Two hundred and sixtieth chapters qualified color head
He had been in contact with Yang Ji for so long, but he still couldn't grasp his thoughts.
"It's very simple. It's not impossible to invite me to play and bet with me. But you have to pay enough winnings."
Yang Ji said calmly.
"Ha, what did I think it was? Is this what you want?"
The senior brother smiled and said. He was originally worried about what tricks Yang Ji would pull off, but after hearing this, he felt relieved. As long as Yang Ji is willing to accept his challenge.
As long as he defeats Yang Ji openly and preserves the reputation of Tianshui County, he can have an explanation from the "leader". During this period, he has been under a lot of pressure.
As for winnings and the like, it's a trivial matter.
"As expected, he comes from a small place and likes to take advantage of others."
A trace of advantage flashed through the mind of the senior brother. In the several contacts with Yang Ji, he did not take any advantage, tangible or intangible. This greatly improved his evaluation of Yang Ji.
But now when I heard Yang Ji's request, I couldn't help but smile knowingly, even a little contemptuous. Businessmen value profits over separation, and this Yang Ji is obviously also a "businessman".
Yang Ji's remark about making a fortune overturned his understanding again, and his evaluation of Yang Ji returned to that of a young man from a small town and a small clan.
"What do you want? How about this? Is it enough?"
The eldest brother smiled faintly, with a naturally superior attitude. He turned his right hand from his sleeve, and something immediately appeared.
This is a gleaming sword, with its simple blade, vine-like sword pattern, and sharp edge that cuts through gold and iron, all of which show its rarity.
"Buzz!"
As soon as the senior brother loosened his grip, the ancient sword immediately floated motionless in the void, as if frozen there.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell it at a glance. This is definitely a high-quality flying sword. Judging from its color, shape, and breath, it has reached at least the seventh level of martial arts. And the grade is extremely high.
At least, it is better than the dagger of the native dog!
"This is the long sword 'Hidden Dragon'. This is also one of my swords. Cutting gold and iron, blowing hair and breaking hair are all trivial matters, even in the martial arts world. Use them as a tool between us.
The Saito should be enough, right?”
The senior brother said, looking at Yang Ji with a confident smile.
The Hidden Dragon Sword is at least the seventh-grade pinnacle. Its workmanship and sharpness are far beyond ordinary seventh-grade flying swords. Senior Brother has three such flying swords in total, and they were all obtained by chance at a ruins.
Now that I have one as a prize, the weight is certainly sufficient. At least in the eyes of the senior brother, it is sufficient. After all, even among the strong men at the Wuzong level, flying swords of this grade are extremely rare.
"Are you joking?"
A harsh voice sounded. Unexpectedly, Yang Ji was not happy at all when he saw what his senior brother had brought out. Instead, he sneered. It was very harsh in the ears of his senior brother and everyone in Tianshui County.
"Yang, what are you talking about?!"
"You brat. What's your attitude when talking to Senior Brother?"
"Be polite to me!"
…
There was a burst of yelling and cursing, and everyone in Tianshui County first started to defend the eldest brother. The "Hidden Dragon" in the hands of the eldest brother was not an ordinary flying sword. Compared with the ordinary seven-fold flying sword, it was much sharper.
Yang Ji's attitude is simply an insult!
"Yang, if you have something more powerful, show it!"
The masters of Tianshui County were busy sharpening their knives. Everyone was originally a rebellious master. Seeing that Yang Ji had long been dissatisfied, according to everyone's opinions, he went straight to the wheel. There was no need to go to such trouble.
"snort!"
Yang Ji snorted and ignored everyone in Tianshui County. Words can never be as effective, shocking and impactful as actions.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji stretched out his right hand and flicked it in the void. It was like rubbing an invisible mirror. The next moment, the void twisted. In the sound of Qing Yue's sword chant, a majestic sword energy roared like a snowstorm.
Buzz. Before anyone could react, there was an epee in the void with even greater power. The epee was as heavy as a mountain, and invisible waves appeared around it, like a tide.
"Big Brother's" Hidden Dragon is also the best sword, but compared with Yang Ji's heavy sword, it immediately pales in comparison, just like a child compared to a strong man.
The atmosphere, shape, craftsmanship, and sharpness of both sides are completely different.
"Eightfold Sword Weapon!"
I don't know who it was who let out a soft cry, followed by a heavy breathing sound. They looked at the sword floating in the air in front of Yang Ji, and blood filled their eyes.
It was a look full of greed and possessiveness.
Even the "elder brother" is lost. He is still at the seventh level of martial arts, and there is still a long way to go before reaching the eighth level of martial arts. The seventy-two great acupoints are the seventy-two great gates, and the copper and iron walls are not so easy to break.
The eighth level of martial arts is an existence that transcends a realm. Swords of that level are extremely precious, and they are still a bit luxurious for him now.
He also did not expect that Yang Ji, a seventh-level martial arts master, would actually possess such a precious thing. With this kind of sword, even a seventh-level martial arts master could threaten those unattainable eighth-level martial arts masters!
"You want to challenge me with a seventh-level sword and ask me to agree to your fight. Don't you think it's too simple? I also have a seventh-level sword, but I never take it out."
Yang Ji waved his left hand, and his five fingers moved in the void, like plucking the strings of a piano. Hum, amidst the sound of Qingyue's swords, a row of ten seven-fold swords were distributed in the void in a fan shape, emitting bursts of cold light.
Every mouthful is dazzling.
"...Of course, I also have swords at the level of the Eight Great Martial Sects. And there are more than one!"
Yang Ji's sleeves trembled slightly, buzzing, like a ball of turbid air hanging down. The void twisted, and the second eighth-level martial arts level sword immediately flew from Yang Ji's sleeves, hung down, and settled in the void, followed by the third
Mouth, fourth mouth!
Yang Ji didn't release too much. He could have released more. Even the bloodthirsty sword, but just like that, it already had a huge impact on everyone.
The long street was quiet and silent.
In a place where Yang Ji and his senior brother could not see, a figure with long sleeves fluttering stood on the rugged roof, silently looking at the place, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
If Yang Ji were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This man is obviously the descendant of the Hidden Sword Palace. He did not know when he also passed the test of Gou Mang Palace and appeared here.
Yang Ji has ten seven-fold swords and four eight-fold swords! With such a background, even the heirs of the Hidden Sword Palace, who are kendo masters, can’t help but look at him with suspicion!
Yang Ji is completely a mobile treasure house of swords, and even the disciples of the Hidden Sword Palace cannot compare with it.
"...If this is all you have, then forget it. I have no interest in fighting at this level."
Yang Ji said calmly, not noticing the heir to the Hidden Sword Palace on the rooftop in the distance.
Hearing Yang Ji's words, "Elder Brother" almost carried it in one breath. He had thought about this action for a long time, and Yang Ji had no way out.
I just didn’t expect that I would be defeated in a place like this!
As the "eldest brother" of Tianshui County and the leader in the county, the "eldest brother" is not a stoic person, let alone a person without foundation and accumulation. But the sword weapon of the eighth level of martial arts is not something he can just pick up casually.
Can be taken out.
He already somewhat understood Yang Ji's intention, but at this time, just like Yang Ji before, he was already riding a tiger.
"...Does it have to be like this?"
Senior Brother looked at Yang Jidao with a very expressive expression on his face. Yang Ji didn't make any move, but it already made him feel like a thorn in his back and a stick in his throat, making him very uncomfortable.
If the dignified senior brother of Langya County fails to get even a decent prize from a fight, I'm afraid it will become a joke to the entire Taiyuanzhou Prefecture tomorrow.
By then, the entire Taiyuanzhou Prefecture will laugh at Tianshui County's embarrassment!
He didn't know about others, but Wu Xiucai from so many counties in Taiyuanzhou Prefecture would never give up this opportunity to ridicule Tianshui County!
Yang Ji first kicked everyone in Tianshui County, and now slapped them again.
"Isn't it possible that Tianshui County can't even get this little thing out?"
Yang Ji said coldly and glanced at everyone in Tianshui County. In an instant, everyone including the local dog, the poisonous wolf, and the "eldest brother" had very ugly expressions.
"You brat, don't be too proud. Believe it or not, I..."
The native dog looked ferocious and furious, and was the first one to resist.
"shut up!"
The senior brother's face was livid, and he stopped the local dog that was about to move. He turned his head and looked at Yang Ji with a complicated expression:
"Are you that confident?"
"If I can't get it out, I'll leave!"
Yang Ji said coldly and ignored him. He flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
The senior brother's expression changed and he called out to Yang Ji. He was really not sure whether Yang Ji wanted to use this method to escape in a hurry, or was he really sure that he could win against him?
But no matter what it is, he can't give up.
"Wait a minute, I don't have an eighth-level sword here. However, I do have an eighth-level treasure here."
The eldest brother hesitated for a long time, and finally took out something from his arms. Everyone could see clearly that it was a small gold-lacquered sandalwood box, which looked very delicate.
"What is this?"
Behind him, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Behind him, Poisonous Wolf held his chin in deep thought. He had been following his senior brother for a long time, but he had never seen anything like this before.
"Eldest brother really has hidden a lot of good treasures!"
Poisonous Wolf glanced at the majestic figure in front of him, thinking thoughtfully:
"It seems to be of high quality to be collected by Senior Brother. I just don't know what it is?"
The senior brother did not show off, and opened the box with a click. A huge elixir like a pigeon egg stood at the bottom of the box. The elixir base was crystal clear, round and clear, bright and heavy, and exuded a strong smell of spiritual energy. (To be continued.)