Heavenly Martial Arts - 71. Chapter 71

At this time in June, early in the morning in the capital, in a tea house, the guys were busy, pouring tea and water, enthusiastically entertaining many guests very hospitably.

There was a table in which sat a large, strong, energetic man who was eight feet one inch tall. With thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, eagle nose, and serious face, there is always a cruel expression, which looks like a leopard just emerging from the primitive mountain forest.

But no matter who sees him here, he can’t help showing some respect and fear.

There were a few people sitting beside him, including the chief escort of the three major escorts in Beijing, the leaders and regiments of the East and West cities, and the big bosses who had done extremely successful business and the managers of the money houses.

They all have faces in the capital, but they are sitting here very well at the moment, watching the big man slowly drinking tea, with respect on his face.

Just because this man is Li Yanbei, who is known as a man of benevolence and justice. Ten years ago, he was one of the most powerful people in this ancient city.

While Li Yanbei was drinking tea and enjoying the respect of the people around him, a well-dressed middle-aged man with a white face and a small beard rushed to come here. He belonged to Li Yanbei. One of the generals, Sun Chong, the hall master of the “Happy Hall” who is famous in the Central Plains for building various weapons and hidden weapons.

The arrival of Sun Chong broke Li Yanbei’s quiet drinking tea, causing him to frown, and drink: “Sun Chong, what are you doing in a hurry, and in what manner?”

Sun Chong came to Li Yanbei out of breath, clasped his fist and said: “The subordinates didn’t mean to, but there is really a major matter to report.”

Li Yanbei knew that Sun Chong was usually quite stable, and that he was so gaffe today that there should be something important, so he quickly asked, “What’s the matter? Tell me quickly.”

Sun Chong hurriedly said: “I wonder if you have heard the four sentences of’night of the full moon, top of the Forbidden City, a sword coming to the west, flying immortals outside the sky’?”

Li Yanbei frowned and thought: “Flying away from the sky? Is it related to City Lord Baiyun?”

Sun Chong nodded quickly and said, “Yes, it is related to City Lord Baiyun. He will fight Ximen Chuuxue on the top of the Forbidden City on September 15 this year. Now the whole world is in trouble!”

“What, did this happen?” Li Yanbei immediately stood up on the stool with a touch of expression on his face, and said: “Isn’t Ye Gucheng just fighting Xue Yiren Xue Daxia a while ago? He narrowly defeated him? Why is he not stopping now, and is fighting Ximen Chuuxue again?”

“I am afraid that only Ye Chengzhu and Ximen Zhuangzhu themselves know about this kind of thing. Where can the little one find out?” Sun Chong smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and then said: “But I can hear that the little ones are now in casinos everywhere. At the opening, the odds of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue have reached two to one, and Du Tongxuan in the south of the city has already used 600,000 taels of silver to win Ye Gucheng.”

“What is Du Tongxuan doing?” Li Yanbei snorted, and suddenly called a few people: “Go, let’s go to the casino too.”

“Uncle Li, what are you doing in the casino?” the people behind Li Yanbei shouted.

“Ximen Chuuxue is a friend of Lao Tzu, and no one else is optimistic about him, so I just want to bet on him to win!”

Li Yanbei walked away vigorously, leaving all the shocked tea customers talking.

At this moment, on the top of this teahouse, He Heng is drinking tea with one person.

It was a man dressed in white clothes surpassing the snow, with a handsome face without losing masculinity, his eyes with coldness, with endless loneliness, without any smell of fireworks, like a banished immortal, overlooking the world.

Unlike the cold loneliness of Ximen Chuuxue, which is like the snow lotus blooming on the top of a mountain, his loneliness is a kind of loneliness carved in his bones, like white clouds in the sky, floating forever, overlooking the sky and the earth alone.

He is Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City that Li Yanbei they just talked about, a legendary figure.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city, Wanren Mountain!

Ye Gucheng has been famous in the arena for more than ten years, but he rarely walks in the arena, and is still recognized as one of the strongest swordsmen in the world.

And now, he actually appeared here, drinking tea with He Heng.

Neither of them is a talking person, and sitting in all the scenes is also very quiet.

Suddenly, hearing the discussion below, He Heng smiled and said: “It seems that most people in this world are still more optimistic about you, thinking that you can beat Ximen Chuuxue.”

“What is the opinion of others, what is it to me?” Ye Gucheng coldly cast his eyes, staring at He Heng.

He Heng took a sip of tea and said, “You don’t need to worry about this, but do you know that in order to make the battle between you and Ximen Chuuxue so powerful, how much effort did we spend to fuel the flames? Otherwise, what happened? It may be such a big trouble now. In your last battle with Xue Yiren, the essential scale was not much worse, but not even this tenth in terms of fame.”

“That’s your business, this time I’m only responsible for the decisive battle.” Ye Gucheng frowned.

“You should be a good hand shaker, eating and drinking here in my Tsing Yi Building, and I will do the rest!” He Heng sighed.

This ordinary teahouse is actually one of the 108th floor in Tsing Yi.

Ye Gucheng did not answer.

He Heng continued: “I wonder how sure you are in this battle with Ximen Chuuxue?”

Ye Gucheng lowered his head to think for a moment, and said coldly: “Seven percent!”

He Heng raised his brows and said: “It’s very high! So confident? Don’t underestimate the enemy!”

Ye Gucheng assuredly said: “Although Ximen Chuuxue’s swordsmanship is also at its peak, and after the battle with you and Dugu Yihe, it has gradually faded from a lot of immature and preliminary success. But after all, he is still too young and lacks some experience. Jianxin has not yet reached perfection. If I had a battle with him before, I would be 60% sure, but now, after the battle between me and Xue Yiren, the sword power and sword intent have reached unprecedented peaks, 70%. Not so sure!”

He Heng smiled and asked: “I don’t know what exactly happened in your battle with Xue Yiren? His strength should not be bad. I don’t know how you beat him?”

Ye Gucheng recalled: “Xue Yiren is indeed a very strong opponent. He is not inferior to me when it comes to the realm of kendo, but he is also burdened a lot. He can’t break his descendants and family heritage, and he is also old. … Xue Yiren, blood-clothed man! His sword was made of countless blood, cruel and fierce! But when he got old, he had lost the sharpness of his youth, and his murderous swordsmanship had lost three points. Brilliant, how can you not be defeated in a battle with me?”

He Heng nodded and said: “Indeed, his swordsmanship developed in suicide killing must have enough murderous intent and murderous intent to reach its peak, but the years are ruthless, and his murderous intent has long been dissipated, and it is indeed not as good as yours. what!”

“Even so, it was extremely difficult for me to beat him, especially at the last moment. At the moment of life and death, Xue Yiren completely recovered his former state. If it weren’t for his old body to support him to fight again, I might not be able to beat him.” Ye Gucheng was a little bit sorrowful, seeming to be sad for a respectable opponent.

Since ancient times, beauties are like good generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

After Ye Gucheng sighed, he said proudly: “After this battle, my sword intent has reached the extreme, and the sword power has also converged to the peak, only a trace of swordsmanship because that matter cannot be completed, as long as this time succeeds. , I will definitely be able to break through in one fell swoop and achieve the realm of the god of the sword. At that time, I will fight you again!”

“Fight with me again? Yes!” He Heng nodded, and there was an opponent who was sent to the door, how could he not, but he still said: “The premise is that you have to win Ximen Chuuxue, so don’t underestimate it. He. Jade Raksha has recently learned about your decisive battle with him, but he didn’t give him less food.”

“Although Jade Raksha has achieved the ultimate in martial arts, he is indeed a lot stronger than me, but he may not have given Ximen Chuuxue much guidance in the kendo, right?” Ye Gucheng asked with some doubts.

He Heng looked at him and said with a slight smile: “When martial arts reach the peak state, the principles are all connected. What you practice is nothing more than a pure state of mind. Although Jade Raksha is not good at kendo, the state is sufficient. And Ximen Chuuxue is inferior to the realm.”

“Well, it’s just like you. Obviously, the sword is not pure at all, but the realm of swordsmanship is higher than mine. That’s because the martial arts realm is high enough.” Ye Gucheng nodded, and then curiously said: “I don’t know if the Jade Luosha is for Ximen. What did Chuuxue do to make him rise in a short time?”

He Heng touched his nose and said lightly: “It’s nothing, just found him a family relationship.”

“What?” Even Ye Gucheng’s state of mind could not help but be shocked at this moment, Ximen Chuuxue actually got married? This is simply a fantasy.

He Heng took it for granted, “What’s so strange about this? Ximen Chuuxue is also a human being, so what’s so strange about getting married. Jade Rakshasa is still waiting to hold his grandson…”

“That’s right, it doesn’t matter if you get married.” Ye Gucheng’s tone was disappointed that was hard to conceal.

He Heng smiled at him: “Do you think that after Ximen Chuuxue got married, he had love in his heart, and he would never be able to use that kind of merciless swordsmanship and be disappointed that he had lost an opponent?”

Ye Gucheng said, “Isn’t it?”

“Do you think the Jade Rakshasa is so stupid?” He Heng laughed aloud: “You understand that Ximen Chuuxue’s sword needs a ruthless heart to reach its limit. How could he not understand the Jade Rakshasa?”

“Then why does he do it?” Ye Gucheng asked in confusion.