Chapter 11 This is Jianghu

Chapter 11 This is Jianghu

Chapter 11 This is Jianghu

Zuixian Tower.

The waiter walked to the small table in front of the window carrying a food box.

With a smile on his face, he brought out plates of delicious food.

Big carp from the Yellow River, crystal shrimp balls, emerald dumplings, white jade loach soup, and two plates of the best braised beef in soy sauce.

The first four dishes were all famous signature dishes of Zuixianlou, and they cost about ten taels of silver. Even if Yue Buqun and his wife were traveling around the world, they might not be able to afford such luxury, let alone a little thief from the Demon Cult who couldn't even afford two bowls of noodles.

Yue Lingshan quickly said, "You served the wrong dishes. We didn't order these dishes."

The waiter smiled and said, "Miss, this table was given to you by Mr. Tiger."

Yue Lingshan followed the waiter's gaze and saw the big man standing in front of the window, smiling and bowing to her.

The other party sent these dishes obviously for Zhang Yu.

There were flashes of swords on the arena, and delicious food on the table. Yue Lingshan swallowed her saliva and thought to herself, "Is this the martial arts world?"

Zhang Yu showed mercy to the giant in the ring.

This Mr. Tiger, whom I had never met before, was delivering food.

There is fighting and killing in the world of martial arts, there are human relationships, there are lofty sentiments, and there are unpredictable changes.

Some people are like fish in water in the world and have friends everywhere.

Some people, however, can hardly move forward, encounter enemies everywhere and run into obstacles at every turn.

Before this, the martial arts world she knew came from her parents' concerns about the battle between good and evil and the revitalization of Huashan, from her senior brother's heroic spirit of going down the mountain to drink even if his butt was broken, and from the twists and turns of the stories told by storytellers.

The only thing missing is personal experience.

In the arena.

Zhang Yu swung his sword and chopped the yellow-shirted swordsman back repeatedly. The opponent retreated to the edge of the ring and had nowhere to retreat, so he could only admit defeat.

The yellow-shirted swordsman was sweating profusely. He saluted and said, "Brother Zhang, you have great swordsmanship. Your moves are so continuous that I almost lose my way. May I ask the name of your swordsmanship?"

"This is called the Wood-Chopping Sword Technique. Zhang was poor when he was young, and he learned it while chopping wood."

"Brother Zhang is a man of great talent. He has created his own sword technique. He will surely become famous in the martial arts world in the future. I am also convinced of my defeat."

Zhang Yu smiled secretly in his heart. Of course he didn't know any sword skills. He just used the common "Sun-Chasing Sword Technique" that Heimuya gave to ordinary disciples, and used the Green Water Sword to perform the moves in it.

"Zhang Liyu wins, please invite the next challenger to the stage."

Including the one in front, Zhang Yu defeated three people in a row.

"Now that we have the ten taels of silver, it's time to get out of here."

With the help of the green jade ring and his internal energy, he can defeat ordinary warriors in the middle stage of Dan Jin.

Most of these martial artists under the ring practice external martial arts.

Internal strength needs to be learned from a master, and there are very few people who can lay the foundation from a young age like Yue Lingshan.

When he was eight years old, his parents arranged for him to take medicinal baths and pills, and practice the "Shenming Guarding the Body Sutra" in preparation for opening up a high-quality Dantian.

The original owner Zhang Yu was eight years old when he accidentally heard stories about the martial arts world told by a storyteller. He then had a dream of becoming a knight in white clothes and wielding a sword. He decided that when he grew up and had money, he would find a famous teacher to learn swordsmanship.

The results of both are predictable.

Although Huashan Sect is ranked average in the Swordsman, it is compared with Sun Moon Sect, Shaolin, Wudang, and Songshan. The presence of Yue Buqun, who is at the Xiantian realm, and Ning Zhongze, who is at the post-natal perfection realm, is enough to make the quasi-first-class Jianghu forces like Qingcheng Sect not dare to underestimate it.

When the original owner and Wang Liyu were traveling around the world, they also sent a name card to Huashan, but they didn't even meet Yue Buqun, and were rejected by Huashan disciples on the grounds of "poor physique and too old".

The vast majority of people in the martial arts world are like the original owner, and in the end they become cannon fodder for whom.

The housekeeper of the Lin residence asked with a smile: "Who else wants to challenge?"

There was still no movement from the audience.

Zhang Yu thought to himself that this was not good. He was only here to earn the ten taels of silver...

Embroidery upstairs.

Lin Youlan looked towards the ring, her eyes showing some brilliance. "If my future husband is this person, it seems not bad."

"Excellent in martial arts, loyal and righteous, and handsome."

"Zhang Liyu? It's just that the name is a little rustic. It doesn't quite match the word 'Youlan' when written on the invitation."

"But it doesn't matter, he is so handsome..."

Lin Kun frowned, as he had the final say on the martial arts competition for a bride.

In the previous few times, the winners were adopted by him as his sons and were consumed in the battle with the Wild Wolf Gang.

Now that the Wild Wolf Gang has been destroyed, the Dragon Scale Society is the only dominant force in the Pingyang underworld.

He really wanted to choose a good marriage for Youlan.

Lin Kun looked at the calm and composed 'Nine-curve Sword' Zhong Zhen beside him, and then at the energetic young man Zhang Liyu on the stage, and was a little undecided for a moment.

Below the stage, everyone still stopped in their tracks.

Several Dan Jin realm warriors had been defeated by Fan Zhutian before, and the rest were either there to watch the fun or their martial arts skills were not very high and they were just waiting to see what happened.

But after seeing him defeat Fan Zhutian and then defeat two others in a row with ease, they all gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of him.

"I challenge you."

At this time, a voice was heard from the crowd.

Everyone looked and saw a young swordsman in a gauze robe walking through the crowd and heading towards the arena, while a woman dressed similarly was behind him trying to persuade him.

"Brother, don't be impulsive."

"Junior sister, don't stop me."

"Master told me before I left the mountain not to cause trouble."

"I'm not causing trouble!"

"But you can't beat him!"

Everyone around was shocked. Did she hope that her senior brother would not go on the stage or go on the stage?
The man drew his sword in grief and anger: "Junior sister, your words really make me sad. I will use the sword in my hand to defend my dignity as a man!"

When Zhang Yu saw someone finally coming up to the stage, the heart that had been hanging in his throat finally settled down.

He smiled and said, "May I ask your name?"

The man didn't say anything, his eyes were full of anger, and he just stared at Zhang Yu's face.

"Is there any misunderstanding...

"A duel in the ring is a matter of life and death. Stop talking nonsense and take my sword!"

He raised his sword and stabbed, his sword technique was agile and elegant, sometimes as fast as a snake, sometimes as strong as a mountain, both offensive and defensive. Even with the green jade ring, Zhang Yu had to be very alert to deal with it.

Zhang Yu was very confused and wondered when he had offended him.

The two fought for twenty or thirty rounds, but there was still no winner, and both felt that their opponent was extremely difficult to deal with.

"I was really confused. I was going to get away anyway, so why bother fighting him to death?"

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity and stabbed his opponent in the abdomen, forcing him to quickly retract his sword. The Green Water Sword hit the Steel Pattern Sword, making a metallic sound. He used the force to jump back four or five meters, keeping a safe distance from his opponent.

"Wait a minute!"

The man broke out in a cold sweat. He had practiced the Thirty-Six Moves of the Dragon and Tiger Sword Technique countless times. Even when Master Mo suppressed his internal strength, he was not able to find his flaws easily. However, the other party seemed to be able to do it effortlessly. This was too evil.

He raised his sword and was about to attack, but when he saw the other party making a pause gesture, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Yu bowed and said, "Your sword may seem ordinary, but it has the power to subdue dragons and tigers. Your internal strength is already unfathomable. I know very well that if you continue to fight, you will only bring humiliation upon yourself. I would rather admit defeat and help you and Miss Lin achieve their goal."

He was speechless for a moment: "You...you are quite an open person."

"Farewell."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he put away his sword, looked back at the embroidery building with reluctance, jumped off the stage, and ran to collect the ten taels of silver.

It was a huge loss. Fan Zhutian still got 40 taels, and I only had this much. Who won in the end?
(End of this chapter)