Chapter 173: Drinking Wine and Talking about Heroes

The leaves are rustling.

The sunset fills the sky.

Under the rustling leaves, Zhao Wu stood tall, with a solid, broad and majestic chest, and a dignified demeanor, just like a god.

In this solemn atmosphere, he remained extremely elegant, handsome, unrestrained, leisurely and composed, with a faint smile on his face and a bit of cynicism.

His hands were beautiful, with long fingers and distinct joints, as if they were carved from white jade.

Such a pair of hands is enough to make any woman envious and fall in love with them, and enough to make anyone unwilling to hurt them in the slightest.

But at this moment.

Two flawless, slender jade fingers clamped the sword that even the sword master Yan Nantian was moved and frightened.

Fifteen deadly swords.

This is no longer a human sword.

It is the sword of death and destruction.

However, such a sword was actually caught by two fingers that were so perfect that one would be afraid that it would melt if held in the mouth.

Unbelievable.

Unimaginable.

“Amazing!”

Diao Chan's beautiful eyes, which were bright enough to make all the beauties in the world lose their luster as if they were blind, now seemed to be shining brightly.

She looked at the graceful figure holding the Bone Poison Sword between two fingers, her eyes filled with deep admiration, as well as endless tenderness.

Her two long, slender, round and powerful legs were involuntarily clamped together.

The same is true for Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Han Ji and others.

Even the little girl Wang Zhaojun, with her big watery eyes, was full of admiration: "Big brother, you are so awesome!"

“Boohoo!!”

The little fox Qianqian, who was held in her arms, raised her two furry front paws and made a whimpering sound from her mouth, as if cheering for Zhao Wu.

In the tavern, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with unspeakable horror.

He looked at Zhao Wu's two fingers.

He looked down at his two fingers again.

Not as slender as the other.

Not perfect as the other.

Not as powerful as the other party.

I don't even have the speed and skills of the other party.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were dim.

The most famous feature of his appearance is his two mustaches, which look like two eyebrows, so he is known as Lu Xiaofeng with Four Eyebrows in the martial arts world.

He is most famous for his drunkenness, lust and meddling in other people's affairs. For example, he cannot sleep without a woman at night, which is known to everyone.

His most famous martial arts skill is [Telepathic Finger], which refers to two fingers of Lu Xiaofeng.

Master Kugua, a famous Shaolin master, has always been arrogant, but he also looks at Lu Xiaofeng differently because he always thinks that Lu Xiaofeng's two-finger pinching skill is a unique skill that has never been seen before and will never be surpassed.

Even the arrogant Ximen Chuxue sometimes wanted to exchange his two fingers for his own.

This telepathic finger movement is also a unique skill that Lu Xiaofeng is proud of.

His two fingers can freely clamp any weapon used by the enemy to attack him, including swords, knives, darts, hidden weapons, etc.

Everyone feels that his fingers are connected to his heart, so they call it "Telepathic Finger".

The ability of Lingxi Yizhi is that you can still defend even in unfavorable and undefendable situations.

Lingxi's finger is not only powerful in the martial arts world, but also very popular among women.

Lu Xiaofeng travels around everywhere and captures the hearts of countless women.

Telepathic communication.

The contribution is indispensable.

But today.

Lu Xiaofeng was devastated.

His telepathic finger was under Zhao Wu's finger.

Total defeat.

Whether it is against an enemy or a woman, a single move from him is a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Could this be the strength of the number one on the romantic list?"

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his mustache with his thumb, his mind full of thoughts.

Under the rustling leaves, Yan Shisan came back to his senses from the shock.

He didn't expect Zhao Wu's strength to be so powerful.

How terrifying could the God of War be? Could he really be a god? But compared to being shocked, he was more confused.

Yan Shisan asked: "Why save me?"

Zhao Wu said: "If you want to save him, save him!"

Yan Shisan said: "What's the point of saving a person who wants to die? Won't he die in the end?"

Zhao Wudao: "Do you really want to die?"

Yan Shisan said: "When you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice. What if you don't want to die? You have to do something!"

Zhao Wu pointed at Jingwei and asked, "Do you know her name?"

Yan Shisan said: "Jingwei!"

Zhao Wu said: "Why is it called Jingwei?"

Yan Shisan said: "Because of the sword."

Zhao Wu said: "Luowang Killer is named after the sword. He is a sword slave. He is a slave of the sword. He can die, but he cannot lose the sword!"

Yan Shisan said: "Oh."

Zhao Wu said: "She is still called Jingwei, but she is no longer a slave to the sword."

Yan Shisan said: "Oh."

His eyes lit up.

Zhao Wu said: "No matter how strong a sword is, it has its limits, but humans have no limits. If the heart is unlimited, then the power is unlimited."

Yan Shisan: "My life is yours."

After saying that, Yan Shisan sheathed his sword, turned around and left, without taking a single cloud with him.

"What are they talking about?"

"I can understand every word, but when they are put together I have no idea what they mean. I don't know what they mean, but I feel it's amazing!"

"I still don't understand why Yan Shisan wanted to commit suicide?"

Looking at Yan Shisan's departing back, the martial artists in the tavern were still puzzled.

They looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "Master Lu, do you know why Yan Shisan suddenly committed suicide at the peak moment of victory?"

As famous as Lu Xiaofeng's lust is his wisdom.

Everyone turned their eyes to Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said thoughtfully, "I don't know why Yan Shisan committed suicide, but it should be related to his inability to control the Fifteen Deadly Swords!"

Hearing this, everyone speculated: "Could it be that Yan Shisan was unable to control the Fifteen Deadly Swords, so he was backfired at the critical moment?"

"Nine out of ten!"

"Otherwise, Yan Shisan would have no reason to commit suicide at all!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Jiang Feng looked at Yan Nantian and asked:

"Brother, what do you think?"

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"Yan Shisan was indeed unable to control the Fifteen Deadly Swords, but even if he couldn't control it, this one sword should have killed Jing Wei. I don't know why he committed suicide."

"Perhaps he didn't want to kill Jingwei, so he could only end this sword attack by committing suicide."

"Because he couldn't control the sword, he could only commit suicide."

"Master Yan is too kind and righteous. Yan Shisan is a killer. How could he commit suicide just to avoid killing Jing Wei?"

"If it's Hero Yan, it's almost the same!"

In fact, Yan Nantian’s explanation was close to the truth, but the warriors around him simply did not believe that Yan Shisan would choose to commit suicide for Jingwei’s life.

In their opinion, it was most likely that Yan Shisan was unable to control the Fifteen Deadly Swords and was attacked by the swords.

Yan Nantian listened to everyone's rebuttals and flattery, but didn't care.

He was just stating his opinion.

What does it matter whether they believe it or not? He came to the White Dragon Chariot, bowed to Zhao Wu who had already returned, and said: "King Wu's contribution is comparable to that of nature. Listening to your words just now is better than reading ten years of books. Thank you for your guidance, King Wu."

Wow...

Wow...

There was an uproar in the tavern. No one expected that the conversation between Zhao Wu and Yan Shisan just now could actually benefit Yan Nantian so much.

Could it be that King Wu’s sword skills are so powerful?

But if King Wu has such a terrifying swordsmanship, why is he not on the Sword God List? "Perhaps King Wu is not a true swordsman. The words he just said may have been heard from the God of War!"

“Although King Wu is not on the Sword God List, his martial arts are indeed terrifying, far surpassing Yan Shisan who is ranked 19th on the Sword God List, Yan Nantian who is ranked 14th on the Sword God List, and even Jing Wei who is ranked 5th on the Sword God List!”

"If there is a list of the gods, King Wu will definitely be at the top of the list!"

"Who said it wasn't? That finger move just now was so powerful that it gave me goosebumps all over the floor, and I was shaking all over. It was hard to breathe!"

"The charm of that finger went straight into people's hearts, awakening their minds and making their souls tremble. It will be unforgettable forever!"

…

Ignoring the exclamations around him, Zhao Wu looked at Yan Nantian and said, "Master Yan, you are too polite. Meeting is fate. If you two don't mind, how about coming up and having a chat?"

"Thank you, King Wu."

Yan Nantian did not hesitate and took Jiang Feng forward.

Just at this moment.

Lu Xiaofeng ran over from behind and said with a smile: "I can smell the aroma of King Wu's wine from a long distance away. I, Lu Xiaofeng, love wine all my life. I wonder if I can ask King Wu for a glass of wine?"

“It is such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!”

Zhao Wu smiled faintly and said, "Why not?"

"King Wu is straightforward! I, Lu Xiaofeng, have made you my friend!"

With a smile on his face, Lu Xiaofeng followed Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng onto the White Dragon Chariot.

As soon as you enter the White Dragon Chariot, the inside suddenly becomes clear, as if you have entered another world.

Lu Xiaofeng looked around the hall curiously, and exclaimed: "This carriage has its own space inside, it's really a treasure!"

"Please take a seat!"

Zhao Wu was still sitting on the bed, waving his hand.

Three tables had been set up in front, filled with fruits and fine wine.

"Thank you, King Wu!"

Lu Xiaofeng, Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng sat down separately.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't hesitate to pick up the wine jug and fill a glass with wine. The rich aroma of the wine filled the air, refreshing the heart and making people feel intoxicated.

“It’s really good wine.”

Lu Xiaofeng sniffed hard and said intoxicatedly: "I, Lu Xiaofeng, have drunk all kinds of fine wines, but none of them can compare to the wine of King Wu!"

"Master Lu is right. This wine is not from this mortal world."

Yan Nantian was also a wine lover. He smelled the aroma of wine and felt his stomach stirring. He poured himself a glass and asked:

"What is the name of this wine?"

"This wine is called Xiantao Niang, and it is brewed with spiritual peaches and other spiritual objects. It is so delicious that it will make you drunk after just one glass!"

Zhao Wu raised the glass of wine that Diao Chan had filled in front of him and said:

"Meeting is fate, I toast to everyone."

"You are too polite, King Wu!"

Everyone drank it up in one gulp, and a refreshing air rushed straight to the top of their heads. Every cell in the body seemed to come alive, and the whole person felt indescribably refreshed.

Very enjoyable.

Just like those three seconds.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

"It's really a magical wine!"

The two drunkards, Yan Nantian and Lu Xiaofeng, trembled all over, their eyes full of excitement.

It was the first time for them to drink such fine wine.

After all, this is what you get from signing in to the system.

Although not the most precious.

But in this world, it is also a rare and top-quality product.

Given Yan Nantian and Lu Xiaofeng's status, it would be difficult for them to drink wine as good as the one brewed from Xiantao.

Bang.

After Jiang Feng finished a glass, his cheeks flushed, his body trembled, and he swayed, then fell on the table.

(End of this chapter)