Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 98: Picnics require blankets, this is a matter of public health
Some people also walked up to the other two empty sword platforms one after another, but they were mostly some young men from the martial arts world. On the first day of the World Sword Alliance, there would be few masters coming up on stage.
The Tiger Girl finally went to the third sword platform. As of now, she should not lose.
Jiang Ba's gaze was always on the sword platforms of Dugu Bufu and Tie Muyi, and he didn't look at the other sword platforms at all. If it were under normal circumstances, he might have taken a look, but now he had no interest in looking at those who were better than the inferiors but not as good as the superiors.
He was waiting for someone to compete with the two men, especially the man in the black animal skin cloak. He was very concerned about the sword intent in him.
Jiangba is not stupid, he is just foolish, not stupid. Before going on stage to kill someone, he always has to see what these people's tricks are first.
Finally, someone walked towards the two sword platforms, but what was surprising was that the first person to be challenged was not Tie Muyi, but Dugu Bufu.
The one who challenged him was a swordsman who looked quite young. He was dressed in gray cloth and had an ordinary appearance. The long sword hanging on his waist was ordinary. The only feeling he gave people was also ordinary.
Perhaps he was too ordinary, so when he stood up from the crowd and walked towards the sword stage, no one noticed him.
It was not until he stepped onto the sword stage that some people looked at him in surprise and forgot about the past.
It has to be said that although he is ordinary, as a young man in the world, he dares to be the first to challenge Dugu Bufu. This kind of fearlessness of a newborn calf is still admirable.
He was seen standing on the sword platform, bowing slightly to the person who was sitting quietly, and speaking respectfully.
"I am Zhang Song from Jiangnan, please teach me."
Dugu Bufu opened his eyes, glanced at the young man on the stage, and nodded lightly.
"Draw your sword."
"Thank you, senior." Zhang Song straightened up, took a half step back, raised his hand and placed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
He looked at Dugu Bufu with bated breath, and seeing that man sitting there motionless, he swallowed and slowly drew out the long sword from his waist.
When the young man's sword was completely unsheathed, Dugu Bufu finally took action and placed his hand on his sword.
The next moment, a sword intent that made people feel cold all over flashed through everyone's heart, and then the sword light disappeared, and a sword had stopped at the young man's throat.
In mid-air, the animal skin cloak blown by the wind fell down, and Dugu Bubu stood in front of the young man, putting away his sword with an expressionless face.
"Next time, draw your sword more decisively."
Behind him, a snowflake broke in two and fell to the ground.
"Yes, yes..." The young man responded blankly and stepped down from the sword platform.
There was silence beneath the sword platform because they discovered that Dugu Bufu's sword seemed to have become even faster.
In fact, Dugu Bufu had already given the young man half a move. He waited until the young man had fully drawn his sword before drawing his sword. This could be considered his unique way of taking care of the younger generation.
Over the years, his aggressiveness has become less evident.
Sitting back in his original seat, Dugu Bufu looked at Li Si in the distance again.
But he found Li Si sitting there, eating half a steamed bun with relish, without even looking at him.
Dugu Bufu's eyes turned cold and he silently tightened the sword in his hand. He found that no matter what time it was, he really wanted to chop this man to death with a sword.
"Heh." Li Si was eating a steamed bun, and suddenly covered his mouth and took a breath of cold air.
It was so cold that the steamed buns were frozen and as hard as stones, almost knocking his teeth out.
No, I need to drink some water. By the way, where is the water?
Li Si was looking around for a kettle, while Jiang Ba, who was sitting in the corner, was shaking with excitement.
In fact, he didn't know whether he was afraid or excited. He was just trembling, recalling the sword intent that had just passed through his heart.
He almost felt that he was going to die just now, and he almost couldn't help but draw his sword to fight back.
This man is really strong. He raised his eyes and looked at Dugu Bufu on the sword platform, his mouth almost grinning to his ears.
But what he liked most was fighting with people like this. The feeling between life and death made him almost obsessed.
"Tsk." Jiang Ba couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The swordsmen on both sides looked at him in confusion, and seeing his almost insane look, they subconsciously shrank their bodies and sat aside.
There are really more and more weird people these days.
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At the same time, the Tiger Girl on another sword platform had just defeated a challenger. She had kept her promise to Li Si, using only 70% of her strength and not killing him. Even so, an ordinary swordsman would not be her opponent.
She put away her sword and subconsciously glanced in Li Si's direction.
At this time, Li Si had already spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and placed some dried meat, some dry biscuits, some snacks, some melon seeds, and a small pot of wine on it. He was half lying there, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.
Only then did Shu Hu Nu understand why Li Si had gone out of his way to buy so many things before going up the mountain, causing them to almost miss the World Sword Alliance.
It turns out he was here to do this. If you didn’t know, you would probably think he was here for a picnic.
She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and avoided looking at Li Si.
Li Si thought that there was nothing wrong with this. After all, he would be staying in the mountain for more than ten days and he couldn't treat himself badly.
He is not one of those stubborn swordsmen who can go without food and water and be mentally detached while holding a sword.
"Crack." In the crowd, Li Si cracked the melon seeds in his hand, watching two young swordsmen on a sword platform fighting back and forth in a stalemate.
When they see something exciting, they will clap and cheer, which makes the swordsmen on both sides feel embarrassed. It is not right to cheer along, and it is not right to remain silent .
If they follow suit and shout, the two swordsmen on the stage will look like monkeys.
If we keep silent, it would seem that we are not giving them face, as if we are saying that their swords are useless.
"Hmm?" Not far away, the confused Taoist who was sleeping soundly must have smelled something. He woke up with a frown, raised his nose to sniff the sky, then opened his eyes and looked towards Li Si's position.
Seeing the wine and melon seeds in Li Si's hand, he rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he quickly got up and moved over.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, can you please let me join you at the dinner party? Swordsmen don't even bring food with them when they go up the mountain. I am so stupid."
Li Si raised his eyebrows and looked at the confused Taoist who squeezed through the crowd. He seemed to have discovered some business opportunity. He smiled slyly, raised one hand and said.
"Sure, thirty taels of silver."
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The winter wind was blowing coldly, and this year's World Sword Alliance had a stronger smell of wine and money, as well as some melon seed shells scattered on the ground.
