Embrace the blade

After that night, Jiang Li never saw Jiang Lanze again until the day of the Shanhe League Competition.

A ring was set up in the center of the martial arts arena in Guiyun Villa, followed by a wooden high platform with a big drum on it. At the beginning of the day, the drum beat three times, and the big competition began.

In order to show fairness, the grand competition was presided over by Lin Shi, the suzerain of Guangqin Sect, one of the three sects. There are only two rules: [-]. You must be upright and upright, and you must not hurt people's lives; If you win, you will be the new leader.

The people of Guiyun Villa are located on the left side of the arena, occupying one side alone. The head of the Shaozhuang Master, Jiang Lanze, has a serious face and is staring at the arena. There is a young man dressed as a disciple in blue with cloud patterns standing there, holding his sword towards the audience. A dense group of people greeted: "Jiang Huaiyang in Xiaguiyun Villa, if you want to fight against the young master, please pass me first."

This was the arrangement of the person in charge Jiang Zhongyue, and everyone in the Jianghu felt it was reasonable and had no objection, they all turned their heads and looked around, looking for who would take the lead.

"Dwdling, I'm coming!" With a soft shout, a figure turned onto the ring, and there was a heavy bang when the landing landed, and a muscular man stood up. He was dressed in black cloth and held a fist in both hands Facing the heavy meteor hammer, "Pingsha faction, Yang Kuan, please enlighten me!"

Jiang Huaiyang looked at him with his head tilted, and frowned slightly. He didn't know whether he disliked this little sect whose name he had never heard of, or because he didn't like his rough appearance, so he just gave a perfunctory 'hmm'.

A drum sounded on the high platform, and the competition began.

Yang Kuan made a quick move and preempted the attack. The iron chain rattled and the Zuo Hammer was thrown out like a projectile. There was a sharp hiss, and it exploded on the ring with a bang, actually smashing a dent in the dense wooden board.

Jiang Huaiyang was startled, he felt that he was in danger, and couldn't help but look at the opponent for three points, but Yang Kuan retracted his strength, and the left hammer flew up and hit him in the back.He was powerful, Jiang Huaiyang didn't confront him head-on, it happened that Guiyun's swordsmanship emphasized lightness and elegance, so he turned his wrist, and the long sword turned the direction of the hammer four or two times a thousand catties, returning the great power to the opponent.

Yang Kuan let go of the chain and swung it. When Zuo Hammer came flying like flying, he jumped up and kicked him towards the opponent. The castration became more rapid and fierce, unstoppable!

This is the beginning of the real confrontation. Yang Kuan's moves are open and closed, full of murderous aura, while Jiang Huaiyang moves around, not only does not lose the wind at all, but also has a bit of chicness that does not touch his body.Seeing this, Yang Kuan let out a heavy snort, his wrist trembled, and the chain clanged loudly as he pulled the chain. The hammer that was attacking Jiang Huaiyang swayed and circled around the long sword a few times, and then he pulled back heavily. , the chain locked the long sword, pulling Jiang Huaiyang forward involuntarily. At the same time, he threw out his right hammer and hit the opponent's door mercilessly!

Jiang Lanze in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to blink. He never thought that Jiang Huaiyang would suffer at the hands of such a little-known sect. Only then did he understand why his father It was once said that the rivers and lakes are so big that one should not be frivolous.

At the critical moment, Jiang Huaiyang leaned back to dodge with all his strength, and at the same time drew a sword flower on his wrist. Somehow, he pulled out the long sword as if nothing, and after dodging the hammer, he took advantage of the open door on the opponent's chest. , At the moment when it was too late to return, he drew out his sword.Yang Kuan hurriedly retreated, but just now he pulled Jiang Huaiyang too close, he took a step back, his throat felt cold, his body froze, he looked down, the point of the sword hit his throat, barely stopped, Only a little bit of flesh was broken.

"Guiyun Villa, Jiang Huaiyang wins!" Sect Master Lin said loudly, followed by two drums on the high platform.

There was no danger, and he won the first game. Jiang Huaiyang couldn't help showing a little shame. Seeing Yang Kuan on the opposite side put away his weapons and got off the ring without saying a word. It's not surprising, Xin Dao is a person from a small place After all, if you don't know the rules, you can't get on the stage.

"Unexpectedly, this Jiang Huaiyang has some real skills." Qi Zhaoxi said, he was not with the Qingshan faction, but he and Jiang Li found an unobtrusive remote location to watch the battle. He has excellent eyesight and can clearly see every move on the ring.

Jiang Lidao: "Ji Xiuming said that before he went to Guiyun, Jiang Huaiyang was the most outstanding martial artist of the younger generation in the villa, and most of the Jiang family's disciples were led by him."

Qi Zhaoxi looked at the ring and said with a smile: "It can be seen that he has good aptitude, but unfortunately in terms of martial arts skills, he is still far from being top-notch."

On the ring, Jiang Huaiyang was scanning the crowd, asking who would come to fight again.

This time, the young man who jumped onto the stage was tall and thin, with a handsome face, but with a black eye patch across his right eye, he showed a sense of incongruity and strangeness. He was the eldest disciple of the Tianmen Sect. Meng Sifan.

People in the Jianghu are no strangers to Meng Sifan, and they immediately discussed and felt surprised. Not long ago, the Prajna Sect was suppressing the righteous way in the outskirts of Pingchuan Town. His closest junior brother, Du Heng, was killed. Fate came, and he didn't take a good rest, but he came to participate in the big competition.

Meng Sifan's face looked haggard, but his aura was indescribably compelling. He lifted his sword and declared his name, and stared at the other party with only one eye, which made Jiang Huaiyang secretly startled, as if he had been captured by him. Completely see through.

A drum beat, and the duel began.

The two of them attacked almost at the same time, their sword energy surged, and they all used killing moves. The two dazzling sword lights intertwined, but there was no sound of weapons colliding. Everyone in the audience was amazed. Only Jiang Huaiyang saw it clearly. , at the moment when the weapons were about to meet, Meng Sifan suddenly changed his move, staggered at a strange and dangerous angle, and the bright sword light rushed towards his chest like a torrent of waterfall!

Jiang Huaiyang was startled, and with all his strength he swept back a full foot, but Meng Sifan followed closely behind, not giving him the slightest room to breathe.The Tianmen sect's swordsmanship is integrated with its strange and steep mountain. From outsiders, they can only feel that it is ever-changing and unpredictable. Jiang Huaiyang can't guess how he will make his next move. He no longer has the previous elegant and calm, only resisting Power.

If things go on like this, defeat is only a matter of time, Jiang Huaiyang was anxious and retreated again and again, even if he didn't look, he knew the faces of everyone in the villa.He stared at Meng Sifan closely, and suddenly noticed the blindfold on his right eye, he had a flash of inspiration, he didn't care much, instead of retreating, he rushed to Meng Sifan's right side at the risk of being cut by the sword energy.

Meng Sifan immediately realized his plan, swiped his sword and slashed away. He heard a muffled grunt, but he couldn't see the opponent's figure.People in the Jianghu are most taboo against opponents leaving their field of vision, but Meng Sifan lost his right eye, and the blind spot of his field of vision is far wider than that of ordinary people. The sound of breathing, no one can be seen anymore, only the cold light of the long sword flickering in the corner of my eye, as if a panting wolf is hiding in his shadow, and I don't know when it will open its mouth to bite him hard.

Winning or losing is only a moment away.

Meng Sifan turned his heart away and decided to gamble on this fate. He settled down, turned the long sword in his hand upside down, crossed his shoulders and pointed at his back, and made a move of 'turning around'!

He couldn't see what happened, but he heard the ear-piercing sound of the blade being sharpened, and then the blunt feeling of the blade sinking into the flesh, and a trace of blood escaping, and everyone in the audience exclaimed.

I saw that Meng Sifan's sword just blocked Jiang Huaiyang's moves, the long sword slanted down and pierced the opponent's ribs, and Jiang Huaiyang's sword edge hovered behind his neck, but it was only four fingers away, and he could no longer move forward .

"Tianmen faction, Meng Sifan wins!"

In the sound of the "dong dong" drum, Jiang Huaiyang pressed the wound on his ribs and shouted angrily: "It's only a little bit, you are lucky, one more game, I will definitely beat you!"

"It's a thousand miles away." Qi Zhaoxi smiled, "Again, Meng Sifan won't give him a chance to hide."

Jiang Li nodded, and glanced in the direction of the people in Guiyun Villa from a distance, his expression became a little bit calm.

On the arena, Meng Sifan drew back his sword, pressed the blindfold on his right eye, turned around, ignored Jiang Huaiyang's words, and said: "I have already defeated you, it's your young master's turn to play."

Jiang Huaiyang looked back hesitantly. Jiang Lanze, the owner of the Shaozhuang who was standing at the front, was full of anxiety. Jiang Zhongyue, the master behind him, was silent and silent, but another disciple stepped forward and said: "Meng Young master is very skilled, why not call me to meet you!"

Meng Sifan frowned: "Why, do you have to challenge them one by one before you can fight against your young master? Even if it's not breaking the rules, is it necessary to put on the ring in this way? Just count which sect has the most people Can't we decide on an ally?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Jiang Lanze rushed to say: "I should go up, you all stand down!"

Sending Jiang Huaiyang to fight first is indeed intended to share the pressure for him, and it is still acceptable to the Jianghu people, but if it is true that the disciples take turns to wear down the opponent, it will be too much. It is too humiliating to the reputation of Guiyun Villa. He couldn't listen anymore, but when he really stood on the ring and saw Meng Sifan lift the long sword again, he couldn't help but think sadly: "I'm fighting people with my kung fu, isn't it humiliating to Guiyun?"

A drum beat.

Jiang Lanze clenched his sword tightly and stared at Meng Sifan's movements with all his attention. He forced himself to engrave his moves into his mind under the stage. Seeing the opponent's sword stabbing straight at him, he immediately realized that it was an illusion. , actually it was the same move as the opening of the last round, he quickly swung his sword back to protect his vitals, with a crisp 'ding' sound, the sword edge hit the sword body, turning back in vain, Jiang Lanze couldn't help taking a step back, his chest hurt, but he also After all, it was blocked.

He didn't want to be controlled by others all the time, so he boldly rushed forward and took the initiative to make moves. The Guiyun swordsmanship that he had practiced so well in the past few days was changing in his hands, and it really had a bit of a floating and erratic charm.Meng Sifan had already figured out some ways to deal with it, he stood still, and with all his strength, he slashed out with a no-frills sword. With the mountain facing the clouds, he broke through the sword move and counterattacked!

Jiang Lanze's eyes widened. Just this sword made him flustered and hurried every step, and he could no longer make a decent counter move.

Jiang Li frowned, he could clearly see that Jiang Lanze's hard practice these days has been very effective, but his weakness is that he has almost no experience in fighting with others, even if he is proficient in sword moves, he doesn't know how to respond Known for its weird and unprovoked style of Tianmen swordsmanship, he was naturally flustered and bewildered.

The expressions of everyone in the audience gradually changed. They looked at each other and whispered to each other: "This is the ability of Master Guiyun? Why do I look far worse than the previous disciple? Disciple press down and beat!"

"I've never heard of Young Master Guiyun making a move. It seems that he only started walking around the rivers and lakes at the beginning of this year?"

"I saw him once. At that time, Juyi Village held a famous sword meeting. We were tricked by the Demon Cult and hid in the tunnel. The young owner of the village was spoiled and spoiled, so Ji Xiuming took off his robe and gave him a cushion I was willing to sit on the sand and gravel, and I told people at the time that it didn’t look like a good thing.”

In the arena, it's not that Jiang Lanze couldn't hear these discussions, but he couldn't spare the energy to be sad and angry. He gritted his teeth and had to go all out to resist Meng Sifan's increasingly tricky sword after sword. He has been hit by many swords, and there are thin bloodstains oozing out, and his chest is so congested that he can hardly breathe, but he is still holding on.

Everyone faintly became impatient, they were fully expecting a hearty battle brought by Guiyun Villa, but the current scene is meaningless, everyone can see that Jiang Lanze has no power to fight back, but is just delaying the defeat Time is nothing to watch.

Qi Zhaoxi looked sideways at Jiang Li, covered the tightly clenched hand at his side, and gently squeezed it as if to comfort, Jiang Li subconsciously held it back, but his eyes were still fixed on the stage.

Jiang Lanze was panting heavily, feeling that his strength was unbearable, and the sword in his hand was extremely heavy.The veins on his forehead swelled up, he screamed loudly, desperately aroused all the remaining internal energy in his dantian, put all his energy into a single sword, and stabbed at Meng Sifan's chest without hesitation!

Meng Sifan's long sword was about to be handed to his throat, but he suddenly saw him rushing towards him desperately, fearing that he would kill him by mistake, but also afraid of being injured by him, so he turned around to block, the two swords collided, Jiang Lanze had already rushed forward with enthusiasm, and before he could think about it, he twisted the body of the sword with his hands, and used his strength to turn the opponent's momentum, and the sword tip lightly picked up and penetrated into the opponent's arms, unexpectedly making a trick. Surrounded by clouds and mountains and mists'!

The sword's edge "stabbed" and cut through the clothes on his chest. Meng Sifan stepped back sharply and raised his sword to attack, but suddenly he felt a light on the sword, a cold light flew, and when it fell to the ground with a clatter, it was Jiang Lanze's sword that fell off. hands.

Looking again, Jiang Lanze collapsed and fell to his knees, leaning on the ground, completely without any strength.

There were different expressions in the audience, but on the stage Meng Sifan settled down, hung his sword over him, and said, "Master Jiang Shaozhuang, you have lost."

Jiang Lanze didn't raise his head, didn't make a sound, he was about to gnaw his teeth, he struggled and crawled two steps to the side, and stretched out his hand to reach the long sword that fell beside him.

With a casual pick, Meng Sifan pushed the long sword far away.

Jiang Lanze's eyes turned red all of a sudden, the sound of Sect Master Lin's verdict came from far away, and the sound of drums above his head thumped. Above, a hollow echo came from the planks.

He lost.

Meng Sifan turned to the left again, and asked Guiyun Villa who else would fight.

No response.Jiang Huaiyang's expression was almost distorted, and he turned around and left. Several disciples followed behind him and left the scene just like that.

Sect Master Lin Shi of the Guangqin Sect also raised his voice to ask a few questions, but still did not see Guiyun's response, he hesitated again and again, and then said hesitantly and slowly: "If no one from Guiyun Villa comes to the stage to attack again...then they should Everyone below the stage."

These words were really euphemistic, and everyone in Jianghu almost failed to react until someone exclaimed uncontrollably: "This, this means that Guiyun Villa has lost?!"

There was an uproar in an instant.

Although there are often rumors of the decline of Guiyun Villa in recent years, what is in front of us is the number one in the world, and people in the world are always in awe. Mount Tai collapsed, and just fell into dust.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes and ears, and repeatedly confirmed, as if an invisible wind had blown and ignited a wildfire, their hearts were surging.I don’t know how many people in the room subconsciously thought that the Shanhe League belonged to Guiyun Villa, and they didn’t have any expectations for the position of leader. They just came to watch the excitement and watch the competition. It will also fall, so who can't fight for the position of leader?

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became heated, and several people asked to come on stage to attack at the same time, and Lin Zongzhu arranged the order for them according to the order.

Except for Jiang Li who had been watching from afar, no one noticed when Jiang Lanze was helped to the stage.

Jiang Lanze's whole body was weak, and the meridians all over his body felt dry numbness from the exhaustion of internal energy. His hand holding the sword hilt trembled uncontrollably, and he had to rely on someone to stand still.

Jiang Zhongyue took a deep look at him, and said: "Lan Ze, you have tried your best, and uncle has noticed it. It's not your fault that Gui Yun fell into such a situation, go back and rest."

Anyway, no matter what the result is, it has nothing to do with Guiyun Villa.

Jiang Lanze shook his head, broke away from the disciple who was supporting him, barely stood still with his sword on the ground, looked up at Meng Sifan who was fighting against others on the ring again, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see again."

Xu Shi's achievement of defeating Guiyun Mountain Villa is exciting, Meng Sifan has not lost his fatigue at all, and has even become more courageous as he fought.The challengers on the stage had their own superb skills, but they were all resolved by him one by one. Many people also tried to take advantage of his blindness to catch him by surprise, but as Qi Zhaoxi said, Meng Sifan brought up the challenge after suffering a loss. Twelve points of vigilance, strictly guarding against death, never let a single person out of his sight.

Although this great disciple of the Tianmen Sect has a name and surname in the arena, he does not have much limelight. The people present didn't think much of him at first, but seeing Meng Sifan undefeated against ten opponents in a row, even in the arena, in the arena again and again. The hand-to-hand relationship has grown rapidly, constantly making up for the gaps, and becoming more and more comfortable in dealing with the offensive, and I am amazed in the end.

The scimitar fell to the ground with a clang, and No. 11's weapon was also defeated. The drums on the high stage reappeared, and the ring fell silent for a while, looking at each other, no one came up to the stage.

Meng Sifan was seizing the opportunity to adjust his breath, looking around the situation below, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Is there any knight who intends to come on stage to attack?" Lin Zongzhu asked twice in a row. There were discussions in the audience, but no one responded. He paused and said, "If you have no objections, then I will It is the Tianmen Sect's Master Meng who has successfully defended the beating, and he will be the next leader of our Shanhe League."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the disciples of the Tianmen Sect, which suppressed all the sincere or false congratulations from other sects. At this moment, a hoarse voice shouted: "I have objections, I disagree!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, Meng Sifan frowned fiercely, followed everyone's gaze, but saw that the person who spoke was unattractive, tall and thin like a bamboo pole, holding a broad knife, he was focused by everyone's eyes, completely displeased Cowardly, he slashed and said: "The new leader chose a one-eyed blind man. Is it decent? Let those evil spirits see it, and you can't laugh your teeth out?"

"You—!" Meng Sifan blushed and pointed his sword at him.

The Tianmen faction was also full of anger, but there were many Jianghu people who were persuaded to look at Meng Sifan's face covered with black blindfolds, openly or secretly.Meng Sifan was stunned by the probing gazes cast from all directions, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his right eye, showing embarrassment, and some people shook their heads in the audience, feeling that his appearance really could not support the status of leader.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Lin Kuangge, the daughter of Sect Master Lin, stood up and said angrily, "Young Master Meng's eyes were injured by the plotting of the evil sect when he was fighting on behalf of the Guangqin Sect, but he still took it down. That crucial game won the face of the Shanhe League, and it also kept the dignity of the righteous way of the world. I waited for everyone not to be grateful, so there is no reason to slander him? What's more, the position of the leader is won by strength, why? Do you still have to choose your appearance?"

The person who shook his head just now felt ashamed.

Meng Sifan didn't even expect that someone would speak up for him, so he looked unexpectedly, his eyes collided lightly, and saw Lin Kuangge's cheeks blushed slightly, and said: "People don't remember, Mr. Meng treated me...to my Guangqin Sect. Grace, I will always remember."

After finishing speaking, before he could answer, he retreated into the crowd again.

Sect Master Lin smiled secretly and shook his head, then turned serious and said: "The little girl is innocent, I hope you will forgive me. But what she said is true. There are only two rules for selecting the leader. Mr. Meng has been in the ring so far. He should be the leader of the alliance. Since a chivalrous man refuses to accept it, he can go on stage and fight."

The thin and tall swordsman shrugged: "I won't go up, I can't beat him."

These words finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the Jianghu people: "If you dare not go up, then what is the nonsense?"

"I'm not good at martial arts, so I can't beat him, but is he the most powerful in this match?" The thin and tall swordsman said, "If you want me to say, the leader of the alliance should be the Second Young Master Shen of the Qingshan School. .During the battle with the Demon Sect outside Pingchuan Town, it was all relying on Second Master Shen to direct the situation. Everyone can see it. Wasn’t this Young Master Meng also there at that time? Has anyone noticed him?”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and everyone came to their senses:

"That's right, isn't Second Master Shen also here! Why doesn't he come on stage?"

"I also think that Second Master Shen is suitable. Speaking of the competition between Juyi Village and the Devil's Cult, we were caught in a swarm of insects. Thanks to Second Master Shen, he had a way to protect the entrance of the tunnel so that we could rest , discuss a plan?"

"Don't talk about the distance, let's just talk about the present, the second son of Shen put himself at risk, went deep into the demon sect and killed the new leader. Do you think there is anyone more worthy of the position of leader than him?"

After a few words, the Qingshan faction who had been silently watching the battle became the focus of everyone. Shen Shensi also looked at Shen Zhiyan with expectant eyes and said: "Since I mentioned it, you might as well try it on stage."

However, Shen Zhiyan's expression was calm, he just shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

Others were puzzled when they heard this, Shen Shensi was also puzzled: "What kind of words are these, what does it mean if you don't like it?"

Shen Zhiyan didn't answer, turned to everyone, and said with a smile: "Mr. Meng's swordsmanship is exquisite, I feel ashamed, not to mention that he understands righteousness and has paid a lot for the Shanhe League. He is the best leader of the League in terms of emotion and reason." Candidate. Thanks to everyone's appreciation, but my obsession is hard to get rid of, and I am not worthy to compete with him."

Everyone in the Jianghu was puzzled and didn't know why he made such a statement, but seeing that Shen Zhiyan's attitude was firm and he couldn't force people to attack, they could only give up in embarrassment.

Meng Sifan stood on the stage, his face was not even good-looking.

The scene was a bit embarrassing for a moment, but fortunately, Sect Master Lin said in time: "Everyone, according to the usual practice, if no one comes up to challenge after ten drums, the position of the leader will be confirmed."

He raised his hand, and the drums were beating "dong dong" on the high platform. Everyone waited with bated breath, and no one moved.

Sect Master Lin withdrew his hand, turned to Meng Sifan, and bowed solemnly: "I have met the leader."

Everyone in Jianghu saluted, but the voice always made people suspect that it was a little more empty than before.

Amidst the congratulations coming to his face, Meng Sifan took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.After he calmed down, he looked at the crowd and said, "Thank you all, I sincerely know that I have many shortcomings, but since I am in this position, I must do my best to forge ahead, and I hope you can bear witness together."

Speaking of this, even if some people are dissatisfied, they can't lose face, and they all echoed, and the atmosphere gradually eased.

Meng Sifan continued: "And the first thing I think about is to completely eradicate Prajnaism!"

He raised his sword and shouted loudly: "I would like to take the head of the Tianmen sect and unite with other sects to encircle and suppress Jiuyuan Mountain. When the leader of the Prajna Sect is dead and the dragons have no leader, we will eliminate demons and defend the way! Brothers who died innocently for us, Revenge for close relatives and friends!"

It's a pity that these generous words, like throwing a stone into the water, did not set off waves, but only disturbed layers of waves.

There was a commotion and discussion in the audience, only Qin Zhenggao shouted hello, and no one else raised his arms to respond. Meng Sifan was shocked, and went to see the leaders of several sects, but saw that they were too busy. It was a look of embarrassment on his face, hesitating and not speaking.

"Everyone! Don't mention how many evils the Prajna Sect has committed over the years, but how many righteous brothers and feet have been slaughtered by its right guardian outside Pingchuan Town? Don't you want to take revenge?"

"My lord, please be safe and don't be impatient." Sect Master Lin couldn't help but said, "Of course this revenge should be avenged, but it's not yet time."

"Exactly, the battle in Pingchuan Town caused a lot of damage. We haven't recovered our vitality yet. If we fight the Demon Sect, we will inevitably suffer countless casualties. By then, the sect will really have no successors." An unknown elder sighed, "Let's wait and discuss."

"I just got the news a few days ago that Ning Yu, the leader of the Prajna Sect, ordered to gather his forces and not come out of the mountain for three years. I think it is because we are busy fighting for a new leader. We can take advantage of this opportunity to recharge our batteries. There is no need to rush to encircle and suppress For a while."

Meng Sifan could hear the delay in their words, he couldn't believe it, and wanted to urge him again, but was blocked by the elder's words "no successor", he had no choice but to hold his sword hilt, Standing on the ring.

In the distance, Qi Zhaoxi smiled softly, and said: "I think the old leader Jiang Luming spent three years lobbying the various sects, and finally reached a joint alliance under the heavy pressure of the Seven Killing Sect. Did Si Fan think that two or three generous statements would be enough? Although Zhengdao likes to talk about exorcising demons and defending the way, when it comes time to do it, I don’t think he always responds to everyone.”

Jiang Li pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

So the new alliance leader's proposal fell through, and the contest ended in a mess.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the people from Guiyun Villa also left the martial arts arena, leaving Jiang Lanze stubbornly refusing to leave, Jiang Zhongyue didn't persuade him much, and let him stay alone.

His hands and feet were still a little weak, and he half-turned and half-climbed onto the ring in embarrassment. Standing in the middle, he could see the snow-white funeral ornaments exposed between the buildings in the manor from a distance, and he could smell the scent of incense candles flowing in the air. On the tenth day of his father's death, and he suffered a crushing defeat, causing Guiyun Villa to fall to number one in the world, and the Shanhe League was easy for others to grasp.

Jiang Lanze suddenly couldn't stand up anymore, and fell to his knees again after losing his strength. Tears rolled out of his red eyes and fell on the crystal circles on the ring. He covered his face and pressed his forehead heavily against the wooden board covered with dusty footprints. On the floor, the voice was muffled in the throat, and even if she cried, she couldn't cry happily, as if she was completely crushed and couldn't bear anything anymore.

In winter, the sun was indifferent, and the sky darkened very early after half-covered clouds. Qi Zhaoxi and Jiang Li stood in the shadow of the courtyard wall, looking into the distance, Jiang Lanze almost shrunk into a vague black shadow.

Jiang Li walked towards the ring, Qi Zhaoxi grabbed his hand and said in a low voice: "I know you are worried about him, but the time is not right now, I'm afraid he will take his anger out on you, we'd better wait until he calms down. "

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "I know."

Qi Zhaoxi had no choice but to walk forward with him.

When he got close, Jiang Li jumped onto the ring, and landed lightly, almost without making a sound. Jiang Lanze had already sensed someone, but he didn't look up to pay attention, and just shed tears in a muffled voice.

Jiang Li looked at him quietly for a while, and then said: "The last trick you used 'cloud mountain and fog' is very good."

The sobbing cry suddenly choked, Jiang Lanze's shoulders trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "What's the use of that, I still lost!"

Jiang Li said: "I once heard from my father that this trick was the best when your father was your age."

"..." Jiang Lanze trembled, and slowly raised his head. His face was mottled with tears, but two clear tears fell silently. His lips trembled, his throat was choked, and he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Li said in a low voice: "Meng Sifan's martial arts are much higher than yours. If you can cut through his clothes today, you will surely beat him in the future."

"But...but it's too late! I've already lost, it's too late, it's too late!" Jiang Lanze kept shaking his head, sobbing.

Before Jiang Li answered, Qi Zhaoxi said with a smile: "Master Young Master, you are only this year, even when your father won the position of leader, he was already in his twenties, everything about you has just started, why is it too late?" to the point of no return?"

Hearing the words, Jiang Lanze was stunned, and he forgot to even cry. He turned his head to look at Qi Zhaoxi under the ring, and then at Jiang Li in front of him. Li, buried her weeping face on his shoulder, choked up and cried, "Brother..."

Jiang Li was caught off guard by him, and when he heard the shout, he was at a loss as to what to do, so he froze half of his body and looked towards the audience as if asking for help.

Qi Zhaoxi couldn't help laughing, looked up at him, and didn't speak.

Jiang Li seemed to understand something from this look, he raised his hand cautiously, patted Jiang Lanze's back lightly, and replied, "En."

With just this one sound, Jiang Lanze's defenses were completely broken. He hugged Jiang Li hard, and finally burst into tears.