Who says those who retire at the speed of light are not heroes?

Challengers came one after another, but none of them could last more than an incense stick of time against Lin Cheng. Lin Cheng was very serious, although there was no need for him to be serious. The swordsmanship of these younger generations of the Ji family was far inferior to that of Ji Zhezhi.

The last person to walk onto the stage was Qin Wulin.

Qin Wulin was holding a long sword in his hand. He glanced at the audience. All eyes were focused on him at the moment. Naturally, everyone hoped that he would win. After all, he was the one from the paradise, and they had grown up together. Lin Cheng was an outsider after all, and everything was unknown.

The audience was very noisy at the moment. After all, six people had already lost, but Lin Cheng still acted nonchalant. Qin Wulin glanced at the audience and heard several of his good friends shouting to beat him up. He smiled helplessly, cleared his throat and motioned for them to be quiet.

"You all know that I have liked Ji Zhezhi since I was a child."

"But Ji Zhezhi doesn't like me, and you all know that." Qin Wulin paused, "You can't force feelings. It's a good thing that Ji Zhezhi has someone she likes. Now that she has someone she likes, I don't have to like her anymore. Those who have a crush on me can tell me quietly."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Qin Wulin scratched his head and said, "But we can't let the eldest daughter of the Ji family be married off for nothing, right? So... Lin Cheng, if you want to marry Ji Zhezhi, you have to get past me first."

"I'm ready."

"Then... please teach me." Qin Wulin suppressed all his emotions, and the long sword in his hand burned with a blazing flame.

He had already comprehended the tenth level of the Sun-Breaking Sword Technique, and the trajectory of each sword strike was perfect. Lin Cheng tightly grasped the sword in his hand, dodging and drawing the sword calmly.

The audience was particularly lively at this moment, and the atmosphere of the competition was pushed to a climax.

Lin Cheng was very serious. He showed everyone his understanding of the Ji family swordsmanship. Many Ji family elders in the audience were a little surprised when they saw the trajectory of Lin Cheng's sword. They began to speculate in their hearts, if they could make such a sword move? The victory or defeat was already determined in their minds.

After a stick of incense burned out, Qin Wulin's blade opened and closed wildly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He smiled at Lin Cheng, "So you didn't lie to me."

"Ah."

"The last knife." Qin Wulin held the knife with both hands.

Lin Cheng remained motionless and responded calmly. When the blade came in front of him, he raised his sword to block it. The tip of the sword touched the blade, and all the power of the sword was removed. Although he took two steps back, he seized that moment of gap and pointed the sword directly at Qin Wulin's chest, staying half an inch in front of his chest.

Qin Wulin came to his senses and realized that the winner had been decided.

"I lost." He lowered his head, admitted it frankly, and put away the knife.

"Concession."

Qin Wulin waved his hand, "You are indeed better than me."

The audience was completely silent. Qin Wulin slowly walked off the stage. He looked at the audience and raised his head. "I didn't let you win. I just couldn't win. There was nothing I could do."

Lin Cheng put away his sword and looked towards the stage, in a daze for a moment. Ji Qingpu was just about to go on stage and announce that he would attend the wedding banquet in two days, but at this moment a figure suddenly ran onto the stage.

She was wearing a fiery red long dress, and the ribbons tied at the hem of her skirt fluttered with her steps.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with disbelief, her hands were shaking slightly, and her face was full of grievance, "You, why are you both getting married?"

"Why... are you here too?" Lin Cheng looked at Qin Wutong who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I wanted to hang out with you guys a couple of days ago, but I found out that you and Ji Zhezhi weren't there. Then I remembered that Ji Zhezhi was going back, but she brought you back with her. I just arrived this morning, but, why are you getting married?"

Qin Wutong's eyes were red.

The audience was stunned at this moment. The conversation between the two fell into everyone's ears, and some people had already noticed that Qin Wutong's eyes were slightly red.

Ji Zhezhi suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The silly roe deer was the biggest variable in her plan, so she tried to delay the silly roe deer for a while, but the silly roe deer still came back. But now that the silly roe deer appeared here, if she said something without thinking again, her plan would fail.

Lin Cheng looked at Qin Wutong in front of him, put away his sword first, and said softly, "I'll explain it to you later. There are a lot of people watching us now."

"I don't want it..." Qin Wutong's voice was filled with tears, "I want to hear it now..."

The audience became a little confused for a while.

Lin Cheng's voice became much softer. He walked closer to Qin Wutong and lowered his voice, "Be good and listen to me, okay? Ji Zhezhi and I will explain it to you clearly."

Qin Wutong looked at him aggrievedly, but she had long been accustomed to listening to Lin Cheng, because she had always been silly in the past, and what Lin Cheng said was always right, so she lowered her head, said "oh", and walked off the stage with Lin Cheng spinelessly.

Ji Zhezhi in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

272 Just now

This martial arts competition to win a bride has officially ended here.

Lin Cheng and Qin Wutong came to the stage. He was suddenly surprised to find that the guy in the Ji family who was responsible for distributing invitations had a thick stack of invitations in his hands, and the names on the invitations had already been written. The gold-plated invitations had the names Lin Cheng and Ji Zhezhi written on them, but he had only been in Paradise for a few days.

The invitations had been prepared long ago, and everything was within Ji Zhezhi's expectations.

Lin Cheng laughed. Even though he already knew it, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

The crowd had stood up and walked towards Ji Qingpu to congratulate him. The Ji family's ancestral house suddenly became a little crowded. Ji Zhezhi's eyes were fixed on Lin Cheng and Qin Wutong, but she watched them gradually blend into the crowd and lost track of them. She stood up and wanted to look for them, but the elders of the Qin family also came to her, with some regret in their eyes, but they also congratulated her sincerely and asked about her future husband. Ji Zhezhi was too lazy to deal with it, but out of courtesy, she couldn't get away.

At this moment, Lin Cheng and Qin Wutong had already arrived at the street. There was a big osmanthus tree planted in the box. The climate in this paradise was much colder than the outside world, and the fragrance of osmanthus was long gone. Lin Cheng looked at Qin Wutong's bright red dress. The red color really suited her, setting off her enchanting figure, like a burning red lotus, but her eyes were always pure and sincere.

Before Lin Cheng could speak, Qin Wutong had already reached out and put her hand on his shoulder. He was pressed under the tree by Qin Wutong. Qin Wutong leaned close to him and was clearly questioning him, but her voice sounded extremely aggrieved. "Why are you getting married all of a sudden?"

She came very close, with a faint fragrance on her body. Lin Cheng looked at her pure black pupils and explained slowly, "Because Ji Zhezhi's wedding date is approaching, she doesn't want to marry your brother, so she asked me to come back and marry her. After that, no one will force us to get married."

"You, you agreed?"

"Ah."

"What about me?" Qin Wutong tightened her grip on his shoulders, "What should I do?"

"Ok?"

"They also wanted to force me to get married. I escaped and came to find you, but you didn't even say a word and just wanted to marry her. What should I do in the future? Why didn't I think of marrying you? She is so despicable!"

"Zhezhi said that your family dotes on you and won't push you too hard."

"Her family also dotes on her. As long as she wants to get married, she will never have to. Her grandparents love her very much, and what her father says is the final word in the Ji family, and no one disobeys."

Lin Cheng was a little dazed for a moment.

But now that things have come to this, Lin Cheng could only smile helplessly, "But I've already agreed. It's too late to regret it now."

"Wouldn't it be better to cancel the engagement?"

"Idiot." Lin Cheng gently took Qin Wutong's hand off his shoulder. "If I cancel the engagement, where will Ji Zhezhi's face be?"

Lin Cheng suddenly had an epiphany.

Since when did he become part of the conspiracy? Ji Zhezhi knew that he would understand the truth sooner or later, but she also expected that he would not want to let her face be lost in the eyes of everyone in the Utopia. Thinking of this, Lin Cheng laughed dumbly.

"How can we...get married..." Qin Wutong felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and her eyes turned red again.

At this moment, the slender and plump girl looked like a fragile little girl, which made people inexplicably want to protect her. Lin Cheng moved forward, gently hugged her in his arms, and patted her back. "Okay, okay, it's just a marriage title, and nothing will happen."

"No, you have to offer tea after the wedding, and you have to call her parents dad and mom. After drinking the wedding wine, you have to have a bridal chamber..."

"We won't have a wedding night." Lin Cheng's voice was gentle, "Ji Zhezhi didn't want to have a wedding night with me either, she just wanted to have more freedom under the name of marriage."

"From now on, I won't believe a single word Ji Zhezhi says." Qin Wutong's voice was faint, "Promise me."

"What's the guarantee?"

"Promise you won't sleep with her."

"Okay, okay, I promise."

Lin Cheng agreed sincerely. He gently stroked Qin Wutong's dark hair and said, "Okay, okay. Actually, nothing will change."

Qin Wutong still felt aggrieved.

"You guys bully people... and you didn't even tell me about this..."

Lin Cheng could only stroke her hair gently, unable to say anything else. After a while, Qin Wutong finally broke free from his arms. She looked at Lin Cheng dimly, "I thought you were just here to play with her... I wanted to come back and treat you to a drink."

"Isn't it still not too late now?"

"Then let's go. I'll take you to see my father and mother."

"it is good."

Lin Cheng followed Qin Wutong.

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Lin Cheng was brought to the Qin family by Qin Wutong.

Many people saw Lin Cheng in the Ji family's ancestral home today. Seeing him following Qin Wutong, many people were curious. Everyone greeted Qin Wutong when they saw her. Some people even asked how Qin Wutong knew him. Qin Wutong glared at them and put her arm around Lin Cheng's shoulders, "He was also my good brother who I went through life and death with when I was in the outside world."

Qin Wutong's parents were still at Ji's house, but Qin Wulin had returned early. Looking at Qin Wutong and Lin Cheng beside her, Qin Wutong smiled, "Brother."

Qin Wulin looked at Qin Wutong and asked, "Why is he here too?"

"Come visit our home. He is the Siming I told you about before. He has saved my life several times." Qin Wutong's face was full of smiles. Qin Wulin understood now. He looked at Lin Cheng and sighed helplessly, "So it's you."

Lin Cheng didn't know what to say. Qin Wulin was so open and honest in today's competition. It was really hard to dislike such a person. Qin Wulin walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder. "Thank you for taking care of my sister in the past."

"It should."

"Congratulations on your marriage to Ji Zhezhi. That's great. As long as she likes you, that's good. It doesn't matter to me. Don't take it personally. We can have a couple more drinks then."

"it is good."

Qin Wutong suddenly thought of something at this moment, "Brother, let me tell you something interesting."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to compete with him in swordsmanship?"

Qin Wulin was stunned, then smiled helplessly, "His swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but I won't lose in terms of knife skills."

"Lin Cheng, show me your skills."

"..."

Qin Wulin looked surprised. He looked at Lin Cheng and smiled gently, "Practice?"

"Row."

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Half an hour later.

"Practice again." An expression of disbelief emerged on Qin Wulin's face. Lin Cheng nodded slightly, held the knife that Qin Wutong threw to him, and demonstrated the tenth level of the Qin family's swordsmanship to him again.

"Damn it, how did you learn your knife and sword skills?"

"After looking at the sword and knife manuals, I found that the first thing I learned was actually the knife method."

"Silly girl." Qin Wulin sighed helplessly, "Our Qin family is different from the Ji family. Because of the Ji family's patriarch, many family rules are not so strict. But in our Qin family, we still believe in the old ancestors' rules. The swordsmanship cannot be passed on casually. Don't let the Qin family know that you know the Qin family swordsmanship, otherwise there will be trouble."

Lin Cheng was about to nod, but at this moment a somewhat old voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

"I've already seen it."

The three of them looked in the direction of the source of the gaze. Standing at the gate of the courtyard was an energetic old man in black. Qin Wutong's eyes lit up and he ran to him, "Grandpa."

But the old man looked at Qin Wutong seriously, "Who told you to spread the sword technique?!"

The sweet smile on Qin Wutong's face disappeared, and she said in a wronged voice, "At that time, I showed him the sword technique for an hour, and he learned it all after watching it for an hour. It wasn't me who taught him."

"What did you say?"

"Well... I showed it to him for an hour..."

Perhaps because she had grown up under the majesty of her grandfather, Qin Wutong's voice was much softer at this moment. At this moment, the old man turned his gaze to Lin Cheng, "You... have learned the Qin family swordsmanship after watching for an hour?"

Lin Cheng hesitated for a moment and answered softly, "Well, Qin Wutong didn't think I could learn it at that time. It's not her fault. I promise that I will never pass on the Qin family's swordsmanship to anyone else. I owe the Qin family a favor. If there is any need for me in the future, I will do my best to make up for it."

The atmosphere seemed to become a little serious at this moment, and Qin Wulin also tried to smooth things over, "Grandpa, times are different now. Besides, this person will soon become a member of the Ji family. We are all part of the Utopia, and we are all considered a family..."

But at this moment, the old man's eyes were only on Lin Cheng, without blinking. Lin Cheng stood there quietly, waiting for the old man to continue speaking. The old man took a step forward, "Let me see...how much have you learned?"

Lin Cheng had no choice but to hold the long sword tightly in his hand. The old man snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt your life. Use all the Qin family sword techniques you know, and don't teach them to outsiders in the future. I can let this matter go."

Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and the old man in front of him had already stepped forward. Although he was a little hunched, he swung his sword with great efficiency. Lin Cheng also quickly fought back, dismantling every move of the old man. From the first level to the tenth level of the Qin family swordsmanship, he was particularly proficient in them all. The strength used by the old man was equal to his, so he was not at a disadvantage at all.

But soon, the old man used a new trick.

The sword that was swung down in front of him seemed ordinary, but Lin Cheng could clearly sense that the energy in this space was resonating with the old man's energy core, which gave him a particularly familiar feeling. This was the eleventh level of the Ji family's swordsmanship.

Lin Cheng followed suit, and in an instant, he swung the same knife.

The two long swords collided at this moment, with the same force. The old man's eyes widened, "This move is not in the sword manual. When did you learn it?"

"Just now……"

Lin Cheng answered weakly.

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