C10 Compete in Swords

That night, a banquet was held in Qin Manor to welcome Mei Wantine and Wuhen.

A large wooden table that was ten feet wide was filled with delicacies. There were more than twenty of them.

A few pots of top quality flower sculptures, even before the seal was opened, the fragrance of the wine filled the air.

The cups and bowls were all top quality white porcelain from Hebei Xing kiln. The chopsticks were carefully carved ivory chopsticks, which showed the wealth and luxury of Qin family.

Qin Feng, Qin Yaenjun, Mei Wantine, and Wuhen sat down. Behind each of them stood two young maids. One of them held a silver wine jug, and the other held a pair of ivory chopsticks.

Not to mention Wuhen, even Mei Wantine, who came from a wealthy family, had never seen such extravagance.

There was an endless stream of maidservants, but all of them moved slowly and silently.

When Wuhen saw this scene, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He had the temperament of a monkey, yet he ordered him to eat a meal in such an orderly manner. This made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he grinned.

"Lord Marquis, I have a small request. I wonder if it's rude?"

Qin Feng slowly said. "Young Master, just say it!"

"My little donkey is very gluttonous. It doesn't drink or have fun every day, but the wine in the Marquis's Estate is of high quality. It would be a waste if I let that beast drink it. This. . . "

Qin Feng and Qin Yaenjun were surprised at first, but then they heard the last part. Qin Feng waved his hand gently.

"What did Young Hero say? It was just a few jugs of good wine, and Qin Manor would not be stingy with it! It's just that Young Hero's donkey can actually drink wine, this is really strange! "

Mei Wantine looked at Wuhen and smiled, "Mistress is not happy without wine. Donkeys are also as good as life!"

Qin Feng laughed and said, "One look and you can tell that Young Hero is a person of character. Since Young Hero came to my Qin Manor and is also a distinguished guest of my Qin Manor, there is no need to be polite about anything! But if you have any requests, everyone in Qin Manor will try their best to satisfy them! "

After saying that, he clapped his hands lightly.

Head Butler entered and bowed respectfully.

"Young Hero's mount, do not be neglectful. Go and prepare two pots of high-grade flower carvings for Young Hero's mount to drink. "

Head Butler respectfully responded and left the hall.

Wuhen smiled and said: "Lord Marquis is forthright, Wuhen admires you greatly! I'll offer Lord Marquis another cup of Buddha with borrowed flowers! "

The wine jar opened, and the aroma of wine filled the room.

This was the best wine that Wuhen had ever drunk, and also the best dish he had ever eaten.

After three rounds of drinking, Qin Yaenjun's face had already turned red.

Wuhen still drank until the wine was dry.

The maid behind him had already changed to two pots of wine.

Qin Feng didn't drink much, he just ordered it.

"Young Hero is good at drinking!"

He looked at Wuhen calmly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't drink anymore, you will get drunk later!"

Mei Wantine softly said to Wuhen.

Although her voice was soft, the hall was incomparably quiet and everyone could hear it clearly.

Wuhen grinned and gently put down the wine cup in his hand.

An undetectable expression suddenly flashed across Qin Yaenjun's eyes. There was an obvious hint of jealousy.

"Little sister once said that if it wasn't for Mr. Wu Henn saving and escorting her along the way, the danger that little sister encountered wouldn't have been resolved. In that case, Mr. Wu Henn's martial arts must be pretty good! "

He spoke in a slow and methodical manner. His tone was filled with admiration for Wuhen.

Wu Hen smiled. "The light of a firefly, how dare you be arrogant in front of the Marquis of South Ridge, Young Lord? Wuhen being able to escort Wantine here is just luck!"

"Young Hero came from thousands of miles away to escort Wantine here. It could be seen that not only was Young Hero brave, he also had a chivalrous heart! Although our South Ridge Qin Family is hiding in a corner and rarely interfere in the affairs of the martial world, we still respect all heroes in the world! Young Hero was able to repel the Bloody Moon Cult's pursuit with his strength alone. This is not something that can be done with courage alone. "

Qin Feng said calmly.

"I think Young Hero must have a peerless martial art. Why not use the wine to show his skills so that my son Yaenjun can broaden his horizons?"

Wuhen hesitated. He had never thought that his martial arts was brilliant, but Qin Feng's tone was full of respect for him. If he was too modest, it would seem like he was putting on an act.

"Forget it. Wuhen, show me your skills and practice a few moves!"

Qin Feng asked, "What weapon is Young Hero using?"

"Sword!"

He was suddenly stunned. He stretched out his hand to grab his head and smiled. "But my sword was lost!"

Qin Feng was stunned. Then he smiled and said, "If Young Hero doesn't mind, why don't you try using the sword hidden in the Qin family?"

Wuhen nodded his head. In his eyes, his original sword was just a broken sword.

"Butler, go to the Sword Pavilion and get the Clarity Abyss Sword. Let Young Hero try!"

The butler agreed and quickly left.

Everyone stood up and went to the courtyard.

A moment later, the butler took out a long sword.

This sword looked ordinary and ordinary. The scabbard was dark and there were no decorations.

When Wuhen took it, he felt that it was lighter than the iron sword he had previously used.

"With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed. A dragon's roar echoed for a long time.

The long sword trembled, and the moon shone brightly.

The sword was faintly emitting a cold light, and it looked extremely sharp.

Wuhen did not understand swords.

However, the first thought that popped into his mind was: This is a good sword!

He casually stabbed out with his sword, causing a dazzling cold light to shine.

"A good sword!" He blurted out. His eyes seemed to have seen fine wine, sparkling and shining.

"Isn't it boring to dance alone? Why not let Yaenjun practice a few moves with Mr. Wu Henn so that he can make his sister smile?"

Qin Yaenjun said and slowly reached out his hand.

A Courtyard Guard quickly gave him a sword. It was a very ordinary sword, the sword used by Zhuang Ding.

"That's fine too, but Yan'er, you only need to be careful. Don't hurt anyone!"

Qin Feng slowly took a few steps back and stood by the side.

Qin Yaenjun slowly pulled out his long sword and cupped his fists. "Mr. Wu Henn, please teach me!"

Mei Wantine looked at Qin Yaenjun and slowly took a few steps back, then stared at Wuhen.

At this moment, there were more than ten Courtyard Guard holding torches in the courtyard. The entire courtyard was as bright as day.

Wu Hen was still smiling innocently and heartlessly.

The longsword in Wuhen's hand nimbly spun as he said, "I apologize for offending you!"

Suddenly, the sword stabbed out diagonally.

Since the South Ridge Qin Family was known as the number one sword technique in South Ridge, the sword technique passed down in their family was naturally not just for show.

Qin Yaenjun welcomed the attack with his sword, and his posture was very elegant.

With a "ding" sound, the two swords clashed.

Immediately after, Qin Yaenjun flipped his sword and pressed down on the Clarity Abyss Sword.

Wuhen withdrew his sword, turned around, and slashed at Qin Yaenjun in an arc.

Qin Yaenjun swung his sword and deflected the Clarity Abyss Sword. At the same time, he let out a breath and stabbed at the Clarity Abyss Sword.

His attacks looked elegant and calm, but his moves were extremely fast and his sword was agile and flexible. Usually, he would attack when he was unprepared.

Qin Feng, who was standing next to him, stroked his beard and nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Qin Yaenjun's sword technique.

Traceless' mind was replaying the 17th Sword of Donkey Training and the 17th mantra that Gongsun Qi had recited.

He knew that the dozen mantras corresponded to the 17th sword technique.

He had a photographic memory, but Gongsun Qi had never explained the meaning of the 17th mantra.

But at this moment, there was no time for him to think too deeply.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The sound of two swords intersecting with each other rang in his ears.

Qin Yaenjun's sword attack became faster and faster.

The Qin Family's sword technique was known for its fast and dense speed.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had passed.

Although Qin Yaenjun's sword technique was fast, Traceless' sword technique was also fast. Moreover, his sword was usually able to stab in an unintentional direction.

This was his unique advantage, his nimble wrist.

Qin Feng, who was watching from the side, slowly narrowed his eyes. He stared at the sword in Wuhen's hand and fell into deep thought.

He was a sword expert, so he naturally saw through the profoundness of the Wu Henn's Sword technique!

It was just that this young man's inner energy was average, and his sword technique was incorporeal and formless.

If it was fake, this young man's attainments in the sword technique would be unimaginable!

Qin Yaenjun's sword technique was definitely the best among his peers!

However, even his dense attacks were easily neutralized by Wu Hen!

Suddenly, Mei Wantine cried out in alarm!

The two longswords suddenly clashed and a "ding" sound was heard. Clang! The long sword in Qin Yaenjun's hand broke, and the broken sword flew away. Three meters away, with a 'wrest' sound, the sword was nailed to an old locust tree.

The Clarity Abyss Sword carried a cold light as it slashed towards Qin Yaenjun's neck!

Qin Yaenjun wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. If Qin Feng wanted to help, it would be too late!

If this sword did not stop, Qin Yaenjun would definitely splatter blood on the spot!

In Qin Feng's view, if one was not a top sword expert, it was impossible to stop this sword.

Because this sword strike was simply an accident!

It was because the sword in Qin Yaenjun's hand had been cut off by the Clarity Abyss Sword!

This sword strike that was impossible to stop naturally could not be stopped by Wuhen either.

Because he could not be considered a top Sword Dao expert.

Qin Yaenjun, who had always been elegant and calm, had already turned pale.

Qin Feng, who had always been calm like a pond, also cried out in surprise!

A figure rushed over as fast as lightning.

Regardless of whether he could be saved or not, he was saved.

Because that was his only son, the only inheritance of the South Ridge Qin Family!