Today's game is over and the crowd disperses. From the square to the inn, the eyes looking at Liang Qiufeng are full of surprise and admiration.
The first time I participated in the Junxiu competition, I reached the final four in one fell swoop. This achievement is very remarkable.
Liang Qiufeng's identity as the youngest leader is already very topical, and coupled with the rumors that he has entered the Baishou Secret Realm, it is now linked to his outstanding performance, and it is difficult not to become the focus.
Entering the inn, Liang Qiufeng was greeted by stares one after another. He remained calm and calm as usual. He returned to the room and asked the waiter to bring the food in.
"I will go watch the game the day after tomorrow."
Grand Master Uncle said.
During these days of competition, he stayed in the inn and did not go there.
"OK."
Liang Qiufeng replied respectfully, he understood what Uncle Taishi meant. In the eyes of the other party, an ordinary game was not interesting and of little significance. Only by reaching the final four can he meet Uncle Taishi's expectations.
After these days of recuperation, Grand Master Uncle looks a little better, but his energy is restrained, just like an ordinary old man.
Not long after, Zhang Jiangshan came in and said: "Qiu Feng, just now I saw Zhou Youhuai also walked into this place, in Room B of Tianzi."
"Oh, well, then I'll go visit him."
Liang Qiufeng replied.
The fat man asked: "You want to spar with him...that's not right."
Liang Qiufeng smiled, walked out on his own, came to Room 1, Tianzi, and knocked on the door.
"who?"
There were questions coming from inside.
"Zhongnan Jianmen Liangqiu Peak."
After the name was announced, the door opened and Zhou Youhuai stood with his hands in his arms, looking at him: "Headmaster Liang, what do you want from me?"
There was a touch of coldness in his tone, and he was very alert.
Liang Qiufeng smiled and said, "Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"
Zhou Youhuai was unmoved: "I'm not used to letting strangers enter the room."
"I know your name. You know my name, so we are not strangers."
But Zhou Youhuai still refused to give in: "It's okay, I'm going to close the door."
Liang Qiufeng suddenly said: "Do you know why you lost to Yang Wuchi?"
Zhou Youhuai's hand froze and he sneered: "My skills are just inferior to those of others."
Liang Qiufeng shook his head: "This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, there is a big flaw in your swordsmanship."
When it came to swordsmanship, Zhou Youhuai no longer had any intention of chasing away guests. He looked at Liang Qiufeng and said, "Although you have reached the semi-finals, it does not mean that you can judge me."
"If you don't believe it, we can try a few tricks."
Zhou Youhuai's breathing suddenly became rapid: "Come in."
Liang Qiufeng walked in, followed by Zhang Jiangshan who also wanted to come in, but was disappointed when the door was closed.
"Hey, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Jiangshan was angrily. He quickly put his ear to the door panel and listened. After a while, he heard a strange crackling sound inside. His expression became strange: "It doesn't sound like the sound of sword blades clashing. What kind of airplane is this..."
Whether he could hear it or not, the fat man felt anxious and anxious.
…
In the room, Zhou Youhuai was holding the Golden Snake Sword. The blade of the sword was tilted to one side, while the Sword of Injury in Liang Qiufeng's hand was pointing at the vital part of his throat. The distance was only three centimeters.
Zhou Youhuai looked pale and asked in a daze: "How did you do it?"
Just now, Liang Qiufeng attacked from behind, and the sword skills he displayed were really incredible. Zhou Youhuai's "Seventy-two Techniques of the Golden Snake Software" was already known for its unpredictable moves and tricky angles, but previously Liang Qiufeng had stabbed the sword with his backhand, and it had already killed him.
All his fancy tricks were completely broken.
If it were a real life and death fight, I'm afraid it would have been sealed with a sword.
Liang Qiufeng sheathed his sword: "Want to learn? Join Shenbi Peak."
Zhou Youhuai stared with stern eyes and understood the reason why Liang Qiufeng was looking for him. Ganqing was recruited. His family had long been ruined and no longer existed. It was almost the same as a casual cultivator, so he chose an appropriate one.
It is a good idea to join the sect forces.
He has always had this idea. He originally planned to stand out in the Junxiu Competition, just to find a good home.
Under normal circumstances, when a sect force with a strong background recruits disciples, they must have a clean financial background and not be too old. After a certain age, when you grow up, your thoughts will be different, and it will be difficult to cultivate the concept of loyalty. Such candidates,
Even if you join the sect, it will be difficult to become a core disciple.
Unless it shows extraordinary potential.
The sect forces attach great importance to inheritance, and inheritance is inseparable from loyalty. If you recruit some rebels, spend a lot of resources to train them, and finally turn against the sect, it will be a doomed outcome and have a bad impact.
Zhou Youhuai had his own concerns, but among his potential subordinates, there was no Zhongnan Jianmen at all. Jianmen was just a lower-class sect, located in the remote Nanling area. Although it had some reputation, it was far from the ideal place in his mind.
too far.
If you want resources but not resources, if you want inheritance but not inheritance, why go there?
Those things that are idle are of little use to Zhou Youhuai.
Unexpectedly, Liangqiu Feng came to invite him. Before this, Zhou Youhuai would have refused without hesitation, but now...
"Based on this sword technique, you want me to join Shenbi Peak?"
Liang Qiufeng had a good time: "After you join, you can become an elder, but there must be one condition, which is to make your family's sword skills into a sword title and open to inheritance. My sword skills are the same."
"Open inheritance?"
Zhou Youhuai's eyes narrowed.
As the saying goes, "the broomstick is precious", the world of martial arts is very concerned about the privacy of inheritance. Once you master a martial arts technique, you regard it as your own, and you are extremely reluctant to share it with the second person. You only wish you were the only one in the world.
meeting.
Not to mention that the "Seventy-Two Techniques of the Golden Snake Software" is a martial art passed down from generation to generation in the Zhou family and will never be passed on to outsiders. If nothing else happens, Zhou Youhuai will not pass on the sword techniques to himself until he gets married and has children.
son.
Now Liang Qiufeng wants him to pass on the inheritance publicly, which is really hard to accept.
Liang Qiufeng glanced at him and said slowly: "You don't need to make a decision in a hurry... What I want to say is that inheritance depends on someone learning, otherwise no matter how good martial arts is, it will only decline and eventually be lost to the world.
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After that, say goodbye and go out.
People like Zhou Youhuai have a resolute personality and are very opinionated. It is impossible to get him to accept it through persuasion alone. Only when you think about it yourself can you make a decision. Talking too much is useless, but will have the opposite effect.
When they went outside, the fat man was waiting anxiously: "What are you doing in there?"
Liang Qiufeng touched his nose: "What do you think you can do?"
Zhang Jiangshan laughed and asked again: "How is the matter going? Has he agreed?"
Recruiting Zhou Youhuai to come to Shenbi Peak is a good move. He is young and has good cultivation. If he agrees to enter the Sword Sect, it will be like adding a new force.
"It's hard to say."
Liang Qiufeng is not sure. After all, Shenbi Peak is too weak now and does not show much promise. It depends on Zhou Youhuai's choice. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!