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Volume 1 Chapter 9 Sword Showdown

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    The night is as cold as water.

    Fengzhou has been in turmoil recently and strongmen are rampant. Even the most impatient travelers dare not travel at night.

    Woniu Village is a medium-sized village that specializes in farming. It is much more prosperous than a corner place like Qiu Huanquan. There is even an inn with complete facilities in the village.

    ??When people talk too much and have too many idle people, it is easy to cause trouble.

    "A chivalrous person wears a sword, an elegant and noble person wears a sword, and a general and commander wears a sword. You are just a common man in the mountains, how can you be qualified to wear a sword? It is simply a disgrace to us!"

    Looking at the young man wearing a tight-fitting black leather hunting coat in front of him, a young man dressed as a scribe shouted loudly: "Put down the sword! Otherwise, don't blame me, Zhao Zongjie, for being ruthless under the sword!"

    Regardless of whether this person was really capable or not, his shout was quite powerful, and Miao Yuqin was so frightened that she shrank behind Chen Shaobai.

    "Is this guy too idle? Looking for trouble?"

    Chen Shaobai couldn't help but feel a little impatient when he thought that he had just been out for two days and all the trouble started to come.

    He glanced around the hall and saw several young men dressed as scribes looking at him coldly with interest.

    Chen Shaobai smelled the smell of alcohol coming out of Zhao Zongjie's mouth, caught the look in his eyes towards Miao Yuqin, and suddenly felt cold in his heart.

    You can be in the limelight if you want, but if you want to be in the limelight over me, you have to ask the sword in my hand if I agree.

    "Put down the sword!"

    " Completely unaware that Chen Shaobai had silently put his hand on the hilt of the sword, Zhao Zongjie just thought that he was an idiot, so he let out another loud shout, feeling that he was quite powerful.

    He felt increasingly hot in his heart when he looked at Miao Yuqin, who was dressed in sackcloth behind Chen Shaobai but still looked like an immortal transformed into a human being.

    He originally just wanted to have fun gambling with his companions while drinking, but now he took a closer look at the girl, and saw that her long, fine black hair was flowing down her shoulders, her face was tender and delicate, and her eyebrows were a little bright red.  Wanting to turn the lie into reality to win the favor of the beautiful woman, Haodi worked harder and harder.

    "This person is so noisy" Miao Yuqin hid behind Chen Shaobai and said with a wrinkled face.

    She did not deliberately lower her voice when she spoke, so as soon as she said this, Zhao Zongjie also heard it, and his face flushed with anxiety and anger mixed with wine.

    "Swish" he pulled out his sword. Zhao Zongjie's eyes were fixed on Chen Shaobai: "Either throw the sword away or pull it out. You and I will have a sword duel!"

    Looking at Chen Shaobai's bloodless face, Zhao Zongjie subconsciously thought that the other person was just a idiot, so he looked at Miao Yuqin with a hint of ambiguity and dirty eyes.

    In the Shang Kingdom, sword duels were the most intense and direct means of resolving disputes and were sacrosanct. Even if someone accidentally killed someone during the sword show, they would not be held accountable by the Shang Law. At most, they would only have to pay some compensation.  Just money.

    In his opinion, as long as Chen Shaobai is cut down by the sword and a little relationship is established, a weak woman like Miao Yuqin who comes from a poor family will obediently enter his room.

    Zhao Zongjie has connections in Muxi City and is a powerful man in their village. He has done things like this more than once and is very skilled and smooth.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbps out out of his mouth.

    Feeling the smell of alcohol coming towards his face, seeing the state of the other party again, as a man, Chen Shaobai naturally understood what dirty thoughts the other party had in his mind, and the murderous intention in his heart was as surging as the ocean waves.

    Qiang.

    Seeing Chen Shaobai's long sword unsheathed, Zhao Zongjie immediately took the lead and stabbed it before raising the sword. It looked like he was doing it, and his sword made wind.

    But in Chen Shaobai's eyes, this level seemed a bit unsatisfactory.

    "If the sword reaches the eye but cannot reach it, it is all nonsense; if the sword does not reach the foot, it must be a stolen skill."

    "You use this secretly learned move and you still want to take my life?"

    This time Zhao Zongjie used a hanging sword. He used the momentum of the stabbing to lift the sword up and take out the person's lower jaw. Once he was stabbed, it would immediately come out from the back of the head. There was no way that the person who was hit could still have any chance of survival.

    But there is no structure in the coordination between his hands, eyes and steps. Chen Shaobai, who has studied the "Emergency Thunder" sword manual, although his vision is not very good, can still see the strength of the opponent's three-legged cat at a glance.

    This Zhao Zongjie is completely different from Xiong Yingjie and Noriji whom he had dueled with before, but he still has the intention of killing people when he draws his sword.

    After re-confirming the character of the people walking in the world, Chen Shaobai looked calm, pinched his fingers into a sword with one hand, and picked up the dream in the other hand.?Stand straight.

    Clang!

    The blue-red light flashed away, and the sword in Zhao Zongjie's hand was stabbed in the weak point by Meng, and it broke into two halves and flew out diagonally. The half of the sword scraped the scalp of a drinker, and after picking up a few strands of long hair,  It was inserted deeply into the mud wall of the inn.

    "I give up! I give up!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Blood splattered everywhere, and broken arms flew across the air.

    "The bronze sword is still a bit heavy, and the scale is not easy to grasp. It requires more learning and practice."

    Chen Shaobai's sword was originally aimed at the fatal part of Zhao Zongjie's heart, but he never thought that after a blow, it would deviate from the track and fall on the opponent's shoulder. He suddenly felt a pity in his heart.

    Since the opponent has already called out to surrender, he can no longer pursue him and kill him.

    Otherwise, many bystanders in this inn will become witnesses of his imprisonment.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The sword flashed again, and a hole was suddenly carved out of Zhao Zongjie's trousers. An ugly stick fell to the ground, and his lower body was bleeding instantly.

    "There is no way for misfortune to come, but for people to bring it upon themselves. This Zhao Zongjie had nothing to do but wanted to gain limelight by suppressing others. He wanted to steal someone's wife. Not only did he break his arm in vain, but he also lost the lifeblood of the man.

    The fishy smell of blood gave the small inn a bit of a ferocious feel.

    The owner of this inn was obviously used to seeing bloody sword duels. Hearing the sound of swords clashing, he just turned his head and glanced at Zhao Zongjie's broken arm and body. After making some arrangements, he lowered his head and continued reading.  There are already some years of ledgers.

    As for the drunkard who gambled with Zhao Zongjie before, his head was almost torn off by the broken sword that he had just thrown away. When he saw his companion not only turned into a eunuch, but also lost his promising future, he suddenly felt sad that a rabbit had died and his face was as pale as gold paper.  .

    Chen Shaobai saw that these people had completely lost their courage and could no longer pose any threat to him. However, considering the safety of his fianc¨¦e, he only booked a private room.

    In sword duels in the Shang Kingdom, the winner could take away all the belongings of the loser except clothes, so Chen Shaobai unceremoniously plundered all the belongings from Zhao Zongjie.

    "But apart from the broken sword of acceptable workmanship, Zhao Zongjie only had two or three taels of silver on him. Chen Shaobai only thought that the other party was not doing well so he chose to go out and make a living, so he didn't take it to heart.

    "Xiao Miao, let's go."

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    Half an hour later.

    "You'd better not fight swords with others in the future, right? Your physical condition won't allow it."

    Miao Yuqin gently wiped Chen Shaobai's face with a hot towel, looked at his pale face, and suggested with some pity.

    "You are my woman, and I will protect you for the rest of my life. If anyone has any dirty thoughts towards you, they should ask the sword in my hand if they agree."

    "What if the sword breaks?"

    "If the sword breaks, I will transform myself into a sword and protect you forever."

    Although Chen Shaobai¡¯s face was bloodless, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

    Hearing this, Miao Yuqin felt happy in her heart, and the blush between her brows seemed to become clearer and clearer.

    "You will say nice things to coax me."

    Chen Shaobai smiled and shook his head, closed the window, pointed to the well-made bed and said: "It's getting late, you should rest first."

    ¡°When I get tired from practicing later, I¡¯ll sleep on the bench, just in time to exercise my alertness.¡±

    Miao Yuqin¡¯s hand that was rubbing the hot towel stiffened.

    After a while, she blushed and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "Let's share the same bed today."

    "What?"

    Chen Shaobai has clearly heard what Miao Yuqin said, but he just can't believe it.

    Having lived together for more than ten years, Chen Shaobai knows Miao Yuqin¡¯s character better than anyone else.

    Although she is usually gentle and obedient to his words, she is extraordinarily persistent in some aspects.  Although the two of them live together, they have never kissed, let alone a relationship between a man and a woman.

    "Let's share the same bed today. The bench is cold and hard, which hurts the body." Miao Yuqin raised the volume a little, but the sound was still as quiet as a mosquito.

    Although she deliberately kept her tone light, Chen Shaobai could still hear a hint of nervousness and shame in her trembling voice.

    Looking at Miao Yuqin's face as white as a shelled egg with a trace of blush floating on it, Chen Shaobai raised the corners of his mouth with an ambiguous look: "Okay, you go to sleep first, and I will practice my sword again."?¡±

    Miao Yuqin hurriedly finished washing her hands. She only had time to take off the outermost layer of coarse linen clothes, then she got into the bed like a frightened deer and curled up.

    Although her movements were very fast, Chen Shaobai still keenly caught the hint of pink on her fragrant shoulders. He couldn't help but feel excited and his body gradually became hot.

    He suddenly felt that the coarse linen clothes not only did not play any decorative role, but actually covered up Miao Yuqin's beauty a lot, and the clothes he was used to seeing became an eyesore.

    "You have been with me all these years, but Xiaomiao has suffered a lot. Girls of this age should wear the most beautiful clothes and eat the most delicious food."

    ¡°She must not be allowed to suffer any more in the future.¡±

    The love and pity in his heart strengthened Chen Shaobai's belief in pursuing power, and his desire gradually calmed down.

    He slowly drew out Mengde¡¯s sword and waved it slowly and silently in the room.

    An hour later, Chen Shaobai felt that he was very familiar with this newly acquired heavy bronze sword, and suddenly he had the feeling that he had been with him for many years. Although he had not reached the point where he could use his fingers like an arm, he would no longer be in the awkward position of stabbing sideways.  .

    If someone provokes him like Zhao Zongjie, the end result will be nothing more than death.

    After practicing the sword, Chen Shaobai's blood surged all over his body and flowed to his limbs. Although he didn't sweat, his complexion gradually became rosy.

    The beating of the heart became more powerful.

    Feeling that his body was much more relaxed as if it had been coated with lubricant, Chen Shaobai was not only not happy, but instead frowned slightly, with a cold and arrogant arc at the corner of his mouth.

    "Chen Wei, you are also in Muxi City, right? I will definitely settle this grudge with you slowly."

    That day at Qiu Huanquan, Chen Wei suddenly took action and exploded Chen Shaobai's heart. Although he had Qi therapy to repair it, it also left indelible sequelae.

    The damaged heart vessels and insufficient blood pumping made him often look pale, like an overindulged playboy.  This is an elusive meridian injury. Even though the Qi therapy is extremely mysterious, it cannot be cured.

    As for why this kind of sequelae only broke out after a month, Chen Shaobai didn't know, and he didn't bother to investigate.

    Because he knows how to repair flaws.

    "It is recorded in "Emergency Thunder" that when you practice swordsmanship to the point of magical power and enter the realm of a swordsman wielding a sword in all directions, you can cooperate with your heart practice to transport Qi and blood, so as to nourish and repair the meridians."

    Chen Shaobai¡¯s swordsmanship has just started now. Even though his understanding of swordsmanship is extremely amazing and his aptitude is superb, he cannot achieve it overnight.

    This requires long-term practice to accumulate, and it also requires competing with masters to increase knowledge and experience.

    Slowly putting the sword back into the dark blue sharkskin sheath, Chen Shaobai took off his clothes and looked at Miao Yuqin who was curled up like a baby. He gently lifted up the sheets

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