Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 341 Informal?I realized
"My master is right. If you enter Hanjialing with a gold medal in your hand, you may not be able to pass the final test. There is a great chance of being kicked out of Hanjialing."

"Now, you only need to hand over the gold medal in exchange for a bright future. Being in Xianyang, that is endless glory, and the glory and wealth are inexhaustible."

"Xianyang is a world of flamboyance. Countless people want to get into the trap. With your master's methods, you will definitely be able to excel in it. Especially let this opportunity go."

The old man in black sneered slightly, seemingly persuading, but his tone was full of threats.

The two elders from Hanjialing couldn't help frowning slightly.

But it was calm.

I sneered in my heart.

Compared with Han Jialing's entry qualifications, fame and wealth are like floating clouds.

Those who have not entered Hanjialing will never know what it means to enter Hanjialing.

These people actually want to fool Ying Zige?

It just makes people laugh.

"Young master, this condition is already very good, I advise you to accept it."

Su Changfeng smiled slightly, a little coldly.

Compared with the politeness before, he is a different person.

"Oh, you invited us here today because you are determined to win my gold medal. First use it, then threaten it, and if it doesn't work, you will try to snatch it, right?"

Ying Zige narrowed his eyes slightly, and boldly speculated.

"How dare you dare."

Su Can chuckled, and waved her hands while smiling.

The old man in black robe beside him sneered, and slowly pulled out half an inch of the saber from his waist.

Su Changfeng's feelings turned gloomy.

"If the young master disagrees, that's fine."

"Just pay attention to it in the next life."

At this moment, the smile on Su Can's face gradually became vicious, and he slowly raised his hand, showing sharpness in his eyes.

In an instant, the hall was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Da da da.

Footsteps sounded, and in that invisible corner, a figure swayed wildly.

The long sword in his hand reflected a bright light.

"I see. You are indeed here for my gold medal."

"That's good. If you take out the gold medal, let's forget about this matter. I will not blame the past."

"If you really want to snatch the gold medal, I can tell you that I am very angry, and the consequences will be very serious."

Ying Zige said lightly, and patted the Yuanhong sword on his waist.

"It seems that the young master is determined not to pull?"

Su Changfeng took a few steps back, and also grasped the long sword at his waist.

"What are you talking about? Of course not."

Ying Zige rolled his eyes.

"Okay, since that's the case, let me teach you how the young master's sword skills are."

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, and suddenly moved forward, with the long sword in his hand, he shot instantly.

A piece of sword light shrouded directly towards Ying Zige's throat.

The speed of the sword is like lightning sweeping, making it impossible to guard against.

"That's it?"

Following a lifetime of complaints, it came out from Ying Zige's mouth, why did Ukraine make meritorious deeds.

Ding!
Ying Zige, the Yuanhong sword on his waist, was unsheathed and returned to its sheath in just an instant.

However, the long sword in the other party's hand was completely knocked into the air, and the several ruthless swords spinning in the air pierced into the eaves.

"hiss!"

The old man was taken aback and couldn't help taking a few steps back, his eyes filled with deep surprise.

"Master? How is this possible?!"

Su Changfeng was also taken aback, no matter what, he never thought that his master would be defeated by the opponent with one move.

Even the long sword in his hand was blown away.

"Young man! How arrogant!"

"Since you don't pay attention to our bookshelves so much, I don't have to be polite to you."

Su Can sneered, his body suddenly rose into the sky, and with a hook of his foot, the treasured knife enshrined in front of the board behind him had been hooked up.

Swish!
The moment the precious saber fell into his hand accurately, it was immediately unsheathed.

A piece of icy light, from top to bottom, fiercely directed at the top of Ying Zige's head.

This saber technique is extremely domineering, with endless murderous aura, making the hall feel cold.

"This saber technique is quite good, but it's a pity that none of you here can hold weapons steadily."

"All of them are soft-legged shrimp."

Ying Zige sighed, and didn't even look up at the sword technique in the opponent's hand.

Out of the sheath and back into the sheath.

It's that simple.

"what!"

Su Can uttered a scream, the majestic figure just now lost his balance in an instant.

Just now, it was still an incomparably long knife, and it was directly swept into the air by a strong force.

Ding!
It stabbed fiercely on the beam again.

"how can that be?"

Su Changfeng took a few steps back. This so-called Tianjiao thought that he had been in the world for many years and had seen all kinds of geniuses.

But it is rare to be able to hold oneself down steadily.

Never thought of it.

The master and father, who were stronger than themselves, were seized by the opponent just as they made a move.

Is this still playing with wool?

The opponent is not only strong in internal strength, but even uses weapons so maturely.

"Where are my uncle's children?!"

"Hurry up and show up!"

Su Can, who was startled by Ying Zige's swordsmanship, took a few steps back frantically, and shouted out of embarrassment today.

next second!
Da da da.

Footsteps sounded continuously, and figures rushed into the hall at an extremely fast speed.

There are more than 30 young masters.

They were all dressed in black at the same time, half of them were holding long swords, and the other half were holding long knives.

Each face is gloomy, full of confidence.

Obviously, he didn't see the knife and sword piercing the eaves.

"Use crowd tactics if you can't beat them? You are all smart people."

Ying Zige sneered slightly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details."

"Where there is a will, there is a way, why care about the means?"

"A man can bend and stretch, so what if he is said to be bullied by the big?"

"As long as it can take what is in your hand, any means can be used!"

The father and son and the black cannon old man, he said brazenly.

Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't help being awed.

【I go!It's so brilliant and full of knowledge that I can't be refuted. 】

[That's right, as long as you can win the gold medal, why do you care about the means? 】

[After all, those who make big things don't care about small things. 】

"That's very good. Those who make big things don't care about small things. Then I don't care about the rules of the world."

Ying Zige smiled wickedly and said loudly.

At this moment, it seemed as if the door to a new world had been opened, and a brighter future was in front of him.

"Hmph! I want to see how informal you are!"

Su Can sneered loudly, his tone full of sarcasm.

Informal fart!

Your kid is now under siege, and it is impossible to escape.

(End of this chapter)