Five hundred and fortieth chapters cut off the water flow
Lin Yanli put her slightly raised fingertips back and looked up at the sky.
Just now, she was planning to take action to stop Xun Lang, but she didn't expect that someone would beat her to it.
He cast his sharp gaze and met the figure in the clouds.
The figure in the clouds was a woman wearing mysterious clothes. Her waist was extremely thin. She couldn't help but squeeze her hands. After noticing Lin Yanli's gaze, she pursed her lips and smiled.
"Are you Lin Yanli from Thousand Demons Sect?"
Hearing the heartbeat, Lin Yanli nodded, then clasped his fist at the woman and pushed her hand.
"Lin Yanli has met senior."
The woman in black clothes nodded, without saying much. The long sword under her feet condensed into a solid form, carrying the power of the thunder sword and galloping towards the north. The rainbow sword light split the clouds in half, leaving a very conspicuous arc in the sky.
Lin Yanli watched the female Sword Immortal go away and heard a lot of noise around her.
"Xianjia, Xianjia took action. I didn't expect that we would be able to see such a big picture today. The money was not wasted!"
"The Sword Immortal takes action and uses the power of thunder. I am so lucky to have such a demeanor!"
"If the Immortal family pays homage to you, the master of Zuo Hall is blessed."
There were endless compliments on the field. The old man stood on the stage, staring at the arc in the sky that had not dissipated for a long time. He waited until a young junior came onto the stage, then he clasped his fists in the direction of the sword fairy's departure.
He bowed deeply.
Xun Lang sat slumped on the stage, his face was ashen, and he looked at the clouds in the sky with lingering fear.
Just now, he felt for a moment that he was cut into pieces by thousands of sword energy, and the cold chill from his soul made him shiver uncontrollably.
"What Xun Lang just used was the method of the Immortal Family. Could it be that Xun Lang is also the Immortal Family on the mountain?"
At this time, someone in the crowd asked a question, causing everyone in the audience to focus on Xun Lang.
The ferocious tiger that Xun Lang had just condensed in his fists was obviously beyond the scope of a martial artist. If the sword immortal hadn't passed by and used his sword to block the old master Zuo's fists, today's celebration of the forty years of the martial arts school would have been the master's fault.
It's the death anniversary.
"Not to mention that the Xian family is not an immortal family, this Xun Lang is really despicable. He has already missed the mark and actually wants to make a sneak attack. Such despicable villains, who will dare to send their dolls to them to practice martial arts in the future?
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"No, they haven't signed a life-and-death contract, so it's not a life-and-death fight. Xun Lang is going to kill people with his fists, and there's no way there's any semblance of a spar."
"I heard that Xun Lang once practiced martial arts in the martial arts gym of the old gymnast in the early years. Later, he left the martial arts school for some reasons. Damn it, Master Zuo has raised an ungrateful wolf."
"Xun Lang's martial arts gym has finally come to an end."
The people in the audience were talking to each other, making the middle-aged man pale.
After getting up from the ground, he stretched his fingers towards the people in the audience and said coldly: "I will remember this, you just wait for me!"
After saying that, Xun Lang jumped off the ring and rushed out of the martial arts hall without looking back.
The old man on the stage watched coldly as the middle-aged man disappeared at the door of the martial arts hall. He just looked away, looked around, and said warmly: "Today I have the honor to see the Sword Immortal use his sword. It is a great blessing for my martial arts hall. I promise you.
This destiny is a great gift for you all. Today, you only need thirty taels of silver to become a disciple of the martial arts school, and you can inherit what I have learned in martial arts."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place almost boiled.
With thirty taels of silver, one can learn martial arts. This kind of good thing is rare in a century.
Everyone cheered and rushed forward to hand the silver notes in their hands into the copper basin under the ring.
The old man clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the silver bills filled in the copper basin, and said with a smile: "If there is anyone here who doesn't have enough money, you can go home and get it. What I said is valid today."
Lin Yanli sat on a chair and smiled helplessly as he watched many people in the martial arts hall silently get up and leave the martial arts hall.
This Zuo Guanzhu's martial arts skills are pretty good, but he smells like copper.
However, a gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. This is something you and I wish to do. As long as the master of the Zuo Hall can teach martial arts carefully, it can't be regarded as a lie.
She stretched out her folded legs, leaned back on the chair, looked up at the boy's face and said, "Don't you want to practice martial arts?
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The boy had complicated eyes and shook his head slightly.
Although thirty taels of silver was already a huge discount, it was still a huge amount for him.
His family did not have the capital to allow him to enter a martial arts gym to practice martial arts.
Lin Yanli's eyes turned back to the stage, slowly stood up from the chair, and said softly: "The rest is meaningless, come with me and go out."
The boy nodded obediently and silently followed Lin Yanli back to the door of the martial arts hall. Before walking out of the martial arts hall, he reluctantly glanced at the ring.
After leaving the martial arts hall, Lin Yanli walked to the bluestone steps by the river with his hands behind his back. He looked at the boat swaying lightly in the clear water. He took out the candied haws from his sleeve and said warmly, "Are you sure you don't want to eat candied haws?"
The boy looked at the red syrup on the candied haws and swallowed.
He hesitated for a while, then finally shook his hand and pushed back the candied haws that Lin Yanli handed him. He mustered up his courage and pointed at the long sword on Lin Yanli's waist.
Lin Yanli glanced at the sword on her waist with some surprise, and stared at the boy's eyes.
The boy shrank his head timidly and kept gesticulating with his hands. Although Lin Yanli didn't understand what he was gesticulating, he could see through his thoughts with his inner eye.
The boy wanted to touch the sword on her waist.
The wooden sword carried behind his back is still a fake wooden sword no matter how lifelike it is.
Lin Yanli inserted the candied haws on the gap in the railing, reached out and patted the scabbard, and said warmly: "This is not an ordinary sword. It is very heavy. Are you sure you want to touch it?"
The boy was a little happy that Lin Yanli understood what he meant and nodded heavily, full of expectations.
Seeing that the boy was concerned about this, Lin Yanli smiled and rubbed his head, carefully untied the string from his waist, and handed the imitation Tai'a sword into the boy's arms along with the scabbard.
The boy carefully hugged the sword as if it were a treasure. He grabbed the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other. He raised it high above his head and slowly drew out some of the blade.
The sharp cold blade looked a bit dazzling in the sunlight. The boy swallowed nervously, put Qingfeng back into its sheath, held it in his arms and rubbed it for a long time.
Seeing that the boy was immersed in joy, Lin Yanli quietly stretched out her fingertips and lightly poked the boy between his eyebrows.
The boy woke up from a dream, lowered his head shyly, and finally shook the orange tassel hanging on the hilt of the sword with his little hand, and returned the long sword to Lin Yanli.
"Like swords?"
Lin Yanli hung the sword back on his waist and asked.
The boy nodded unabashedly, pulled out the wooden sword from behind, and assumed a sword-drawing posture. Although his movements were a bit funny, he still had the style of a swordsman walking around the world.
Lin Yanli spread his fingers and asked, "Can you lend me your sword?"
The boy nodded and handed the wooden sword to Lin Yanli's hand.
In his opinion, the eldest sister in front of him is a good person. Not only did she invite him to watch the martial arts competition up close, but she also fulfilled his wish that he had always hidden in his heart.
Lin Yanli grabbed the wooden sword in his palm, played with it for a moment, looked at the boy with a smile, and said, "Since you have struck out with a sword, I should strike back at you, so be careful."
After saying that, Lin Yanli looked at the blue waves in front of her and drank water. When the boats left the river, she handed them out with a sword.
The posture is the same as that of a boy, but much more refined.
The majestic sword pressed into the lake, causing ripples.