Chapter 27 I have a sword, the name of the sword is very expensive
"Since senior brother doesn't make a choice, I'm sorry!" The disciples of Chunyu's lineage turned their previous emotions into grief and anger. Yes, it was anger, an anger of collapsed faith.
He originally thought that this senior brother would be a modest gentleman who was indifferent to fame and wealth and was calm and far-sighted. He was the ideal gentleman in their ideal lineage, but in the end they were deceived.
This senior brother is actually a two-faced person. To use the words of Taoism, his Taoism heart is not strong. To use the words of Guiguzi, his intentions are not right.
Therefore, he had to hold the three-foot-long sword in his hand to help his senior brother clear away those two-faced thoughts.
"Are you sure?" Jin Yao watched the other party draw his sword and salute, and had no choice but to go ahead and asked seriously with Ling Xu in his hand.
"It is Zinian's duty to set the tone for our senior brother!" Chunyu Wunian, a disciple named Zinian, said seriously.
He didn't want to kill Jin Yao, he just wanted to help him make up his mind and correct his ideas instead of being so two-faced.
"Then do you have money?" Jin Yao asked seriously.
"Zinian, I am from the lineage of Chunyu Confucianism, a direct descendant!" Chunyu Wunian revealed his identity, which simply means that he is not short of money!
"Very good, I have a sword named Very Expensive. It is rarely unsheathed because once it is unsheathed, it costs a lot of money!" Jin Yao showed the Lingxu in his hand to Chunyu Wunian and said.
"Brother, don't worry. Zi Nian can still afford the cost of maintaining and nurturing a sword!" Chunyu Wunian also understood a little bit. No wonder this senior brother had never been seen or heard of him. He might be from a small family, so he had to please both sides and be two-faced.
Thinking of this, Chunyu Wunian became even more determined to help Jin Yao correct his three views.
"Okay, come on!" Jin Yao was relieved. Mo Bian was very poor and could not afford to support Ling Xu. He had always suspected that Master Xiang gave Ling Xu to him not because he regarded him as the heir of Mo Bian's lineage, but because Master Xiang himself could not afford to maintain the sword.
"Brother, be careful!" Chunyu Wunian adhered to the Confucian principle of using courtesy before force, slowly drew his sword from its sheath, and performed the sword salute.
Jin Yao nodded. Chunyu’s direct descendant should not be a small fry. He must have a certain level of skill, otherwise no one would stop him from entering the arena so easily.
"Kill him, kill this two-faced traitor!" The Confucian scholars below all cheered for Chunyu Wunian.
Jin Yao felt helpless when he saw that even Han Fei and Li Si were cheering. I am obviously your man, and you are actually cheering for the other side!
Chunyu Wunian originally wanted to let Jin Yao take action first, but seeing that Jin Yao had been standing there without making a move, he sighed. In fact, his senior brother had a good heart and did not want to bully the weak. So he must not let his senior brother go astray.
Then, Chunyu Wunian made his move, thrusting his sword straight forward, in a standard and impartial manner.
"This disciple is good. He keeps taking action, but he is always trying to persuade others to return to the right path!" Chunyu Yue was very satisfied with his disciple's behavior.
Chunyu Wunian has been persuading the other party to turn back since he made his move. The first sword was to use courtesy before force, the second sword was to uphold justice and live in harmony, the third sword was to turn back as a prodigal son, and the fourth sword... uh, there is no fourth sword.
Jin Yao was also helpless, he only knew three sword techniques. The Mozi sword technique he had learned most of was useless, the wisdom sword technique he had learned overnight was just a pupil technique and was useless too, and the courtesy sword technique he had just learned was a move that required courtesy before force.
Jin Yao was reluctant to take action because it would be easy to expose his identity if he took action, so he kept hiding until Chunyu Wunian took action.
"Why don't you fight back!" Chunyu Wunian was very angry. The image of his senior brother in his mind was completely ruined, and now he was pretending to be a gentleman, which made him even more angry.
"Okay!" Jin Yao no longer dodged, Ling Xu drew his sword out of its sheath, and separated Chunyu Wunian's sword with incredible speed and angle, then slapped the opponent with one palm, knocking Chunyu Wunian off the debate stage.
"Why!" Chunyu Wunian ignored the injuries on his body. Senior brother, you obviously have such great talent and high martial arts skills, why do you want to be a two-faced person?
"Zi Nian, step back, you are not his match yet!" Chunyu Yue stopped Chunyu Wu Nian who wanted to go on stage, "There are still people who will take action, just leave it to them!"
Chunyu Wunian looked at a senior brother from Xunzi's lineage who came on stage with him, saluted sullenly, and then stood behind Chunyu Yue.
"Brother, please stick to the right path and live in harmony with the society. Keep your original heart and do not let your mind be disturbed!" The disciples of Xunzi's lineage were also advising Jin Yao. He thought he was a great talent, but he just took the wrong path!
"He is a Mohist. The Confucian classics will not affect his character at all!" Han Fei smiled bitterly. He could understand the thoughts of his Confucian brothers, but they were not Confucian disciples, so naturally they misinterpreted the Confucian classics in various ways.
"Brother, are you still not going to draw your sword?" The disciple of Xunzi's lineage looked at Jin Yao and attacked with hatred. His sword was sharp and merciless, but he was even more angry because Jin Yao kept dodging and not fighting back.
"Because I'm not sure if you can afford the 'very expensive' maintenance costs!" Jin Yao answered seriously.
"My family can still afford this little money!" Xunzi was also very angry. He originally wanted Jin Yao to come and help, but now he just wanted a disciple to go up and beat this troublemaker to death.
"Master Xun, is this really okay?" Jin Yao was speechless. It was you who pushed me up here, and now you are the one who wants to hit me!
"I think it's great!" Xunzi stroked the tip of his beard, expecting the boy to use Mohist martial arts, and then... Xunzi looked at Zuoqiu and Gongyang who were neutral.
"Just pay the money, be careful, junior brother!" Jin Yao got a satisfactory answer, turned around calmly, avoided the long sword, slapped the disciple on the back with his palm sideways, and used a trick to trip the opponent, causing him to lose balance and fly out of the field, where he was caught by other disciples.
"You have evil intentions, how can you use such shady tricks in a fair fight!" The Confucians were furious because of Jin Yao's kick. It's not shameful to lose, but it's not honorable to win. You are obviously stronger than the opponent, but you use such unconventional methods to make people look bad.
"I..." Jin Yao was speechless. I only know how to use one sword. How can I win without using these street thug moves? He must also be able to use other moves of the courtesy sword. If he uses Mozi's swordsmanship, there is no way I can walk out alive.
"Junior brother, please!" A young man from the Shoucheng lineage stood up again. He was a few years older than Jin Yaoxu, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He saluted with a sword in his arms, and decisively threw the coins that should have been given to Jin Yao in a bag.
"Now that the money is in place, everything will be easy. Be careful, senior brother!" People who are blinded by money are like Jin Yao. The sound of the money bag falling to the ground made him clearly estimate the weight of the money bag. His eyes lit up and he drew his sword decisively.
"So fast!" Disciple Chunyu was slashed on the neck by Ling Xu before he could draw his sword. A strand of short hair fell down. He wiped his neck hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no blood.
