Three days later, as expected, a matchmaker came to ask for a message. Murong Jie gave a reply according to Su Wangting's wishes. The matchmaker didn't say much, took the message and left.
Unexpectedly, Cuiyougu sent the matchmaker over again overnight and fully agreed to the Murong family's request.
Three days later, a dozen carriages loaded with betrothal gifts stopped at the door of Murong's house, and Ge Song arrived with Zhao Ling'an and several disciples as promised.
Judging from this posture, he didn't take the three-move deal seriously at all, and he just wanted to hire him directly.
Murong Jie came out to greet them personally, laughed and exchanged greetings with Ge Song, and then led them to the largest courtyard of his house.
The courtyard had already been prepared, and all the family members were neatly lined up in a line. Behind the line were the female members of the Murong family, and of course Murong Yunxiu was among them.
I saw a young man in red shirt standing in the center of the courtyard holding a knife in one hand, staring at Zhao Ling'an and others who walked into the courtyard with bright eyes.
Although the man in the red shirt looks young, it can be seen from his slightly bulging temples that his internal strength is not weak.
It is Murong Jie's eldest nephew and the strongest swordsman in the Murong family today, Murong Xiao.
Zhao Ling'an walked to the opposite side of Murong Xiao gracefully, clasped his fists and said: "My disciple, Zhao Ling'an, is the disciple of Elder Ge Song in Xia Cui You Valley. It is a happy event to come to your house to propose marriage. It is not appropriate to use knives or guns. You can follow the three moves proposed by your house.
In order to marry a beautiful woman, I have no choice but to offend."
Murong Xiao snorted coldly and said: "If you want to marry a girl from my Murong family, how can you do it without checking her suitability? But, I have some ugly words ahead of me. If you fail to win me over with these three moves, then you can leave with the betrothal gift."
Go and ruin this marriage!"
Zhao Lingan nodded and said: "I understand. In other words, if I can defeat you with three moves, then I, Zhao, will be the son-in-law of the Murong family of Jin Dao?"
Murong Xiao sneered and nodded slightly.
At this time, Ge Song said with a smile: "Since it is a happy event, the two of you should discuss it until the point is reached. You must not hurt each other."
Zhao Lingan cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, I will obey my master's orders."
After saying that, Zhao Lingan put away the fake smile on his face, took two steps back, lifted up the double scabbards on his waist with his left hand, and looked at Murong Xiao with a cold light in his eyes.
"Brother Murong, please show mercy."
Murong Xiao looked at the weapons on his opponent's waist and said in a deep voice: "Your weapons in Cuiyougu are twin swords, with the long sword focusing on offense and the short sword focusing on defense. I heard that your swordsmanship emphasizes the integration of offense and defense. Thanks to
The reason for holding two weapons is that while the short sword blocks the opponent's moves, the long sword often pierces the opponent's body. Although the moves are simple and unpretentious, they are very direct and cruel."
Zhao Lingan raised a smile and nodded: "It seems that Brother Murong has some understanding of our Cuiyou Valley's swordsmanship. Yes, our Cuiyou Valley's Holy Spirit Swordsmanship focuses on subduing the opponent at the minimum cost and in the shortest time.
, but please rest assured, Brother Murong, I will not kill you rashly."
"brush!"
Murong Xiao took out his big sword with a ring head and made a wave of it: "Huh, thank you very much."
Zhao Lingan smiled and said: "I have also heard that the family sword technique of your house is the Canglang Poyue Sword Technique from Tieshan Temple. Although the monks in Tieshan Temple are compassionate and most do not use swords, this set of sword techniques is
It opens and closes widely, its moves are ferocious, and it is good at pursuing and attacking. Once it is enveloped in the sword's power, it will be difficult to escape."
Murong Xiao slowly made a sword move and sneered: "As long as you have heard of it, then you should be careful!"
Zhao Lingan slowly pulled out his two swords, held the dagger in his left hand across his chest, and pointed the long sword directly at the opponent in his right hand. He still had a relaxed smile on his face and said leisurely: "Brother Murong, please."
"excuse me!"
Murong Xiao shouted loudly, and rushed out fiercely, taking the big knife in his hand directly to the opponent's left shoulder, his movements were extremely fast!
But what surprised everyone in the hospital was that when faced with the powerful and heavy blow from the sword, Zhao Lingan not only did not dodge, but instead rushed towards Murong Xiao!!
"Ding!"
Sparks flying!
The dagger held up the broadsword.
And the long sword was already placed on Murong Xiao's neck!
While defending, Zhao Lingan also completed the attack.
If this had happened in actual combat, Murong Xiao would have died.
"Haha, Brother Murong, accept!" Zhao Lingan put down his sword and took two steps back, "I think I have completed the agreement of three moves, right?"
Murong Xiao stood there blankly, his face ashen.
What an amazing efficiency!
In just one moment, attack and defense are completed at the same time!
Three moves?
One move can tell the winner!
At this time, Murong Xiao began to admire him from the bottom of his heart.
There is indeed a reason why the four major martial arts sects have been able to stand firm for thousands of years in the bloody martial arts world.
With the sect's unique skills that have been tested for thousands of years of fighting, it is no wonder that the disciples of the four famous sects do not take the local aristocratic families in their eyes.
Murong Xiao sighed and looked at Murong Jie with a ashamed face.
Murong Jie looked at Su Wangting who was among the generals at a loss.
And Su Wangting was dozing off...
At this time, Ge Song laughed and said: "Hahaha, Zhao Ling'an passed the test of the three-move agreement. How about it? Mr. Murong, can you accept our betrothal gift?"
"this……"
Murong Jie hesitated and couldn't speak.
"What? Do you want to break the contract?" Ge Song's face darkened.
"Don't embarrass my dad!!"
Murong Yunxiu stood up and glared at Zhao Lingan with a pair of almond eyes.
"Zhao Ling'an, let me ask you, why do you insist on marrying me!?"
Zhao Lingan was startled when he heard this, and said in a low voice with a embarrassed face: "Miss Murong is stunningly beautiful. Who doesn't want to marry..."
Murong Yunxiu gritted her silver teeth: "That is to say, you married me just for my face!?"
Zhao Ling'an took a deep breath, nodded fiercely and said: "Yes! We have never met each other. If I say that I admire the girl's character, that would be a lie! It is naturally because of the girl's beauty!"
"Okay! What you say is honest enough!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yunxiu took out a sharp dagger from his arms.
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Not to mention scratching your own face!!
In an instant, I saw blood dripping from her pretty face, and a deep gash ran across her left cheek!
"you!!"
Zhao Lingan was dumbfounded and staggered back a few steps.
The female members of the Murong family gathered around, crying and shouting to invite the doctor quickly.
If a young woman disfigures her appearance, it is tantamount to committing suicide.
Not to mention whether anyone is willing to marry him, even going out is a problem.
Murong Yunxiu's strong temper is evident!
At this time, Murong Yunxiu pushed away the family members, stared at Zhao Lingan with a ferocious face, and shouted: "What should I do now?? I have lost my beauty now, do you still want to marry me!?"
Zhao Lingan looked at his master at a loss.
Ge Song was obviously shocked by the sudden situation in front of him. He was stunned for a long time, shook his head, and sighed: "The matter is now over, you decide for yourself."
When Murong Jie saw that his beloved daughter was forced to be disfigured, he collapsed. He pointed at Zhao Lingan and roared: "Now you have to marry me even if you don't want to marry me! If my girl can't get married, I will fight for the money of the Murong family."
I’ll give you a piece of meat!!”
Zhao Lingan's chest heaved violently. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't marry!!"
"Hahaha..." Murong Yunxiu looked up to the sky and laughed, blood spilled down his cheeks, "All men in the world are the same, they are just rotten skinbags who covet all the beauties in the world!!"
Ge Song snorted coldly, waved his sleeves at Zhao Lingan, and shouted: "Let's go!!"
Murong Jie couldn't help but rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Ling'an: "You can't leave!! My daughter has been forced to this point, you must be responsible to the end!!"
Zhao Lingan's fierce look appeared and he said coldly: "I'm not responsible, so what?"
"you……"
"Let go." Zhao Lingan held on to the hilt of the sword at his waist, "Don't force me to kill someone."
Murong Jie had no choice but to let go.
How can a mere local aristocratic family have the confidence to question a famous sect?
Killing yourself is no different to them than killing an ant. Who dares to pursue it?
"snort!"
Zhao Lingan sneered and followed Ge Song towards the courtyard gate.
But the courtyard door was blocked by a figure standing lazily.
Su Wangting.
"Get out of the way!" Zhao Ling'an shouted impatiently.
"No."
Zhao Lingan took a step forward: "Looking for death??"
Su Wangting shook his head: "I don't want to die."
"Then get out of here!!"
"Won't roll away."
Zhao Lingan raised his eyebrows: "Are you really tired of living?"
Su Wangting pointed at Murong Yunxiu: "Marry her away."
Zhao Lingan slowly drew out his long sword: "It seems that you are indeed tired of living."
Su Wangting shook the silver spear in his hand: "Practice? It just so happens that I haven't used a spear to compete with anyone for many years."
Zhao Lingan's eyes flashed fiercely: "Sparring? If you block the way again, I will only kill you."
Su Wangting walked to the center of the courtyard minding his own business and waved to Zhao Ling'an: "Come here."
Seeing that a mere general of the Murong family dared to provoke him, Zhao Lingan looked at Ge Song with a puzzled face.
Ge Song also seemed to be interested, nodded slightly, and agreed with his apprentice to try this person's skills.
Su Wangting pointed at Murong Yunxiu again: "I win, you marry her."
“I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is!”
Zhao Lingan pulled out another dagger, and the two swords danced together like sword flowers, and the soles of his feet flew towards Su Wangting.
Logically speaking, the Su family's Fengming marksmanship is completely unable to compete with the famous secret skills, and the fate should be the same as Murong Xiao's.
But Su Wangting is not Murong Xiao.
After the two exchanged only more than ten moves, just when Zhao Lingan was surprised that this man's marksmanship was so sharp, the tip of the silver spear was already pressed into his throat.
Murong Jie and other generals were stunned.
This Xu Yishi is actually so skilled??
The proud disciple of Cuiyou Valley was defeated in just a dozen moves??
"You lost." Su Wangting said calmly.
Zhao Lingan stared down at the silver gun in his throat, dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Who...are you?"
Su Wangting took back his spear and repeated: "You, marry her."
"Impossible!!" Zhao Ling'an suddenly launched another offensive!
"Clang!"
The long sword fell to the ground and was swept away by the silver spear.
"boom!"
The gun barrel hit his knee.
Zhao Lingan groaned and knelt down on one knee.
Zhao Ling'an endured the severe pain in his knees, raised his head and asked again: "Who are you?! With such skills and internal strength, it is impossible to succumb to the disciples of a local noble family!!"
Su Wangting repeated expressionlessly: "Marry her and go."
Zhao Lingan spat and said fiercely: "If you have the guts, kill me! If you don't kill me, then I will leave!! I can't marry a disfigured woman!!"
Su Wangting frowned and said in a deep voice: "She was disfigured by you, which is almost equivalent to being forced to death by you. If you don't marry her now, you will kill her last vestige of life. If you kill her way of life,
Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
"presumptuous!!"
At this time, several of Zhao Lingan's junior disciples all pulled out their swords and tried to rush towards Su Wangting.
"slow!!"
Ge Song suddenly stretched out his hand to block several disciples, staring closely at Su Wangting's face.
"This face of yours...seems like I've seen it somewhere before?"
"Huh?" Su Wangting looked at Ge Song and studied his face.
The last time he stood outside the main hall, Su Wangting didn't look at the other party carefully, but this time he looked at him carefully, and his heart skipped a beat!
I have indeed seen this person!!
When the three masters gathered in the Su Family Courtyard that day, Ge Song was standing behind the master of Cuiyougu!
Ge Song took two steps forward, stared at Su Wangting and muttered: "I've seen it before, I must have seen it..."
Su Wangting was sweating coldly.
"What's your name?" Ge Song looked suspicious.
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"This righteous man is my benefactor, his name is Xu Jiangsheng!" Murong Jie bravely stood in front of Su Wangting, "You... you go, my Murong family considers itself unlucky!!"
"Xu Jiangsheng?" Ge Song raised a sinister smile on his lips.
Su Wangting knew that his secret was about to be exposed.
"Okay..." Su Wangting sighed and threw away the spear in his hand, "Have you remembered?"
Ge Song pointed his fingers at Su Wangting, as if his name was about to blurt out.
"Haven't you remembered yet?" Su Wangting took off his general's gown, revealing the narrow-sheathed long sword at his waist.
"I remembered!!! It's you!!!"
Ge Song yelled and took a few steps back.
"Ling An, come behind me quickly!! This person is dangerous!!!"
Zhao Lingan looked up at Su Wangting blankly, wondering why his master was panicking.
Murong Jie and others also looked confused.
Su Wangting glanced at Zhao Lingan and spread his hands: "Your master is calling you."
Zhao Lingan did not dare to disobey his master's orders, so he limped behind Ge Song and asked, "Master, who is this person?"
Ge Song's eyes gleamed and he said in a deep voice: "This person is the second young master of the Su family, a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River, Su Wangting!!"
"What!?" Zhao Ling'an was shocked, "It's the jade-faced demon sword on the Jianghu reward order, Su Wangting??"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the courtyard.
Murong Jie's face turned pale and he stared blankly at Su Wangting: "Yi...yishi, you..."
Su Wangting patted Murong Jie on the shoulder: "Do you believe in this name that I don't know, or do you believe in my character?"
Murong Jie nodded: "I believe you!"
Su Wangting showed a faint smile: "Then what are you afraid of? Hurry up and send Miss Murong back to her room to bandage her wounds. After I finish dealing with them, I will find a way to help Miss Murong remove the scar."
Seeing that someone was taking care of the crisis for him, Murong Jie turned from surprise to joy and hurriedly ordered someone to help the young lady back to her room.
Murong Yunxiu, whose face was covered with blood, stopped when he passed by Su Wangting, grabbed his sleeve and whispered softly: "I knew you must not be an ordinary person."
Su Wangting sighed heavily and shook his head: "You are too hot-tempered."
"I said that if I am not the one I love, I would rather die than marry. Even if I have been disfigured."
After saying that, Murong Yunxiu left from the side door with the help of the maid.
Su Wangting opened his arms to Ge Song and said loudly: "Okay, now that my identity has been discovered by you, what next? Do you want the white jade piece on my body?"
Zhao Ling'an rushed to speak: "It is only safe that those three volumes of strange scriptures belong to our famous and upright sect. Otherwise, if they fall into the hands of evil people like you and Nie Yunfei, the world of Jiuzhou will surely suffer a great disaster!!"
Su Wangting snorted and said calmly: "My white jade pieces are given away."
Zhao Lingan shouted: "You are a liar!! How can you be willing to give away such a treasure!!"
"Don't be impulsive!!" Ge Song held down Zhao Lingan's arm, "This man once killed three of Tianlan's Seven Shows with one move. Even Qiu Bufeng didn't dare to do anything rashly."
"But Master, the opportunity is right in front of you, why don't you let him go?"
"I didn't say I was leaving." Su Wangting walked slowly in front of Ge Song, as if he was not afraid of the people in Cuiyou Valley, "Let's not talk about the Nine Chapters of Tianji. How are you going to solve the Murong family matter?"
Ge Song nervously glanced at the long knife at his waist: "What do you want?"
"Miss Murong just said that even if she is disfigured, she will not look down on you. Forget it, you can go and keep the betrothal gift as an apology."
Zhao Ling'an was furious: "Bastard!! No matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the attack from a few of us!!"
Ge Song hurriedly held down Zhao Ling'an's hand that was about to draw the sword: "This man's sword is very fast! Qiu Bufeng is a fast sword. When these words come out of his mouth, you should understand how heavy they are!"
Zhao Lingan said angrily: "Master, those are just one-sided remarks made by Master Qiu. Are you even afraid of him?"
Ge Song swallowed and looked at the long knife on Su Wangting's waist again.
Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at his waist: "Want to try?"
Ge Song gritted his teeth and said, "Really... so fast?"
"You will know when you draw your sword."
Eyes facing each other.
In the end, Ge Song lowered his gaze.
"let's go."
Like Qiu Bufeng, he didn't dare to gamble.
"But I haven't finished speaking yet." Su Wangting's voice came from behind.
Ge Song was startled, turned around and said, "Say."
"After I leave the Murong family, will you still come to make things difficult for them?"
Ge Song looked at Murong Jie and shook his head: "No."
"I do not believe."
As soon as Su Wangting finished speaking, Ge Song felt a gust of wind blow past his face.
When he looked down, he saw that his agate belt had fallen to the ground and was neatly broken.
Ge Song's pupils shrank violently!
Immediately, cold sweat slid down his cheeks.
Did he draw the knife??
When was it pulled out??
Not only did he draw the sword, he also sheathed it??
These two movements, one back and forth, were not noticed at all!!
Ge Song's mind was buzzing. In his decades of traveling in the world, he had never suffered any major setbacks, but today, for the first time, he experienced overwhelming pressure.
Only then did he truly understand why Qiu Bufeng, who was famous for his quick swordsmanship, did not dare to act rashly in front of this person.
How dare he move!!
And just now, I even thought of killing someone to get the white jade piece. Now that I think about it, I am really kidding with my life!
"Oh, that's it..." Ge Song forced a smile and nodded stiffly, "Jade-faced Demon Sword? You are indeed worthy of this title. Nie Yunfei can be listed alongside you on the Jianghu Bounty Order, which is a tribute to him."
Su Wangting did not answer the question and repeated: "After I leave the Murong family, will you still come to embarrass them?"