Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

I don't know who talked about it, and the news of Luo Wangchuan's defeat spread all over Lingyundu early in the morning of the second day.

Yushu Villa smelled the wind, so they sent someone over at noon that day, called it a visit, but it was actually an interview. They traveled all over Lingyun Palace, asked about the details of that night, and went back to write an article.

Lin Baixiao learned that the sword of the young hero in white was inlaid with seven jade stones, and he immediately swiped his pen: The young hero who stepped on the snow broke into the Lingyun Palace at night, but Liufeng Huixue Sword lost.

In the previous half month, the name "Taxue" had appeared four or five times in the Jianghu post newspaper. The content was that he sneaked into the residence of corrupt officials and profiteers to steal treasures, and on the way, a hero rescued the beauty and beat up two little hooligans.

According to the little hooligan's confession afterwards, what Taxue was holding was the Tianyuliufang sword.

Therefore, the impression of him in the world has been fixed: white clothes, holding the sword of rain and fragrance, leaving flowers after killing people and stealing treasures.

This time, when he broke into the Lingyun Palace at night, the Jianghu sect immediately exploded.

The owner of Chaosheng Pavilion, Nan Fengyi, after reading the post newspaper that day, came to visit with a basket of fruit, and his words were full of gloating, as if he had avenged his bloody torture by Luo Wangchuan back then.

After Huamei changed the medicine for head Luo, she went to knock on the door of Mubai's house.

The door opened, and Mu Bai poked his head out: "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

He had applied powder on his face, but he still couldn't hide his haggard look.Huamei asked: "Xiaobai, are you sick?"

Mubai coughed twice: "It's a little uncomfortable, but I've already taken the medicine, don't worry."

"That's good." Huamei walked into the room and sat down at the table, "The Li family said that they can rent out their arena to you on the first day of next month, but Junior Sister Bai, do you really want to recruit relatives through a martial arts competition?"

Mubai calculated in his mind that his injury should be almost healed by then, so he nodded: "I made the marriage earlier, so that others can dispel this thought."

"But... what can His Royal Highness do?"

"What does it matter to him?"

Huamei stared at him and shook her head: "Since you have made a decision, I will go and settle the matter tomorrow. The husband will be chosen then, so don't regret it."

"Let me tell you, although His Royal Highness is not good at conduct, but he is a noble man, and his appearance and demeanor are all high-class, not inferior to that martial arts master."

Mu Bai lowered his eyes: "Oh."

"That's all, let you go." Huamei changed the subject, "By the way, Xiaobai, did Elder Sister mention your father to you?"

"Father?" Mu Bai recalled the original text, it seemed that there was such a person, but he hadn't appeared a few times, and he would not remember it for a while, so he said, "I haven't mentioned it, what's wrong?"

"He's in Sect Leader Luo's house right now."

Mu Bai asked blankly, "Did you come to see me?"

"No, he came to laugh at Sect Leader Luo." After hesitating for a moment, Huamei told him, "Actually, your biological father is the Pavilion Master of Chaosheng Pavilion, Nanfengyi."

"...Is that the second one on the list of knights?"

"Yes." Huamei sighed, "but after the old valley owner left, he has not set foot in Qinglian Valley for many years. After finding you, the elder sister originally wanted to take you to recognize relatives, but heard that Nanfeng Yi had Xinhuan dismissed this idea. Now he is in Lingyun Palace, if you want to see him, I will take you there."

Mu Bai quickly waved his hands: "No, no."

"Fine." Thrush patted him on the shoulder, "If you want, you can sneak over and take a look to see what your father looks like."

Mu Bai thought about it carefully, he really should go and see him, and remember his appearance, so that he can hide when he meets him in the future.

After Huamei left, he sneaked outside the door of Luo Wangchuan's house and looked in through the crack of the door.

A man in an indigo robe was sitting by the bed, his face could not be seen clearly, but the outline was pleasing to the eye.He shook off the post newspaper in his hand, and was reading something aloud.

Luo Wangchuan's hands and feet were tightly bandaged, and he lay expressionless on the bed, his eyes filled with: I'm too lazy to take care of this idiot.

In the past two days, Mubai's shoulders have been hurting badly, and he tried not to move as much as he could, so he hadn't read the post newspaper yet, so he lay on the door and listened carefully.

Nan Fengyi tutted his head and shook his head: "Brother Luo, I heard that this young Taxue can beat you to pieces. It's powerful, powerful."

Mubai said in his heart: It turns out that yin and yang strange energy is a compulsory homework for Chaosheng Pavilion.

Luo Wangchuan didn't pay any attention to it at all, Nanfeng Yi remained interested, turned a page, and read out: "The newest knight-errant ranking, top of the list - Swordsman Taxue, Lingyun Palace Luo Wangchuan, Chaoshengge Nanfeng... eh? How did I fall to third place?"

Luo Wangchuan said: "You don't know? The top ten was successfully challenged, and the ranking moved down one place. Treading defeated me and came to the top of the list. Naturally, you will be pushed to the third place."

Nan Fengyi couldn't believe it: "Why?"

"I am stronger than you."

"I don't accept it. We will fight again after you recover from your injuries."

Luo Wangchuan twitched the corners of his lips: "I'm going to take the strong piano, don't discount it and ask me to pay for it."

"you……"

Afterwards, Mu Bai could no longer listen to what they said.

He had just come out of the arena, and his internal strength was not deep enough. He was able to defeat Luo Wangchuan that night, mostly because of skill, surprise and a certain amount of luck.

Therefore, he never expected to be at the top of the list of chivalrous men.

Mu Bai felt dizzy, and the injury on his shoulder was aching, so he dragged his legs back to the house.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open for half an hour, pulled himself together, and looked at the sword manual under his pillow.

Now that this honor has fallen on his forehead, he can only redouble his efforts to make his skills worthy of his fame.

At night, Mu Bai, holding a sword on his back, knocked on the door of Jiang Cijing's room.

"Jiangshenbu, I got what you asked for." He raised the letter in his hand, "I found it in the head of Luo's house—a love letter from Luo Ziyi to Miss Ling."

Jiang Cijing's eyes lit up: "That's great, thank you, Young Man!"

He hurriedly welcomed Mu Bai into the room, poured tea and asked, "I don't know where you found this love letter?"

"It's in the scabbard." Mu Bai said, "Master Luo has a sword on the bed. It looks very ordinary. I took it out and looked, and found this."

"Oh." Jiang Cijing suddenly realized, "That should be the sword used by Master Luo when he pretended to be Miss Ling."

Mu Bai asked: "How do you plan to deal with it?"

Jiang Cijing pondered and said: "I'll give this to Ziyi first, and see what he plans. However, the head of Luo is seriously injured, and now is not a good time... Oh, young man, I don't mean to blame you."

"I know." Mu Bai coughed, "I don't want this bounty, you give it to Luo Ziyi, let him buy some tonics for Master Luo to make soup for."

"How does this work?"

"Take it as a favor for me." Mu Bai stood up, "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."

He walked to the door and thought of something: "By the way, if we bump into each other in the future, don't be brave, just admit defeat and I won't hurt you."

Jiang Cijing was puzzled and said, "Why... Could it be that you, young man, planned to commit a crime?"

He thought about it carefully, the incidents of Taxue that were reported in the newspapers these days were indeed on the verge of breaking the law, but morally, they were doing good things for the people.

"Young Hero Treading Snow, don't worry, I, Wan Jingsi, are not that pedantic yamen, all you do are good deeds, if we really meet, we will turn a blind eye and close one eye, so as not to embarrass you."

Mu Bai: "...Forget it, I'm leaving."

On the first day of junior high school, Lingyundu.

"Have you heard? The young master of Qinglian Valley who defeated Elder Meng before, is competing outside Yizui Xuan today to recruit relatives."

"Is it the one in the post newspaper? I think that although she has high martial arts skills, she doesn't look very good. No wonder she has to put on a ring to recruit her husband."

"I heard from Lingyun Palace's disciples that she was the one who danced the sword at the Qiqiao Festival last time."

"No way? That girl is so beautiful..."

There were different opinions in the teahouse, and finally everyone unanimously decided to go outside Yizui Xuan at noon to see what the young master of Qinglian Valley looks like.

Unexpectedly, the martial arts competition began, but the protagonist who recruited relatives did not appear.

The onlookers poked their heads and saw a woman in white clothes and green shirts on the stage. Shi Shiran bowed and said: "Thrush in Xiaqinglian Valley, the young master is not feeling well, and I will preside over the competition on her behalf."

Under the stage with an excellent view, Ye Xing and Jin Yi stood by the wheelchair, Su Mo held a cup of tea in his hand, flicked off the foam slowly, and took a sip.

Jin Yi saw the disciples of Lingyun Palace who were gearing up behind the ring, squeezed his sweat, and asked aloud, "My lord, do you need Ye Xing to go up for you?"

"No need." Su Mo lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The gongs and drums sounded, and the competition to recruit relatives officially began.

Competitors fight in pairs, and the winner enters the next round. After ten rounds, the person who finally stands on the stage becomes the ring master, and the time for the ring lasts forever.

Mubai's news was released late, so not many people participated in the competition to recruit relatives, most of them were Lingyun Palace disciples.

After the eight rounds of competition, there were only three disciples of Lingyun Palace and Wan Jingsi Jiang Shenzhu left on the stage.

Seeing that Jiang Cijing's momentum was overwhelming, Mu Bai decided to eliminate him in advance, so as not to give him unnecessary expectations.

The four-in-two competition started, and Mu Bai stepped onto the stage, standing opposite Jiang Cijing.

Jiang Cijing rubbed his eyes: "Young Hero Treading Snow, why are you..."

Mubai felt sorry, and said softly, "Go down, swords have no eyes, I don't want to hurt you."

Jiang Cijing thought of what he said before leaving that day, and frowned: "Did you know that Miss Qin is competing in martial arts today to recruit relatives?"

Mu Bai didn't answer, just repeated: "Go down."

Seeing that he avoided answering, Jiang Cijing frowned, gripped the handle of the knife with his fingers, and let out two "clicks".

He stared at Mubai, raised his knife and rushed towards him.

Mu Bai didn't draw his sword, but went forward, caught the blade with his right hand, slapped Jiang Cijing's shoulder with his left hand, then turned around, swayed behind him and swung his palm again.

Jiang Cijing was pushed to the edge of the ring, plunged the knife into the ground, and barely stopped.

Mu Bai didn't draw his sword because he was afraid of accidental injury, but in Jiang Cijing's eyes, it was a humiliation.He fired the real fire, drew out the knife, jumped up, and slashed straight at him with a jump.

Mu Bai dodged sideways, and pinched the back of the saber with his left hand again, and the internal force was transmitted through the blade, making Jiang Cijing's wrist stiff.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he grabbed the long knife with his backhand and threw it back, nailing it to the ground with a "buzz".

Then, after a few moves between fists and palms, Jiang Cijing's hands were caught, and he fell to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Before Jiang Cijing could break free, Mu Bai dragged him to the edge of the ring and threw him into the hands of Luo Ziyi who brought his master to watch the fun.

If you fall off the ring, you lose.

Jiang Cijing was put back on the ground by Luo Ziyi, supported his knees and gasped for a few breaths, then suddenly raised a punch and slammed it on the edge of the ring.

After taking the knife from Mu Bai, he turned and left the crowd without saying a word.

After watching him go away, Mu Bai turned around and drew out the Tian Yu Liu Fang sword.

As soon as the seven bright white jade stones came out, the three Lingyun Palace disciples on the stage felt a lot of pressure.

They have seen this swordsmanship before, and even the master was injured like that, and they have no chance of winning against him.

One of them bit the bullet and took a beating, and walked off the stage in despair, while the other two abstained directly.

Standing on the ring, Mu Bai watched as the thrush lit a stick of incense.

Someone guessed his identity with a sword, and there was a lot of discussion in the arena.Everyone knows that the master is the top of the list of knights, so how can anyone dare to challenge him? Isn't that just looking for a beating?

The incense was about to burn out, and Mu Bai was about to insert the sword back into the scabbard, when suddenly a black shadow flew across the field of vision.

Sensing the danger, he immediately crossed his sword and held a folding fan.

The folding fan seemed a little light, but Mu Bai was caught off guard for a moment, and was pushed backwards.

Su Mo stretched out his hand to hold his waist: "Be careful."

The blue hair brushed past his ears, Mu Bai saw his eyebrows and eyes clearly, and his Adam's apple twitched: "...What the hell?"