Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 386 The Third Disciple
Su Weiyun and Li Xunhuan were talking when suddenly another person walked into the hotel.
"So Xiao Li Fei Dao is here."
The person who came was Guo Songyang, with the Songyang iron sword still slung across his back. He had indeed come.
Su Weiyun could guess why he came without asking.
"If you want to challenge Li Tanhua to a duel, it's best not to do so now."
Guo Songyang asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
Su Weiyun said: "Because he has been drunk for a long time , he has no energy, and his physical and mental strength are not at their peak. Even if you defeat him, you are just taking advantage of his misfortune."
Guo Songyang frowned and asked, "How long do we have to wait?"
Su Weiyun said: "I don't know."
Guo Songyang sneered: "You don't know? If you use this as an excuse, can you drag it out forever?"
Su Weiyun said: "There is another way. If you are willing, of course you can do it."
Guo Songyang said: "You say."
Su Weiyun said: "Compare with me. If you can beat me, it is almost the same as beating Xiao Li Fei Dao."
Li Xunhuan's realm at this time has not reached "man is the knife", but his Xiao Li Flying Dagger has a magical and ancient spiritual power - so his realm may not be as good as others, but when he flies out with his knife, he will definitely gain something!
This is the real reason why Xiao Li Fei Dao is undefeated.
Guo Songyang said: "If I beat you, does that mean I beat Xiao Li Fei Dao?"
Li Xun Huan suddenly said: "Well, as long as you beat him, I will admit that I am not as good as you!"
"good!"
Guo Songyang drew out his sword and placed it on the wine table. The extremely heavy Songyang iron sword seemed as light as a feather in his hand, and it struck the table without making any sound.
"Draw your sword!"
Su Weiyun ignored him and turned to look at Tang Du beside him and said, "Disciple, please stand a little further away. If I hurt you later, it will be very bad."
Tang Du wanted to laugh again, but he couldn't, so he had to stand obediently in the corner.
Su Weiyun added: "The sword used by the master is the 'Fifteenth Deadly Sword'. I will only use one sword. You must watch carefully. You must study seriously in the future."
Tang Du nodded beside him, but Guo Songyang said angrily : "How shameless! You only use one sword and you can..."
Before he finished speaking, the sword in Su Weiyun's right hand had already been unsheathed.
As the sword was unsheathed, a dazzling green light shone.
Guo Songyang was suddenly speechless.
The sword did not stab quickly, and it even felt very slow, as if it had slowly crossed a long river of thousands of years before arriving in front of him.
Killing, brutality, despair, terror, and dead silence, these heart-pounding auras rushed over from the unknown river and filled the air in an instant.
whoosh!
The sword had reached Guo Songyang's chest.
Tang Du had always thought that Jing Wuming's left-handed sword was the most ruthless sword technique in the world, but when he saw Su Weiyun's sword, he suddenly felt that Jing Wuming was not a killer at all.
No matter how many people Jing Wuming killed with his backhand sword, it was still inferior to the extremely deadly fifteenth sword.
Guo Songyang's "Songyang Iron Sword" had not even been used, but the outcome of the battle had already been decided.
Of course he lost.
Defeated so quickly!
Tang Du's back was suddenly soaked with cold sweat. He could not imagine that Su Weiyun, who used the sword style like a savior Bodhisattva in Xingyun Manor, could actually use such an "evil" sword technique.
Guo Songyang stared blankly at the sword on his chest , unable to utter a word.
Li Xun Huan's eyes lit up and he asked, "Can this sword kill Shangguan Jin Hong?"
Su Weiyun said: "I don't know."
He still gave the same answer: "I don't know." In fact, even if you ask Shangguan Jinhong herself, she will definitely give the same answer.
Shangguan Jinhong was not sure that he could kill Su Weiyun, and Su Weiyun was not sure that he could kill Shangguan Jinhong.
Li Xun Huan was a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said, "Congratulations, Brother Su. When I first heard about your killing sword technique, I was worried that this sword technique might hurt others and yourself. Unexpectedly, in just over a year, you have completely mastered it."
From what he could see, it was not easy to control this sword.
Su Weiyun said slowly: "The person who created the Fifteenth Deadly Sword was indeed a genius, but it's a pity that he himself died under this sword."
Li Xun Huan couldn't help but be moved and asked: "He created this sword, but in the end he died under his own sword?"
Su Weiyun said: "If my guess is correct, that swordsman should still be at the realm of 'having a sword in his heart', but he has relied on his talent to create a sword technique of a higher level, which is really admirable."
Li Xun Huan asked: "But he couldn't control himself?"
Su Weiyun said: "This sword is extremely powerful and murderous. And he still had the sword in his heart at that time. If he didn't want to kill anyone, he could only kill himself!"
Li Xun Huan said: "But you used this sword but failed to kill the Iron Sword of Songyang."
Su Weiyun said: "There is no sword in my heart. Since there is no sword, there is no need to kill people."
The two were discussing extremely profound principles in martial arts, which were difficult to comprehend, and Tang Du, who was standing next to them, was completely confused and did not understand anything.
He only saw Guo Songyang's face full of shame and despair. He raised his head and said, "It turns out that there are countless heroes in the world. It's ridiculous that I am so arrogant. Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
After Guo Songyang sighed for a while, he finally said: "I admit defeat. From now on, there will be no more Songyang Iron Sword in the world, and you will be the fourth on the Weapon List!"
Su Weiyun shook his head and said, "Fame is useless to me, you'd better leave now."
Guo Songyang picked up the iron sword, walked out of the hotel in a daze, and left in a random direction.
Tang Du walked out from the corner and complimented, "Master, your swordsmanship is truly unparalleled and hard to find in the world. I admire you!"
Seeing that he was sweating and frightened, Su Weiyun asked with concern, "You weren't hurt just now, were you?"
Tang Du was surprised and said, "No, Master, although my martial arts skills are mediocre, I am not weak at all."
Su Weiyun sighed and said, "That's good. I don't know what evil has befallen me. The first disciple died within a day of my first disciple's death, and the second disciple barely survived a little over a day. I just hope you don't learn from them."
Tang Du wiped the sweat off his head and said, "I will definitely keep this in mind and will not repeat the mistakes of my two predecessors."
Su Weiyun said sternly: "Although all my disciples are dead, you still have to pay homage to me. If you kowtow to me three times and drink a bowl of wine, you will be my third disciple."
Tang Du bowed down again and kowtowed honestly. He then brought a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. He said loudly, "Master, I bow three times to you, your disciple!"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Okay, from today on, you will learn swordsmanship from me. After a year, you will use the swordsmanship I taught you to compete with Li Tanhua's apprentice. Do you understand?"
Tang Du said: "Disciple understands. Master, would you like to drink a bowl of wine as well?"
He picked up the jar of wine, poured it into a full bowl, held it above his head, and toasted it to Su Weiyun.
Su Weiyun waved her hand and said, "I won't drink it."
Tang Du did not dare to persuade him, he lowered his head and put down the wine bowl.
Su Weiyun added: "But don't be anxious. You are a disciple of the Tang Sect. You have plenty of opportunities to poison my wine. Why do you want to harm the master on the first day of your apprenticeship?"
Tang Du was stunned for a moment, and stammered: "I...I, why don't I understand what the master is saying?"
Su Weiyun ignored him and turned to Li Xunhuan and asked, "I already have a disciple. I wonder if Li Tanhua's disciple is..."
Li Xunhuan did not respond.
He was drunk again.
A drunken streak seems to relieve all worries.
