The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

Tianyi Villa was in a huge crisis, and Qin Ye was working hard to recover it.

A public trial meeting was held under the auspices of the Wulin Alliance. He Zhao lao wept and confessed to the latest in the past. He confessed his guilt in front of everyone.

Thanks to Qin Ye's hard work, several seniors interceded. He Zhao's problem is completely attributed to the problem of the times, the error of that chaotic era.

In the end, He Zhao abolished his martial arts and apologized, and in the future, he would be bullied by those he killed by eating fast and reciting Buddha, and his problems were forgotten.

"How could this be?" Zhu He was a little disappointed, he thought he could destroy Tianyi Villa in one breath.

"Think about it, more than ten years ago, everyone and every sect was in chaos. Who didn't have a history of blackmailing? What if He Zhao was completely destroyed because of his past mistakes, and someone slapped other people?" He Junxin explained.

The members of the martial arts alliance were all ripped off, and the organization could almost collapse. The order that the world has finally established is almost over, and martial arts will fall into chaos again. It doesn't benefit anyone.

Considering the overall situation, sometimes it is really unsatisfactory.

"My mother...she doesn't seem to care..." Zhu He asked again.

Seeing the truth of the duel from the newspaper, Zhu He really wanted to peel off He Zhao's skin, but his mother was very calm, and his father was also stabilized by his mother.

After the truth was exposed, they did not pursue the victory or even make a claim. Nie Qingfeng also refused to attend the public trial and handed over the punishment of He Zhao to the Wulin Alliance. He doesn't understand it.

"He Zhao's reputation has collapsed, and our goal has been achieved." He Jun said in his heart.

His master will definitely not just forget about it, but that is the future, and it will be like this for the time being.

"But... what if he makes a comeback?" Zhu He was very anxious, the enemy was not dead, he was not at ease.

"There won't be this chance." He Junxin reassured.

If He Zhao jumped again, it would be his death.

*

In the middle of the night, Tianyi Villa

Liu Mengyao led her two daughters and walked towards the backyard with a few burdens and lowered her footsteps.

She was in pain all over her body. The old thief He Zhao gave up his martial arts, turned around to blow her air, and also broke her tendons and leg bones. It is said that the husband and wife should have the same blessings and share the difficulties.

For the sake of the child, Liu Mengyao endured the pain and fled.

She wants to leave with her child, and she doesn't want to die in Tianyi Villa.

However, before she walked out of the yard, a ghostly figure appeared in front of her.

"He Zhao..." Liu Mengyao shivered, his face full of fear. She instinctively kept her daughter behind her.

He Zhao's face was gloomy, with a trace of blood red between his brows.

Obviously, she saw with her own eyes that He Zhaoqi's eight meridians were abolished by himself, and the masters of various sects had verified it, how could he still stand up? !

Liu Mengyao felt a strong wind coming from He Zhao. But after a few days of work, it seems that the inner strength has returned? Even more powerful than ever.

Her husband, what kind of wicked kung fu is he practicing!

"It's so late, where are you going if you don't sleep?" He Zhao tilted his head to look at his wife and children.

Is this to escape? Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately...

How could he let them go?

Speaking of which, if Liu Mengyao hadn't become selfish and provoked He Junxin, how could he have gotten to where he is now?

He Zhao's life was originally perfect, the pinnacle of martial arts, the pinnacle of power, a happy family, and an excellent heir...

But his perfect life was out of control because of He Junxin.

He Junxin is just an inconspicuous discarded chess piece, but who would have expected this discarded chess piece to turn into a sharp knife that stabbed him to the core.

He didn't expect that it wasn't his mortal enemy Nie Qingfeng who brought him down to this point, but his despised son and his wife who had been neglected by him for more than ten years.

Because of Liu Mengyao's small calculations, He Junxin revealed the truth many years ago. He lost everything overnight.

Liu Mengyao was the culprit, how could it be possible to let her go? !

"He Zhao, please, let us go!" Liu Mengyao pleaded with tears on his face.

She was unconvinced that he was sorry for her! ! Why can't you let her go!

She flew a pigeon and begged He Junxin to save her.

But she's always a motherfucker! He Junxin should not care! He Zhao would really kill her.

After being close for twenty years, Liu Mengyao recognized her husband for the first time.

She always thought that He Zhao was an idiot who only had martial arts in his heart, but she didn't expect that he was a despicable and shameless devil.

She has never committed adultery with anyone, and He Zhao is not a man, so how did the child come to be? Who is the person she loves at night?

He Zhaoyuan was worse than the world knew.

He was castrated by Nie Qingfeng, and he didn't want to expose him, so he found someone to get her pregnant.

She, Liu Mengyao, was tricked by her husband, raped, and was accused of adultery!

"You are my wife, and they are my children. I won't hurt you, why should you run away?" He Zhao shook his head, with a twisted smile on his face, a pair of restraining hands were pinching Liu Mengyao hard 's neck: "stay at home, understand?"

With tears in Liu Mengyao's eyes, she nodded painfully.

She only hoped that He Junxin would receive the letter for help as soon as possible, and hoped that he would find out his conscience and come to save her.

She regrets it!

I regret not paying attention to her own son. If He Junxin appears this time, she will take good care of him for the rest of her life and regret it.

He Zhao let go of his hand, and he walked back with his two daughters.

"It's a tough time. When Qin Ye wins the competition on the seventh day of the seventh month next year, everything will go back to the way it was before." He Zhao has his own calculations.

He hasn't given up yet.

Liu Mengyao felt that He Zhao was crazy. He Zhao's true face had been exposed to the world. Does he still want to dominate the martial arts?

And following such a person, she is going crazy!

*

Tianyi Villa fell into chaos. After the incident of He Zhao's east window, their behavior became low-key, and the disciples in the villa minimized going out. But there are still various crises and difficulties. Even with the shrewd and capable Qin Ye, it was difficult to restore the decline.

Besides, Qin Ye's reputation is not very good now, and the favored son of heaven has been neglected by the rivers and lakes, and his life is not easy.

Several wives also quarreled with him. He, who was originally enjoying the blessings of the people of Qi, fell into the endless battle of his wives. The four masters of house fighting calculated each other and killed the four children who were about to be born in their wombs.

Qin Ye's affection for the four girls was completely exhausted, and he did not go home.

And this family successfully contributed jokes after dinner for the people of Jianghu.

Compared with Tianyi Villa, although the Xuanji faction encountered a lot of troubles after its comeback, and encountered two major conspiracies in the middle, but with Nie Qingfeng in charge, the crisis was resolved one by one, and the development of the faction was smooth and stable.

The hat of the Demon Sect was slowly removed, and the reputation of the Xuanji faction became better and better.

The master was ambitious and wanted to do things, but He Junxin did not participate too much. He is now devote himself to martial arts practice.

He had to win the duel with Qin Ye.

After the genius doctor Zhu Tong announced that He Junxin was completely healthy, Nie Qingfeng also started the second stage of teaching.

"It's also time to choose weapons." Nie Qingfeng said.

With Qin Ye's sword, his apprentice couldn't go up to a duel with his bare hands. What a waste.

So, she took He Junxin to the arsenal to select weapons.

Nie Qingfeng didn't give any advice to the apprentice, she let He Jun do whatever she wanted: "The way of weapons is always the same. The exercises and routines are the same. What weapon you choose is entirely up to you. Ye Jie can be turned into a weapon. You can choose whatever you want."

He Junxin has been pondering for a long time in the arsenal. He has tried all kinds of martial arts with swords, spears, swords, and halberds.

He Jun thought to himself that Qin Ye was using a sword, so he would also use a sword to fight the enemy.

After choosing a good weapon, He Junxin officially entered the second stage.

"One word, practice!" Nie Qingfeng said.

There is a set of weapon routines recorded in Huashengong. He Junxin mastered the routines under the supervision of Nie Qingfeng, and then was thrown into the tower by the master and began to break through.

The mechanism tower of the Xuanji faction contains exquisite mechanism dolls.

They are responsive, numerous, and form formations. Every puppet has a kind of martial arts, which is very difficult to deal with. They are excellent sparring partners.

"How do they work?" He Jun was curious.

The quaint wooden dolls are more flexible than the artificial intelligence robots of later generations.

According to legend, the ancestors of the Xuanji School learned from the Mohist disciples during the period of contention of a hundred schools of thought, and they learned the secret techniques of organs. He Jun really wanted to learn.

He was often abused by the mechanic puppet, and every time he was abused, his curiosity about the mechanic technique increased.

He Junxin spent a month practicing with the dolls, from the bottom of the tower to the top, and was tortured to the point of dizziness every day.

This tower not only trained his martial arts, but also taught him Qimen Dunjia. This is different from the formation method of marching combat.

After staying in the tower for two months, I finally got out of the tower.

After that, Nie Qingfeng started the third stage of actual combat teaching. She asked the top experts of the Xuanji faction to practice combat with him.

Nie Qingfeng said: "Your skill is deep enough, and you will definitely be better than me in time, but you lack combat experience, so you have to get familiar with it."

He Jun humbly asked the experts for advice, but of course he was beaten so much that he couldn't find the north at first.

"You are really bad enough." He Jun complained.

"I am over-flattered!"

In actual combat training, the masters do not pay attention to fairness, justice and integrity. There are all kinds of tricks, and they dare to use any despicable means. He Jun was overwhelmed. In the defeats again and again, he may soon be how to deal with these dirty routines.

Of course, every kung fu master who played against him has his own characteristics. In the process of being injured, being beaten, counterattacking, and winning, he has learned a lot.

After winning everyone in the door, the next step is the actual combat training of Master Jade Nie Qingfeng.

Fighting against Nie Qingfeng, he was completely abused.

Nie Qingfeng did not have the concept of feeding tricks or teaching. She said that in actual combat, that is to really treat the apprentice as an enemy and fight.

He Junxin couldn't make thirty moves in Nie Qingfeng's hands, and every day was a heavy blow.

Nie Qingfeng's swordsmanship is completely unrecognizable, there are no fixed moves, and he can do whatever he wants.

There is no move to win, there is no move routine, so it is difficult to crack.

But it's not impossible. Theoretically speaking, if the internal force and speed go up, it can be stopped. However, compared with his master's skill, the gap in swordsmanship is even greater.

"Hey..." He Junxin racked his brains every day thinking about how to fight.

Sword Demon Nie Qingfeng, her current state has reached the stage of controlling sword energy.

He Junxin felt that he was still in the ordinary martial arts world, and his master was half a fantasy.

"Senior brother, don't worry about it. I can only make ten moves in my mother's hands." Zhu He said proudly.

To be able to pass ten strokes is already very good and proud. Brother's swordsmanship is already a huge achievement, and he is the second most powerful person he has ever seen.

"Junior brother, this is not something to be proud of." He Junxin smiled and said, "Don't you want to win?"

"I don't daydream." Zhu He was very realistic.

He Junxin shook his head and sighed, this dream, let him continue.

Huangtian lived up to the painstaking efforts, and He Junxin made rapid progress.

From being almost instantly killed at the very beginning, to being able to fight two hundred tricks now, a whole year has passed.

It is still easy for Nie Qingfeng to win, after all, his skill is higher than that of so many years. But when it comes to swordsmanship alone, He Junxin has caught up in skills, and she can even feel the pressure.

He Junxin's sword moves are sharp, swift, airtight, precise and concise, just to restrain her invisible moves.

And when she changed the style of swordsmanship, Nie Qingfeng found that his apprentice's swordsmanship also changed.

The change made her very satisfied.

"Stop!" Nie Qingfeng called to stop during practice.

"Master!" He Junxin bowed obediently to Master, ready to listen to the lecture.

"Your swordsmanship has already been accomplished. In the future, you will practice it yourself. I will do a random check once a month." Nie Qingfeng said.

He Jun felt a little regretful. The experience gained by fighting with masters every day is incomparable to practicing alone.

"I'm surprised by your talent." Nie Qingfeng felt that she was lucky and had a good eye to find such a good apprentice.

In just two years, he has cultivated like this.

Thinking that when she was stirring up the wind and the rain in the rivers and lakes, she couldn't compare to him in martial arts, and she didn't learn as fast as He Jun.

The afterlife is terrifying.

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The small world ends tomorrow.

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