Chapter 85 The Qingyi Gang Arrives
At night, the breeze was blowing.
Ye Long left.
He did not return to the martial arts hall, but went to the Martial Arts Alliance, where he publicized the competition three months later.
As a master of four qi and blood, and the owner of a martial arts hall, he had many friends in the Martial Arts Alliance.
Many newcomers in the Martial Arts Alliance had been instructed by him.
His influence was no less than Qi Hai, and even stronger.
"Everyone, listen carefully!"
Ye Long sat in the lobby of the Martial Arts Alliance and laughed loudly.
"After three months, my eldest disciple and my youngest disciple Qi Xiuliang will have a competition. They will attack and defend. When the time comes, please come and watch!"
"Master Ye, didn't Qi Xiuliang agree to be your disciple?" Song Zhong asked.
"I have already acquiesced. It doesn't matter whether he agrees or not!"
"This..."
Song Zhong shut up silently and stopped talking.
The other martial artists around him were also accustomed to Ye Long's temper and let him say whatever he wanted.
After he publicized it, the news spread quickly.
Soon, the news reached Qi Hai's ears.
"Humph! A competition in three months? I'm afraid it will be a big joke!"
He snorted coldly and didn't care much.
Xu Hua said cautiously on the side: "Master, just in case..."
"Nothing can happen, practice your sword well!"
"Oh oh."
Xu Hua didn't dare to say anything more and lowered his head.
Deep in the Black Sword Martial Arts Hall, in a courtyard, the owner Qi Hong stood with his hands behind his back.
Next to him, the manager Wang Luo was telling him the news.
"Master, did Chu Liang really get a good sword technique?" Wang Luo was a little worried. Although he knew that this was probably false, he was really afraid of the possibility!
What if that sword technique is better than "Sinking Water Sword"?
"Sinking Water Sword" is the signature of the Black Sword Martial Arts Hall. If even the signature is not as good as the sword technique of a swordsman, it will inevitably be laughed at.
"Why are you in such a hurry? We'll know in three months."
The owner Qi Hong said to Wang Luo without changing his expression, "Go to Qiu Dao Martial Arts Hall and return all the silver that Qi Xiuliang spent on learning martial arts over the years, and convey to him the apology of my Black Sword Martial Arts Hall."
"Yes, I'll go now."
Wang Luo turned and left.
He went to Qiu Dao Martial Arts Hall, found Qi Xiuliang, and returned a total of more than 1,000 taels of silver to him.
Qi Xiuliang didn't want it, but Wang Luo said that this was the owner's intention, and if he didn't accept it, he would look down on the owner.
He had to accept it.
With this money, he will be able to walk more smoothly in the future.
"Xiao Qi, practice well. If you really have good swordsmanship, you must practice it to a great extent!"
Wang Luo patted Qi Xiuliang on the shoulder to encourage him.
He smiled and said, "I really want to see Master Qi Hai kneeling down."
"Brother Wang, I will try my best."
"Well, just try your best, and don't push yourself too hard."
After that, Wang Luo left.
Qi Xiuliang held more than 1,000 taels of silver and looked at the direction where Wang Luo left. He couldn't calm down for a long time.
He returned to the martial arts hall and sat in his room for a while, but he couldn't calm down.
So he found Chu Liang who was practicing sword and invited him: "Brother Chu, how about you and I spar?"
"Okay, that's what I mean!"
Chu Liang smiled and accepted the invitation.
He changed into the ordinary horizontal sword issued by the martial arts hall, suppressing his own strength to the appearance of two qi and blood.
And Qi Xiuliang also changed to an ordinary long sword.
Then, Chu Liang's figure flashed, like a ghost under the moonlight, and instantly appeared in front of Qi Xiuliang, raised his hand and slashed, as fast as thunder!
With a swish, the blade was there!
Qi Xiuliang was secretly surprised. He didn't expect the sword to be so fast. He quickly changed his moves and blocked it dangerously.
Clang!
The swords collided, and the sound was crisp.
Next, Chu Liang kept attacking, using the three knives of "fierce", "fast" and "strange", and changing the three knives into countless knives, sometimes fast and sometimes dangerous, with continuous and unpredictable knife moves.
Qi Xiuliang was beaten so hard that he cried out in pain, and could only defend himself without any power to fight back.
This was not a sparring match, it was clearly a beating!
What he didn't know was that not long after the fight, Chu Liang suppressed his own strength again, overwhelmed the strength of about a stream of blood, and controlled his own speed and strength.
If he hadn't suppressed it, Qi Xiuliang would have been defeated now.
"Dang——!"
Another collision.
The swords collided, and Chu Liang flew backwards with the force, landing steadily more than ten meters away.
With a smile on his face, he sheathed the knife and said with a smile: "Brother Qi, I'm tired of fighting, how about we stop here today?"
"Okay, let's stop here!"
Qi Xiuliang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face turned pale.
He looked at Chu Liang and found that Chu Liang had not sweated a drop, and his breath was much more stable than his, not like he had just fought.
"Brother Chu, how much strength did you use?" Qi Xiuliang couldn't help but ask, he knew that Chu Liang had been holding back and not using his full strength.
"70%." Chu Liang said with a smile.
"Really 70%?"
"Maybe less, I can't say for sure, 60% is also possible."
"..."
In fact, Chu Liang estimated that he may have used less than 10% of his strength.
It was too easy.
Qi Xiuliang was good at defense, if it was someone else, it would only be worse than him.
He sighed silently, put away his sword, and after so many fights, he realized the gap between the two sides.
"Don't be discouraged."
Chu Liang smiled and comforted: "When you learn the "Songzhu Sword Technique", your strength will definitely improve greatly. Maybe you can defeat a warrior with three qi and blood with two qi and blood."
"Thank you, Brother Chu."
"You're welcome."
Chu Liang hung his sword on the wall beside him and went to get some tea.
He was about to drink tea and chat with Qi Xiuliang when a voice suddenly sounded outside the yard: "Chu Liang, the people from the Qingyi Gang are here. Come with me."
"Master?"
Chu Liang's expression moved slightly. He naturally recognized the voice.
He opened the gate.
Outside the yard, Master Li Ren was dressed in black, with an upright figure and a steady aura. He looked like a sword that had not been unsheathed.
"Master." Chu Liang bowed.
"Well, follow me."
Li Ren turned around and walked in front.
Chu Liang followed behind him.
Then Li Ren said, "The Qingyi Gang has been investigating that incident recently. You should know that they have ruled out most of the targets, leaving only you and some targets on the black market."
"I know." Chu Liang said.
"You are quite powerful. If you are not careful, it is normal to kill those more than ten people." Li Ren would not treat Chu Liang as an ordinary person. He knew that Chu Liang must have a lot of hidden strength.
But he would not dig deep.
Having hidden strength is a good thing. It is a kind of trump card.
When necessary, the more trump cards, the better.
"The Qingyi Gang has made a big move this time. Many people have come." Li Ren continued, "but they are all local chickens and pottery dogs, just to create momentum! You don't need to say more, just deny it."
"Yes!"
The two were moving fast, and the gate was already in sight.
Outside the gate, torches were burning, illuminating the long street outside the martial arts hall.
As the owner Li Ren said, the Qingyi Gang had a big formation this time, with hundreds of people coming.
They were dressed in green, holding a torch in one hand and a sword in the other, and they all looked cold, surrounding the gate of the martial arts hall.
Inside the hall, the three masters were all there, as were some disciples with good strength.
The two sides were confronting each other, and the atmosphere was quite tense.
It seemed that if one of them was not careful, the two sides would fight.
"Whoosh--"
The night wind was stronger, icy and piercing, and it blew with a whistling sound.
Li Ren and Chu Liang passed many disciples, stepped out of the door, and walked between the two sides.
Before the Green Clothes Gang made any move, Li Ren suddenly spoke.
He looked indifferent, ignoring the hundreds of Green Clothes Gang disciples, and turned to Chu Liang and said, "Don't be nervous, just answer casually. The Green Clothes Gang leader dare not attack my martial arts hall. He is also a swordsman with good strength, but if he dares to draw his sword against me... I win, he dies!"