly and whispered admiration.

Liu Mingxuan was wearing a blue-gray robe, and just got off his horse. When he looked up, he saw him coming. He handed over the horse to the servants beside him to lead him away. He waved and shouted with a smile: "King An."

Jun Ronglin saw his figure at a glance, walked over with a smile, walked side by side with him, and chatted: "I heard that you have gained some new insights these days, will you discuss with him later?"

Lian Mingxuan shook his head again and again, and said helplessly: "I think it's better to forget it. You are a third-rank sword king, and I am only a fifth-rank great sword master. I am not your opponent at all."

"Isn't it enough for me to suppress the ancient energy to the fifth-rank great sword master?" Jun Ronglin laughed and said casually.

Liu Mingxuan smiled casually and didn't answer. After walking these few steps, he suddenly looked up and saw the carriage driving in front of him.But seeing that this carriage is luxurious and unique, with carved sandalwood, embroidered curtain beads, and BMW horse, it is the carriage of the Second Miss of the Pingkang Mansion.Liu Mingxuan turned his head and saw a gentle smile on Jun Ronglin's face, and he joked, "Isn't this the second lady from the Pingkanghou Mansion. Hey, why is Tang Shou the one driving the carriage?"

After Jun Ronglin followed him, he saw that the driver was not Tang Shou, who was supposed to be by Mu Qingli's side?Thinking of Mu Qingli, Jun Ronglin's complexion couldn't help turning dark, and he frowned unhappy and said, "Could it be that Mu Qingli and Wei'er came to school together today?"

Liu Mingxuan pushed his shoulder, and jokingly said with a smile: "Don't forget that Mu Qingli is your fiancee, and you actually called her sister so affectionately by her name, isn't that embarrassing for her? ?”

"Embarrassed? I just want her to be embarrassed, ignorant and nympho. Wei'er has suffered so much from her." Jun Ronglin said bluntly, with disgust and anger in his eyes.Seeing that the carriage was approaching, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand to block the path of the carriage.Without even looking at Tang Shou, he opened his mouth and said softly into the carriage, "Wei'er, get out of the carriage and go with me."

"There is no Wei'er here, you stopped the wrong person." A lazy voice came from the carriage.

Jun Ronglin's complexion changed. He was so familiar with this voice that he couldn't be more familiar with it, but he had never heard such a tone.With anger in his eyes, like the scorching sun, Jun Ronglin asked coldly: "Why are you in Wei'er's carriage, and you are venting your anger on Wei'er again?"

(End of this chapter)