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Chapter 389 Song Que, the Heavenly Sword of the Sharpening Hall
Song Yuzhi looked at Zhao Mingyuan worriedly, with a tangled look in his eyes, but he didn't know what to say.

Since this period of time, Song Que has been in seclusion in the Sharpening Hall to prepare for war.

According to Song Zhi, the second master of the Song Clan, these days, the sword-sharpening hall has been filled with fighting spirit from time to time.

It was as if a peerless magic weapon was wiping away the accumulated dust, sharpening its edge, and preparing for the next war.

Obviously, Song Que also felt that Zhao Mingyuan was extremely powerful and was a formidable enemy he had never faced before, so he had to adjust himself to the best condition to face him.

Not long ago, it seemed that Zhao Mingyuan was approaching. The pressure emanating from the knife grinding hall has become more and more intense these days. Even Song Yuzhi could clearly feel the sword intention like a gleam on his back outside the knife grinding hall. The ground converged until it was insignificant.

It's like a sharp-edged magic weapon that has restrained its edge, put the blade into its sheath, and is waiting for the moment when it can be unsheathed again.

Although it is in a sheath, its sharp edge is hidden deep inside, but everyone knows that when it comes out of its sheath again, it will bloom with peerless grace.

Obviously, Song Que's heavenly sword has been ready for use.

But the opponent he faced with the next slash was Zhao Mingyuan.

The battle between the two of them is not only a confrontation between two overlords, but also a duel between two men. It cannot be avoided and cannot be changed.

Looking at the frowning brows of the beauty opposite him, Zhao Mingyuan naturally understood what Song Yuzhi was struggling with.

She was not only worried about Zhao Mingyuan, but also worried about her father Song Que.

Both of them are the most important men in her life, but now they have to fight.

Although it was not a life-and-death fight, the sword had no eyes, and with the two of them's cultivation, if they missed, the consequences would be unbearable for her.

But she knew even more that this battle was beyond her control.

What could she say to that?

Should Zhao Mingyuan be careful, or should he be merciful?
Whether as a fiancée or as a child, this is her duty, but when these two identities merge into one, she is in a dilemma.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan comforted him: "Yuzhi, don't worry.

Our battle is not a life and death battle, my father-in-law just wants to see my strength.

I will use my discretion and be merciful, and nothing will happen. "

"Pooh!"

Song Yuzhi blushed and said, "Who is your father-in-law?"

But she was not diverted by Zhao Mingyuan's little trick, and then worriedly warned: "Don't underestimate the enemy!
Although my father has a good reputation in the world, he has not taken action for many years, but people still underestimate him.

In fact, my father's strength is by no means inferior to any great master in the world.

You must never hold back just to take care of his face! "

Is this what makes girls extroverted?
Although Zhao Mingyuan knew that Song Que's true strength was by no means as simple as the legends in the world, he did not expect that Song Yuzhi would actually dare to betray his own father's strength when the war was about to begin.

Is this considered a scam?

Naturally, the friendship between the beautiful lady cannot be let down. Zhao Mingyuan could only comfort him with gentle words:
"Yuzhi, just put your heart into your stomach!

Even Ning Daoqi, the great master, was easily defeated by my sword. Although my father-in-law is definitely not bad, he is still no match for me. "

Song Yuzhi was also worried and confused. It was not until he heard Zhao Mingyuan's words and remembered that he killed Ning Daoqi without any injury in just ten moves that he was completely relieved.

Even Song Yuzhi's attitude changed drastically, and he started to worry about his father again.

As a last resort, Zhao Mingyuan had to repeatedly emphasize that he would be merciful, and also said that he could conceal his strength and maintain an unbeatable situation.Even for her sake, what's the harm in losing to my father-in-law in this competition?

But as soon as this idea was proposed, Song Yuzhi immediately rejected it, and even warned Zhao Mingyuan in horror not to do this.

Song Yuzhi knew that his father had always been a proud man and had almost no failures in his life.If he really loses to Zhao Mingyuan in this competition, he will probably be really hurt inside.

But if Zhao Mingyuan hid his strength and deliberately failed, and Song Que discovered the truth, it would be a huge disaster.When he was so angry, he really didn't know what Song Que would do.

With Zhao Mingyuan's record of killing the Grand Master before him, Song Que must be able to accept defeat in this battle, but it is absolutely impossible to accept such a so-called victory.

The two of them walked and chatted, and soon they arrived at the top of the mountain. Everyone in the Song clan had been waiting for a long time.

This Song family mountain city is built on the mountain. The closer to the top of the mountain, the higher the status of the people who live there.And they, the direct descendants of the Song clan, naturally live on the top of the mountain.

Song Yuzhi suggested: "It's getting late now. Why don't Prince Ming take a rest first and see my father again tomorrow."

After all, Song Yuzhi was a girl at heart, but she called Zhao Mingyuan Prince Ming in front of everyone, which sounded even more distant than Song Shidao and the others.Everyone knew what he meant, but they didn't say anything to make fun of him.

However, when they heard that it was getting late, everyone couldn't help but look at the sun that had just set in the west.

Lingnan is located in the south, so the days are long and the nights are short. There are still nearly two hours before dark. Do you think it is getting late?After thinking about it, everyone understood what Song Yuzhi was thinking.

This is because Zhao Mingyuan has traveled thousands of miles to come here. I hope he has a good night's rest and recharges his energy before going to the scheduled fight.

Even though everyone saw Song Yuzhi's little thoughts, no one objected.

After all, this battle was not a battle of life and death, but Song Que was determined to determine Zhao Mingyuan's strength.

Even Song Que himself would not object to this proposal to allow Zhao Mingyuan to return to a perfect state before stepping onto the ring.

However, although others did not object, Zhao Mingyuan was not prepared to push this battle to tomorrow.

With his strength, even if he traveled thousands of miles, it would not have any big impact.

What's more, Zhao Mingyuan has been adjusting his condition along the way to prepare for this battle.

This energy has been accumulating for a long time, and then it weakens and is finally exhausted.This moment is the peak time.

What's more important is that Zhao Mingyuan has already felt that there is a wanton sword intention not far ahead.

Then, the opponent is inviting a fight!
Since Song Que has been waiting for a long time and is impatient, how can Zhao Mingyuan back down?
Then let's fight!

Therefore, Zhao Mingyuan rejected everyone's suggestions and walked towards the place that exuded the sword intent.

It was a majestic five-bay wooden building with the three characters "Modao Hall" engraved on the plaque on the door.

The door of Mo Dao Hall is open, and in the center of the hall there is a man standing with his back to the door, his hands behind his back, his body is as straight as a javelin, wearing a blue robe that hangs down to the floor, he is as majestic as a mountain, and without even seeing the outline of his facial features, he already looks arrogant. , the spirit of looking down upon the world.

There are no weapons on his body, but there are more than a dozen swords of different shapes hanging on the walls on both sides, all of which are magical weapons.

On the other side of the door, there is a huge stone that is shaped like a stalagmite, dark and smooth, and as high as the human body. It adds another indescribable meaning to the already unique atmosphere of the grinding hall.

The whetstone in the grinding hall, in front of the whetstone is naturally the best sword in the world, the "Heavenly Sword" Song Que!
It must be said that the world of the Tang Dynasty is a world that focuses on artistic conception.As long as you are a master, no matter you are an upright or a villain, as long as you stand there, your charm will grow by itself, and you will have your own magnanimity.

Even if Song Que didn't say a word, just his back looked like a towering mountain, which made people admire him.

It seems that every move, every breath and every breath is carried by the power of heaven and earth, and is blessed by the entire world. This state is daunting.

Zhao Mingyuan was surprised to find that although he had overestimated Song Que's strength, he did not expect that he still underestimated the enemy.

However, it shouldn't!
In the original work, Song Que definitely did not have such a state. With such a state of strength, why should Ning Daoqi be tied with him?
There is no way that Song Que deliberately hid his clumsiness for the sake of his old lover Fan Qinghui, so he ended up in a tie with Ning Daoqi!

Impossible, that was a battle that would determine the fate of the Song clan and even the world. Song Que would never give in because of an affair.

unless……

Yes, the truth must be like this!

It's not that the Heavenly Sword Song Que has become stronger, but that in the Sharpening Hall, Song Que has the right time, place and people, and can perfectly display all his strengths.

In the Sharpening Hall where he had practiced for decades, every plant, tree, soil, and stone here had been infiltrated by Song Que's sword intention for a long time. This Sharpening Hall had become Song Que's so-called dojo and domain.

Facing the enemy here, Song Que could not only display his full strength perfectly, he could even use the power of heaven and earth here to further improve his strength.

When others come here, not only are they fighting away from home, but they will also feel the rejection of this world. It is even more difficult to use the vitality of heaven and earth.

It was as if the entire world was exuding hostility towards him, and the bone-chilling sword intent was everywhere, making one feel like he was in a world of ice and snow.

Zhao Mingyuan faced Song Que, the Heavenly Sword who was at his peak.

When Song Que traveled thousands of miles away to make an appointment with Ning Daoqi to fight, the two were able to fight to a draw.

But when Song Que was in the knife sharpening hall, at his peak state, he already had the strength to rival Zhao Mingyuan.

Even Zhao Mingyuan did not dare to win easily again.

However, Zhao Mingyuan did not flinch, but his eyes burst out with fighting intent.

He originally thought that this was a crushing battle. Zhao Mingyuan had previously considered how he could make Song Que lose less humiliatingly and be so convinced that he was willing to marry his daughter to him and work hard for him. Conquer the world.

Now, he doesn't have to think about this anymore.

He thought that no one in the world could pose a threat to him anymore. Seeing Song Que's strength, Zhao Mingyuan could only be happy that he could have such an opponent.

Realizing that this may be his strongest or last opponent in this world, even the martial master Bi Xuan or the sword master Fu Cailin will not be able to put such pressure on him in the future.

Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but bowed to Song Que solemnly, and said respectfully: "Junior Zhao Mingyuan, pay your respects to the Lord Song!"

A soft and pleasant voice replied: "You are late!"

(End of this chapter)