Chapter 652: The Charisma of a Young Swordsman

"Little friend, what's your name?"

Mei Siren's eyes became solemn. He had seen many young talents, but very few could achieve this state of mind.

Even though the young man in front of him can be said to be a little arrogant.

But what if?

What if he succeeds too!

Last time, with a nonchalant attitude, he missed one of the future Seven Sword Immortals and the even more famous Eighth Sword Immortal.

This time, he felt that he needed to seriously inquire about the true title of the young man in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou looked slightly stern when he saw the old man's sudden seriousness.

He didn't dare to hide anything. He raised his fists and saluted, and said seriously: "To be honest with you, senior, Xu Dechi is indeed just a pseudonym. My real name is...Xu Fuji!"

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Xin Gugu was about to step down on Xiao Wanfeng who was shouting loudly again, but he staggered when he heard this.

He looked at the old man and the young man who were treating them politely and seriously, and he began to feel a little dazed.

If he hadn't known Xu Xiaoshou in advance, in this scene where the two of them bowed to each other, he would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou was really called "Xu Fu Ji"!

Not really...

How did this guy come up with such a ridiculous answer in such a calm and serious tone?

The key is, it’s so realistic!

The atmosphere has been heightened to this point, and no one will disbelieve this Mr. Xu.

However, at this moment, he was still pretending... Xin Gugu finally understood. This one sentence meant that in the final analysis, the old man still could not gain Xu Xiaoshou's trust.

He failed to get in touch with the real core, even though he was from Meisi, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

"Xu Fu Ji..."

Xiao Wanfeng murmured secretly in his heart, and he carefully wrote down this title.

Different from the Xu Dechang that outsiders knew, at least at this moment, he, Xiao Wanfeng, not only entered the first floor of the sky, but also got Xu Shao's real name.

We are our own people!

"Little friend Fuji..."

The people of Meisi were also trying to taste this name. In comparison, this name did not make people feel the force of the sword as much as "Wen Ting" and "Ba Zun Shu".

But maybe one day, when the world situation changes, the name "Xu Fu Ji" will be widely spread, right?

"Sir, you're a bad boy, you'd better call me Xiao Xu!" Xu Xiaoshou said casually. He never thought that the old man would really call him that, so he responded quickly.

"No need, Xu Fuji, remember what you said today. I am optimistic about you. One day, you will definitely become famous in the world of swordsmanship... I don't know, you will be the next Seven Swordsman." Meisi people no longer think so. The younger generation treated him with a lot of seriousness in his words.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He couldn't imagine why the other party suddenly changed his attitude, but what could he say?

What if one day he becomes famous all over the world and ranks among the Seven Sword Immortals...

I guess all the Seven Sword Immortals with the same name as "Xu Fu Ji" really had to change their names.

What about "Zhou Tianshen", "Xiao Shi Tan Ji", "Wen Ming"... At that time, there were fourteen people in the Seven Swords Immortals.

If so, then only he, Xu Xiaoshou, is left!

"Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I really don't plan to become anyone's apprentice at the moment, so I can only refuse." Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes again and asked hesitantly: "I don't know, Mr. Siren..."

"The old man will not leave."

How could a Meisi person fail to hear what the other person meant?

He didn't want to become a disciple, and this young man was too embarrassed to leave the Seven Swordsman like him on the first floor of the sky.

But he didn't intend to deal with it so hastily. This young man had many magical qualities. Even if he couldn't gain a disciple, figuring out the opponent's physical problems was an important point to make up for his own swordsmanship.

Isn't this why he traveled around the world?

Xu Xiaoshou never thought that the old man would still stay, but it was hard for him to refuse.

He just wanted to stay, but even thinking about it, it was impossible for the Seven Swordsmen to do the job of serving tea and pouring water.

"Well, how about I help the old gentleman arrange a room for you, and you can leave whenever you want?"

Xu Xiao smiled politely and said, "If your husband really stays with us, even if he doesn't move, it will be a deterrent. Of course, we won't go out of our way to make it known. We will absolutely guarantee that your husband will live a clean life."

The Meisi people heard the feeling of alienation in these words and didn't care. They just nodded and said: "That's good."

Xu Xiao did not continue to talk about the topics of "accepting disciples" and "physique", and turned to look at Xin Gugu.

"Xiao Xin, let him go."

He, of course, refers to Xiao Wanfeng.

If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of Mei Si, today's job of serving tea and water would theoretically have been taken over by this young man.

Just because of the other party's "Holy and Secret Land"... This guy knows about Void Island!

"correct."

Looking back at Xiao Wanfeng, Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and said mysteriously: "Old sir, although I can't be your apprentice, I can recommend someone to you. This person claims to be master of all nine swordsmanships." She Lue is also an avid fan of the Eighth Sword Immortal...well, it means an admirer, which sounds very good..."

"oh?"

Mei Siren's brows moved with amusement, and he looked at the young man who had just managed to get up from Xin Gugu's feet, "You mean him?"

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

He secretly observed the old man and saw that he did not reject the Eighth Sword Immortal. He felt a lot more at ease and said: "It's him who studied the path of ancient sword cultivation by himself. I came to this world." This is the only person who has such great perseverance for so long!”

"I..." Xiao Wanfeng was stunned and his face turned red.

He never expected that Mr. Xu would actually speak for him to this extent just by chance.

All kinds of recommendations are good words.

What's more, could it be that the other party didn't want to become Mr. Siren's disciple just now because he wanted to give the position to himself?

But why?

He wants to be so kind to me...does he have ulterior motives?

"I'm not as good as Mr. Xu said..."

Xiao Wanfeng clutched the wooden sword and held it in for a long time before he uttered such a sentence.

Meisi stared at his wooden sword thoughtfully, and asked for a long time: "Are you practicing the art of hiding swords?"

"yes!"

Xiao Wanfeng's eyes lit up and he nodded a little: "Sir, your eyes are as bright as a torch. This junior is indeed practicing the hidden sword technique."

Only then did Meisi people become surprised.

He had paid attention to this young man, but compared to Xu Fuji and Xu Xiaoyou, he was eclipsed.

A mortal body, a wooden sword...

From top to bottom, if you don't observe it carefully, you can't see the temperament of a swordsman at all, and there is very little charm of the sword.

A stubborn swordsman... Mei Si could only sum it up like this.

But after all, it was the person recommended by Xu Fuji. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Are you really involved in all the nine major swordsmanships?"

"I only know a little bit," Xiao Wanfeng bowed his head in shame, "In front of Mr., there is no way to talk about strategy."

Mei Siren smiled and said: "If you have it, you have it, and if you don't have it, you don't have it. Since you are really exposed to them, tell me why you chose to major in hidden swordsmanship?"

"Sir, you are ridiculous. This junior did not major in Hidden Swordsmanship. He just finished studying other swordsmanship and is now starting to study Hidden Swordsmanship." Xiao Wanfeng straightened his clothes.

When speaking to the Seven Swordsmen, he felt that he could not be rude even in his appearance.

Meisi people were amused by his remarks.

"After studying other sword skills..."

He murmured to himself and didn't care, but there was a little disappointment in his eyes, and asked softly: "The swordsmanship is so exquisite that even the old man dare not say that he has finished it. How old are you, but you dare to say that you have finished the other swordsmanship?" , are you thinking about hiding the sword now?"

Xu Xiaoshou and Xin Gu Gu Mimi gathered together, looking like they were watching a good show.

Even outsiders like them felt that Xiao Wanfeng's words were a bit presumptuous in front of Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

But this young man's demeanor was respectful, and his words were not polite at all.

"Junior thinks otherwise. Throughout the history of swordsmanship, the Nine Great Swordsmanship, the Eighteen Sword Styles, the Three Thousand Swordsmanship... everything started from scratch, and it all started because of people."

"Whether it's the sword god Gu Louying who pioneered the path of ancient sword cultivation, or the eighth sword immortal Eight Masters who mastered the art of swordsmanship... Strictly speaking, these are just their own swordsmanship."

"And since it's just one person's swordsmanship, it must come to an end."

"The end of the road is certain... Standing on the shoulders of giants to open up the wilderness, and blindly standing on the shoulders of giants and sitting on nothing, the ending is completely different."

"So what this junior considers as 'finished thinking' means that he has really finished thinking about it and wants to start a new attempt, and then he chooses to study other swordsmanship."

If we say that along the way, the path of ancient sword cultivation can only rely on the inference and understanding of a little knowledge.

So what was placed in front of Xiao Wanfeng at this time was a textbook answer.

However, he did not look at the question seriously like others, turning pages to find the answer. Instead, he turned around and asked what he wanted most.

This is an opportunity!

If it were anyone else, even if they were not swordsmen, they would know that the opportunity standing in front of them was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Perhaps most people will choose to bow their heads.

But Xiao Wanfeng...

He thought that since there was no answer along the way, he was the answer.

At this moment, I just want to submit what I think is the correct answer to the real "standard answer" for verification.

See if the answers from both parties are consistent.

It has to be said that even Xin Gugu, who did not understand the art of swordsmanship, was still amazed by Xiao Wanfeng's demeanor at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou was also a little surprised.

He knew that those who could study the path of ancient sword cultivation alone were extraordinary.

Most of these people are lost to the public.

Or, once it takes off, it will be a real dragon soaring in the sky!

But when I heard with my own ears that such a young man younger than himself could have such a unique insight into the art of swordsmanship, I couldn't help but be amazed.

The two of them turned their heads and looked in the direction of Mei Siren.

Not only those who eat melons, but also Xiao Wanfeng are looking forward to what Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, will have to say.

The scene became a little quieter.

The air was quiet, and Mr. Tuliu Miren's face was cloudy and unpredictable, and there was no sign of any movement at all.

"You're farting!!!"

Suddenly, the old man shouted loudly, the sound was as loud as thunder, making the hall buzz with shock and the wooden sword neighing.

"Dong dong dong."

Xiao Wanfeng was so drunk that he stepped back heavily. In the end, he couldn't hold back the momentum and fell to the ground.

"Sir..." He raised his eyes, his eyes full of embarrassment and confusion.

Mei Siren breathed heavily, as if he was very angry.

He squinted his eyes, with a cold look in his eyes, and said in a dark voice, "Do you know what you just said?"

"younger generation……"

Xiao Wanfeng lowered his head. He was like the humblest person in the world, unable to hold his head high in the face of power, but he still had a little stubbornness in his heart.

"Junior knows."

This sentence was shouted out by him bravely.

He knew what he just said was disrespectful to the sword!

But that's what I thought in my heart, Kendo Bento will move forward indomitably.

If you are timid because the person standing in front of you is the Seven Sword Immortal, what is the difference between you and those who can't hold a sword or dare not hold a sword?

Mei Siren rolled his eyes and sneered: "Boy, I just pretend that you are the young and frivolous Eighth Sword Immortal. Only from this perspective, maybe you have the right to speak!"

"Since you said so, I will ask you..."

He paused and said in a deep voice: "You have mastered all the nine swordsmanships; what have you practiced in the hidden swordsmanship? Since you have mastered these nine swordsmanships... Then tell me , which swordsmanship is the strongest!"

Even Xu Xiaoshou felt that he couldn't answer this question.

Xin Gugu felt inexplicable pressure on one side, let alone Xiao Wanfeng, who was in one of the confrontations in the game.

Xiao Wanfeng was sweating. He knew that there was a standard textbook answer. He only needed to tell it to calm Mr. Siren in front of him.

But when the words came to his lips, everything changed.

"Hidden Sword Technique!"

"The Hidden Sword Technique... is the strongest!" Xiao Wanfeng's eyes were bright and his neck was stretched straight.

It's over... Xu Xiaoshou slapped his forehead.

Among the nine swordsmanships, the "phantom swordsmanship" is recognized as the supreme, and the entry level is the highest level, requiring practitioners to study the way of space in depth.

This swordsmanship was even more brilliant in the hands of the Eighth Sword Immortal in the past. It truly achieved "taking the imaginary as reality, from illusion to death", and even reached the highest realm in the theory of phantom swordsmanship - "Second World". "The situation!

But today...

Hidden sword skills?

This answer can be said that if Xiao Wanfeng hadn't suddenly appeared in front of the first floor of the sky, Xu Xiaoshou might not have been able to recall what the hidden sword skill was.

And even if everyone knows that he can't do it, how can he hide his swordsmanship? What is the strongest swordsmanship?

"Ah!"

Mei Siren was trembling with anger, "Where did you learn such fallacy?"

"This is not some fallacy, this is the result of this junior's practice after studying the nine swordsmanships. Hidden Swordsmanship is the strongest!" Xiao Wanfeng said stubbornly.

Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself, "Shut up." He was really afraid of this young man at the moment.

What if the Seven Swordsmen were angry, stained with blood on the spot, and killed himself and Xin Gugu in the aftermath?

But before Mei Siren could speak, Xiao Wanfeng held up the wooden sword and said solemnly: "I am the best proof... and if you don't believe it, you can also refer to others, such as the Eighth Sword Immortal!"

The Eighth Sword Immortal?

The three people in front were all startled. Why did this matter involve the Eighth Sword Immortal again?

Xiao Wanfeng said: "This junior has been to the White Cave and found traces of the battle left by the Eighth Sword Immortal there, which confirmed what he had been thinking all along."

"Hidden Swordsmanship is the strongest... It is precisely because of practicing this swordsmanship that the former Eighth Sword Immortal has the legend of 'Three Breaths Innate, Three Years Sword Immortal'."

"And as this junior expected, today, under Hua Sword Immortal's ghost-hunting sword, the Eighth Sword Immortal, whose swordsmanship has declined, can only return to the top with this swordsmanship!"

His eyes were blazing, as if he was one of the few people in the world who least believed that the Eighth Sword Immortal would fall decades ago.

But unlike others, Xiao Wanfeng did not believe without any basis.

Here, he found an opportunity, and after some pondering, he gave the evidence he had found after studying kendo, and shouted loudly:

"Seal the sword until I am old, and I will become a saint!"