Chapter 219 Every detail of the whole body is a drama
Chapter 219 The whole body, every detail is a drama (2-in-1, please subscribe)
In the Jianzong meeting hall, all the disciples looked sideways at Xu Fu, who suddenly broke in and claimed to be a disciple of the Jianzong...
Xu Fu didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled and looked particularly kind.
He had no idea that Hao Jian had seen through his vest just after he announced his identity...
The Great Elder asked several questions one after another about the twenty-fourth generation leader Wei Potian. Unexpectedly, Xu Fu answered fluently and knew everything about his family...
An elder had already found the manuscripts hidden in the Sword Sect and compared them one by one, and found that they were absolutely correct!
For a time, everyone including the disciples, except Hao Jian, believed 99% of it!
"Sect Master, what should we do now?" the great elder whispered, "He is really a branch left behind by the previous leader. He is indeed qualified to participate in the martial arts meeting."
Hao Jian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, one more person is not too much, and one person less than him is not a lot! However, I can't just pass it smoothly, I have to... give him a test!"
The great elder seemed to have thought of something, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face...
Hao Jian looked at Xu Fu and said with a kind face: "Young man, Baitian, you have suffered a lot from living outside for so many years, right?"
Xu Fu showed the right expression. There were obviously tears in his eyes, but there was a fearless smile on his face.
He worked up his emotions for a while, and then said: "Senior brother, I see you are carrying the erhu. Can you accompany me so that I can sing my sadness to everyone?"
Wuming heard this and untied his erhu without saying a word.
Everyone cheered up, "Can Baitian still sing?"
Tears began to flash in Xu Fu's eyes.
The emotions are brewing!
Immediately, he played the sword to find the rhythm, and then began to sing:
"I was born weighing three kilograms and six taels.
It became the hope of the whole family.
Both parents died since childhood,
The master brought him into the school.
Because I am too honest,
I was praised by my husband.
I've been in love two or three times,
I have been hurt three or two times.
Later I worked hard to become stronger,
Eventually he joined the gang.
After all the hard work, I escaped,
Then he went to the far north to explore.
I don’t know how long I have been freezing.
Finally returned to my hometown.
If you are willing to learn the sword,
The master died suddenly.
Having no choice but to leave home,
Sacrifice this color several times.
Looking at the only two taels of silver left,
He jumped into the gambling house.
As expected,
In the end I lost everything.
I hate that this life is too long,
I want to close my life.
Who knew it was my birthday?
Feeling so panicked.
After all the hard work, I returned to Jianzong.
Just for the sake of chivalry.
Ah, as long as justice can be done,
Come to this world without regrets..."
With a slightly weird accent and the sad erhu BGM, Xu Fu sang with tears in his eyes. All the disciples who listened could not help but blush. The only female disciple, Lian Feiyan, could not help but sob softly...
Mu Yingxiong looked at Wu Ming, his eyes seeming to say, "Look, brother, another evil star! Look at this person's attitude towards life, so why do you think you are so miserable all day long?"
Later, the disciples followed the rhythm and played sword harmony...
"Damn it, this Xu Fu, I didn't expect to have the potential to be a rapper! This rhyme... is really like a parachute on the back of a heifer - so awesome that he is flying all over the sky! He is indeed an old drama star who has lived for 1,700 years.
, this acting skill... is simply better than his skill!" Hao Jian looked at the encouraging and appreciative eyes of the disciples around him, feeling surprised and happy...
This self-reporting song alone is no longer inferior to Tang Bohu's "Mrs."!
Hey, it’s not like I’m a genius again!
I have to admit that Xu Fu is a born actor, the kind that God will reward you with...
When he was just an alchemist, Qin Shihuang was fooled and was stunned for a while...
After taking the phoenix blood and accumulating for a long time, my acting skills became even more perfect!
In the original time and space, Xu Fu played the role of "Xu Fu", a righteous outsider, and won the trust of Feng, Yun and even the martial arts community in the Central Plains; on the other hand, he played the villain Emperor Shitian, forming the Tianmen to entangle the world's evil power.
who...
Now, Xu Fu just showed off his acting skills a little, and everyone not only believed in his identity, but were also moved by his revealed will and character...
Hao Jian couldn't help but nodded, "Okay! What a Wei Baitian who never forgets his original intention and keeps his mission in mind! Don't worry, from now on, Jianzong will be your home!
Xu Fu wiped the stubborn tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded vigorously on Qiqing, "Thank you, sect master! Thank you all the elders! Thank you all the brothers and sisters... Baitian, Baitian is so, so touched... Wow!"
The brakes cry! A classic within a classic!
Po Jun said with emotion: "Good junior brother, even when he cries, he looks so much like me, Po Jun!"
Hao Jian's heart moved and he sang loudly:
"Always in the deepest part of my heart, I hear the sailor say.
He said: The stars light up the lamps and illuminate the door of my house.
Let the lost children find their way back...
He said: The stars light up the lamp and illuminate my future.
Use a little light to warm Baitian’s heart... (tremolo)"
Xu Fu immediately fell into the drama again, and was so moved that he could hardly speak... He could only keep hammering his chest to express his excitement...
The great elder wiped the corners of his wrinkled eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! Returning to the sect after defeat is a good thing and a great joy! Don't be immersed in sadness anymore!"
"Yes, yes... happy, happy! Bliss..." Po Jun laughed and sucked hard to suck back the snot that flowed to his mouth...
"God damn it, look at you, you are so sensational, making everyone's eyes red... I am going to punish you to answer a question!" Hao Jian said happily.
Xu Fu showed an apologetic expression just right, "Sect Master, you...just ask!"
Hao Jian pondered for a moment and said: "Bail God, do you... know about the legendary Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun?"
Wu Ming had just put away his erhu and was feeling "The Lone Star is Not Alone" in his heart. The moment he heard this title, he immediately thought of Hao Jian's "Ten Years of Cerebral Thrombosis", and his expression suddenly felt weird...
Xu Fu didn't know why, so he said honestly: "You know, the legendary Erlang God with three eyes."
Hao Jian nodded, "Yes, it's Erlangshen! Let me ask you, tell me... is Erlangshen's third eye a single eyelid or a double eyelid?"
Xu Fu was immediately stunned, and the expression of a movie god immediately froze on his face, as if he was possessed by Wu Zhuan for an instant...
"I...how do I know whether his third eye is a single eyelid or a double eyelid?" Xu Fu said in astonishment.
Hao Jian looked around and said, "If Baitian can't answer it, you can't answer it either?"
The rest of the people also had convinced expressions on their faces. Can this question really be thought up by people?
Only Mu Yingxiong showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and he immediately took a step forward and said proudly: "Master, I guess he has single eyelids!"
Hao Jian said: "Reason."
Mu Yingxiong enjoyed the gaze of stars holding the moon, and said proudly: "As a god, Erlang Xiansheng, his handsome appearance should not be inferior to mine! But imagine that his third eye has double eyelids.
appearance……"
As he spoke, Mu Yingxiong pulled out his hero sword and made a few strokes on the ground.
Double eyelids:((⊙)).
"Look, isn't it weird?" Mu Yingxiong said with a smile, "But if you have single eyelids...that's it..."
Single eyelid:(⊙).
"Wonderful..." Everyone was amazed and looked at Mu Yingxiong's eyes...
It's just the look in the top student's eyes. After all, it's impossible to answer such a weird question without some brains...
Mu Yingxiong put away the heroic sword coolly and said with his hands behind his back: "So, I am sure that Erlangshen must have one eyelid! Junior Brother Baitian, do you understand?"
Xu Fu raised his hand from the bottom of his heart, "Senior brother, you are so insightful! I admire you, I admire you!"
"Hahahaha, okay! Baitian, you just said... that you also want to participate in this 'Ten Thousand Swords Cup' martial arts meeting?" Hao Jian said with a smile.
Xu Fu said respectfully: "Sect Master, it was Bai Tian Meng Lang before! Bai Tian just wants to take this opportunity to integrate into our big family. As for the laurel crown, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" and so on... it's not important! I beg the Sect Master to give me some help.
This opportunity for me...is nothing more than this."
Don't ask, asking is indifferent!
The way everyone looked at Xu Fu changed again...
He is indifferent to fame and wealth, and regards secret books as dung...
Where can I find such a good disciple?
The Great Elder twisted his beard and nodded, and said in his heart: "It is really the blessing of the ancestor! After Jian Hui passed away, the new sect leader worked hard to govern, and there was a humble disciple like Bai Tian who recognized his ancestor and returned to the sect... Everything began to flourish...
This kind of sword sect is like the source of thousands of swords in the world!"
Hao Jian looked at Xu Fu who was full of drama, nodded and said: "Okay, this sect will give you this opportunity! Your participation in the martial arts meeting is confirmed! In three days, at the back mountain ice cellar, let us witness "
Who will win in the end of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan"! The meeting is over!"
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On this day, the entire Sword Sect, led by Hao Jian, came all the way to the back mountain, playing and playing.
In the ice cellar, the Sword Emperor listened to the sounds coming from far and near, and his expression couldn't help but be startled, "What's going on? Suona, erhu, cymbals...who are you burying for?"
After a while, everyone arrived at the ice cellar, where they saw twelve huge pillars towering into the sky.
Po Jun looked at the familiar scene and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the place where my father...taught me how to practice swordsmanship..."
Hao Jian was standing on the steps with the five elders, and he could only see him looking at the elder.
The Great Elder came to the center of the steps and said loudly: "Disciples, welcome to participate in this martial arts meeting. I have been entrusted by the sect leader to be the host of this martial arts meeting. Now, please allow me to introduce this martial arts meeting to you.
The judges, they are Sect Master Hao Jian..."
"Now, let us welcome the lord of the clan to speak to you on behalf of the judging panel."
Hao Jian looked at the disciples who looked a little depressed and smiled slightly, "I announce that the Sword Sect's first 'Ten Thousand Swords Cup' martial arts meeting... will begin now!"
The disciples were stunned for a moment, and then burst into cheers!
Such a short and powerful speech is simply too powerful!
The great elder laughed and said, "Okay! Please allow me to introduce the rules of this martial arts meeting. First, all participating disciples will draw lots to determine their opponents, and they will compete in swordsmanship in pairs! The winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be eliminated! Until the final decision is made.
First place! Second, friendship comes first in this competition, and competition comes second. Everyone must click to the end and do not harm fellow students for any reason! Winning rules: The opponent admits defeat and knocks the opponent out of the field. The opponent obviously has no strength to fight again.
etc. The details will be determined by the judging panel. Thirdly, the rewards for this martial arts competition are as follows: the champion will receive the supreme skill of the sect - a secret book of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect"; the second place winner will receive the master of the sect.
I personally teach you a sword technique! I hope you all can strive for the first place! Now, please invite all the disciples to draw lots at the Second Elder..."
Deep in the ice cellar, the Sword Emperor was confused at first, but later he suddenly realized, "Isn't it just fighting in the ring... It's so complicated to say..."
Starting from Morning Peak, the disciples began to draw lots one by one, and many of the weak ones were praying that they would get a "bye"!
Originally, there were twelve disciples of the Sword Sect, but now with the addition of Xu Fu, the number has become thirteen!
This means that someone will definitely get a bye in the first round!
After all the disciples finished drawing, the second elder said: "The opponent of No. 1 is No. 13, No. 2 is against No. 12, and so on. No. 7 has a bye and advances to the next round!"
The great elder said loudly: "No. 7, say your name loudly! Let me see who is the lucky one!"
Just when everyone was curious, Po Jun glanced at the number plate in his hand, a flush suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted excitedly: "Elder, I! Me! I am No. 7! Hahahahaha, I have a bye...
"
"Shit luck!" Mu Yingxiong said calmly.
Po Jun didn't take it for granted, but smiled and said: "Hehe... are you envious? Are you jealous? After all, luck is also a part of strength! Oh... this round, I will just watch your performance with peace of mind..."
After saying that, he sat down on the steps next to him and looked at the field leisurely.
The Great Elder said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Po Jun, you are directly promoted! Now, please invite No. 1 and No. 13 to come on stage!"
Number one is clearly Mu Yingxiong, and his opponent is an unnamed disciple.
"Hiss...who is really unlucky? He met the seeded player Mu Yingxiong as soon as he came up! This person is the strongest opponent on the road to the unknown championship..."
"Who says it's not the case... Fortunately I'm not number 13!"
After the two sides exchanged sword salutes, the disciple also knew that he was no match for Mu Yingxiong, so he attacked first, hoping to gain the upper hand...
However, Mu Yingxiong's heroic sword was not even unsheathed, and he stabbed it with the scabbard, knocking No. 13 out of the field...
"Ying Xiong is so awesome! Ying Xiong, Ying Xiong, will always rule the roost!" This is Dayu who came to watch the battle after hearing the news. As a group of relatives and friends of Mu Yingxiong, his eyes widened when he saw Mu Yingxiong's free and elegant posture...
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Next to him stood Xiao Yu, Fat Niu and other non-combatants...
"In the first game, Mu Yingxiong wins and advances to the next round! The next game is between No. 2 and No. 12! Both parties are invited to enter!"
"Elder brother, please give me some advice!" No. 12 was Xu Fu, with a sincere smile on his face.
"Junior Brother Baitian, be careful!" Chen Feng said with an upright look.
After both parties saluted, the great elder shouted: "Start!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng suddenly rushed towards Xu Fu with his sword.
Xu Fu stood where he was, not even bothering to move.
At this time, he felt like a full-level king killing the novice village...
This feels like...
Flying in the fateful sky!
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