Twenty-Four Bridge Fans

Author: Chi Longying

Twenty-Four Bridge Fans

The star-catching platform is brightly lit tonight.

Play the dragon flute, beat the drum, sing with white teeth, and dance with a slim waist.

The young heroes had wandered through the streets and admired the flowers during the day, and now they all crowded into the star-catching platform to participate in or watch Miss Sikong's contest to recruit a bride.

The hall in the middle of the star-catching platform has long been cleared out, covered with a thick Persian red carpet, and hundreds of glazed palace lanterns hung there.

On top of the red carpet, there is a three-foot-high and one-foot-wide arena. The arena is made of thick wood and is strong and reliable.

In the middle of the arena, a big red hydrangea was nailed, with four big characters hanging from the hydrangea - "Competition to recruit a bride".

Sikong Qianruo stood on the ring with an expressionless face, and the big black gold spear was stuck straight on the edge of the ring.

Although he looks repulsive to people thousands of miles away, he can't stop the appearance of hundreds of flowers and the posture of a fairy, which tightly attracts the attention of the young heroes.

Especially the Duan brothers.

The eldest son of the Duan family gently shook his folding fan, but he couldn't shake the heat in his eyes.

The thought of marrying this beautiful young lady home soon made the eldest son feel very itchy.

However, the second young master has been studying martial arts in Xueyun City for many years, and he had a feeling that tonight's martial arts contest would not go smoothly.

He reminded in a low voice: "Brother, I will deal with the challengers ahead, you take action last."

"No need, it's a good idea if you win the lady by yourself."

The eldest son Duan jumped onto the ring and shouted loudly: "I am Duan Yi from the Duan family in Jiangnan. I sincerely seek to marry Miss Sikong. Anyone who wants to challenge me can come forward."

Qianruo curled her lips, held the big black gold gun and fired it, then flew up to the third floor of the star-catching platform and stood together with Yin Qingxia.

"Aunt Xia, where is Senior Brother Luo?"

"He is still at the gambling table. There are a few Hu businessmen from the Western Regions tonight who are very rich. Don't worry, wait until Luo Mingxuan beats them."

"you?"

Qianruo couldn't believe it. Which was more important, gambling, or her life-long event?

"Let them fight for a while, until you and I fight to the death."

Yin Qingxia looked at the ring happily. At this time, a young sword-wielding young man had jumped up.

"The heir of the Crazy Sword Peng family is here, do you like him?"

Qian Ruo immediately felt sick when she saw the black mole on the man's cheek, which was the size of a copper coin.

"Aunt Xia!"

"I'm teasing you~"

Although the Peng family is a second-rate family in the world, they are famous for their crazy swords.

Crazy sword, as the name suggests, looks like a mad tiger, moving forward without leaving any way for oneself to fall back. It is a sword technique that puts oneself in danger and survives.

Unfortunately, the Duan family is not just showy.

The Duan family has two special skills, Hidden Water Technique and Twenty-Four Bridge Fan.

Hidden Water Technique, which controls water and turns water into force, is an extremely feminine and flexible mental method that is hard to guard against.

Soon, Crazy Dao was splashed all over his head and face by the water dragon summoned by Duan Yi, and fell down like a drowned rat.

"Who else?"

Duan Yi showed off his unique martial arts, which immediately shocked many young heroes who were eager to try it.

Using Qi to control objects can only be done by strong men above the realm of freedom.

Although the Star Reaching Platform is crowded with people, among the unmarried people under the age of thirty, not many have reached the first level, let alone the fourth level.

As a result, the young men who originally had a sense of luck stepped aside one after another.

The arena actually became deserted.

Qianruo kept looking outside the door, but unfortunately, the person she was looking forward to never came.

Luo Mingxuan did not show up either.

Qianruo was a little desperate. She bit her red lips and secretly made up her mind:

If she really fights against the eldest son of the Duan family in the end, she will definitely try her best and will not marry even if she dies in the ring.

At this moment, a bright figure rushed to the ring: "I will challenge."

The Star Reaching Platform immediately became excited, and many people recognized him:

"He's the young hero in red who made it to the fifteenth floor of Tongten Pavilion!"

"His name is Lei Wujie, Lei Wujie from Leimen."

"He is very strong and can definitely defeat Duan Heng!"

Lei Wujie smiled and raised his hands to the audience: "It's you, Lei Wujie from Leimen."

Duan Yi's face turned gloomy. He didn't expect Lei Wujie to come. He was a difficult opponent.

With a brushing sound, Duan Yi unfolded the folding fan, revealing the painting on the fan.

The Twenty-Four Bridge Fan is a token that represents the inheritance of the head of the Duan family.

The Twenty-Four Bridge Fan is even more of a weapon. On the front of the fan are Bridge Twenty-Three, Mingyue, Qingfeng, Anping, Wind and Rain, Flowers...

There is only one bridge on the back, called Duan.

There is a hidden weapon hidden on each bridge. There are twenty-three bridges and twenty-three kinds of hidden weapons.

Only breaking represents death, which is an unavoidable killing weapon in the sky and on earth.

"Let's take action."

Lei Wujie drew out the Killing Sword from his back: "Teach me the Duan Family's twenty-four bridges."

The Leimen and the Duan family are both in the south of the Yangtze River. It is said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and the two sides have long been at odds with each other. However, the Duan family has always been suppressed by the Leimen, so they decided to go to Xueyun City.

Duan Yi folded his fan and a pink neon cloud suddenly appeared above the ring.

It looks like light smoke, lingering around Lei Wujie.

Yin Qingxia frowned: "Shizhang Ruanhong, this poison enters the body and can make a person's true energy disperse, and it will take twelve hours to recover."

As an old rival, Lei Wujie obviously knows the details of the Duan family.

He touched the Killing Sword, and his internal energy penetrated, and countless tongues of fire suddenly shot out from the sword.

The sword intent carried fierce flames, swallowing ten feet of soft red in an instant.

Yin Qingxia nodded: "As expected of the rising generation of Leimen."

Duan Yi flipped the folding fan again, and on the second bridge, a torrent of rain hit Lei Wujie.

Yin Qingxia's face became solemn: "Zhuishui, this is mountain marrow extracted from the depths of the earth's veins. It will burn when exposed to fire. Lei Wujie can no longer use the Killing Sword, or even the firearms of Leimen."

Qianruo was anxious: "What should we do?"

However, Lei Wujie fell on his back and shrank his whole body under the ring, leaving only his toes hanging on the shaft of Qianruo's black gold spear.

The turbid water fell into the air and spilled onto the ring, instantly burning several small holes in the thick wood.

"What a powerful Zhuoshui. Duan Yi also has twenty-two hidden weapons. Lei Wujie can't defeat him."

While Yin Qingxia was talking, she saw Duan Yi release the third bridge again, this time it was the wind.

The wind in the willows does not blow cold on my face.

Lei Wujie really didn't feel the chill, because this wind bridge was colorless, odorless and invisible.

But he fell down, his whole body was limp, and he could no longer raise any strength.

Duan Yi curled his lips and said with a sneer: "I thought the Lei family produced some extraordinary talents, but that's all."

"The wind in the willows is indeed scary, but it is just a gust of wind."

Xiao Han stepped on the clouds, floated to the ring, and picked up Lei Wujie.

"Who are you?"

"Xiao Han, an unknown person."

"You have a reputation for being self-aware."

Xiao Han carried Lei Wujie off the ring, took out a pill from his personal bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

I took another look at Sikong Qianruo on the third floor. She was looking at the door absentmindedly, as if waiting for someone.

Xiao Han felt a slight pain in his heart, and just as he was about to go on stage, he heard a loud shout: "I just made a few bets, and I came a little late. Do you think we have no one in Xueyun City?"

A man wearing a big gambling sign jumped onto the ring and tossed a few dice up and down in his hand.

Before Duan Yi could speak, he shouted to the third floor:

"Junior Sister Sikong, I didn't come here voluntarily. My master forced me to come. She said you promised to give her an expensive gift."

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!