"Ah, I want to challenge you!" Situ Bufan looked at Qing Shui with his whole body trembling, his eyes filled with blood, like a bull in heat!
Qing Shui looked at Situ Bufan, who was about to go crazy. He knew that face was even more precious than life for people like him, so since he was so angry, he should pour some oil on him.
"Challenge? Are you worthy? If everyone wants to challenge me, wouldn't it make me very annoyed?" Qing Shui glanced at Situ Bufan and others and said with disdain.
Qing Shui doesn't have any good feelings for this group of smart people. Although they are all very powerful among young people, the content of the elixir is very high, especially for warriors and generals below the martial commander level.
The power is very great, because the elixirs produced by low-level alchemists have no effect at all on the strength of a military commander or above.
Qing Shui looked at these young men. They were all between twenty and twenty-five or sixty-six years old. They all had arrogant looks on their faces. It made people feel bored, as if he was the biggest in the world.
Some families in Baili City can stand for hundreds or even hundreds of years, after several generations, Qing Shui does not believe that it is because of these arrogant and arrogant descendants.
"You, you, you," Situ Bufan was so angry when he heard Qing Shui's words. He had never been insulted like this before!
"Oh! I want to challenge you!" This time Situ Bufan pulled out his sword and said solemnly.
Qing Shui frowned, there is a rule in Kyushu Continent. Once someone draws a sword to challenge you, there are only two choices. One is to accept the challenge, and you will be responsible for life and death in the middle, and the other is to admit defeat!
Qing Shui originally didn't want to be in the limelight when he first arrived in Baili City, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself now. Although he felt that he had a little bit of strength, he didn't think he could walk around in Baili City.
If you lose, you will definitely be humiliated. If you win, you will still be challenged. If no one of the same age can beat Qing Shui, the older generation may not rule out the motive of assassination.
Qing Shui would not do anything to admit defeat. Although a man is not limited to summary, the bunch of trash in front of him still can't get into Qing Shui's eyes at all.
"You yourself like to seek death so much. I will help you. Wait for me outside and I will buy a weapon." Qing Shui frowned. Tolerating these people will only make them more arrogant. To deal with such people is to completely destroy their arrogance.
"This kid looks very confident, can you do it?" the rather arrogant young man asked as the group of people walked outside the weapons store.
"I was empty-handed last time. I was too careless and was plotted by that kid. This time I must let him know how ignorant and weak he is. I want him to never be able to hold his head up. Baili City is not a place for people like him.
The place." Situ Bufan gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Qing Shui didn't feel anything when he heard their words. Hate it, hatred can only make you stupid. Qing Shui looked at the weapons here and found that each one was expensive and looked gorgeous.
Are all the weapons in Jiuzhou Continent so expensive? Qing Shui looked around and found that he could only buy an iron wood sword. "Forget it, just buy one. The "point" sword in the sword practice in the space
, it was almost useless under the infusion of ancient body strengthening techniques. Qing Shui thought about it.
"Boss, is this wooden sword cheap?" Qing Shui looked at the iron-wood sword with a price tag of eighteen taels. It was very fine in workmanship and very honest at the same time. It had no blade or sharp tip. It should be a decoration or a daily brush.
The brush is even a child's toy.
"This is master-class workmanship, no bargaining!" The middle-aged boss smiled. Although his words were stiff, his smile and expression still made people feel very friendly.
When Qing Shui came out with the heavy iron wood sword, Situ Bufan and the others looked at Qing Shui in surprise, especially Situ Bufan's hand holding the sword was shaking.
"Hello, okay, okay,,," You said "Hello" three times and your body started to tremble. It seemed that you were very angry with Qing Shui.
Qing Shui thought about it and realized that he despised him. It turned out that this was a naked insult to him. Qing Shui was also speechless. He didn't have enough money to buy a metal weapon. He didn't expect that he could make the other party angry like this.
Shivering, I wish I could have found a thicker branch, so that I wouldn't be mad to death and save myself the trouble.
"A country bumpkin who doesn't know how to live or die."
When Qing Shui heard being called a country bumpkin again, he didn't feel anything at all. He just felt that he had a good body in this life, and the gorgeous silks and satins he wore were just fine. Could it be that he was called a country bumpkin because he was from Qingjiazhuang?
Qing Shui saw that he was already standing in the street holding a sword. Qing Shui looked at the people walking freely on the road. Of course, there were many onlookers. The martial arts was prevalent in the Kyushu continent. It was not uncommon for them to draw swords against each other over disagreements. Moreover, everyone admired these bloody creatures.
Man.
This time, Situ Bufan carefully raised the azure blue sword in his hand. The sword had already been unsheathed when he challenged. The entire sword body glowed with a faint blue light and gave off a chilling aura. Even the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop.
Come down.
"This is an ice sword, you have to be careful!" After Situ Bufan said that, he struck with the sword, fast and fierce, and his middle arm shook three times in a row, blocking Qing Shui's chest and even his way back.
Qing Shui practiced the stabbing sword for no less than ten years. In ten years, he only practiced one sword and used the sword a million times. Even a rotten sword can turn into magic.
"Since you have to strike, let's strike thoroughly!" The sword move that has been practiced for millions of times is thrust out with a single sword. There is nothing flashy about it, but it is just fast, incredibly fast.
Qing Shui's plain sword was like bright starlight. Qing Shui didn't even look at Situ's murderous sword, because Qing Shui knew that the process of his sword reaching his body was enough for him to stab dozens or hundreds of swords.
The sword is gone.
"Crack!" Qing Shui stabbed Situ Bufan's wrist at the curve of the wrist with his sword. Not only was it so fast that it was like lightning, but his accuracy, ruthlessness, and eyesight were incomparable without decades of practice.
Situ Bufan's eyes were full of disbelief. This time he did not faint, but stood there in a daze. Qing Shui looked at him with a half-smile.
"I am not his one-match enemy. I thought I could defeat him easily with the sharpness of the weapon, but the opponent turned out to be a sword, and it was the most rubbish sword in "Basic Sword Judgment"!" Situ Bufan suddenly felt in his heart.
There is a feeling of despair.
"Damn, this guy actually used "Basic Sword Technique", no, it's still a sword. Since when has the world become so crazy, "Basic Sword Technique" can also be used like this." I don't know who came to his senses and exploded.
He yelled excitedly when he said a bad word.
"Boy, I still don't believe it, look at the sword!" The young man with the most arrogant face was surprised, but he drew his sword and quickly zigzagged towards Qing Shui and stabbed him diagonally.
When Qing Shui saw that the tip of the sword that was stabbing him was still full of energy, he knew that the opponent had a back-up move, and he could advance, retreat, and change moves at any time. But did Qing Shui give him a chance? Qing Shui had long been unhappy with this guy who was so sinister.
Qing Shui didn't move. Just when the tip of the sword was less than three feet away from his ribs, the sword in his hand was like a meteor again. Qing Shui had already become proficient in drawing the sword from different directions!
"Crack!"
The arrogant young man fainted immediately. Qing Shui's sword struck the opponent's head. If Qing Shui wanted to kill them, it would only be a matter of effort with his speed and terrifying strength.
Maybe it was because Qing Shui made him angry, or maybe it was the mocking looks from the people around him, but the remaining guys all took out their weapons and charged at Qing Shui.
When Qing Shui saw the opponent's actions, he started to move rudely. The iron wood sword in his hand made a single movement, but there was a crackling sound mixed with the falling figure.