I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

Inside the Xia family's mansion.

Xia Wuji stood by the window on the second floor and stared for a long time.

It was naturally his idea to send out a few young men to dampen the spirit of these people.

You can't just bring in a cat or a dog and run amok in the Xia family, then they will lose their face.

But at this moment, more than a dozen people had already stepped forward, and no one could even catch Xie Chun's sword.

Not to mention catching it, Xia Wuqie estimated that the juniors didn't even understand the opponent's sword moves.

If he were on stage himself, he would naturally be able to break the opponent's sword moves easily.

It's just that he has been practicing martial arts for fifty years. At this age, it is naturally impossible for him to go up and fight with a junior.

But if it were Xia Hui... it would be a bit confusing.

What's more, this is already half the battle. If Xia Hui avoids fighting now, he will become a laughing stock if word spreads.

So this battle must be won, and it doesn’t matter how we win.

It is enough as long as the result is good.

"Master, let me go."

Xia Hui, who was holding the long knife, had a little more anger in his eyes.

The Xia family has been away from the world for thousands of years, and this is the first time someone has knocked on their door.

Xia Wuji sighed slightly and took out a black and white array disk.

"Go ahead and win quickly. Don't let others look down on our Xia family."

Xia Hui took the array, went downstairs and appeared on the debate stage.

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Xie Chun felt the strong spiritual energy fluctuations in the young man in front of him, which was far beyond his level, which he had just entered the third level.

A rough estimate would be around 40%-50%.

Then the identity of this person is also obvious.

"Ha, Xia Hui, right?"

"it's me."

Xie Chun nodded and said: "I thought you would be a coward."

Xia Hui just said expressionlessly: "It's useless to talk more, let's duel."

He took out the long knife in his hand and introduced: "This knife is called Lieyang Knife. It has a blade of four feet and five feet, a handle of one foot and a width of half a foot. It is a peerless magic weapon passed down from generation to generation in our Xia family."

Xie Chun nodded and introduced it imitatingly: "My sword is called Low Eyebrow. I don't know how long the sword is, and I haven't measured the width of the hilt. It's a random item found on the street."

"The grade of your long sword is not low." Xia Hui said lightly: "Why do you have such a decadent name?"

"I just picked it up casually when I was young. It just sounds a bit arrogant."

"Arrogant?" Xia Hui asked doubtfully, "Where are you so arrogant?"

Xie Chun raised his sword and prepared to imitate Xiaoliang's whole life:

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, but they must lower their eyebrows when they meet me!"

He originally thought that Xia Hui would just smile and pass, but what he saw was a look of surprise on the other person's face, with shock written all over his face.

"?" Xie Chun looked at the audience again. Most people's eyes shone with awe and admiration.

"I just said it casually."

He looked at the expressions of everyone present and felt embarrassed.

When Xia Hui's attention returned to the duel, his expression had changed from the initial arrogance to a much more cautious expression.

If you think about it with your buttocks, you will know that the person who can say this is obviously not an ordinary person.

Seeing that the other party's expression was so serious, Xie Chun could only wave his hand: "Then let's start the fight."

He casually waved a cross-shaped sword energy as a test attack.

Xia Hui roared loudly, and the golden spiritual energy on his body rose into the sky, and the violent energy expanded from the ground into the air.

"I'm a super, super Saiyan!" Xie Chunren was dumbfounded.

I saw the long knife in Xia Hui's hand glowing red, and with a casual slash, the cross-shaped sword energy was completely wiped out.

Xie Chun casually stretched out his hand to block the aftermath of the crimson wave, and clicked his tongue: "What are you talking about, a fierce fire sword explosion?"

He had never played with knives before, so he could only tell from this move that the opponent's sword intent should be of the burning or flaming type.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Xia Hui raised his sword and stepped forward to attack. He was currently in a state of full burst of spiritual energy in his body.

Although the strength exerted is very strong, the consumption is also huge.

He could last up to three to five minutes in this state of exerting all his strength.

Of course, Xie Chun also saw that the other party went all out right from the start.

Normally, if you want to win, you only need to use footwork to delay for a few minutes, and the opponent will basically be unable to fight again.

But Xie Chun did not retreat, he just yawned, stretched out his right hand and raised the sword to respond.

One sword, two swords, three swords.

Xia Hui found that every move he made was perfectly blocked by the opponent. No matter how he changed his moves, he could not break through the defense of the opponent's hand.

At the back, Xie Chun was even holding melon seeds with his left hand and fighting with him with a low-eyebrow sword in his right hand.

This fool could see the difference between the two of them.

Xie Chun swung his sword to force him back, sheathed his sword, and said in a calm tone:

"Your backhand is weak, your forehand is not precise, your steps are loose, your reactions are slow, and none of your moves are decent. You still want to compete with me on the same stage? Have a sweet dream!"

"you!"

Xia Hui really couldn't figure out how the other party could see through his moves. After thinking about it, there was only one possibility:

"Have you secretly learned the Xia family's sword skills?"

Xie Chunle said: "Pull him down. Is there any need to learn secretly from such a shabby swordsmanship?"

Before Xia Hui could question angrily, he explained: "As for seeing through your moves, it's very simple, because your sword skills are too rigid."

"The buddy in front of you." Xie Chun pointed to the leading young man in front of you:

"He is the only one who uses your knife skills. I learned it just by looking at it."

"What you are practicing are all deadly moves. As soon as you raise your hand, I know how you are going to use the knife. I can block it with my eyes closed."

Xie Chun shook his head regretfully: "Practice less on your knife-breaking intention and practice more on your sword skills. At least you can master the moves."

"Otherwise, with your parallel-imported moves, any level 3 with rich experience in actual combat will beat you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Xia family in the audience was shocked.

You can learn the Xia family's sword skills just by looking at them. What kind of talent does this have?

You must know that they have been learning this sword technique since they were young. Even Xia Hui, who is the most talented, has been practicing for half a year.

Xia Hui wanted to refute, but couldn't stand that what the other party said was all the truth.

After holding it in for a long time, he could only say: "Then if you take my last move, you will win."

Xie Chun hesitated and said: "After your fiery sword explodes, is it time to freeze the entire audience in seconds?"

Xia Hui didn't understand what it meant, so he just took out the formation plate he just obtained and then took it out.

As the formation plate shattered, a large formation enveloped Xie Chun in an instant.