Shui Qianshan was defeated, and the head of the family was defeated.
The swordsman who thought he was second only to the level of the water and commanded the family with prestige and power lost without any luck. Shuiping never thought that he would fail, but what does failure mean
It not only means the shame of the swordsman, but also the rise and fall of the family.
Shui Ping was stunned on the spot, feeling blank, and this blank lasted for a long time. Until the noise sounded.
"Okay." I don't know who called out first, and then there were voices one after another.
"What a Wanshan swordsman, Wanshan swordsmanship. Thousand waves, ten thousand mountains. As long as the moves reach the thousand waves, they have already defeated Shui Qianshan."
"The so-called Patriarch of the Shui family who is second only to Shuiping is just mediocre. If Shuiping is reborn, it may be a different scene."
"Haha. The Shui family lost the first match."
Exclamations, laughter, and sarcasm sounded like thunder, and Shuiping's face turned white again and again until it was as pale as paper.
"Wow!" Shui Qianshan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body shook. It wasn't until he was stationed with a sword that he stabilized his figure. In an instant, he seemed to be ten years older, walking like a baby learning to walk, and staggered down the ring.
The Shui family was completely silent, and even Quan Feixia, who was as close to Shui Qianshan as she was, changed her expression slightly, holding the armrest of the chair with both hands, almost crushing the armrest.
The people of the Shui family were also panicked and heartbroken. Several young people immediately stepped forward and helped Shui Qianshan to walk down.
Even Chen Guhong looked at Shui Qianshan's appearance with some pity. What a majestic patriarch and domineering man this was, but now he is worse than the shaggy Phoenix.
So it's better not to think too much of yourself, just think of yourself as a pheasant or a yellow bird, don't think of yourself as a phoenix, then there will be nothing wrong.
After Shui Qianshan was laid down by several young people. He leaned on the armrest like an old man before sitting down. He looked at Quan Feixia, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Sister-in-law, I have lost. The burden of this family's rise and fall rests on your shoulders."
Quan Feixia also felt sorry for him, and was a little bit at a loss about the future. Even if I win, the next Wan Zhenglong may not be able to win. Quan Feixia was at a loss in her heart, but she also comforted her face: "Don't worry, this Dongyang is the root of the Shui family, I will not let the Shui family go overseas."
"En." Shui Qianshan replied weakly.
Under the interference of external forces, the two people who are in a state of inexorability show some signs of relaxation.
This Shui Qianshan failed. Quan Feixia was not sure. But she couldn't help herself without a fight. After comforting Shui Qianshan, Quan Feixia grabbed the sword next to her and got up to fight.
"Mother." Shui Jianhan's worry was palpable, his hands clasped tightly, his fingers turning white. Chen Guhong patted her little hand after seeing it, and said with a smile, "It's okay."
"En." Shui Jianhan nodded in response, but the worry on his face did not melt away.
Everyone in the Shui family also looked at Quan Feixia's figure nervously, hoping that Mrs. Feixia could win back for them. There was one more nervous. I saw Wan Zhenglong clasping his hands together, thinking brokenly: "But I must win, otherwise I will not even have the chance to play."
But it is two wins in three games, if the first two games are lost. Naturally, there is no need to compare the third game. His ambition to become famous was in vain.
Chen Guhong was also not optimistic about Quan Feixia, so he squeezed the Kunwu sword in his hand and planned to go out. He doesn't care about winning two out of three games, the purpose is just to protect his sister-in-law. Just a niece.
In this tense atmosphere, an unexpected voice sounded.
"I abstain." The voice was lazy, like a cat basking in the sun. The presence of this noisy voice. With these words, he calmed down, and a needle could be heard on the scene.
Countless pairs of eyes shot at the owner of the voice, full of doubts. One must know that the presence is either at peace with Shui, or has enmity with the Shui family. In these days of fighting, people from all major forces have lost their halberds, and their hatred is as deep as the sea.
But if the Shui family can be driven overseas and never return to the Central Plains, that would be a great joy. And this Marquis, in terms of hatred, should be as deep as water.
Because his concubine was killed by Shui Ping.
But this Lord Hou actually abstained
Chen Guhong was also a little surprised and raised his head to look. The legendary Marquis of Nanzhong was very fair and clean, with first-class appearance, medium height, slender figure, and very suave temperament.
Wearing a Hou suit and a Hou crown on his head, there are beautiful maids and tall guards beside him, full of style.
At this moment, this great master is sitting lazily, with one foot on the ground and the other on the chair, which is completely indecent. Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, he just hooked his little finger, picked his nostrils, and glanced at everyone, as if to say something.
"It's none of your business."
The lethality of that gaze was too strong, and people from all major forces couldn't help but get angry, but they also dared to be angry and dare not speak out because of Nanzhong Hou's powerful military force and the title of Hou appointed by the imperial court.
"Since this guy has abstained, then the only thing left to do is to look at Qiu Feihua. However, it is expected that Qiu Feihua is the existence with the highest reputation and the strongest strength among the three masters, and he will not lose to this little-known Wan Wan Zhenglong's."
With this thought together, the people of all major forces are relieved. But the people of the Shui family were greatly shocked, and then almost cheered. The Patriarch's failure made their expectations for Quan Feixia's victory drop to a freezing point. Now that the enemy has inexplicably abstained, this is really a profit.
Quan Feixia glanced at Yan Chunqiu suspiciously, really puzzled. But no matter what, she escaped a catastrophe, Quan Feixia breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Wan Zhenglong.
As for this guy, Quan Feixia, she wanted to kill him a hundred times, and she didn't plan to count on him at first. But now with one victory and one defeat, all the treasures are on him.
Without thinking, Quan Feixia clasped her hands and said earnestly: "Brother Wan, the future of everyone in our Shui family rests on the shoulders of my brother."
Wan Zhenglong was already trembling all over at this moment, his eyes glowed with fighting spirit. Wen Yan sneered and said: "Who cares about your Shui family's life and death, I only care about whether I can become famous or not."
After hearing this, Quan Feixia's expression changed, she wished to cut this guy into pieces, but she held back. Chen Guhong couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect that in the end, it was really his turn to talk. Judging from his sword skills that day, this battle may not be a failure. It seems that I still don't have to play."
Chen Guhong put down the Kunwu Sword again, but he was also somewhat doubtful.
The posture and words of Yan Chunqiu, Marquis of Nanzhong, seemed to be very capricious, even if he made any absurd actions, it seemed that he didn't need to worry too much.
But Chen Guhong instinctively sensed that something was wrong.