Qian Fengxue took a deep breath and responded: "Master Hou is very wise."

"If I win, what will you do?"

Qian Fengxue took out a piece of broken page with rich Buddhist meaning and bright golden light in her backhand: "Regardless of victory or defeat, I present the Golden Book of Inheritance with both hands. Qian Fengxue only comes here to fight."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Xingjian and other people from Taiyuan Academy suddenly realized.

I bet Zuo Chongming didn't come to trouble them, but was lured here by Qian Fengxue.

This made them curse secretly.

Damn it, they just learned that Zuo Chongming was at the door, and they were so scared.

After all, this guy is notoriously difficult to deal with and a notorious evil star...

"not enough."

Zuo Chongming categorically shook his head and rejected it directly.

Qian Fengxue frowned slightly and asked: "But... how can Master Hou agree?"

"How about this."

Zuo Chongming said softly: "It is said that three sword peaks from the Yunhai Sword Ruins of the Ancient Sword Pavilion were taken out by me and fell in the Xiyun Mansion. Do you know about this?"

"Know."

Qian Fengxue squinted her eyes, revealing her splendor.

Zuo Chongming chuckled: "If you lose, you will go and guard there for ten years. Every two years you will have a chance to challenge me. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, you will continue to guard."

Nan Yu's face changed slightly and she said decisively: "No..."

Qian Fengxue is the second young master of the Divine Sword Villa, and a swordsman genius who is rare to see in a thousand years. He is regarded as the hope of the Divine Sword Villa.

No matter what the reason was, Nanyu could never let him have an accident here.

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Qian Fengxue responded directly: "Okay, I promise you."

"It's a deal."

Zuo Chongming took a deep look at him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Guhong Sword that had been hidden for a long time: "The will of martial arts is different, but it can be roughly divided into three types."

"The way of no-self, the way of only oneself, the way of self. There is no distinction between the three ways, each has its own strengths. I, Your Majesty, are obsessed with swordsmanship and have a firm will. I think it is the way of selflessness..."

"That's right."

Qian Fengxue's eyes were filled with fire, and his fighting spirit gradually became stronger: "Zuo Hou acts forcefully, has a deep chest, is decisive and sharp, and simply direct...I think it is the only way for me."

"This is not the place."
Chapter completed!