I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 121: Double Slash in One Breath, Three Practices in Half a Year
When Xie Yuan saw Peng Wei looking at him with suspicion and challenging him, he had an idea.

To be honest, everything today was as expected, including the challenge. He had expected it. To take the blame and act as a shield, these procedures are indispensable. Without these troubles, just eating and drinking, how can I get Situ Qin's health care prescription? It's better to pay for it.

In order to avoid feeling guilty, Xie Yuan even hoped that these second-generations would be more domineering. However, most of them were not complete fools, and especially for Situ Qin's sake, they had already restrained themselves.

However, what Peng Wei just said was completely beyond his expectations and made him very concerned.

It turns out that Yu Chunsheng's hidden backer, or perhaps not a backer but just a connection, is the Yunzhou Tixing Anchashi, a high-ranking official in charge of the state's criminal justice and public security.

If it were in his previous life, he should have been the director of the Provincial Public Security Department - no, more than that, the Chief Criminal Inspector is in charge of the judicial system. In other words, he holds three positions at the same time: the head of the public security, procuratorial and judicial departments.

A real powerful figure.

If Yu Chunsheng relied on this person to get to the top, then it would be difficult to strip him of his official uniform.

I wonder why Yu Chunsheng has secretly come to the provincial capital to look for this important figure recently?
A few days ago...which day was it?
Xie Yuan felt a little uneasy.

He could think of the thing that had troubled Yu Chunsheng the most recently, and it was probably their escort agency.

The death match that was previously scheduled with the Vajra Sect will begin in a few days.

If Yu Chunsheng had come to the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner not long ago, could it be that he was seeking help for this matter? Was he looking for help, or something else?
Do I need to bother my boss with this matter...

Xie Yuan thought a lot in an instant, looking at Peng Wei in front of him with his eyes flashing.

"Master Peng, do you want to weigh Xie?"

Xie Yuan asked.

Peng Wei said proudly:
"That's right! Although I am not talented, I have achieved the third level of cultivation with just a little practice. My teacher also calls me a gifted person. You have been practicing hard for days, but you are only at the same level as me. With such a level of cultivation, how can you follow Miss Qin? Is it just because of your face?"

When he finished speaking, he sounded somewhat indignant, which caused many young masters to share the same hatred and agree with him.

Seeing Peng Wei's confident look, Xie Yuan smiled and said:

"What if I win by chance?"

"Impossible! If you win, I'll tell you everything you want to know! But if you lose..."

When Peng Wei said this, he suddenly hesitated.

He didn't dare to make the decision for Situ Qin. Even if she wasn't here, the most he could do was give Xie Yuan a cold shoulder.

But Xie Yuan smiled and said:
"Then I will stay away from Miss Qin from now on."

"it is good!"

Peng Wei's eyes lit up and he quickly responded:

"You said this yourself. If Miss Qin asks, no one forces you to do it!"

"nature."

Xie Yuan nodded.

The guests around were all surprised. They didn't expect Xie Yuan to agree so readily.

Did he think Peng Wei was easy to bully? Although Peng Wei's strength was very average, he was still a descendant of a wealthy family who had been taught by a famous teacher and inherited a legacy.

A bodyguard from the countryside probably doesn't even know a few techniques, right? He probably doesn't even have internal strength.

The guests looked at Xie Yuan, all secretly delighted. The pretty boy couldn't stand being provoked, so he brought humiliation upon himself. If Miss Qin saw this, he would surely not have the face to bother with him again.

Most of the young masters coveted Situ Qin's talent, appearance, and family background. Although they knew that they had little hope among so many competitors, the better to have one less competitor. This competitor was a little special. The only advantage he had over them was his appearance. But he seemed to be exactly what Miss Qin liked, and he was a hundred steps ahead of them...

"Then I'll trouble His Royal Highness to clear a space for me to have a sparring match with him."

Peng Wei was afraid that Xie Yuan would go back on his word, so he spoke quickly.

"Don't bother, just in the middle."

Xie Yuan suddenly spoke.

Peng Wei was stunned for a moment and looked towards the center of the banquet hall.

Although it was spacious enough to accommodate a large group of singers and dancers, it was not as wide as the martial arts arena.

He glanced at Xie Yuan:

"It's even harder for you to run away here. Besides, if you damage the decoration of the prince, can you afford the compensation with your silver?"

"Don't worry, Master Peng. If anything is broken, I will pay double the compensation."

Xie Yuan said calmly.

Seeing Xie Yuan agreed so decisively, Xue Yanwen's eyes became deep, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed:

"Thank you, Chief Escort, for your kind words. Since you like this place, just spar with me here. I am not lacking in ambition either."

The news of the competition quickly spread to the female guests in the garden.

"Sister Qin, does your partner want to spar with someone?"

A noble lady said in amazement.

"Ok?"

Situ Qin was startled, and suddenly stood up from the pavilion, frowning and saying:
"Too much."

I thought Xie Yuan would at most be tempted or verbally abused, and with his conversational and mental abilities he could handle it without any problems, but in the end they ended up fighting?
Although some of the nobles were uneducated, many were carefully trained by their families and were very good in both knowledge and strategy as well as martial arts. If such a person were to compete with Xie Yuan, he would probably have no advantage...

Situ Qin walked quickly towards the banquet hall, ready to stop the fight.

"It's Peng Wei. He took the initiative to compete with Master Xie!"

Another girl followed behind and added.

"Peng Wei?"

Situ Qin paused and slowed down his pace.

"That's okay."

It turned out to be him. No wonder, only this guy is so brainless.

Although Peng Wei also has a legacy, with Captain Xie's ability, it shouldn't be a big problem to capture him with just some effort.

Thinking of this, Situ Qin seemed to feel that she had left too hastily just now, and her mind suddenly changed:
"Well, I'll go over slowly and just in time to see them finishing up, so as not to appear to care about him that much..."

Although she wanted others to feel this way, she didn't want to do so for some reason.

Several girls watched Situ Qin's pace change from fast to slow. They looked at each other and thought to themselves:

"She said she only likes handsome guys and doesn't care about anything else. It seems to be true."

In the banquet hall.

Xue Yanwen had asked the servants to move the guests' tables and chairs, leaving a large open space in the middle, which was not smaller than an ordinary martial arts arena.

The guests at the meeting all stood around in the middle, looking at the two people standing opposite each other and whispering.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Nonsense! Even if Peng Wei is not very good, he still has the guidance of a famous teacher and the supervision of his father. How can the inheritance he has received be compared to that of a common martial artist?"

"But with Peng Wei's level, compared with these martial artists who have fought with real swords and guns, even if his skills and foundation are better, I am afraid he may not be able to win in a fight. I have seen martial artists who started from humble beginnings, and each one is more desperate than the other. Even when they are sparring, they fight like crazy."

"Normal. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They are already in a miserable state, so they will naturally try their best to show off when compared with us. I think Peng Wei needs to be careful. However, as long as he does not act rashly, the level of his practice alone can crush this escort master."

"Right. As long as Peng Wei hasn't even mastered the basics, that guy won't be able to handle his moves if he just uses them in a rigid manner. Besides, have you forgotten that people in small places can't get in touch with internal energy?"

"Yes!"

Several people suddenly realized that internal strength was not rare to them, and they had never thought of this level. As a result, even those who looked down on Peng Wei did not think that he would lose. They were at the same level, and their skills were overwhelming, so how could he lose?
Xie Yuan stared at the arrogant Peng Wei opposite him and cupped his hands:

"Mr. Peng, are you ready?"

Peng Wei snorted:
"It's almost my turn to ask you! If you are ready, I will let you make the first move, so that you won't be accused of bullying you!"

Xie Yuan shook his head:
"No need, Mr. Peng, please go first."

If he attacks first, it will be troublesome if the other party cheats later.

Ever since Peng Wei started to provoke Xie Yuan, he felt that Xie Yuan was indifferent and would not respond to any persuasion or threats, which made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Now seeing his expression, I finally reacted:

This guy seems to be full of confidence all the time and doesn't take himself seriously at all!
Peng Wei suddenly became angry.

He doesn't take me seriously? He actually thinks he can win?
Peng Wei said:
"In that case, swords have no eyes, so you better be careful!"

With a clang, Peng Wei pulled out his sharp sword and chopped at Xie Yuan's head!

This knife was not only swung out with anger and extreme swiftness, but it also contained hidden rules and countless follow-up moves.

The guests around exclaimed in surprise. They didn't expect that Peng Wei, who seemed unlearned and of low level, had unexpectedly good swordsmanship!
Some people even looked stern, wondering if this guy was hiding his abilities all the time?

Xie Yuan looked at the knife and his eyes flashed.

With his keen eyesight, he could tell from the opening move that this sword technique was not bad, the moves were exquisite, and the grade was definitely far above the Runlang Sword Technique;

The power of his moves is not the only thing, but what is different from the past is that this opponent is the first one he has encountered who has cultivated internal strength!
This slash of sword made the blood and energy surge, and the internal strength burst forth, the power was more powerful than any move used by any opponent of the same level that Xie Yuan had encountered!
Then there is no need to hold back.

Xie Yuan moved his fingers, almost leaving an afterimage, and drew his sword.

Feng Han's long sword arrived first, bringing with it a whistling sound like a wolf's howl, and with a bang, it directly knocked Peng Wei's weapon away!

Then Xie Yuan raised his precious sword, concentrated it slightly, and slashed it down with the power of splitting mountains!

In one breath, two swords were slashed out!

Peng Wei's weapon dropped from his hand, and he was still in a daze, staring blankly at a big knife chopping down on his head.

In a trance, he seemed to see a silver wolf standing proudly on the top of the mountain, with a huge full moon behind it; the silver wolf turned its head, stared at him, and suddenly pounced down from the mountain, wanting to devour him!
Peng Wei felt cold all over in an instant. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't lift his feet. He could only stand still until the long sword suddenly stopped in front of his forehead.

Feeling the chill on his forehead, Peng Wei shuddered, as if he had suddenly woken up, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The guests' cheers at Peng Wei's sword skills were just coming to an end, and then the cheers got stuck in their throats.

Everyone stood there in a daze, looking at Peng Wei who was sitting on the ground, somewhat puzzled.

What happened?
Xie Yuan's two sword strikes were so fast that there was not a single unnecessary movement. Most of the audience only saw a flash of the sword. In a trance, it seemed that a vicious wolf pounced out, the wolf howled, and then everything was over.

ended?
Peng Wei, you’re defeated!
too fast.

No one expected this result and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even if Peng Wei is not very capable, he can't even last a single fight... But even if they take over, it will take at least several rounds to defeat Peng Wei, right?

Among those who think this way, there are many martial artists who have practiced the fourth level.

How could this escort, who has only practiced for three years, use such sword moves?
Du Jian took a sudden step forward and said in a lost voice:
“Is this the sword intention?”

When several young people who had advanced to the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage heard Du Jian say this, they looked at each other in shock.

The sword intent is something that can only be mastered when one has achieved a certain level of understanding of sword techniques.

Even though their realm is not low, their practice of martial arts is far from reaching the level of touching the sword and saber intent.

Xie Yuan did not comment. He had mastered the Wolf Blade Technique to such an extent that each of his sword moves had the same charm as the Three Axes. Even a master like Lu Lao San looked up to him, so naturally the youngsters could not understand him.

The guests attending the meeting all have family backgrounds in this field and have been influenced by it and have good vision.

At this time, after listening to Du Jian's guess, they looked at Xie Yuan, their eyes changed instantly, and they no longer had any contempt in their hearts.

"Let's get out of here. You're all standing around here without saying anything. What are you doing?"

Suddenly a charming voice was heard from outside the crowd. It turned out to be Situ Qin who arrived with a group of female guests.

She was not tall, and only after she pushed through the crowd did she reveal her jade-like face, with a slightly furrowed brow and a hint of worry.

However, when she glanced at the scene, she found that Xie Yuan was standing there, while Peng Wei was sitting on the ground with a pale face, and even his weapon was nowhere to be seen. She felt relieved immediately.

"So it's all done... Looks like I was delayed."

Situ Qin smiled slightly and spoke to herself.

Several noble ladies looked at each other from behind and curled their lips slightly.

Although he walked fast and slow along the way, he almost jogged in the end and ran straight to the banquet hall. What delayed him?

A lady whispered:

"Sister Qin, although your friend is only at the third level of cultivation, his strength is quite good."

Situ Qin smiled lightly, straightened her hair, raised her little face, and said in a low voice:
"Three times of practice? Captain Xie has been on the path of martial arts for about half a year."

What? Half a year?

Three training sessions in half a year?

The banquet hall fell silent again for a moment.

Although the young men here who have practiced martial arts have all achieved good results, they all started as children, practicing standing meditation at the age of seven, and boxing at the age of ten. They have received guidance from famous teachers and have been taking dietary supplements. They started practicing martial arts formally after their bodies grew up, and have only achieved some success now, when they are around twenty years old.

But this escort master went from being an ordinary person to a level three martial artist in just half a year?
They were filled with shock and even suspected that Situ Qin was bragging, but they also felt that there was no need for her to do so.

When he looked at Xie Yuan's third training again, his eyes changed again, full of disbelief.

It turns out that it’s not just about your face that makes a living…

Situ Qin looked at the reactions of the people around her, pursed her lips, and felt that her goal had been achieved.

It even exceeded her expectations and seemed to make her proud.

Situ Qin looked at Xie Yuan in the field, her beautiful eyes flickering.

The master of the house nearby, the prince Xue Yanwen, stood quietly to the side, taking everything in. He looked at Xie Yuan, then at Situ Qin, his gaze gradually becoming deeper.

Xie Yuan ignored the gazes of others, sheathed his sword, helped Peng Wei up, and patted his clothes:

"Thank you, Master Peng. Your sword moves are superb. I had no choice but to use my ultimate move and luckily won. If this sword cannot defeat Master Peng, then I will be the one who loses."

Peng Wei's expression softened when he heard Xie Yuan say this, and he snorted:
"Then you're lucky."

The guests around were all speechless, but they felt that although Xie Yuan was not the same kind of person as them, his words and deeds were much more likable than Peng Wei.

"Haha, Master Peng, what you just said... excuse me for a moment."

Xie Yuan pulled Peng Wei to a corner:

"Mr. Peng, I wonder when our Yunzhao County Lieutenant, um, you said you would come to visit?"

Peng Wei was willing to admit defeat, and said with his neck stiff:

"Just seven or eight days ago, I wanted to come and see my father, but he wasn't here."

Seven or eight days ago?

It was almost after Xie Yuan killed Xiang Zhuo and took his head to the county government to report.

"Then Mr. Peng, have you heard what he did?"

(End of this chapter)