Chapter 34

In a valley in Huanfang Mountain, the uncle Wang Qi had seen was leaning on a boulder with a helpless look on his face. He was listening to the chatter of several old men next to him. He was wandering around the world, using his ears to capture the sounds in the distance.

Birdsong in the wind.

An old man pushed him: "Yang Qing!"

The middle-aged man had no choice but to look serious and said: "Senior brothers, that nephew Wang is really good."

The old man who stretched out his hand to push him rolled his eyes: "Really? Last night, when he entered the town, he caused an uproar. The young heroes who came to our Huanfang Mountain Sword Cultivator to open the door to accept disciples were all talking about it.

.How can a person with almost no cultivation become a disciple of Huanfang Mountain, or even a master-uncle generation."

Yang Qing's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he said in surprise: "Who said Wang Qi has no cultivation? Back in Ningcheng, he used the eighth-grade martial artist to kill the pill-forming fox demon on the battlefield!"

Several old men looked at each other. They had gone to see Wang Qishang while he was sleeping. Indeed, as the people in the small town said, he had almost no cultivation. But what Yang Qing said now was another story. Even when they

The trash in Yang Qing's eyes turned into a genius?

Yang Qing stood up and said in a deep voice: "Although junior sister may be a little willful, her vision is not bad. Except for the small town at the foot of the mountain, there should be few people on the mountain who have seen Wang Qi, right?"

"Not necessarily. The two people who went to pick up Wang Qi last night seemed to be a little dissatisfied with him. One of them is your disciple Lin Zhenqing." An old man said leisurely.

"That's it." Yang Qing chuckled, "He may not be dissatisfied, he may just be disappointed. My view of accepting a disciple will not be any worse. Where is my junior sister?"

"I haven't seen Xu Qiang since she returned to the mountain."

Yang Qing nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Okay, brothers, don't be too worried, Wang Qi is a good prospect."

An old man shook his head: "Since even you said he is a good seedling, he must be a good seedling. However, this time, when we open the door to accept disciples, it is not only those young people who want to join the temple, but also some others.

The masters of our sect, if they insist on holding on to the fact that Wang Qi is now a man with almost no cultivation, I am afraid it will be very troublesome."

"Even if Huanfang Mountain does not compete with the world for fame and fortune, it is undeniable that we are too strong. Hanging high above the heads of these sects, even the dynasties, will always make them feel uneasy." Another old man said quietly.

"What are you afraid of? Since the establishment of the Huanfang Sword Field, it has gone through many unknown ups and downs. Now, it's just a matter of doing it all over again." Yang Qing said without caring at all.

...

Wang Qi followed the greeting and looked around, and saw Zhang Danxian walking over here carrying a meal.

"Brother Zhang." Wang Qi nodded slightly in greeting.

Seeing Zhang Danxian coming over, Fang He stood up and said, "I'm leaving first, and I'll play with you then."

Before Wang Qi could say anything, Fang He left.

Zhang Danxian sat opposite Wang Qi, looked at Fang He who was leaving, and then looked away: "Brother Wang, do you have any plans after eating?"

Wang Qi replied casually: "That's not true. I'm not familiar with the mountains either."

Zhang Danxian nodded and said, "I will go down the mountain later."

The two chatted one after another, and after eating, they parted.

Wang Qi walked back along the way he came. The mist in the mountains had dissipated, but the dense clouds in the sky made the mountains still look gloomy.

Walking on the moss-covered mountain road, Wang Qi paused.

I saw a young man sitting at the corner of the mountain road ahead. The young man was wearing black clothes, with his feet on the steps, and a black sword in his hand leaning on the moss-covered stone.

The young man in black stood up, took the sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Li Poguang, I have met Master Uncle Wang Qi."

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes and said nothing. "Li Poguang? I don't know him. What do you want to do?"

When Li Poguang saw that Wang Qi was silent, he was not annoyed and continued to say with a smile: "I heard that my uncle had just returned to the mountain, so I took the liberty to come here. I hope that my uncle can give me some pointers on the art of swordsmanship."

Wang Qi suddenly realized that he was here to cause trouble.

Seeing this, Wang Qi also turned cold: "I'm joking, I just returned to the mountain gate, and the swordsmanship in the sect has not been practiced yet. I'm afraid that my trip to the sect will be in vain."

With that said, Wang Qi continued to walk forward, walking past Li Poguang without looking back, without looking back.

"Uncle Master!" Li Poguang shouted.

Wang Qi paused for a moment, then turned back to look at Li Poguang, with confusion on his face.

"Up and down the mountain, I don't have a good opinion of you, Uncle Master." Li Poguang said slowly.

"A person with almost no cultivation became the disciple of Master Xu, and suddenly became the uncle of everyone in the mountain. There are many people who want to seek advice from the uncle. The uncle avoided the disciples, but what about the other disciples?" Li Po

Light said.

Wang Qi frowned. He did not expect that Li Poguang would say this.

Indeed, from Lu Xianyu's attitude last night, Wang Qi guessed that his situation in Huanfang Mountain would not be very good. When eating in the canteen today, the disciples in the canteen ignored him, which was evident. But he did not

I thought that Li Poguang would say it directly without any politeness.

Seeing that Wang Qi still didn't speak, Li Poguang continued: "If my uncle can fight with me and win, then the voices of opposition and doubts in the mountains will be much smaller. Then, anyone who dares to come to my uncle for advice

, there may only be one or two. If the people on the mountain are convinced, then those people at the bottom of the mountain will be convinced."

Wang Qi chuckled, Li Poguang, is his relationship still for his own good?

"Today I am bold, please ask uncle and me to ask simply with the sword." Li Poguang slowly raised the black long sword in his hand.

"Just ask with the sword?" Wang Qi thought about it.

If you add in your cultivation, then you have absolutely no hope of winning.

If you simply ask with a sword, it seems possible.

Wang Qi had already known what kind of existence the Huanfang Sword Field was. The disciples in the mountain should all be the best among men. Can he defeat it?

"Uncle Master, are you afraid?" Li Poguang felt a flash of disappointment in his heart when he saw that Wang Qi had not spoken for a long time.

Master Xu is such a great uncle, but his disciples are so cowed, or is this person really a waste as rumored?

"Afraid?" Wang Qi chuckled, "Then it will be as you wish!"

It's just a game NPC. Why should I, Wang Qi, be afraid!?

The two came to the large flat where Wang Qi had just walked and stood in sequence.

Wang Qi took out the Falling Flower Sword and held it in his left hand, his eyes solemn.

Xu Qiang's first nameless swordsmanship, Luohua Swordsmanship, and basic swordsmanship should be enough.

"Uncle Master, I am drawing my sword." Li Poguang said.

Wang Qi nodded impatiently.

Li Poguang strode forward and rushed to Wang Qi, sprinting out with the long black sword in his hand.

Wang Qi leaned back slightly and raised his falling flower sword from bottom to top.

The two swords clashed together, with a crisp "ding" sound, and the two of them took a few steps back in unison.

A trace of excitement flashed in Li Poguang's eyes. The sword strike just now was just a test. It seems that this uncle Wang Qi is not the so-called waste.

Wang Qi exerted a little force with his left hand and felt that the tiger's mouth was a little sore. Then Li Poguang stabbed his chest with his sword, fast and fierce. It seemed that there really were no simple people in Huanfang Mountain.

"Come again!" Wang Qi shouted.

Li Poguang rushed towards Wang Qi with his long sword, but Wang Qi was not afraid at all and faced him head on.

Both of them used the most basic swordsmanship to draw swords, stab, tease, and point.

The long swords collided, sparks flashed out, and crisp knocking sounds continued to sound on the large flat.

Wang Qi's expression gradually became serious as he wielded the sword. He had not recovered from his serious injury, and his physical strength was gradually unable to keep up. In addition, he was using his left hand, so the speed of his sword draw was not as fast as at the beginning.

On the other hand, Li Poguang became more and more courageous as he fought, with his eyes shining brightly.

When Li Poguang stabbed his chest with his long sword again, Wang Qi did not choose to confront him head-on this time, but turned sideways to avoid it.

Li Poguang's eyes lit up: "Flaw!"

He grabbed the slightest chance of Wang Qi sideways dodging and turned his long sword into a sweeping sweep, aiming at Wang Qi's back.

"Ding!" Wang Qi had already expected that the opponent would use his sword like this, and in a very short time, the Luohua Sword lay behind him.

Li Poguang was about to sheath his sword when his attack failed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qi's eyes flashed with light.

The Luohua Swordsmanship was launched brazenly.

Wang Qi pressed himself in front of Li Poguang, his falling flower sword flashing with cold light, and rushed towards Li Poguang.

The main focus of Luohua Swordsman is a quick word and a random word.

The quick sword that looks chaotic is actually very orderly.

Li Poguang was suddenly approached and had to keep retreating, trying to distance himself.

The gorgeous and confusing sword light enveloped Li Poguang. His retreat from the beginning to distance him meant that Li Poguang had lost the opportunity and wanted to take a breather from Wang Qi's lightning-fast falling flower swordsmanship.

It has become an extremely difficult thing.

Wang Qi suppressed Li Poguang, and at the same time he was secretly surprised. From the very beginning, the design showed flaws to seize the opportunity, and now he is suppressing. Wang Qi has already felt exhausted, but Li Poguang has never been completely defeated.

Defeated, facing his own stormy attack, he still has the ability to resist.
To be continued...