The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!

Yun chujiu looked at him speechlessly and asked, "Did you see Little Moon Yesterday?"

Qu Fang looked annoyed. "Island Master Qi didn't allow her to leave the inn, and now he has made her sit behind him and not allow her to leave. I can only take a few glances from afar."

Yun chujiu heard the bitterness in Qu Fang's words and could not help but laugh. She said, "Anyway, the sword technique conference will take a few days. I don't believe that island master Qi can keep looking at Little Moon. You will see her eventually."

Qu Fang scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Junior Sister Yun, what did you say just now?"

"I said that the sword ranking above is really boring. It's nothing more than Granny Wang selling melons and boasting. I'm going to eat a bowl of Wonton at the Wonton stall over there. Are You Going?"

Qu Fang saw that Xiao Yue could not be seen at the wonton stall and immediately rejected her.

Yun chujiu pursed her lips. She had really forgotten about loyalty at the sight of lust. If she did not want to go, then so be it. She would go by herself!

Hence, this fellow squeezed through the crowd to the wonton stall and ordered a bowl of Wonton.

As it was still the morning and the "Sword Tasting"was in full swing, not to mention the wonton stall, Hei Xinjiu was the only guest at this bunch of snack stalls, some vendors even stretched their necks to watch the show.

The owner of the wonton stall was a middle-aged couple. He specially served Yun chujiu a few more wontons.

After Yun Chujiu thanked him, she began to eat.

The old couple made Wontons while talking incoherently:

"Master, you said you've made Wontons for your whole life. Why are you still making them so slowly?"The old lady said with disdain.

The old man was not annoyed. He said slowly, "Old lady, even though I'm slow, the wontons I make are well-behaved and never give away.

"You're fast. You always leave a few behind. In the end, I ate all the noodles! "I've never eaten wontons with fillings in my life. I've been eating noodles all my life."

The old lady glared at him. "What? Are you not happy? There were so many young men chasing me back then. Why did I choose a slow-tempered person like you? !"

The old man smiled. "One is fast and one is slow. One is fast and one is slow. Aren't they perfect for each other? ! This is just like those people who compete with swords. It's not always good to be fast or slow."

When Yun Chujiu heard this, her heart skipped a beat. She smiled and asked, "Old Man, isn't it said that in this world, speed is the only thing that can not be broken? How can it be good to be slow?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Although you say that, it's not necessarily bad to be slow. "For example, this old woman of mine is very fast, but every time I cook, I have to expose a few of them. Although I wrap them slowly, the quality is very good.

"The old man has watched countless matches on this competition stage. If you only focus on speed, you can't follow the rules. This speed is also slow, but as long as you seize the opponent's weakness and succeed in one strike, this slow is also fast."

Yun Chujiu was stunned when she heard that. She recalled the time when the Drifters had transformed into two human figures to compete with their swords. One was fast and the other was slow, but there was still no winner. At that time, she was still wondering why slow sword could be evenly matched with fast sword, however, she did not expect to be exposed by this old man.

That's right. There was no absolute speed or slowness in the first place. It was just a relative term. Cut the complexity and simplify it. get rid of those useless moves and find the opponent's weakness. Even slow sword was enough to defeat the opponent in one move.

The old lady saw that Yun Chujiu was stunned and could not help but glare at the old man. "You're spouting nonsense. Look, this little girl has become a demon! You're just a wonton seller, and you're still talking about swordsmanship and feigning!"