At noon, the sunlight reflects off the East China Sea, creating sparkling waves that reflect the waterfalls on all sides of the Tianshui Terrace falling into the sea with a roaring sound, filling the suddenly quiet Fenghua Terrace.
On the Fenghua stage, everyone's eyes followed Ye Hui's steps, and they saw Ye Hui's hideous and ugly face that was never forgotten. Especially when Yun Yu saw Ye Hui, he thought of Jiao's father.
Although he didn't understand why the immortal world was chasing Ye Hui, his father was willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of the dragon clan. As the young master of the dragon, how could he turn a blind eye.
On the other hand, Liu Mukui grabbed Yue Hu who was supporting Ye Hui, and with jealousy rising, he recalled how Ye Hui had blocked the confrontation between him and Yun Yu when he came on the stage, and laughed.
"He is truly worthy of being a Spyker, it will be different when he appears!"
Everyone heard the ridicule in the words, but Ye Hui pretended not to know.
"What do you mean, Demon Lord?"
Ye Hui smiled and saw Liu Mukui raising his hand and pointing to the sky.
"My lordship will clear the clouds and reveal the sun as soon as he comes! This ability..."
As he spoke, Liu Mukui glanced at Shang Zhi and Hanxu behind Ye Hui, caught Hanxu's face that transformed into "Huan Kou", and said with a focused look.
“It’s really unexpected!”
Liu Mukui's words were not really praising Ye Hui, but the force of Po Yun really made him have to be cautious.
"How about Sir, do it again?"
At the same time, everyone was looking forward to it, Ye Hui caught Liu Mukui's suspicious eyes on the people around him, knowing that Liu Mukui wanted to explore the power of breaking the cloud just now.
In this case, why didn't he go up to the straw and clean the door while doing so? Ye Hui glanced at Hanxu and Shang Zhi who were also feeling the same, and turned around with phoenix eyes.
"you sure?!"
With these serious words, Liu Mokui's heart sank.
"certainly!"
After the words fell, the entire stage fell silent. Ye Hui looked around at the people around him, looking for everyone holding their breath and concentrating. He turned around and pulled out the sharp sword from Shang Zhi's waist with a "swish".
The sword came out of its sheath and reflected the cold light. Ye Hui swung the sword around him. The next second, the cold light passed by, and all the guards guarding Fenghua Terrace fell to the ground in pain.
Everyone was dumbfounded by the sound of shock. A guard standing at the end of Fenghua Terrace couldn't keep up because of his slow reaction. When he saw the crowd, he looked at Ye Hui and raised his eyebrows.
The guard slapped his chest and fell to the ground with a cry of "Ah!". This deception made everyone embarrassed. Liu Mukui looked around at the demon world dark warrior who fell with the guard, and turned to stare at Ye Hui.
"you..."
Ye Hui looked at Liu Mukui with surprise in his eyes, and raised his lips with a disapproving smile.
"How's it going? I'm awesome, right?!"
Their eyes met, and as soon as Liu Mukui's words came out, Shang Zhi took the opportunity to snatch the sword from Ye Hui's hand.
"Master, please move slower next time!"
While Shang Zhi complained, he looked for the last guard who hit him. He saw blood on the corner of the guard's mouth, and looked back at Ye Hui again.
"Look, we can hardly keep up!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone rolled their eyes wildly, but Liu Mukui's face was in a trance, and Yun Yu looked at him. Yun Yu raised his eyes and looked at Ye Hui, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and frowned.
How could he not be aware of the power of breaking the cloud that just came out of nowhere? As for Liu Mukui's true purpose of instigating Ye Hui later, it was just a test.
Although Shang Zhi covered up the "unusual situation" of the guard overturning with his sword, Yunyu knew that Liu Mukui had always been arrogant, and there must be something fishy about his expression now.
Yun Yu's eyebrows were deep in his thoughts, which contrasted with the shock on Liu Mukui's face, and merged into Ye Hui's eyes. Ye Hui knew that the two of them had doubts about him, so he smiled inadvertently.
As the saying goes, if he has thick accumulation and thin hair, he has "thin hair", so there is nothing wrong with him occasionally frightening his opponent. On the contrary, it can make the opponent suspicious and tense all the time.
Otherwise, it won't be fun if it stays the same for a long time. What's more, if he doesn't make some noise, how will it trigger Yunyu and Liu Mukui's wild calculations about each other.
From this, Ye Hui responded to Shang Zhi with a pun.
"Okay, I'll keep it tight next time!"
After saying that, Ye Hui glanced at the sundial (gui) and found the light and shadow on it at noon. He looked back at Shang Zhi and gave instructions casually.
"The time is just right! Let's get ready to start!"
"yes!"
As Shang Zhi spoke, he greeted Ye Hui and sat down at the main seat. Seeing this, everyone suddenly stopped thinking and looked forward to the theme of today's poem. As soon as Ye Hui sat down at the main table, Yuehu immediately brought him rock sugar and snow pear soup.
"Master! Moisten your throat!"
Yue Hu said and glanced at Ye Hui. Ye Hui heard Shang Zhi and Hanxu laughing muffledly, took a sip, glanced at Shang Zhi, and coughed lightly.
"Let's start the topic!"
Shang Zhi stopped when he saw that he was ready, turned around and waited for the maids to serve wine, picked up the pen from the plate in the hand of the maid beside him, and then walked to the rice paper screen next to the main table.
After that, he held the pen and dyed the rice paper with ink under the gaze of everyone, and the pen moved quickly until the last "丶" fell, and the three characters "Xing Feng Ling" suddenly came into everyone's eyes. In an instant, the whole table was in an uproar, and Shang Zhi looked at the incomprehensible voices.
Ye Hui, who was drinking from a cup of wine, saw Ye Hui slightly shaking his head and looking back to meet the blank stares of everyone.
"Xing Feng Ling, as the name suggests, moves in words, the edge refers to the cold light, please come to the Yu Feng Box!"
With an order, the eight guards worked together to lift a fine iron box, which was comparable in size to a wardrobe, to the side of the rice paper screen. It fell to the ground with a "pop" sound, causing everyone to fall silent.
Shang Zhi looked at everyone's curiosity and said, "Everyone, please take a look." Two guards, one on the left and one on the right, opened the imperial box, revealing twelve iron grid boxes of different sizes inside.
"This box contains a total of twelve fine weapons, each of which is a superior weapon, and the winner of this poetry banquet will receive the chosen weapon for free!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was excited again. You must know that Ye Hui is the richest man in Kyushu. He has countless rare treasures in his hands, and now he has gained fame and profit from this banquet.
Such a win-win situation makes everyone repeat it one after another.
"Where are the rules?!"
Facing the crowd's shouts, Shang Zhi raised his lips and smiled proudly. These artifacts were forged by his father himself. They were absolutely the same across Kyushu, so Shang Zhi continued.
"Three rounds! My Lord will choose the arrows blindly, and then Madam Yuehu will blindly point the arrows!"
After Shang Zhi finished speaking, he took a step back and followed the crowd to look at Ye Hui. Ye Hui put down his wine glass, raised his hand to take the long bow handed over by the maid, closed his eyes while holding the arrow in the bow.
The bowstring vibrated, and the sharp arrow shot to the upper left third of the box with a "whoosh" sound. Shang Zhi took out a "cold wind sword" and presented it to Yuehu, who took the cold light sword.
Walking to the center of the stage, the maid covered Yuehu with a white gauze covering her eyes. Music started playing and a sword dance was light and agile, which shocked everyone.
Especially Liu Mukui, who already admired Yuehu, looked at him with such a look of infatuation that Ye Hui couldn't help but say "tacky".
"Master, are you jealous?"
Hanxu said deliberately and was instantly stared at by Ye Hui sideways.
"I'm going to eat you later!"
Although he knew that his father was joking, Hanxu did not dare to be vague at all. He quickly poured a glass of wine for Ye Hui and whispered in Ye Hui's ear.
"Sir, I heard that cat meat is so sour!"
Hanxu spoke cautiously, teasing Ye Hui to take the wine glass, glance at Hanxu who was smiling and acting obediently, and then turned to look at the first person in the curve where the Yuehu sword stopped and pointed directly at him.