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Chapter 111 Huashan On Swords ([-])

After leaving the Chang'an branch of the Beggar Gang, He Ergou followed Xian Yunzi all the way back to Xiaoyao Valley to prepare for the upcoming Huashan Discussion of Swords.

He said he was preparing, but in fact he didn't do anything. He Ergou didn't know martial arts in the first place, and on a platform like Huashan Lunjian to compete with each other, naturally he couldn't use bone erosion powder to win.

In the past few days, He Ergou just reviewed all the tricks about martial arts that his master gave him one after another.

Fortunately, he is naturally intelligent, has been engaged in scientific research for many years, and his memory is also very strong. He was worried that he would not be able to remember the martial arts tricks taught by his master.

Just a few days passed, and soon it was the day of Huashan's sword debate. He Ergou bid farewell to Xianyunzi and went to Huashan alone.

In order to welcome the young heroes from various sects, the Huashan School arranged many disciples to welcome them at the mountain gate.

As soon as everyone went to Mount Hua, they were taken to the inner hall to have a rest, eat some snacks and drink some water. After resting and adjusting, they could go to the arena to assemble in advance.

He Ergou went to the arena after some repairs. The arena of Huashan Lunjian this time is different from the arena when He Ergou first came to this world. This arena is very wide and not very high. No chance of being shot down.

Therefore, the rule is naturally no longer to beat the enemy out of the arena to win, but to make the enemy lose the ability to fight or take the initiative to admit defeat before it can be considered a victory.

After noon, the participating disciples from all sects and sects had already taken their positions at the ring.

At this time, a middle-aged scholar waved a folding fan and walked leisurely onto the ring. Although this person was old, he was also said to be handsome, graceful, unrestrained and elegant.

Everyone's eyes turned to this person, who stood in the center of the ring and said loudly: "Young heroes, I am the witness of this Huashan sword debate, the leader of the Huashan Sect, Xu Songchen."

He Ergou looked at the man and wondered: "I didn't expect that the leader of the Huashan Sect would look like a weak Confucian scholar."

Xu Songchen said: "Today you young heroes are here at Huashan Mountain to compete with each other in martial arts. Remember to stop at the last minute and not to hurt the harmony between martial arts fellows..."

When Xu Songchen was talking, someone suddenly patted He Ergou lightly. He Ergou turned his head, but saw Tang Jun standing behind him.

Tang Jun smiled and said, "Brother He, long time no see."

Suddenly seeing Tang Jun, He Ergou suddenly remembered that at the Tang Clan's birthday banquet, Tang Yuan and his son fought against the evil people of the Zhuyin Sect alone in order to let everyone escape, but they returned unscathed. Everyone in the world said that they had taken refuge. Demonic Cult.

When he met Tang Jun at this time, He Ergou couldn't help feeling uneasy.

He Ergou forced a smile and said, "Long time no see, Brother Tang."

Tang Jun looked around and said in a low voice: "Brother He, it seems that the Zhanyunjian sent more than one contestant today, I'm afraid they are looking for trouble for you, you have to be careful."

"More than one person?" He Ergou asked back, "But isn't Huashan Lunjian not allowed to accompany you?"

Tang Jun shrugged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You also know the style of Zhanyun Sword Sect..."

He Ergou nodded, and said in his heart: "Discussion on swords in Huashan is an important matter in the Central Plains martial arts. If they want to make me lose face, this kind of occasion is indeed the best... But I don't know if the person participating this time is Murong Guang."

In the ring, Xu Songchen was still announcing the rules at Lanxess: "This Huashan sword competition will be based on rounds. Each round's opponents will be determined by drawing lots. The young hero who wins the final battle will be the leader of this competition."

"Next, please come to the testing room to draw opponents."

He Ergou looked in the direction Xu Songchen was pointing at, and there were two Huashan School disciples standing in the side room, holding an exquisite wooden box in their hands.

He Ergou and Tang Jun walked over together, intending to draw his opponent.

He Ergou stood at the end of the team and saw a very familiar person in front of him. This person was wearing a Taoist robe. Although he did not have the demeanor of everyone, he had an air of immortality and excellent character. He was Ye Qingyun, the senior brother of the Wudang Sect.

Seeing He Ergou and Tang Jun coming from behind, Ye Qingyun just gave them a cold look, then turned around without saying a word.

Ye Qingyun said happily in his heart: "There are still useless people like He Ergou and Tang Jun participating in this competition. If I can face them, wouldn't I just win a game out of thin air?"

Seeing Ye Qingyun's indifferent expression, He Ergou didn't put himself and Tang Jun in his eyes. He felt displeased and ignored Ye Qingyun.

Finally, when it was time for Ye Qingyun to draw a signature, Ye Qingyun stepped forward, gently opened the wooden box, and grabbed one from the inside.

Ye Qingyun put the signature in his hand, and slowly opened the signature. Inside was written "Qi" with a brush.

There was a sudden word "Qi" in this sign, which made Ye Qingyun a little confused, so he saw a handsome young monk with peach blossom eyes standing beside him, who was Shanming from Shaolin Temple.

Shanming was looking down at the lottery, and seemed to be puzzled.

Ye Qingyun thought to himself: "I am a high-ranking disciple of Wudang, if I ask directly, it will damage my reputation, why don't we first see what word this monk uses."

Therefore, Ye Qingyun stepped forward quickly, stood still in front of Shanming, cupped his hands and said: "Master Shanming, I don't know what word you took?"

Shanming looked at Ye Qingyun, then at the sign in his hand, touched the top of his head, and said slowly: "Benefactor Ye... the little monk got no word."

"No words?" Ye Qingyun was taken aback again, feeling even more worried, but he didn't know why there was no word on the signature in Shanming's hand.

At this time, He Ergou on the side also drew a signature, opened it and saw that the word "Heaven" was written with a brush on the paper.

For a moment, He Ergou couldn't understand the meaning of the signature. But he just heard Shanming say that his signature had no words on it, so he asked: "Master Shanming, is there no writing on your signature?"

Shan Ming was slightly startled, then waved his hand hurriedly and said: "No... the little monk's signature is the word "None"."

Only then did He Ergou understand that what Shanming said was "nothing", not a blank sign.

At this time, a strong man strode up in front of the crowd and said in a rough voice: "What kind of broken lottery is this? Just write the word 'only'. Who knows what it means, and I don't know if I can meet a soft persimmon..."

This person was Hu Tianxiao from the Zhanyun Sword Sect. When he said this, he kept squinting at He Ergou, and the sarcasm in his words was already very obvious.

When He Ergou saw Hu Tianxiao, he was slightly surprised: he didn't expect Zhanyun Sword Sect to send him to participate in Huashan Sword Discussion.

But after thinking about it, he felt relieved, it must be that Murong Yun knew that his son would never get the first place this time, so he simply sent him again, and losing to others would not be considered a loss of face to the Zhanyun Sword Sect.

He Ergou felt funny in his heart: This Hu Tianxiao had always been used as a shield by Murong Yun, but he was still arrogant everywhere, which was really pitiful when he thought about it.

At the moment, he didn't want to exchange words with him, so he just thought about it quietly: "Since it's signed, there are a total of 20 disciples from different sects participating in the competition today. Presumably these words can be connected into a poem, but it is only a twenty-character poem..."

At this time, a man who didn't know what sect he came from opened his mouth and asked, "Do you know what the word Qi means?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingyun raised his head and said, "It's also the same word on the signature!"

"The signatures of these two people are both the same..." He Ergou said in his heart, "Since there are the same characters, it must be that the signatures this time form two identical cross poems, and the one that is literally the same is the one in this field. opponent……"

"Only, Wu, Qi..." He Ergou thought to himself, "There are countless good poems in the Central Plains since ancient times. If we only rely on these three words, it would be too difficult... Today's sword debate in Huashan, if the mystery is the same as Huashan Related…”

Suddenly, He Ergou had a flash of inspiration, and couldn't help shouting: "Only the sky is above, and there is no mountain like it!" The signature of the sword.

"it is good!"

As soon as He Ergou finished speaking, there was a cheer from the crowd. Xu Songchen strode up to the crowd, stroked his beard, and looked at He Ergou with a smile.

Xu Songchen said: "I didn't expect you to be able to break my mystery. The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect are indeed very talented!"

Being praised by Xu Songchen in public, He Ergou couldn't help feeling a little panicked, and hastily cupped his hands and said, "Master Xu's absurd praise! My mind is dull, it's just a fluke."

Xu Songchen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you were lucky or not, you always solved my mystery. This is your reward."

As he spoke, Xu Songchen handed a copy of the secret book of "Xihua Footwork" to He Ergou.

He Ergou hurriedly handed over his hand to thank him and put the secret book in his bag.

Seeing Ye Qingyun's eyes, his heart was filled with anger, and he thought: "This Ergou cheats the world and steals his name, and his martial arts are mediocre, but he wants to show off his prestige with his tongue. Sooner or later, he will show how powerful the Wudang sect's disciples are."

At this time, Tang Jun had also drawn his own signature. He slowly walked to everyone and said, "My signature has the word...'Heaven' written on it."

(End of this chapter)