Chapter 153 “Discussion” (3900 votes plus update)

Chapter 153 “Discussion” (3900 votes plus update)

Meng Qi gnawed on the chicken leg and felt that Hua Tiange's sad face was too obvious. As the leader of a sect and an experienced master in the world, he actually showed such a sad face on his fiftieth birthday in front of most heroes from all over the world. , where has the city’s self-cultivation gone?

It is normal for people to be unable to control their expressions when encountering something shocking or unbelievable when they are unprepared. However, the challenge made by the Qinshan Sword Sect was an agreement made three years ago, so Hua Tiange would be worried. You should be worried a long time ago, why do you act like a fool or a newcomer to the world? This kind of behavior is not like the old Jianghu?

Moreover, they are only competing for the temporary management rights of the strange stones outside the world. They are not completely lost. There is still a chance to get them back in three years. It is like losing a relative.

"This time Zengxian Sect is the same as the Qinshan Sword Sect last time. They have gained a lot from the strange stones outside the world and created several new sets of martial arts. However, the sword skills and sword skills have not yet been perfected, and the disciples have not had time to master them. The odds of winning are slim. No wonder the Hua Sect Master is so worried that his hair has turned a lot gray. "Wu Qinxin sighed, who wouldn't yearn for the strange rocks in the world, the various sects and heroes in the "three mountains and four rivers"? There are big sects and aristocratic families behind the Qinmen Sect and the Qinshan Sword Sect, so they can only join in the fun and not rob them face to face.

A short old man at the banquet said with a smile: "Since getting the strange stone from heaven, the gray hair of the Hua Sect Master has become more and more gray every day. It's really enviable."

Of course I have to be envious. I have devoted all my energy to understand martial arts from strange rocks in the sky and feel the breath of ancient gods. How can I not expend energy and become prosperous early?

Shangguan Han let out a soft sigh: "Hua Lun isn't here?"

He didn't know half of the disciples accompanying Hua Tiange, but that didn't stop him from discovering that Hua Lun was not there. After all, Hua Lun was also a well-known master in the mountains and rivers.

"Hualun isn't here..." Meng Qi frowned slightly. Something was wrong. Maybe Hua Tiange's sad look was due to something else.

As a vassal of the Zhenyi Sect affiliated with the Zhenwu Sect, Meng Qi naturally had a favorable impression of the Zengxian Sect than the Qinshan Sword Sect, and subconsciously took their stand.

However, if he loses, he will only lose the temporary management power for three years. Meng Qi has no intention of helping, and besides, he has no name.

"Is it possible that Hua Lun is afraid?" At the banquet, a man carrying a mace said gloatingly.

Because it was a flowing banquet, Hua Tiange did not stop martial arts people who were not on good terms with his sect from attending, and they did not come to have a banquet. They simply came to join in the fun because they heard that the Zengxian sect could lose very high. Be happy.

"Hua Lun is really a direct descendant of the sect. He won't lose even if he loses. Even if he feels that the chance of victory is slim, he will not shrink from the battle. Besides, if he loses to Huang Yun and Huang Shaoxia, who can laugh at him?" Wu Qinxin feels that Hua Lun is unlikely. He doesn't know how to fight, and with so many mountains and rivers, except for a few heads of the clan, who can say that he will definitely win against Huang Yun? How normal is it to lose to him.

Meng Qi listened to them discussing this matter with a spirit of gossip. At the same time, he did not relax and enjoy the delicious food. Zengxianmen occupies nearby fields, and has mines and medicinal fields in the mountains. He is generous and hires a very good cook. The fat chicken completely exudes the fresh aroma of chicken. It is tender and smooth, better than all kinds of seasonings, and you can't stop mouthing.

"Brother Meng, you can see the strange rocks in the sky soon." Wu Qinxin did not ignore his "companion".

Meng Qi held the chicken in his mouth, his mouth full of oil. He was speechless and could only nod lightly.

Others at the table laughed dumbly, shook their heads, and regarded Meng Qi as an idle man who came here to eat and drink with Wu Qinxin.

Wu Qinxin frowned. Brother Meng must have been too involved in eating. Everyone came here mainly to watch the battle and join in the fun, not to have a banquet... Shangguan Han smiled, and his judgment was indeed correct.

Hua Tiange walked up to the top with several elders and disciples, and coughed softly: "You good men come to congratulate me on my birthday. I am very grateful..."

After a bunch of polite words, he sighed: "As you all know, the Qinshan Sword Sect is scheduled to come today to fulfill the three-year agreement. Please don't take offense if there is any interruption."

Everyone immediately expressed that they didn't mind. Except for those people close to Zengxian Sect, who didn't come to watch the competition?

Hua Tiange took out a package from his sleeve and placed it on the empty banquet table above him: "This is a strange stone from heaven, please all witness it together."

The heroes in the martial arts world held their breaths and stared intently at Hua Tiange unwrapping the package, hoping to understand the peerless martial arts from a distance.

Meng Qi picked up the fish with chopsticks, and the salty taste filled his mouth, and he cast his gaze over it.

The package was slowly unwrapped, revealing a black stone the size of a fist inside. It looked ordinary, but if you look at it carefully, you will have a feeling that a terrifying beast is sealed inside, which will shake your mind.

"The pressure of the gods..." Meng Qi is no stranger to this. He can simulate it himself, and it is blocked by black stones. This kind of pressure is vague and difficult to feel in detail.

"It is truly a rare stone from the heavens..." Wu Qinxin murmured as if she was lost in thought.

The veins in Shangguan Han's hand holding the bamboo chopsticks were clearly visible. His eyes were completely attracted by the strange stone in the sky, and he wanted to snatch it away and study it carefully.

"Tsk, except for the blood of the gods, the strange stones from the sky are also extraordinary. They can isolate most of the pressure of the gods and are good materials for refining weapons." Meng Qi sighed secretly. He could think of it with his toes and added this piece of the sky. The strange stone artifacts should be able to protect against spiritual stimulation and weaken mental attacks.

Hua Tiange showed the strange stone to everyone to show that he had nothing to hide. This made the hall quiet, and everyone watched with bated breath.

Before he put down the stone, hearty laughter rang out from the gate: "Master Hua is really a trustworthy person. He took out the strange stone early. I admire him."

Meng Qi followed the crowd and turned to look around, and saw about ten more people standing by the door. The one walking at the front was a gray-haired old man with a slim appearance, wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword, and with an airy temperament.

"'Suifeng Sword' Ning Jidao." Wu Qinxin introduced the "outsider" Meng Qi in a low voice.

Meng Qi nodded lightly, glanced at Ning Jidao's wooden scabbard, and then looked at the two young men beside him. One of them had a crown, a broad robe, long sleeves, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and hands like jade. There was an arrogant look on his face. The other young man was in his early twenties. He had an ordinary appearance and a gentle smile, which seemed a bit chic. He was holding a long sword with a shark skin scabbard in his hand.

"'Feiyun Sword' Huang Shaoxia..." Wu Qinxin looked at the young man with a gentle smile and said, her eyes were shining, which made Shangguan Han very unhappy.

"Who is the other one?" Meng Qi felt that the other person's aura was no worse than Huang Yun.

Shangguan Han frowned and said, "I don't know."

Wu Qinxin also shook her head, indicating that she didn't recognize him either. She pointed at the two young swordsmen behind Huang Yun and said: "'Jinghong Sword' Luo Qiusheng, 'Tasman Sword' Tao Kang, they are called Huang Shaoxia together." "Three Swords of Qinshan", but most of the fame was earned by Huang Shaoxia, and they are all in the realm of the Four Apertures. "

She looked down upon Luo Qiusheng and Tao Kang, thinking that they only gained their current fame because of Huang Yun.

Never heard of it... Meng Qi curled his lips.

"Master Ning came on time, who is this distinguished guest?" Hua Tiange obviously did not recognize the arrogant and elegant young man.

Ning Jidao introduced with a smile: "This is Mr. Zhang Zhihui, a member of the Huijun lineage of the Zhang family in Longnan. He is known as the 'Fire Yang Divine Palm' in the world."

It turns out that he is a descendant of a branch of the Zhang family in Longnan. No wonder he has a bit of arrogance from the family, Meng Qi suddenly thought.

"It turns out to be the 'Fire Sun Divine Palm'. Rumor has it that he is only a few seconds away from being on the list of people. If he opens his seven orifices, he will definitely be able to enter!" Wu Qinxin said in a fuss.

Shangguan Han and everyone else at the banquet frowned: "Did Zhang from Longnan directly send someone here?"

Zhang Zhihui politely congratulated Hua Tiange on his birthday, and finally said: "I have been here for a long time. I heard that Huang Xiandi was going to compete with your son, so I came here to have a look. I have no other intention."

Hua Tiange nodded and said with a wry smile: "Please forgive me. The dog went out the day before yesterday and has not returned yet. I am very worried."

"Hua Shaoxia hasn't returned yet?" Ning Jidao frowned slightly, "Which three disciples did Master Hua send to the battle?"

Everyone was disappointed. Could it be that they couldn't see the battle between the experts they were looking forward to? Did Hua Lun really have no regard for his face and run away from the battle?

Before Hua Tiange took it back, Huang Yun smiled gently and said: "If Hua Shaoxia doesn't go out to fight, the inferior sect will win without force. It's better to do this. The competition time will be postponed for three days to show our respect. If after three days, Hua The young hero hasn’t returned yet, so Master Hua will appoint another disciple, okay?”

Hua Tiange didn't expect Huang Yun to be so reasonable and looked at Ning Jidao in shock.

Ning Jidao pondered and smiled, "Yoon'er's opinion is my opinion."

"That's very good, that's very good." Hua Tiange said with some gratitude. He originally planned to add another disciple.

The heroes at the banquets everywhere were even more disappointed. Not only were there no masters competing, but even the competition took three days, so it was a waste of time. Meng Qi had the same idea as them, and it was not a big deal to watch the fun.

Suddenly, the hall was a little noisy.

Huang Yun looked around and smiled: "Master Hua Sect, all the heroes have been waiting for a long time. If we disperse like this, it will inevitably hurt their enthusiasm. How about three disciples of our sect randomly select a few heroes to compete with each other?" Guidance is for everyone’s benefit.”

Hua Tiange's face suddenly turned ugly. This was a prestige, and Huang Yun could have chosen his own disciples. He would slap him first and then slap him again three days later.

"Huang Shaoxia is really impressed!" Many people watching the excitement cheered.

Hua Tiange thought about the fact that he had just received a favor from Huang Yun, and now he would be criticized if he turned against him, and the guests were in high spirits, so he smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Huang is indeed considerate of people's hearts. Please send your disciples to give guidance."

Huang Yun glanced at "Jinghong Sword" Luo Qiusheng and told him to leave.

Standing with his sword in hand, the cold and thin Luo Qiusheng, who had a fleshless face, walked to the specially reserved place for the competition in the center of the banquet, raised his hands and said, "Junior, please give me some advice from Brother Hu."

Sure enough... Hua Tiange's heart sank. The Brother Hu mentioned by Luo Qiusheng was the disciple of an elder from the Zengxian Sect and one of the three people scheduled to fight.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the disciple surnamed Hu could not refuse, and went out to fight with his sword. The swords on both sides were dazzling, and they tried their best to change themselves, and the sound of clanging was constant.

"Good swordsmanship!" Wu Qinxin, Shangguan Han and others all praised. It was obvious that their swordsmanship was extraordinary in their eyes.

Meng Qi looked at it with great interest and murmured softly: "Five flaws, six flaws, three flaws..."

He couldn't wait to get off the field and practice.

When the fight was in full swing, Luo Qiusheng knocked away the disciple named Hu's long sword with one strike, causing him to stumble back and bump into the banquet where Meng Qi and others were sitting.

Meng Qi swung his long sword to stop him from knocking over the delicious food.

Everyone's eyes turned over and saw Meng Qi with a chicken leg in his mouth. His current image was like a firefly in the dark night, unusually "outstanding".

Oops, not posing properly! Meng Qi secretly "regrets".

"I accept." The disciple named Hu said with shame.

Luo Qiusheng looked back at Huang Yun and saw him nodding slightly, so he changed his target and no longer challenged the Zengxian disciples to avoid being too deliberate. He looked at it and pointed at the "outstanding" Meng Qi: "This Young heroes, would you like to have a discussion?"

"Me?" Meng Qi put down the chicken leg bone and pointed at his nose. A small sword fight shouldn't reveal his identity...

Luo Qiusheng squeezed out a smile on his expressionless face: "Of course, everyone will wait until they click."

Meng Qi took out his handkerchief, wiped his mouth and hands leisurely, then threw the handkerchief on the banquet and looked at Luo Qiusheng with a bright smile:

"Then I won't be polite."