"Xu Hao, you are not moved, are you?"

Tang Caide laughed.

“What is the Qingyun Festival?”

Xu Hao looked around and found many powerful figures appearing, and asked curiously.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just a small summit for the young generation to compete for their abilities. There are differences between literary and military battles." Tang Caide whispered, "This year should be a military battle, otherwise why would some martial arts masters appear?"

"Actually, warriors who come to participate in such grand occasions are often impure, even if they are blind dates."

Tang Caide laughed and seemed to see clearly.

It turned out to be a blind date!

Xu Hao suddenly realized.

In Zhenwu Continent, the marriages are very young, and it is not surprising that many girls get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and there are no fewer men getting married at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Wen Dou is probably a competition among the mortal world.

In Qingshui Kingdom, if you are very literary, you can still get a job and become a person respected by people in the secular world.

This year's martial arts fight is for warriors.

Those who can make their mark here can often be favored by some beautiful ladies. If they can marry the pearl of the martial arts family, they can also lay a good foundation for the future martial arts journey.

After all, not any warrior has the courage to leave Hanzhou.

The world has been dangerous since ancient times, and there are hidden dangers everywhere. Even some warriors with strong strength cannot guarantee that they will definitely come back alive.

People who can become famous and rise in the world are often a small number of people.

In this way, a corner of the land is often formed, and warriors often have a very fixed cultivation pattern.

"Of course, it's not absolute. There are also many martial people who will come to fight simply."

Tang Caide thought about it and added.

"By the way, the winner of the last martial arts battle was called 'Ye Wuque'. He was a genius who suddenly rose up in recent years. At the Qingyun Festival in the Upper Realm, the other geniuses were hard to survive the Nine Swords in his hands."

Tang Caide whispered, pointing in one direction.

Following his direction, Xu Hao's eyes looked over and finally fixed on a young man in green with an extremely handsome appearance.

The young man in green looked younger than Xu Hao. He was in his early fifteen years old and looked extremely handsome. His facial features were as delicately carved by jade, and his firmness was soft. His lips were red and white, and his figure was tall, especially his eyes, which were extremely clear, like a clear spring.

His appearance is really handsome.

If he wants to compete with Liu Rongyan, the number one beauty in Hanzhou City, everyone will not feel that it is too much.

But he just sat quietly, holding a sword in his right hand, drinking tea alone in front of an ancient table, looking like he was not concerned about the world.

He is Ye Wuque. According to Xu Hao's preliminary observation, he should be in the middle stage of Qi Condensation Realm.

Facing Ye Wuque, even Tang Caide, who was careless and cynical on weekdays, his face also showed solemnity.

Xu Hao's left eye turned, locking the young man in green on the opposite side. Soon a trace of strange color appeared in Xu Hao's eyes, and his heart was shaking: This person is not an ordinary person...

Faced with Ye Wuque, whose cultivation was weaker than himself, Xu Hao actually felt a little pressure.

This feeling is like the kind of thing that Ning Tianci has never experienced when facing Meng Zhen.

Subconsciously, Xu Hao had to pay attention to the boy in front of him.

Xu Hao himself knew the insight of his left eye. Ye Wuque must have extraordinary strength.

As if something was felt, Ye Wuque, who was drinking tea alone on the other side, raised his eyelids slightly and opened his eyes.

Just as he opened his eyes, Xu Hao felt two sharp gazes like sword energy and looked at him.

The gaze did not contain aggressiveness, but was like a young man's natural temperament, which made his handsome face look heroic, like a restrained ancient war god.

His eyes passed through the shaking figure and landed directly on Xu Hao.

"Yes, this time, I finally met a swordsman who interested me."

Ye Wuque showed unexpected joy.

After saying that, he lowered his head and tasted the tea again, never looking at others.

Many directions.

Several people from the world who came here deliberately all looked a little ugly, adjusted their breathing, and tried hard to suppress the anger in their hearts.

They are all famous swordsmen in the world.

Hearing Ye Wuque's reputation as the "Sword Madman" came here specially to compete with him on the sword path.

However, unexpectedly, Ye Wuque's total disregard was completely ignored.

However, this place is the chassis of heaven and earth, and they dare not act rashly.

"Hey, who is this boy? He can actually make Ye Wuque, who is as cold as an iceberg, look at him differently."

Many people were curious at various locations in the hall and looked at Xu Hao in a blink of an eye.

These people include Feng Wuji, a black blood swordsman who once fought with Xu Hao.

Feng Wuji suddenly showed a sudden realization and a little bitter smile on his face. No wonder this is the case, the masters really appreciate each other.

He admired Xu Hao's swordsmanship.

In another direction, Yang Xiansheng felt unhappy.

Yang Xiansheng is a visitor to the Yang family of the martial arts family, the son of the great elder, and a powerful candidate for the next Yang family leader. He has a cultivation level in the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm and is known as the second dragon of the Yang family together with Yang Kun.

It is said that Xiaodao Sheng’s martial arts are even more powerful than his cousin Yang Kun, but he doesn’t like power. Although he promised to participate in the choice of the patriarch, he didn’t care. He just went through the motions.

Yang Xiansheng is a masterpiece of sword skills and is known as the "Little Knife Saint". He is not as concerned about secular affairs as Yang Kun, but focuses on martial arts and is always in the world. He is cruel and ruthless and full of wolfishness.

In his eyes, the weak deserve to be slaughtered.

This time he took the time to come here to taste Ye Wuque's sword.

In his opinion, Ye Wuque would definitely attach great importance to him.

But judging from Ye Wuque's attitude, he seemed to pay more attention to the disciple in the inner courtyard wearing a white robe, and did not take him, as the "Little Knife Saint" seriously.

"Ye Wuque, you will know who is your real opponent later!"

Yang Xiansheng sneered secretly and licked his lips bloodthirsty.

In an instant.

Xu Hao's eyes turned and looked in another direction.

For some reason, this person will show hostility to himself.

"What's wrong?"

When Tang Caide saw Xu Hao turning his head, he also looked over.

Soon, his face changed slightly.

"It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

Tang Caide looked at Xu Hao with a joking look and said with a little meaning.

"oh?"

Xu Hao didn't understand why.

"He is Yang Xiansheng, Yang Kun's cousin, known as the "Little Knife Saint". His sword skills are not weaker than your sword skills, and his martial arts are even more powerful than Yang Kun!"

"Little Knife? It's a bit of a meaning..."

Upon hearing this, a little smile appeared on Xu Hao's lips.
Chapter completed!