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    "Who did you give it to?" When Xiang Shaolong heard this, his chest felt like a heavy punch, his face turned pale, and he asked in a solemn voice.

    "I'm sorry, I can't tell you, Shaolong¡ª¡ª" Tao Fang was shocked, probably because he didn't expect that such a heroic man as Xiang Shaolong could be so affectionate, and sighed.

    "Stop talking. It hasn't been proven that I'm really dead, so you shouldn't give her away." Before Tao Fang could finish his words, Xiang Shaolong's face became angry and he shouted.

    "Shaolong, go to the villa to rest and take a bath first. Let me think of a way for you. The master will meet you in person tomorrow. This is the greatest honor for our warriors. Don't miss the opportunity." Tao Fang's city is extremely deep, even if  Even after being rebuked by Xiang Shaolong in person like this, his face didn't show the slightest emotion, and he still spoke calmly as before.

    Then he waved his hand and summoned several maids to serve Xiang Shaolong, then he got up and left the other courtyard.

    Xiang Shaolong, who was inexplicably irritated, didn't pay attention. He was completely distracted from dealing with the beautiful maid whom he would usually spend his time teasing. He sat blankly in the other courtyard, lost in thought.

    But not long after, he was called back by another quarrel.

    "Mr. Yan, Xiang Shaolong is my guest. It's not good for you to do this." It was Tao Fang's voice.

    When Xiang Shaolong heard the name mentioned in Tao Fang's mouth, his heart was shocked and he couldn't help but become nervous.

    "Tao Fang, this is our Mo family's matter, are you sure you want to get involved?" Yan Ping said in a calm voice.

    Tao Fang frowned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

    Although he is now because of the Wu family.  He is considered to be the number one person in the city, so most people will give him a bit of a thumbs down when facing him.  But it depends on what the matter is, and it is obvious that the internal affairs of this school are not something that a small businessman like him can interfere with.

    "Huh." Seeing Tao Fang's silence, Yan Ping snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to push Tao Fang aside, and led the four or five sword-wielding disciples behind him to strode unceremoniously into the inner room of the other courtyard.

    Seeing this, Tao Fang sighed and followed quickly.

    It¡¯s like this.  The group of people came to the other courtyard and saw Xiang Shaolong who was absentmindedly.

    "Master, that's him." At this time, a disciple behind Yan Ping, wearing sackcloth and barefoot, holding a bronze sword in his hand, said.

    It was the man who was watching at the city gate before.

    "Are you Xiang Shaolong?" Yan Ping narrowed his eyes and looked sharply at Xiang Shaolong, who was trying to remain calm.

    "That's right, I am exactly the same." Xiang Shaolong said softly, "I wonder if you are"

    "This is Mr. Yan Ping, the great master of the Mohist's Hotel in Handan." Tao Fang on the side quickly introduced him.

    "Oh. Mr. Yan, nice to meet you, nice to meet you." Xiang Shaolong stood up, clasped his fists, and said politely.

    "Ma San." Yan Ping suddenly shouted.

    "Disciple is here." The man in bare feet and linen clothes shouted.

    "Try Hero Xiang's skills." Yan Ping ordered.

    "Yes." Ma San agreed, drew his sword and walked to Xiang Shaolong's side.

    "Slowly" Just when Ma San was about to speak out and invite Xiang Shaolong to fight, Tao Fang finally stopped being silent.  He raised his hand and shouted.

    "Huh?" Yan Ping frowned and looked at Tao Fang.

    "Mr. Yan, you only said a few words to ask Mr. Xiang before, but you never said you wanted to take action. This is a bit too much." Tao Fang said with a stern face.

    Although Tao Fang looks a little fat.  But when his face sank, a sense of majesty really emanated from his body.

    "I have heard for a long time that Xiong Yingxiong is very powerful in martial arts. He once fought against horse thieves by himself and bought time for the Wu family warriors to escape. He is not talented at all. He considers himself to be very good at swordsmanship. I wonder if Xiang Yingxiong can be rewarded with a favor. Let me compete with you to prove it.  Is the rumor true?" Before Yan Ping could say anything, Ma San on the side had already cupped his fists towards Xiang Shaolong and said an invitation.

    The tone and words not only happily took the matter of the competition on himself, but also implied the excitement, forcing Xiang Shaolong to the point where he had to make a choice.

    "Obviously, even if the disciples brought by Yan Ping are not good at martial arts, they must be people with sharp ears and eyesight, and they are definitely not ordinary people.

    As a result, Tao Fang had to swallow the next words back in his stomach.

    During the Warring States Period, in order to strengthen the people, private fighting was basically forbidden in the laws of various countries, so fighting and sword fighting were common, and even losing one's life for this was common.  Although this kind of competition can be refused with reasons, the negative reputation it brings is not what most people want, so most of the time, the person being rejectedNo challenger will refuse, even if he knows he is not his opponent

    Looking at the situation in front of him, Xiang Shaolong, knowing that he had no choice, secretly gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

    "good."

    Then he drew out his jet-black wooden sword and walked to the center of the courtyard.  Masan sneered and walked to the opposite side of Xiang Shaolong with his bronze sword in hand.  The others wisely stepped aside to make room for the two of them to fight.

    "Shaolong, change your sword." Looking at the wooden sword in Xiang Shaolong's hand, Tao Fang couldn't help but frown.

    "Don't worry, Mr. Tao, this wooden sword was specially made by the minister. It is not afraid of sharp weapons." Xiang Shaolong said softly.  Then Xiang Shaolong lowered his eyes, his wooden sword lightly touched the ground, as if he were an old monk entering trance.

    "Ma San, be careful." Looking at Xiang Shaolong's performance, Yan Ping's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned to Masan who was opposite Xiang Shaolong and said.

    "I understand, master." Masan responded.

    But having said that, I still have a little bit of contempt for Xiang Shaolong¡¯s performance.  Then, Ma San's eyes lit up, blooming with a cold light, and his body rushed to Xiang Shoulong like a black shadow, stabbing Xiang Shaolong directly under the shoulders and ribs, and he was sure to be cruel.

    As the sword light came closer, Xiang Shaolong took a step back without saying a word. The tip of the sword lifted off the ground and hit the weak spot at the front of Masan's sword light.

    "Clang."

    In an instant, a crisp sound was heard, and the sword light in Ma San's hand immediately rippled away.

    Seeing that he had missed a blow, Ma San's expression changed slightly, and he did not dare to hesitate. He immediately turned his wrist and shook the sword out of the sword flower to protect the middle palace and avoid Xiang Shaolong's possible pursuit. Then he stopped and restarted, attacking Xiang again.  Shaolong attacked.

    Xiang Shaolong pressed lightly with his wooden sword, as if he wanted to attack, but Ma San was immediately frightened and made a move, and the sword light deflected by one point.  Xiang Shaolong's eyes lit up, and the wooden sword in his hand immediately used two changes of moves to attack Masan. Masan did not dare to neglect, and also used two changes of moves to meet him.

    "Block."

    Two crisp sounds immediately echoed in the other courtyard.

    Then Xiang Shaolong circled the wooden sword again, pulling Ma San's long sword out of the middle palace. When it collapsed, Ma San's arm shook, as if he couldn't hold the sword, and he suddenly jumped like a galloping horse.  He approached Masan and bumped into Masan's chest with his shoulder.

    "boom!"

    In the severe pain, Ma San's body flew backwards uncontrollably.

    "I accept the concession." Xiang Shaolong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory. He stood on the spot holding the wooden sword upside down and said with cupped fists.

    "Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, shocking cheers rang in his ears.

    ¡°Pa bang bang¡­¡± Then a burst of crisp applause replaced everyone¡¯s cheers and rang in the courtyard.

    The person applauding was none other than Yan Ping.

    "Xiang Yingxiong is indeed good at martial arts, but it seems that Xiang Yingxiong uses the swordsmanship of our Mo sect." Yan Ping said calmly.  Then he lowered his eyes and fell on the wooden sword in Xiang Shaolong's hand, and continued, "If the book's prediction is correct, it should be the inheritance of our Momen traitor Yuan Zong. But I don't know if he will also pass on the Juzi."  The order is passed to you."

    After saying that, Yan Mu¡¯s sharp eyes were fixed on Xiang Shaolong, not missing any expression on his face.

    "What Ju Zi Ling?" Xiang Shaolong felt a pain in his mouth when he heard Yuan Zong's name, and said pretending to be confused.

    "Although I also believe that Yuan Zong will not hand over the Ju Zi Ling to an outsider. But someone told me that the Ju Zi Ling is in your possession, Xiang Yingxiong, and what that person said should not be wrong, so  I have to treat this book with caution." Yan Ping said quietly after looking at Xiang Shaolong quietly, but in the end he couldn't see anything strange on Xiang Shaolong's face.

    "So Xiang Yingxiong, please let us search your lower body to prove your innocence."

    As he finished speaking, the disciples behind him slowly moved to Xiang Shaolong's side, vaguely surrounding him.

    Xiang Shaolong¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and a stream of white sweat broke out from his vest.

    There is no way, who is it that Ju Ziling is on him at this time? You must know that since he entered the city, he has not had any rest, and does not even have a formal residence. How can he hand over Yuan Zong to him?  The huge child order is buried at will?  Therefore, he must not let Yan Ping's people search his body.

    "Xiang Yingxiong." Tao Fang, who didn't want to get into trouble with a bunch of lunatics like Mo Zhe because of Xiang Shaolong, and also didn't want to lose a talent like Xiang Shaolong, saw this and couldn't help but look at Xiang Shaolong and signaled with his eyes.  He quickly agreed.

    "Sure enough, it's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others." Seeing Tao Fang's eyes, a sense of sadness suddenly rose from the bottom of Xiang Shaolong's heart, making him involuntarily recallCreate a world with sound laws in the 21st century.

    Then, Xiang Shaolong¡¯s eyes fixed and he said loudly, ¡°Thank you Master Tao for your hospitality. I¡¯m sorry that Shaolong has something to do and can¡¯t stay too long. If we are destined to meet again one day, it won¡¯t be too late for us to meet again.¡±

    After saying that, without waiting for Tao Fang to react, he immediately rushed into the air leading to Yan Ping's disciple path and quickly rushed out of the other courtyard.

    "Where are you running!" Yan Ping, who knew that the Ju Zi Ling was on Xiang Shaolong, was still willing to let him go. He immediately shouted loudly, turned into a black dragon, rushed behind Xiang Shaolong, and slashed down with his sword.

    "Poof!"

    A stream of scarlet blood immediately spread into the sky, flashing magnificent colors under the sunlight.

    Xiang Shaolong, who was hit by a sword behind him, gritted his teeth, held back the pain that kept coming from his back, forced his life potential, and rushed out of the other courtyard.

    However, Xiang Shaolong, who had not yet learned the inner breathing skills of the Mohists, was no match for Yan Ping, who had been cultivating inner qi for many years. After a while, he was intercepted by Yan Ping, who had a strong body, on the street.  There were several long and narrow wounds with deep visible bones.
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