Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

After the flash of surprise passed, Jian Chen became proud and undisguised, even Duan Lang frowned when he saw it.

He clasped his fists and said: "Jian Chen, Wu Ming is the teacher of my family."

Bai Ziyang nodded, patted Duanlang on the shoulder 15 times, and asked, "Boy Duanlang, what do you think of Jianchen?"

Being called a kid, Jian Chen immediately became displeased, but he remembered that the master's teachings were not revealed, but Duan Lang did not pretend to speak, and said directly: "A famous teacher may not be a high-ranking student. There is nothing to be proud of if you have a good master." , the key depends on your own ability."

"you……"

Jian Chen glared at him, Duan Lang didn't care, the two just stared.

Bai Ziyang said with a smile: "The boy is not bad, then beat him until his master can't recognize him."

Without hesitation, the long sword in Duanlang's hand immediately unsheathed, and he used his family's ancestral swordsmanship. Jianchen has been taught by a nameless since he was a child, and he is upright and sunny, with a bright and smooth future!

Where has he seen a person like Duanlang, who speaks a sword as soon as he speaks?

Bai Ziyang's figure walked leisurely inward in an instant, and disappeared from Jian Chen's presence in an instant.

"not good!"

Jian Chen hurriedly chased after him, but how could Duan Lang agree?The two fought together with swords, Jian Chen, who had never experienced setbacks since childhood, didn't care about the person in front of him.

But after only two moves, after crossing two swords, he despised him and took it seriously now.

"who are you?"

"Duanlang, Young Master Shutong!"

Jian Chen was waiting in battle, when he heard a man's voice in the room, somewhat helpless.

"Stop it!"

As soon as the sound came, the sword also came, and the invisible sword energy dismantled the long swords that were facing each other, and directly broke the two of them.

Startled, Duanlang flew to Bai Ziyang's side, looking solemnly at the person who walked out of the house.

The door of the room opened at some point, and a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the two of Bai Ziyang. Bai Ziyang also looked at him quite amusedly, with a slight smile on his lips, showing that he was in a good mood.

Jian Chenfei also landed beside Wuming, and shamelessly said to his master, "Master, it's because of my incompetence that I failed to block these two, so I ask Master to punish you."

Bai Ziyang answered, "If I don't stop me, I will be punished? Shouldn't everyone in the world deserve to die that day?"

Jian Chen's face turned blue and white, and he said angrily: "What do you mean that no one in the world can stop you?!"

"Where am I going, how can anyone in the world stop me?"

Duan Lang sneered and continued: "You can't even stop me, let alone Young Master?"

"Alright, Jian Chen will try..."

"Jian Chen shut up!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wuming immediately stopped drinking. Wuming gave a slight salute to Bai Ziyang, and said apologetically, "I have offended many of my disciples, and I hope this friend will not blame him."

Bai Ziyang looked at Wuming with an undiminished smile and said, "You teach me well, but I have accepted this gift. He is destined to pick it up. Young people will inevitably be a little bit more energetic. In the future, if you teach them with sticks, you will naturally know how to survive!"

Duanlang couldn't help laughing out loud, but Bai Ziyang slapped him away as soon as he uttered it.

Jian Chen was so angry that he wanted to make a move, but he was stared back by Wuming's eyes.

Jian Chen refused: "The disciple really has no face..."

"Could it be that I taught you swordsmanship just to let you fight with others?" Wuming's face sank, and he was a little angry and didn't fight.

Jian Chen's heart skipped a beat, knowing that Master was really angry, he gritted his teeth and knelt down again: "Yes, this disciple knows his mistake."

Bai Ziyang was on the side, still smiling and said: "Kid Duanlang, remember, face is all lost by yourself. To have face, you have to fight it with your own fists."

After thinking about it, Duan Lang said: "Young Master, what you mean is that if our fists were not strong enough just now, then we will be the ones who lose face, not Jian Chen."

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Jian Chen's face was livid as he watched the two servants talk about him, Wuming sighed: "I don't know why my friend is looking for Wuming? If you don't give up, just sit down and talk about it?"

"Bai Ziyang, a late-school scholar!" After the introduction, Bai Ziyang continued, "If you want to sit down, for now! I'm here just to watch your nameless swordsmanship."

Wuming shook his head slightly, and said quietly: "I have lived in seclusion for many years, and the 'Hero Sword' has long been out of my hands."

Bai Ziyang frowned and said, "For an opponent like you, I really don't want to force you to make a move. Forcing the sword, there are inevitably some flaws in the sword technique, and the victory will make the scholar unhappy... It's a pity that Sword Twenty-Three has not yet been born!"

After Jian Chen heard Bai Ziyang's words, he was stunned for a long time and did not regain his strength.

After a while, he suddenly said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you are a lunatic, your master is a martial arts myth, how could you lose to someone of unknown origin like you!"

Wuming frowned at Jian Chen's loss of composure, and at this moment Bai Ziyang had already seated himself and signaled to Wuming.

Seeing that Bai Ziyang ignored him, and his master was not displeased at all, and even treated him with courtesy, Jian Chen was even angrier.

Duan Lang snorted coldly when he walked to his side, and then stood behind Young Master.

Wuming picked up the teapot on the stone table and poured tea for him. Bai Ziyang lightly knocked off the tea lid, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Since you don't want to draw a sword, how about a sword?"

Wuming smiled and said: "That's why I wish, I dare not ask you! Wuming thank you Brother Bai for your understanding."

Bai Ziyang shook his head and smiled lightly: "I'm also helpless. If I can't see Wuming's swordsmanship, it will always make me unhappy. Otherwise, I have nowhere to go. I can live here for a few years."

"You want to live here?" "My lord lives here?"