Cai Xun glanced at Cai Jin who was protruding his head at the gate of the yard. Cai Jin was his grandson. He had always loved him very much, so he smiled and said, "Is it related to Jin'er?"

"It's something to do with him."

Cai Mao turned around and waved his hand. Cai Jin hurried into the yard, knelt down and kowtowed three times, "Suncle Cai Jin, kowtow to grandfather."

Cai Xun smiled, "Did you have caused some big trouble? Your uncle came to me and complained to you."

"The grandson did not cause trouble because the second young master Cong asked me to do something for him. The grandson felt that the matter was important and did not dare to agree without authorization."

Cai Jin also reported the matter of Xuanlin Sword to his grandfather one by one. Cai Xun frowned and asked Cai Mao a little dissatisfiedly, "Do you want to ask me this little thing?"

Cai Mao hurriedly said, "Because my nephew always thinks that Liu Jing is extraordinary, he has a very good relationship with Liu Bei, and Jing Sheng gave him the Xuanlin Sword, which has a profound meaning. In a few years, Liu Jing will become an adult and be valued by Jing Sheng. I am very worried that Liu Bei will penetrate into Jingzhou through him, and even become the lord of Jingzhou, so..."

The following words were not continued, but the meaning was very clear. Cai Mao wanted to take this opportunity to eradicate Liu Jing's potential threat and nihilate the threat in its infancy.

Cai Xun slowly loosened the land with a small hoe and crushed the lumps of soil. After a long time, he slowly said: "After all, he is Liu Jingsheng's nephew, don't be too much."

.........

In Liu Jing's yard, Uncle Meng sat on a small stool by the well. While washing dishes, he looked helplessly at Liu Hu who was screaming in excitement in the yard. This big fool jumped into the yard like a frog, yelling to find the young master to compete in swords.

After all, he is also my brother. I exchanged a few greetings and greetings to my brother. It would not be too late to talk about sword comparison. Even if I can’t exchange greetings or greetings, at least I have to let the young master know who you are, and there is no one. I have to repeat it over and over again. I have to compare sword comparison. If I didn’t know him, I would think this was a robber’s entry into the house.

However, the young master seemed very willing to compete with this stupid man. The two of them did not say a word of love between brothers and then started.

Liu Hu used a dull sword, which was at least five feet long and weighed twenty kilograms. Even though it was a dull sword, it would still be a fatal death if it hit a person's head.

"Good sword technique, eat another tiger's sword"

Liu Hu's voice was hoarse and extremely excited. No one had competed with him like this for a long time. He seemed to have endless energy to use his big iron sword in his hand and chopped towards Liu Jing.

For Liu Jing, this is simply a sparring opponent sent by God. He needs such a powerful sword, which can just test the effect of Luo Feng's martial arts.

Liu Hu's big iron sword was like a stormy wave, dancing without any wind and rain, and his swordsmanship was indeed good, while Liu Jing was like a small boat in a stormy wave. No matter how the big waves rage, he was floating on the sea without sinking.

He also slashed out with one sword, like a knife and a sword, using various exquisite powers to resolve Liu Hu's offensive. He accidentally swung his sword, but it was so fast that Liu Hu was in a hurry.

After fighting for a full hour, Liu Hu was finally exhausted. He threw the sword, stretched his legs, and Ji sat on the ground and gasped, "I won't beat you anymore, I won't beat you anymore, I'm so fucking happy."

Liu Jing was really tired too. He put his sword back into the sheath, sat beside Liu Hu and said with a smile: "Brother Hu is amazing, I lost this competition."

Although Liu Hu was called a martial arts fanatic, he understood many things in his heart. He praised him with a thumbs up: "You won. I don't know how many hundred chances you can kill me. You are merciless and not like that Cai Duzi."

At this moment, a family member appeared at the gate of the courtyard and bowed to report: "Young Master Jing, someone is looking for him outside the gate of the mansion."

...........

On the steps outside the Liu Mansion, two tall and thin boys were waiting for. Both of them were serious expressions, one of them held a black bamboo slip in his hand. These two were brothers from the Cai family, one was Cai Hong and the other was Cai Yuan, and they came to issue a letter of war to Liu Jing at the order of Cai Jin.

The Han Dynasty had a long history of sword comparison. Among the bricks and stones of Han tomb portraits, martial arts competition is one of the important themes in the portraits, and there are also the most pictures of sword comparison.

Whether it is the scholars or the common people or the warriors, they all use martial arts competitions to see the best. Gentlemen also like to compete in martial arts and swords. The Han Dynasty invited people to compete in swords. They can be formal or informal, like a few friends gathering together, where they come, they draw their swords and fight with each other. This is an informal way of entertainment.

But there are also famous people who want to compete with each other by competing swords. This requires formal invitation, a date, a fair person, and a two-way fight to determine their reputation.

You can also fight slowly, delay for a year or two, and wait for the swordsmanship to be pure before fighting. If you wait for a gentleman, you can wait for ten years. It doesn’t matter if you wait for a slow battle, but you must keep your promise.

You can even avoid battles, that is, you can directly admit defeat. However, this method is not adopted by ordinary people. If you lose by the sword, you lose by skills, but you don’t lose by others. If you admit defeat directly, you will lose by others.

Today, Cai Jin is officially invited to fight. The black bamboo slips held by Cai Hong are the swords. At this time, Liu Jing and Liu Hu walked out of the mansion quickly, and Cai Hong stepped forward and bowed, "But Young Master Jing"

Liu Jing didn't know what happened, so he nodded, "I'm"

Cai Hong presented the sword to the battlefield and said loudly: "Cai Jin, Xiangyang, heard that the swordsman is very skilled in his sword skills and is willing to make friends with his sword. The next day, the sword platform in the north of the city will be tested. Cai Jin is waiting for the grand ceremony of his son."

Liu Jing was stunned. He had just heard Liu Hu mention the name Cai Jin, how could he inexplicably invite him to compete in martial arts.

Liu Hu next to him had a pale face, and quickly pulled Liu Jing aside, whispering: "This Cai Jin is Cai Mao's nephew, Wen Pin's disciple, and is cruel and ruthless. Among the young generation, no one is his opponent. You can slow down and push it until two or three years later."

Liu Jing heard that he was a disciple of Wenpin, and suddenly became interested in his heart and smiled and said, "What if I want to fight?"

Liu Hu looked at Liu Jing. Seeing that he was not a joke, he had to smile bitterly, "If you want to fight, just take on Zhan Jian."

Liu Jing walked up to take over Zhan Jian and smiled slightly, "Please tell Mr. Cai that I am willing to make friends with him with swords."

Cai Hong was overjoyed, "Then let's make a decision. The next day, the sword test platform in the north of the city will be tested."

"One word is determined"

...........

The next morning, Liu Jing came to the East Army Camp again. The soldiers guarding the camp knew him and smiled and said, "Is Mr. Jing here to find General Zhao?"

"Is it General Zhao or not?"

"Please wait for me, please"

The soldiers rushed into the camp to report. Soon, Zhao Yun quickly came out and smiled from a distance: "I was thinking that you should come to me, but it was indeed here."

Liu Jing was stunned, "Brother knows I'm coming."

Zhao Yun nodded and said with a smile: "The story of you and Cai Mao's nephew's sword competition has spread all over the city, how could I not know?"

Liu Jing scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I don't know anything, but I don't know the enemy. I really have no idea. I want to come here to grind my gun again."

Zhao Yun laughed loudly and walked into the camp with his shoulders in his arms.

"Is my brother injured?"

Zhao Yun shook his arm and smiled and said, "I've completely recovered, and there is no impact at all."

Liu Jing let go of his heart, and he was afraid that the arrow injury would affect Zhao Yun's martial arts. If it had no effect, that would be the best result.

The two of them came to the training ground, and Zhao Yun picked up a knife and threw it to Liu Jing, "Let's go again."

"But... I made an appointment with the other party to compete in swords."

Zhao Yun shook his head and said with a solemn expression: "Don't stick to weapons, a knife is a sword, a sword is a knife, use it as you wish."

Liu Jing understood this sentence a little. The essence of Zhao Yun's martial arts lies not in weapons, but in strength. He slowly raised his sword and stared at Zhao Yun, and his strength was accumulated but he did not exert it.

Seeing that Liu Jing had completely lost the murderous aura of the wild leopard last time and became indifferent, Zhao Yun couldn't help but secretly admired in his heart that his brother was such a genius, and he could restrain his murderous aura in just one month.

He praised him very much, but unfortunately the lord did not allow himself to accept disciples, otherwise he would have satisfied with such disciples.

"bring it on"

Zhao Yun shouted in a low voice, and Liu Jing suddenly broke out, killing him like lightning. His whole body was moved to the blade, and he slashed him with a knife, and a strong wind blew out.

Even Zhao Yun felt the cold stab at the blade attacking his face. It was difficult to catch the knife. He shouted secretly, and took a step back. The knife slashed up. With a click, a forceful push came. Liu Jingteng took two steps back and stabilized, but the knife did not escape.

“Good, great progress”

Zhao Yun slashed with another sword, exactly the same move as last time, but this time, in Liu Jing's eyes, Zhao Yun's sword seemed to slow down. He had clearly seen the acceleration of Zhao Yun's sword force, and his sword also accelerated. Another harsh sound, two swords attacked each other, and he actually held Zhao Yun and killed him.

Zhao Yun's eyes also showed a look of astonishment. It was impossible. It was only a month ago, how could he do it.

The thought in his mind flashed, and Zhao Yun shouted loudly, "Fly" turned into a slash, with one arm strong, and the huge force made Liu Jing's knife fly away. Zhao Yun swept over and kicked him more than a foot away.

Liu Jing slowly sat up, his heart full of depression. Zhao Yun slowly walked to him and squatted down, and smiled and said, "Do you think it's too far?"

Liu Jing nodded silently. He practiced hard for a month and felt that he had mastered the essence of swordsmanship. He was very confident. He didn't expect that he would still be defeated so badly. He sighed deeply.

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Your swordsmanship is progressing rapidly, even I feel incredible. In fact, you can withstand me for five rounds."

"But in fact, I only blocked you for one round." Liu Jing smiled bitterly.

“What’s the reason”

Zhao Yun stared into Liu Jing's eyes and said, "You can obviously compete with me for five rounds, but why did you lose after only one round? What's the reason?"

Liu Jing thought for a while, "I think it's because of the power, my strength is too weak."

"That's right. Your sword only has thirty kilograms of power, but I have 120 kilograms of power, which is four times less. How can you resist it?"

"Then Is there any way I can improve my strength?" Liu Jing looked at Zhao Yun with anticipation.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, "Let's talk about this later. Now we have to deal with tomorrow's sword competition. I don't want you to be defeated by Wen Pin's apprentice."

He patted Liu Jing on the back and shouted loudly: "Get up."

Liu Jing jumped up, raised his knife in his hand, stared at Zhao Yun with a sharp look, shouted loudly, and slashed with a sharp knife.
Chapter completed!