Chapter 45 Salary List

"Are you going to practice swords? Come with me, I know a place." Hong Feiyu said.

"Really? Thank you!" Of course Jiang Chen would not refuse.

Immediately, Jiang Chen followed Hong Feiyu to a quiet bamboo forest, walked through the path, and a gazebo appeared in front of him.

Outside the gazebo is an open space paved with bluestones.

Before he got close, he heard the sound of the sword waving.

Jiang Chen and Hong Feiyu looked at each other and walked up curiously.

Soon, a graceful woman appeared in sight, with fluttering long hair, wearing a white training suit, and her movements were as light as a wild cat.

When he was facing this side, Jiang Chen found that this was a beautiful woman with green eyebrows and sharp eyes.

But what really made Jiang Chen obsessed was this woman's swordsmanship, her mastery of the point of the sword.

"It's Miss Wen Xin."

Hong Feiyu stopped and murmured, wondering if he should go forward.

But Jiang Chen has already walked over on his own, there is more than enough space here, he doesn't want to waste any more time after wandering around for a long time.

"It should be fine."

Hong Feiyu hurriedly followed, first calling out to the woman: "Sister Wen Xin."

The woman named Wen Xin nodded, her face was frosty, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness, those who didn't know thought she was in a bad mood.

She was indeed in a bad mood, Jiang Chen noticed that she kept practicing the same sword move, but failed all the time.

"Friend, don't be rude and offend."

Jiang Chen stared at others like this, Hong Feiyu felt embarrassed for him.

"All right."

Jiang Chen also felt that he shouldn't meddle in his own business, so he took out his long sword and began to practice the sword with his right hand.

The current right-handed sword is not as awkward as the first time, after all, the left-handed sword has brought a lot of experience and insights.

However, the level of kendo is still significantly different from that of the left hand.

Hong Feiyu next to him didn't feel anything wrong, because his level was about the same as Jiang Chen's right-handed sword.

Ding!

Suddenly, a crisp sound interrupted Jiang Chen and Hong Feiyu.

The two looked over, and it turned out that it was Wen Xin who slammed the sword in his hand to the ground, with a vicious look on his face, and raised eyebrows.

Hong Feiyu was startled, and pulled Jiang Chen to leave.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen walked over instead, picked up the sword on the ground, gently caressed the blade with his fingers, and said, "Such a good sword should not be treated like this."

Wen Xin stared at him, her eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword.

"The reason why you can't perform that type of sword move is not because you are not good enough, but because you have a wrong heart." Jiang Chen didn't notice it at all, and said to himself.

"Misunderstanding?"

Jiang Chen said: "You are already close to the sword intent, and the sword technique displayed by the sword intent is a kind of artistic conception, and you cannot fully integrate into it."

"How do you know? I watched you practice sword just now, and it was just average." Wen Xin's tone was full of doubts, if it wasn't for Jiang Chen's confident expression, she would have had a fit earlier.

"Don't worry about how I see it, you might as well listen to me first, don't think too much when you draw the sword, and spend your time trying to understand the artistic conception of the sword."

Wen Xin sneered: "You should know who I am, then you should know that I am on the salary list."

"Salary list?!"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, he heard someone say it when he was in the inn.

There is a Qingyun list in Huoyu, and those on the list are all peerless and strong with real materials.

The position of the strong in the Qingyun list is unshakable in the fire domain.

However, it is too difficult to get on the Qingyun list, especially for young people. After all, almost all of them are above middle-aged age.

So someone made a salary list, specifically for the new generation under the age of twenty-five.

People are always very enthusiastic about this kind of ranking. The salary list has only been launched for ten years, but it has already swept the entire Great Xia Dynasty, and even the fire domain.

Young people are all proud of this list.

Unlike the 100th ranking on the Qingyun list, the salary list is a 1000th ranking. After all, there are too many young people.

Even so, it is not easy to get on the list.

Wen Xin's pride is not unreasonable, she is ranked in the top 800 on the salary list, which is considered to be the highest among the people on the list in Kowloon City.

From her point of view, Jiang Chen's teaching really makes people laugh.

"I don't know who you are, I just did it out of good intentions, it doesn't matter if you stop listening." Jiang Chen responded casually, and said something casually.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Wen Xin took her sword, this time she was not in a hurry to draw it out, she closed her eyes slightly, and controlled her breathing.

Jiang Chen backed away, he just pointed out the problem, how long it takes Wen Xin to solve it is her business.

But no matter when, she will always find that she is right.

"You cow!"

Hong Feiyu gave him a thumbs up, with admiration on his face, and said: "You are the first one in Kowloon City to talk to Sister Wen Xin like this."

He had been worrying that Jiang Chen would be scolded back just now.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xin really listened to it.

In the final analysis, it was Jiang Chen's self-confidence.

"Yeah!"

Suddenly, Wen Xin let out a cry of surprise.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, could it be that Wen Xin succeeded once?

That talent is too terrifying.

"Wait a minute."

Wen Xin called Jiang Chen to stop, walked towards him, swept away the previous depression, and asked, "Who is your master?"

"What?" Jiang Chen didn't quite understand the meaning of these words.

"It's the master who taught you how to practice swords."

Wen Xin followed the method Jiang Chen said just now, although he didn't succeed, he found the problem, just as Jiang Chen said.

However, she had seen Jiang Chen's level of sword practice just now, and she would definitely not believe that Jiang Chen would have a high level of teaching her, thinking that he had a famous teacher.

"No, I don't have a master." Jiang Chen told the truth.

Soon, he saw a puzzled expression on Wen Xin's face, which made him very puzzled.

Since leaving Shiwan Dashan, no one seemed to believe what he said.

For example, if he wants to join Tiandaomen, no matter who he is, he will look at him with an inexplicable expression.

Wen Xin's expression is almost the same now.

"I don't believe it. Your advice just now must be of sufficient level." Wen Xin didn't tactfully talk about it, but directly expressed her doubts in her heart.

"First of all, it's your business if you don't believe it. Secondly, I point you out and you find that there is nothing wrong. You should thank you instead of questioning."

Maybe Hong Feiyu would like Wen Xin, but Jiang Chen is different.

Wen Xin seemed surprised, because no one had ever dared to talk to her like this.

Hong Feiyu next to him rolled his eyes sharply, and wanted to say something to Jiang Chen, but couldn't speak.

"You really don't know who I am?" Wen Xin asked.

"I only know your name is Wen Xin."

Wen Xin showed a rare smile, which made that face so beautiful that it was suffocating.

Hong Feiyu next to him thought he was wrong and rubbed his eyes.

"Then what's your name?"

"Jiang Chen."

"Just came to Kowloon City?"

"Yes."

Jiang Chen vaguely felt that this woman's identity was not simple.

At this moment, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps in the bamboo forest, as if a large group of people were walking towards this side.

One of them, Jiang Chen knew, was the young man who blocked him from entering the stone statue square just now.

Taking a closer look, the group of people who came here were all practicing swords in the square before.

That Yang Jianwei was also there.

Taking a closer look, Jiang Chen found that this person was not bad looking, tall and mighty, with thick eyebrows and black eyes, but the domineering aura on his body was uncomfortable.

"Princess."

He came to Wen Xin's side and gave an enthusiastic cry.

"Princess?"

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