Zhang Qiuhong took the Broken Sword and said, "This sword is definitely not a bad product. You should know that the manufacturer of the weapons used by players in Longyuan Competition and the manufacturer of this alloy sword are both in Henan Wang's family."

The Henan Wang family, a century-old signboard, almost monopolized the cold weapons industry in Greater China. Although once a brand becomes famous, its quality may decline, if the high-end alloy sword made by the Henan Wang family actually broke after "lightly" collisions hundreds of times, few people would probably believe it.

"Since this sword is a product of the Wang family, I'm even more puzzled. How could this sword suddenly break?"

"It's not suddenly!" Zhang Qiuhong shook his head and said, "Actually, the sword has begun to break long ago. However, with the penetration of my true energy, the sword body is barely maintained. Once my true energy is released, the wound of the sword will intensify the fracture by tens of thousands of times."

I looked at Zhang Qiuhong with a slight understanding and said, "Master, what is the fundamental reason for the broken sword?"

"It's because you're too accurate, too ruthless, too fierce!" Zhang Qiuhong stared at the broken mouth of the alloy sword and said: "Theoretically, if any metal is broken by powerful external force at a point, it will break after a certain number of times. And this alloy sword has encountered this situation!"

At this time, Wang Chen and others walked closer. Yu Ming asked idiotly: "Master, who is it okay to have a meal and just quit this... And how much force does it take to break the sword?"

The thickest part of the Alloy Sword God is two centimeters. If you really want to use this kind of sword as a small steel bar, it is indeed not a power that ordinary people can possess. However, when I looked at the broken mouth of the broken sword, what came to my mind was the situation where my master set out a sword at me and I hit the alloy sword with my sword.

At that time, because the master's power was straight, the line of the power I hit on the sword in an instant was exactly perpendicular to the master's power. When the alloy sword was swinging, I clearly remember that the alloy sword was bent at that time very large...

"... Every time Fan'er swung my sword, he basically hit the same point. Whether he swung the sword to the left or the right, he hit the same point, that is, the break of the sword." Zhang Qiuhong's point coincided with what I thought.

Wang Chen deserves to be the only one of the three brothers who went to college, so he quickly reacted: "Master, are you saying that the forces from two of you in different directions causing the alloy sword to be beaten up in the battle?"

Zhang Qiuhong said, "Yes, the toughness of this sword is originally good. If the part where Fan'er hits is slightly deviated by a larger margin, the sword will never be cut even if it is hit tens of thousands of times. However, Fan'er's attack is too accurate and its strength is too strong, so this situation will happen."

Although ancient martial arts have declined a lot now, the traditional view that a swordsman, the sword in his hand represents life has not disappeared. Even if there is a little change, it is no exaggeration to say that the sword in his hand represents honor.

Now, it is obvious that I broke the master's sword, which directly challenged the master's self-esteem and honor. I looked at Zhang Qiuhong with a little embarrassment and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I have developed a habit in the game. Next time I will try to keep myself old and find such an attack."

"Haha..." Zhang Qiuhong laughed and said, "Fan'er, your realm is something that many swordsmen dream of reaching. Now that you have reached it, you have to find a way to forget him. If I promote this to the martial arts world, just wait and hear the words of those jealous people!"

Master’s reaction suddenly made me feel relieved. Master is Master, and Master is not an opponent in front of me, so Master is not a swordsman now.

At this time, Yang Qiang asked, "Master, is it considered a win if you break or knock down your opponent's sword in Longyuan Competition?"

Zhang Qiuhong nodded and said, "For sure, but my teacher doesn't want you to win in this way, although this is also a manifestation of strength!"

Wang Chen looked at Zhang Qiuhong in surprise: "Why? Isn't it the most important thing to be able to win?"

"My me, sometimes the goal is not greater than everything!" Zhang Qiuhong said with a serious expression: "In Western competition, it is common to knock down the opponent's weapons. But in the East, in our country, weapons are regarded as life objects of a warrior. Although what you knock down in competition is not his favorite weapon, it also represents the highest honor of a warrior."

Wang Chen groaned: "That's because his skills are not as good as others!"

"Chen'er, your personality needs to be changed, be humble in life!" Zhang Qiuhong shook his head helplessly and said, "If Fan'er will play for Tianmen tomorrow, from the court to the final, and only occasionally interrupt or knock down one or two opponents' weapons, there is nothing to say; if Fan'er keeps playing to the final in this way of victory, what do you think the martial arts world will say about him?"

When Wang Chen sighed inwardly, Liu Yun said: "I think people will definitely say that her husband is arrogant and arrogant, and there must be many weapons interrupted or knocked down. Warriors who have hated her husband with their hearts!"

Zhang Qiuhong nodded and said, "That's right, in the martial arts world, the one who can really convince people is not a top master, but a person who has both martial ethics and martial arts. I wonder if you still remember the dragon's confrontation I mentioned to you?"

We answered in unison: "Of course I remember!"

"Since Long Xiang participated in the Longyuan Competition, he not only included several 'successors of the Dragon', but also never hurt anyone, and was humble and polite to every opponent. It can be said that a large part of the reason why the Long family's reputation over the past decade is that Long Xiang is in full swing, because all the martial arts worlds regard Long as an opponent, as the most respectable and able to improve themselves."

Yu Ling said in surprise: "Master, are you saying that you also made Long a rival?"

Zhang Qiuhong smiled frankly and said, "Yes, Ling'er, it's just that the master is very thin and afraid of losing, so he won't ask Long Xiang to communicate with martial arts, haha..."

Although my master had talked about dragon appearance before, he never showed that he admired dragon appearance so much. I couldn't help but smile with relief when I thought that I once made dragons my target.

Then the master changed his sword and competed with Yu Ming and the girls one by one. It was said that it was a competition, but it was actually a practice move, because each of us knew it well that among the female disciples, 6 Yun, would definitely be selected as the person who participated in the Longyuan Competition with me.

But the result was beyond our expectations. 6 Yun was not selected as a female disciple to participate in Longyuan Competition. Zhang Qiuhong chose Xu Yitian because Xu Yitian's martial arts are much more skillful than 6 Yun.

Although I was confused, I did not question it. After all, 6 Yun's time to practice martial arts is indeed much shorter than Xu Yitian. When Wang Chen and others were pulled to train by Long Bashi, I was left alone by my master.

"Fan'er, Taoist Master Yinping told me something early this morning. I think I should tell you something!" Zhang Qiuhong's expression seemed very serious, and I responded respectfully: "Master, tell me!"

"That's right. As soon as I got up today, I received a message from the Taoist priest. He said that tomorrow is a fierce day that is rare in a thousand years, and there will be a blood disaster in the martial arts realm. And tomorrow is the day of Longyuan Competition. Almost all the backbone forces in the martial arts realm are gathered together. Then this blood disaster will definitely be at this grand event in Longyuan Competition."

I was stunned. Since I met the Dongfang Family, I have basically held a 100-belief in these Qimen things.

At this time, a strange feeling flashed in my heart. I quickly seized the sign of it and asked: "Master, do you know if you asked Taoist Master, can Yuner's death disaster be resolved?"

"This..." Zhang Qiuhong stammered and said, "I haven't asked yet, but even if I asked the Taoist priest, he probably won't say it, and Yun'er..."

"Don't lie to me, Master!" I said in the interrogation: "You have a considerable attainment in the affairs of Qimen. If Master Yinping mentioned it first, you can definitely calculate Yuner's state of reincarnation, then..."

"Fan'er!" Master's shout was like a morning bell and evening drum, and he woke me up: "It is not as easy for mortals to peek at the secrets of heaven as you imagined. Even if Dongfang Linhao is alive, he will gather the power of Master and Master Yinping Taoist Master and others, it is impossible for him to really reach the state of a predestined person!"

I was shocked and said, "What do you mean is that Yun'er's reincarnation and death disaster has not been resolved?"

"Which sentence does I mean this? Let me tell you if you understand it! Since Master Yinping and Abbot Leran awakened the death disaster of the reincarnation, how to calculate the death disaster of Yun'er was vague, so I don't know if the death disaster of the reincarnation was resolved. However, I calculated it once for the day Yun'er recovered from illness. Although I could not get the exact answer, the hexagram has already shown that Yun'er's destiny is moving towards a good method. I think it should be a foreshadowing of the death disaster of the reincarnation, right?"
Chapter completed!