Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 107
The conversation between father and son broke up unhappy.

Bai Qi's attitude is very tough.

But he has nothing to do with Lin Xi.

Although partial, but after all, he has not gone mad to destroy another son for the sake of his future.

He's just... mediocre.Mediocre people always try their best, make mediocre decisions, and think they are right.

Bai Fan's reputation spread quickly.

Every day, Lin Xi can absorb all kinds of 'jealousy' from all directions.

Fame and fortune are poison, but almost everyone wants to be intoxicated by it.

Bai's family is a double hero, which has attracted the attention of the whole world.

Regarding the battle between Bai Xuan and Bai Fan three months later, there are different opinions on who will win and who will lose.

Some people swear that Baixuan will win, after all, Baixuan has a long history of excellence.

However, some people think that Bai Fan will win, because it hasn't been too long since Bai Fan became famous all over the world.

Three months is enough for Bai Fan to take another step...even several steps.

Even within the Jiange of Nanling, there were all kinds of guesses and conjectures that never stopped.

In the Feizi Building, Lin Xi put the knife on his lap, and the life of Qu Yang kept flashing in his mind.

At the same time, he once again refined and comprehended Qu Yang's understanding, application, persistence and sincerity of the sword.

Completely becoming Chuyang, as long as Baixuan doesn't use the Yueling sword, he can indeed fight with him, but he can't talk about winning in battle.

Only by surpassing Qiyang can a higher winning rate be obtained.

Lin Xi didn't retreat for too long, and went down the mountain after half a month.

He was going to enjoy the fruits of 'fame'.

This is a process of gaining momentum.

When many people have expectations for his sword, and many people hope that he will win, his sword posture has been tempered.

"Dare to ask but the second master Bai is in person?" An old man holding a knife blocked Lin Xi's way.

Lin Xi looked at the old man, unable to detect any hostility from the other party.

"Thirty miles to the east, Wudi Temple, do you dare to wait a while?" The old man asked Lin Xi.

Lin Xi supported the long knife in his hand, and said with a loud smile, "Why don't you dare?"

There are many strange rocks in the mountains, and there is a dilapidated ancient temple on the top of this strange mountain.

On the altar in the temple, the clay-body wood sculpture is a glaring general sitting on the back of a tiger with a big knife in his hand.

The general's real name is 'Guan Sifei', and he was the founding father of the Dawei Dynasty thousands of years ago in Langzhou.

His stories and legends have been circulated for many years, and gradually he became a god somehow and became "Emperor Wu".

And in this Emperor Wu Temple, there are more than a dozen knife cultivators with different expressions and different attires.

Although they are different, some look like rich old men, some like ordinary people, some are dressed as generals, and some look vicious and not like good people.But they were the same, both holding a knife and holding hands tightly.

When seeing Lin Xi walking in, all eyes were on Lin Xi.

An old man who looked lean and the only one without a knife in his hand looked Lin Xi up and down for a moment, then nodded.

Then a big man with a fierce face and wearing a short suit jumped out, holding a ghost-headed nine-ring sword.

"Heishan Yao Heihu, please enlighten me!" After saying that, he slashed at Lin Xi with a knife.

Lin Xi didn't dodge, but greeted him with a knife.

During the collision with the Nine-ringed Knife, all kinds of noises and splashes, ear-piercing frictions, shook the mind.

"The nine-ring knife has the effect of sound attack. The ghost head can accumulate evil spirits, and the sound and evil are combined. It is supplemented by the sword technique of the five tigers breaking souls. The more you fight, the more courageous you will be. On the battlefield, you can fight horizontally and horizontally." explained aside.

After fighting for only three or five moves, the big man holding the ghost-headed nine-ring knife put aside the knife and stood aside.

Immediately afterwards, an old woman with small feet came out, holding a mother-in-law knife in her hand.

Arching her hands towards Lin Xi, the old woman said in a soft voice: "Qiao's family, grandma of the third family, Qiao's Xiong Xin, hasn't used a knife for many years."

Having said that, when she made a move, a series of feminine and venomous sword winds rushed towards Lin Xi incessantly. If it wasn't for the support of Zu Yang's rich combat experience, Lin Xi would definitely be ashamed.

"Mother-child Yin-Yang sword, one long and one short, one attack and one defense, just like Yin and Yang surrounded, mutual support, Yin and Yang combine, attack and defense turn!" In the old man's voice, the old woman's saber suddenly changed.

Originally, she used the child sword to attack and the mother sword to defend, so the sword technique was strange and dangerous everywhere.

At this moment, the mother knife is attacking, and the child knife is defending. The sword technique is fierce, just like a mother protecting the child, showing a decisive and fierce trend everywhere.

As soon as the saber was done, the old woman also put away the saber, stood aside, looked at Lin Xi, and didn't speak or make any more noise.The entire Wudi Temple is filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

"Who's next?" the old man asked.

A fat-headed monk walked out touching his bald head.

In his hand was a ring knife.

"Xingkong Temple... good fruit!" The monk held the Buddhist ceremony with one hand, but held the saber tightly in the other.

The old man still explained from the side: "Basic miscellaneous things say: 'Buddha was in Shiluofa City, Bichu wanted to cut three clothes, so he made them by hand, and the clothes were damaged'. This knife is for cutting clothes, and killing is not allowed. It's just that the sharp weapon The hand has its own evil intentions. Therefore wielding a knife is like cutting clothes, and killing people is like cutting cloth. There are nine forms of the knife, and the eight forms use defense instead of attack, and only one knife...is to break the precepts, kill and become demons, and destroy people's lives."

When Lin Xi fought with the monk Shanguo, he felt that there was a strong sticky force in the opponent's saber technique, which absorbed his domineering and powerful saber aura, as if wrapped in a ball. Among the chaos.

Until a sudden moment, all the restraints burst, and only one knife came out in a stunning manner, like a madman.

The monk retracted his knife and adjusted his breathing.

The originally crazy expression on his face gradually retracted, and then moved away.

Next, Lin Xi saw a series of knives such as the Miao knife, the horse-cutting knife, the goose-wing knife, the big knife, the serial knife, the lancet knife, the fish head knife, the single knife, the machete... and the usage of various knives , the moves and techniques implied in it.

This not only increased his knowledge, but also allowed him to understand various methods of using knives.

Although it is a skill, skill, strength, reason and Tao are actually interlinked.

Lin Xi looked at these strangers, but could feel their strong expectations from their fiery eyes.

Sword repair, compared to sword repair, is indeed like a mess of loose sand.

When sword cultivators have been hoisted up to the altar, sword cultivators know that they are classified as miscellaneous cultivators and are not taken seriously.

The battle between Bai Xuan and Bai Fan seemed to be just a battle between brothers.

But for many people, it is clearly a battle of swords.

Bai Baiqi said... Nanling Jiange cannot lose.

But for many knife repairers... Bai Fan must win.

Winning may not change anything, but at least... someone has worked hard to change something.

That's enough.

How cowardly and miserable is it to do nothing and wait for events to change on their own?

"You have seen all kinds of knives and their corresponding knives, but now you are ready to take the old man's knives?" Finally, the old man came out, looked at Lin Xi and asked.

(End of this chapter)