Chapter 305 I just ask you, are you convinced?

Lin Rujin simply suspected that she had heard it wrong. How come after all this time, it turned out that Jiang Lao wanted to fight Ming Zhuo?

She invited him here to deal with Ruan Mingying!

But why did Ming Zhuo suddenly become a Xuan Master?

She always felt that she seemed to have missed the point. She had always suspected that Ruan Mingying had raised a little ghost to seduce the Xu family, and told Jiang Lao a lot about Ruan Mingying.

As a result, Ming Zhuo came and seemed to have some skills.

She was glad in her heart that it was Jiang Shengying himself who was invited, otherwise she might really fall today.

After all, Jiang Lao was the Taishan Beidou of the Xuanmen in Xiang City, and a little girl could never compare to him.

Ming Zhuo: "Let's make it clear first, do you want to fight with words or with martial arts? After all, you are old and your hands and feet are not nimble enough, so people will accuse me of bullying an old man."

Jiang Yuncheng: "How dare you! I think you don't know your place. Don't you know that my grandfather's Seven Swords of the North Fight is unparalleled in the world? No matter how old my grandfather is, he can still beat you!"

He deliberately played a trick. He suffered a great loss at the hands of Ming Zhuo, so how could he let Ming Zhuo have an easy time?

Of course, he wanted the two of them to fight, and it would be best if Ming Zhuo was injured and disabled, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

Ming Zhuo: "Seven Swords of the North Fight? It sounds powerful. Okay, let's go out and fight."

Just as she was about to get up, her hand was held by Ruan Mingying.

Ruan Mingying was confused. She had no opinion on any decision made by her sister, but wouldn't fighting and killing be too violent?

Although Jiang Shengying was old, he was well-maintained, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and his eyes were bright and sharp. He looked like a martial artist.

His sister was delicate and weak, and she would definitely suffer!

"Zhuozhuo, how about a literary fight? Aren't you good at fortune-telling? How about we compete in fortune-telling?" She whispered.

The practitioners present were all sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. When they heard Ruan Mingying's words, they immediately felt that Mingzhuo was showing cowardice.

Jiang Yuncheng: "If you are afraid, kneel down immediately and kowtow three times to my grandfather, say sorry, and listen to my grandfather's teachings, it won't be considered as humiliating you."

Mingzhuo likes others to provoke him like this, it is simply a handle handed over, "If I win, I won't let your grandfather kowtow, you just kowtow three times to me and listen to my teachings."

Jiang Yuncheng was furious: "You!"

Jiang Shengying sneered: "Very good, since you have made up your mind, let's fight and see if I, Jiang, am qualified to teach you a lesson!"

Things turned out like this, which was beyond many people's expectations.

Suddenly, many people followed him out, wanting to see the excitement.

The square outside the hotel was cleared, and a group of well-dressed people stopped socializing in the banquet hall and stood at the edge of the square, rushing to the front line of the melon-eating.

Jiang Yuncheng stepped forward: "Let me make it clear first, in the arena of martial arts, life and death are not a matter of life and death. If you regret it, it's not too late."

Mingzhuo smiled, "You want to teach me a lesson? Okay, you can beat me first."

Yu Zhenran saw that Mingzhuo didn't bring a magic sword, thought for a while and took off his peach wood sword, "Although it's not handy, you still use it first."

He wanted to persuade Mingzhuo that if he couldn't beat him, he should decisively give up the sword and admit defeat, so as to suffer less. Mingzhuo

turned his head and looked at Gu Xu, "Ah Xu, can you lend me your bronze mirror?"

Gu Xu was stunned for a moment, and quickly handed the bronze mirror to Mingzhuo.

Jiang Yuncheng saw this and was delighted. He had seen Mingzhuo's prowess in Xiang City and knew that Mingzhuo's swordsmanship was very powerful. Now that he had no sword and was holding a bronze mirror, he had completely lost his convenience.

After all, cold weapons are one inch longer and one inch more dangerous. The bronze mirror can be used to suppress evil and break illusions, but it is not a weapon for fighting.

Jiang Shengying waited for Mingzhuo to be ready, then he took out the money sword and attacked quickly.

He wanted to end this competition within three moves, and he attacked Mingzhuo with a powerful sword.

Mingzhuo was wearing a skirt, which restricted her movements, but fortunately the hem of her skirt was big enough, so she didn't dodge or avoid, but won.

Ruan Mingying covered her eyes in fear. She regretted it so much. If she had known that there would be a fight tonight, she should not have let her sister wear a skirt.

Her heart was beating fast when she heard a burst of exclamations from all around, and then there was silence.

Is it over? Ruan Mingying's heart was lifted up, and she rushed over quickly, "Zhuozhuo!"

She saw Mingzhuo flip over and land, with her skirt flying up. Her posture was surprisingly elegant and not messy at all. I'm glad her sister is okay!

"Where's Mr. Jiang?" She looked around. The person next to her raised his hand and pointed.

She looked in that direction and found that Jiang Shengying was being helped up by Yu Zhenran and Jiang Yuncheng.

Ruan Mingying was stunned and asked in bewilderment, "What happened?"

The people around him also had complicated expressions and whispered, "Well, it seems that Mr. Jiang lost?"

Mainly because everything happened too quickly, and before anyone could react, Jiang Shengying had been kicked by Mingzhuo and took several steps back.

Jiang Yuncheng: "You are cheating! Just now you used this bronze mirror to shine on my grandfather, which caused my grandfather's sword moves to fail!"

Mingzhuo returned the bronze mirror to Gu Xu: "It seems that you are not convinced, so why don't you come and deal with me."

Jiang Yuncheng glanced at Jiang Shengying and picked up the money sword, "Come on, die!"

Since they parted last year, he has been practicing the Seven Swords of Northern Fighting diligently, and has improved a lot in swordsmanship. He has learned 70% of Jiang Shengying

's true teachings. After all, Jiang Shengying is older, and physical aging is inevitable, but he is strong and healthy, and he is at the peak of his integrity. I don't believe that he can't deal with Mingzhuo who has lost his magic weapon!

He Wangyao was really impressed. It was the first time he saw someone so eager to come up and give his head.

He counted in his mind, and sure enough, within three moves, Ming Zhuo broke Jiang Yuncheng's impenetrable sword moves.

She didn't have a sword in her hand, but she had the sword spirit in her heart. Her body and skin could all be transformed into a sharp sword. With the last palm, she swept Jiang Yuncheng into the fountain pool in the square.

Ming Zhuo felt that she was very gentle. The pool was not deep and could also serve as a buffer. It was such a beautiful night tonight, and it would be bad if too many people were injured.

Jiang Yuncheng was picked up by several disciples who jumped into the pool. He was almost crazy.

He broke free from several people's hands, picked up the sword and rushed up without saying a word.

The sword went straight to Mingzhuo's back, and the sword light turned into a real sword blade, almost tearing his flesh immediately.

Mingzhuo didn't even look at it, and drew a line with his finger. There was a sound of weapons colliding, and the red line broke, and the money sword broke again.

Copper coins fell to the ground with a ding-dong sound.

Jiang Yuncheng was confused. What happened? Why did it break again?

After being repaired by his eldest brother, this sword was also blessed by Jiang Shengying himself with several magic seals. It should be stronger than before. How could it be so vulnerable?

Jiang Shengying's face changed drastically, "The Three Swords of Taoism? You know the Three Swords of Taoism?"

Ming Zhuo explained lazily, "Whatever you say is what it is. I just ask you, do you accept it?"

"No!" Jiang Yuncheng answered subconsciously.

"Oh, then continue to fight." Ming Zhuo said, "Fight until you accept it."

Jiang Shengying did not hesitate, turned around and slapped Jiang Yuncheng, "You idiot!"

He was really angry to death. Jiang Yuncheng only knew to come back to complain, and he didn't even know the other person's background, and let him compete with the other party rashly.

He made him lose face in front of so many people!