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"No difficulty."

Su Yang thought about it seriously, and then said: "But it's not a big problem. The exercises you practice are eight or nine heavenly skills, and you have also mastered the reincarnation swordsmanship."

"Coupled with the sword intent contained in the ancient arm, when you meet Shenzong in the early days, it will be very easy to win."

Su Yang continued: "Even, you can compete with Shenzong in the middle period. As for winning or losing, it's hard to say."

"Of course, if you are willing to turn the suona I refined for you into a royal sword, you can kill the middle stage of Shenzong." Su Yang added with a smile, and did not persuade Wang Fugui any more.

Ever since he knew about Wang Fugui's mother, Su Yang never persuaded Wang Fugui again.

What happened back then caused a lot of damage to his heart, and it took time to recuperate slowly.

"really?"

Wang Fugui suddenly asked: "Young Master Su, if I use a sword, can I defeat you?"

"Haha." Su Yang smiled, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Forget it, I think suona is very good, it fits my aristocratic temperament."

Wang Fugui suddenly lost interest in swords, and at the same time, with a thought, a suona appeared in his hand.

Followed by.

Wang Fugui said solemnly: "Actually, Wang Quan's suona is also very good. Today I will use this suona to tell the world what is the best musical instrument!"

"???"

Su Yang was speechless, and looked at Zhang Zhongyu next to him, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle Fugui, you can play the suona." However, Su Youyou was very happy.

"Hmm."

Wang Fugui nodded and said with an excited smile, "Niece, are you interested in Suona?"

"Yeah, I like eating banquets. Every time I hear the sound of the suona, I feel very happy." Su Youyou said innocently.

"That is, throughout the ages, birth, old age, sickness and death, promotion and fortune, which thing is missing Suona?"

Wang Fugui held his head high, and said proudly: "The only way to welcome life and send death is the suona. Otherwise, how could there be all kinds of musical instruments, and the suona is the king."

"Yeah, Uncle Fugui said it well. What kind of piano, violin, and saxophone are all weak. I don't like it at all."

Su Youyou said seriously: "I just think suona is very nice. Every time I hear the sound of suona, I will put it in a small pocket and wait for the banquet to start. Suona is the most beautiful musical instrument in the world."

"Haha, you are indeed my eldest niece, you have good eyesight, you are my bosom friend!"

"Your father can't do it, a vulgar person can't appreciate such a noble instrument as suona."

Wang Fugui boasted: "I think back then, when I was studying abroad at the Conservatory of Music in Country F, Prince F ran to my dormitory in person, snotted and cried, and begged me on his knees to teach him how to play the suona."

"But playing the suona is too difficult. That prince is a tenth-grade piano musician, and he can play the most difficult scores. He once shared the stage with Lang Lang, and he is not inferior to Lang Lang."

"But he learned to play the suona. After two years of learning, he didn't get started. He couldn't even play the simplest funeral."

Wang Fugui said with contempt on his face: "From this incident, I can tell that what kind of piano is just something for children to play with. If you want to hear really good music, you have to watch the Suona handed down from our Huaguo ancestors."

Chapter 484 He is Shi Haohan

"Yeah, what Uncle Fugui said is really good." Su Youyou applauded Wang Fugui with two small hands.

"Niece, it's hard to find a bosom friend!"

Wang Fugui's eyes were red, he looked at Su Youyou, and said with tears in his eyes: "On the day you get married, Uncle Fugui will blow the birds and the phoenix to you for a whole day!"

"Yeah, thank you Uncle Fugui." Su Youyou smiled happily.

"piss off!"

However, Su Yang kicked Wang Fugui, hugged Su Youyou tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "My daughter is still young, you just thought it was time for her to get married, are you looking for a beating?"

"Yuyou is so sensible and beautiful. She is my little padded jacket. No one in the world is qualified to marry her."

Su Yang said viciously: "If you dare to make such a joke again, I will crush your suona in front of you, and you can cry."

I don't know why, but when he heard Wang Fugui mention the words Youyou was married, Su Yang's heart felt like a knife was twisted, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

It's like the Chinese cabbage that I worked so hard to grow, and was arched by a pig...

Although Yoyo is only a few years old, getting married is a matter of time, the more Su Yang thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he becomes.

"Don't, don't, Young Master Su, I was wrong, I won't be boasting about a hundred birds chasing a phoenix."

Wang Fugui instantly got to the point where Su Yang felt uncomfortable, so he said viciously: "When the time comes, I'll blow up the funeral, and then play the big mourning tune, and send that guy who misses you away!"

"It's more or less the same." Su Yang felt better after hearing this.

"dad."

Su Youyou lay in Su Yang's arms, raised her head to look at Su Yang, her beautiful eyes flickered, and said seriously: "Youyou will not marry, and you will always be with your parents."

"Are you serious?"

Su Yang was heartbroken at once, and quickly rubbed his daughter's head. At the same time, he stretched out his little finger and said with a smile: "Then let's pull the hook and not change it for 100 years."

"Yeah, hang yourself on the hook, and you can't change it for 100 years." Su Youyou also stretched out her little finger.

"Hahaha."

Su Yang's mood suddenly became more joyful.

"Tch, daughter slave."

Wang Fugui muttered in a low voice, and secretly said: "When I go back, I will have a son with Liu Chutian, and then Yoyo will be my daughter-in-law. Young Master Su, you should be sad."

Fortunately, Wang Fugui didn't say anything, if Su Yang knew that he had this idea, he would have to beat him until he couldn't take care of himself.

Next.

The time was almost up, so Su Yang and his party went directly to the scene of the Baizong martial arts without stopping.

It is worth mentioning that Shi Jiutian entrusted the manager of the hotel to tell Su Yang that he was going to visit the Third Master Uncle, so he had already gone to Wudang Mountain.

Under the leadership of Zhang Zhongyu, Su Yang and his group passed through roads.

About half an hour later, everyone finally arrived at Wudang Mountain.

This is not Wudang Mountain, a tourist attraction. Ordinary tourists can only enter a part of Wudang Mountain.

The real Wudang Mountains cannot be set foot by tourists.

The Tianji Gate is located in a hidden area of ​​Wudang Mountain, which is not open to the public.

Outside the mountain gate of Tianji Gate, there is an open space, about the size of two football fields.

In order to host the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, Tianjimen rushed to work quickly and built three arenas, which were more than two meters high.

At this moment, the surrounding areas of the three major arenas are already overcrowded.

All the arrogances of the major powers gathered here, waiting for the upcoming Hundred Sects Contest.

Qian Shanxue has already mentioned the rules of the Hundred Schools of Martial Arts.

In the first round of elimination, all the contestants were divided into twelve tracks, and each track had about 48 people.

Only the No.1 of the track can directly advance.

As for the others, they will not be eliminated immediately, but will enter the waiting area.

These people in the undecided area will be promoted to eight additional tracks, and they will still be No. 1 in that track.

In the end, eight contestants were resurrected, and the previous 12 people, a total of 20 people, entered the next round.

In order to save time, Tianjimen built three arenas.

The first track to the fourth track, on the left side of the ring, enter the field in turn.

Competitors from the fifth to eighth tracks will decide the winner in the ring in the middle.

From the ninth track to the No.12 track, they will take turns to board the ring on the right.

Three arenas are going on at the same time.

That is to say, the contestants of the first track, the fifth track, and the ninth track will have to board the three rings on the left, middle and right one after another as soon as nine o'clock arrives.

At [-]:[-], the game officially started.

It is now known that Wang Fugui is on the fifth track, Shi Jiutian is on the ninth track, and Su Yang is on the sixth track.

Both Wang Fugui and Shi Jiutian would step into the ring at nine o'clock, one into the middle ring and the other into the right ring.

As for Su Yang, he had to wait for the winner on the fifth track where Wang Fugui was located before he could climb onto the ring in the middle and compete with Tianjiao on the sixth track.

When Su Yang and his group arrived, it was exactly nine o'clock, and Tianjiao of the fifth track entered the middle ring one after another.

"Young Master Su, I'm going up, I'm so excited." Wang Fugui was a little stage frightened.

"Haha."

Su Yang smiled and comforted him: "Young Master Wang, be more confident. You are a cultivator at the ninth level of qi training. Self-confidence is invincible."

"Ok!"

Wang Fugui nodded solemnly, gritted his teeth and cheered himself up: "I can do it, violent girl, wait until I go back and marry you!"

Subsequently.

Under Su Yang's watchful eyes, Wang Fugui took the suona up to the middle stage.

Su Yang held Su Youyou's hand and stood in the crowd, but his eyes fell on the high seat in the distance.

Right in front of the three arenas, there are ten carefully crafted seats, majestic and magnificent.

Above the seats are the ten referees of this year's Hundred Schools of Martial Arts, who are in charge of controlling the audience.

Among these referees, there was an acquaintance... Qian Shanxue.

As the leader of Jiufeng Mountain, one of the great powers in the ancient martial arts world, Qian Shanxue is naturally qualified to be the leader.

Besides Qian Shanxue, there was another person who gave Su Yang a familiar feeling.

It was an old man with white hair, wearing a long robe, with a fairy-like demeanor, he looked majestic without anger.

This person is Shi Haohan, the master of Mount Tai.

Although Su Yang has never met him, but because of his blood, he always feels that this person is very familiar.

Just as Su Yang was looking at Shi Haohan, Shi Haohan's eyes also fell on Su Yang.

Swish!

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, their faces sinking like water, and there was no color in their eyes.

"Zhang Zhongyu, who is that person, do you know him?" Su Yang asked after a while.

"Report to the Palace Master."

Zhang Zhongyu glanced at Shi Haohan, and then said cautiously: "That old man is the Lord of Mount Tai, Shi Haohan."

"It turned out to be him, hehe, no wonder there is a feeling of familiarity." Hearing this, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 485

For Shi Haohan, Su Yang didn't feel the slightest favor in his heart.

Because in his opinion, it was this grandfather whom he had never met that made him think that his family was ruined.

Although I learned later that my mother was not dead, I couldn't see my mother again.

"The land of Fengchan, just wait, I will set foot there soon, and make a big fuss!"

Su Yang sneered again and again, then extended his thumb to Shi Haohann, turned it 180 degrees, and then pressed down hard twice, his eyes were full of contempt.

"presumptuous!"

"This brat, how dare you be so disrespectful to me!"

Shi Haohan on the high seat, having seen Su Yang, naturally recognized that Su Yang was his cheap grandson, and also saw what Su Yang's actions represented, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

At this time.

An old man in Taoist robes on the seat next to Shi Haohann asked in confusion, "Brother Shi, what's wrong, why are you so angry?"