Although the Ouyang family is not a big family, their house in Chang'an is also quite small.

The large yard in the front hall is comparable to half a football field, and the middle is about two acres of open space paved with bluestone slabs.

At this time, the yard was surrounded by people, all of whom were invited to the dinner today.

Among them are men and women, and the guests in the female guest area occupy a whole row in the east.

Several young sisters beside Yu Xiuyao were chirping at Xi Yunfei not far away.

But her eyes were attracted by only one person.

What made her feel incredible was that the person was being pulled aside by her own father at this time, as if the elders were reminding the younger generation...

"Then, isn't that Mo Tang's family?"

The two maids behind her also saw this scene and were so shocked that they couldn't stop.

Yu Xiuyao was quick-eyed and quickly glared at the two of them.

The two maids were so scared that they covered their mouths. At this moment, the master and servant looked the same, and they were shocked.

On the court, Xi Yunfei, as the main guest, naturally sat and watched the show.

On the left is Ouyang Xun and on the right is Yu Shinan. The two old men seem to intend to let him be a referee.

"Langjun, I heard your conversation with Captain Wang just now. How likely do you do you think my son can win?"

Ouyang Xun suddenly lost confidence. His son was not at home on weekdays and was used to being with the people of the Green Forest.

Although everyone said that he was superb in swordsmanship and extraordinary in martial arts, he hadn't seen it for a long time.

"I remember the last time I saw him dancing with his sword, it was at the birthday party of the Supreme Emperor. That was three years ago. Now, I am really unsure whether this kid has made progress or retreat."

Upon hearing this, Xi Yunfei responded with a smile: "What are you going to worry about? Look over there." As he said that, he pointed to Yu Shinan on his right.

At this moment, Yu Shinan happened to be giving some advice to Mr. Mo. His appearance seemed to be a bit like cramming. The most important thing was that Mr. Mo kept nodding and bowing.

But I didn’t expect that Yu Shinan was just a literati with no power to tie up a chicken. How could he believe what he said?

Seeing this, Ouyang Xun put down a stone in his heart, looked at Xi Yunfei and smiled, and looked at Ouyang Zhemei who was standing in the field with anticipation.

Soon, a servant brought two wooden swords made of sandalwood. The texture was hard and exquisitely crafted. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a black iron sword that was refined by hundreds of times, and it would be very easy to buy. After all, sandalwood has a high density, comparable to gold and stone.

After both sides took the wooden sword, they each held their fists and bowed.

On the field, Wang Dahui acted as the referee and said to the two: "Two people remember to stop when the point is reached. The winner is the winner when the wooden sword hits the opponent's key point. If the ordinary part hits one point at a time, both of them are tens. If the deduction is tens, it will be considered a defeat."

The rules are very simple, Ouyang Zhemei and Mo Shaoxia nodded at the same time.

"Then, the competition officially begins!"

After Wang Dahui shouted, he retreated.

Shaoxia Mo looked at Ouyang Zhemei, posed in a sword posture, and said, "Shushan, Shaoxia Mo."

Ouyang Zhemei was stunned, and also posed in a sword posture, responding: "Zhongnan Mountain, Ouyang Ke."

As soon as he finished speaking, an abnormal sound came from outside the venue.

Everyone looked at the sound, but saw Xi Yunfei knocking over a cup.

"Ouyang Ke?"

Ouyang Xun, who was sitting next to him, nodded: "My husband doesn't know anything. My son's single name is Ke, and Zhemei is his character."

Xi Yunfei looked up at the two people who had already started fighting on the field, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"One Young Master Mo and Ouyang Ke, is it the dog author's hint to me?"

Xi Yunfei's knocking over the cup was just a small episode and was not worth mentioning.

As soon as the two of them fought, the guests applauded.

Most of the female guests in the east were cheering for Ouyang Zhemei, but Yu Xiuyao opened his beautiful eyes and stared at the well-founded Young Master Mo who was advancing and retreating on the court without blinking.

Perhaps he is more familiar with Young Master Mo. Although Ouyang Zhemei is very handsome and handsome, the two maids behind him turned a blind eye to him and murmured in a small voice: Mo Dang’s house, be careful, oh, be careful...

The two maids’ worries were not aimless, but the situation in the scene was clearly seen by everyone.

Ouyang Zhemei's wooden sword made her look as elegant as the wind. During this period, she slid past Shaoxia Mo's neck several times. Although it was a dull wooden sword, it strangely gave people a thrilling feeling that whenever they were touched, their heads fell to the ground in an instant.

The guests screamed, but the two on the field were not.

Wang Dachui, who was in front of Xi Yunfei, spoke and explained: "Now both of them are testing each other. The real victory or defeat takes twenty moves. The battle between masters often determines the victory or defeat by counting the moves. The husband looks carefully back."

Xi Yunfei nodded slightly, and Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan, who were on his side, also nodded in a daze.

Yu Shinan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, judging from the current situation, Ouyang Zhemei had a great advantage.

At this moment, the wooden swords in the hands of the two of them on the field were about to part with a touch, and both retreated backwards.

After each stood still, two clicks sounded at the same time. The wooden sword in their hands broke from the middle, and half of the blade fell directly to the ground.

"Wow..." The sidelines were stunned. No one knew what was going on, but they just didn't understand.

"There are only thirty moves?" Ouyang Xun hurriedly looked at Wang Dahui, the only one who understood it on the field.

Wang Dachui frowned slightly, shook his head, and said, "No, I just finished twenty moves."

On the field, Ouyang Zhemei held the broken sword in her right hand and lightly danced a sword flower, saying, "I admire you, when I was traveling in the world in my early years, I heard that there was a sword immortal hidden in Shushan. At that time, I thought it was a myth. When I saw it today, I was arrogant."

Young Master Mo was breathing slightly. Although he had only had twenty short moves, he was already sweating and exhausted. The last move he had almost exhausted him. It was only when he used brute force that the two wooden swords would break from the middle.

Ouyang Zhemei didn't say anything else, but turned around and clasped her fists with Xi Yunfei and said, "Langjun, I lost this competition. To be honest, if I were to use the Iron Sword to compete, I would not be able to defeat him within thirty moves."

Xi Yunfei looked at each other and smiled, then turned to look at Young Master Mo who had not yet recovered.

Ouyang Zhemei's meaning is very simple. He can't win within thirty moves. If there is no limit on the moves, this Young Master Mo is not his opponent. Ouyang Zhemei is not an arrogant person. His willingness to let go of his pride and admit defeat is actually his greatest recognition of Young Master Mo.

You should know that Ouyang Zhemei is a disadvantaged existence even veterans such as Xie Yingdeng.

Xi Yunfei reminded Yu Shinan: "Uncle Yu, please let me take this guy to rest first."

Although Yu Shinan couldn't understand the competition just now, the strength of the two people can be roughly judged from the state where Mo Shaoxia and Ouyang Zhemei finished the competition. Although Mo Shaoxia could not beat Ouyang Zhemei, according to Ouyang Zhemei's meaning, this kid was also strong.

However, at this time, Young Master Mo was in a bad state, and he was afraid that he would be stimulated by losing the competition and would never recover from now on.

Yu Shinan looked around the crowd, and finally saw Yu Xiuyao and two maids in the female guest area, and hurriedly waved to them.

After Yu Xiuyao walked over with a nervous look on his face, he said, "Li Niang, take Xiaoyou Mo back home to rest first, and ask your Uncle Nan to prepare some ginseng soup and plaster for nourishing, don't neglect Xiaoyou Mo."

When Yu Xiuyao heard this, he was stunned at first, and then looked at Yu Shinan with an incredible look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Yu Shinan thought she was going to refuse, and scolded in a deep voice: "My friend Mo escorted you back to Beijing all the way. He had no credit and hard work. Now he is my Yu family's disciple again, so he just asked you to take him back to rest. Do you not even understand such etiquette?"

Yu Xiuyao paused, then was overjoyed, and bowed: "Daughter!"
Chapter completed!