King of Assassins

Chapter 91: Sword dance

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Momentum is something very subtle.

Everyone at the banquet believed that Wei Yue was going to be unlucky, and their subtle mental state would in turn affect Wei Yue.

Wei Yue also sighed in his heart, it was true that no banquet was good.

Before they could even take a bite of the meal, Baiyun City had completely taken the initiative, suppressing her and Wei Ming to the point where they could hardly breathe.

The key point is that Baiyun City is indeed more powerful, and this cannot be offset or cracked by verbal skills.

Although Wei Yue had the means, he had no good way to deal with the powerful level 10 swordsman.

The best way to break the impasse is to challenge directly, using sharpness to counter sharpness and strength to counter hardness.

Unfortunately, Baiyun City was cunning and made it clear beforehand that they would only talk about romance.

Although this was just a rule he set unilaterally, everyone had just acquiesced to it. If he went back on his word now, it would seem like he had no generosity and he would still lose the game.

Baiyuncheng also stopped talking and did not mention Wei Ming's matter again.

After three glasses of wine, Bai Yuncheng began to reminisce with the acquaintances present.

The tense atmosphere of the banquet quickly relaxed.

Wei Yue said to Wei Ming: "I underestimated this guy's methods."

Wei Ming sighed and said, "It feels bad. It would be better to just draw the sword and chop it."

Xu Yin, who was standing by, asked curiously, "Uncle Ming, you are really an ice swordsman. I didn't know that."

"There's a lot you don't know."

Wei Ming pointed at Xu Yin's hot fruit tea in an unpleasant tone and said, "Drink your tea."

Xu Yin sensed something was wrong and looked down, only to find that the hot fruit tea had frozen into a lump of ice.

"Uncle Ming, you're amazing!"

Xu Yin picked up the teacup and looked at it, and was greatly impressed by Wei Ming.

The external release of source power is an extremely high-end skill. It can instantly freeze hot tea into ice. This source power skill is very terrifying.

No, it should be called Ice Sword Qi.

"It's just a child's trick."

Wei Ming said in a low voice, "The Black Dragon Society is indeed very powerful. They actually found out my identity."

He didn't believe that Baiyuncheng would recognize his identity at a glance. The two of them were strangers, and even if they thought he was wrong, they couldn't call out his name.

Wei Yue used his spiritual power to communicate with Wei Ming: "Don't worry too much. Blood Shadow is very reliable. You probably won't be needed."

Wei Ming suddenly smiled: "I hope he won't come here again in a law enforcement flying ship. I don't want to be killed by a ship's gun."

"I don't think Bloodshadow is that stupid."

Wei Yue said: "In comparison, the arrogant and self-confident Baiyun City should be easier to kill."

"I hope he does it quickly. In two days I will be forced to play."

Wei Ming couldn't help but sigh, "By then, you will most likely lose a cousin, a staunch supporter, and a laboratory director..."

"Don't be so depressed."

Wei Yue consoled him, "Even if you come on stage, you can still win. You are the Ice Swordsman."

Wei Ming sighed again: "I feel like I'm melting."

The two communicated through spiritual power. Xu Yin, who was so close to them, had no idea what they were saying, or even that they were communicating secretly.

The content of the conversation can be hidden from others, but the subtle expressions on the face cannot be hidden.

Fang Zheng on the opposite side saw it clearly, and he said to Jiang Yuan: "Wei Ming has been in hiding for ten years, and his fighting spirit has been lost. He cannot win this battle."

The swordsman's aura can be hidden, but despite the pressure from Baiyun City, Wei Ming's reaction remains calm, which is not right.

Unless Wei Ming can crush Baiyun City, he will be qualified to remain calm.

In fact, when the Ice Swordsman was at his most famous, he was only a first-rate swordsman in Dongzhou, far from being at the top level.

Wei Ming is one level inferior to Baiyun City.

The gap is tiny, but it exists.

Fang Zheng, as a swordsmith, had a sharp eye. Just by looking at Wei Ming's expression, he knew that the other party was in a bad situation.

Kendo is like rowing against the current, if you don’t move forward, you will move backward.

A true top swordsman must keep fighting to stay at his peak.

Only those who are strong enough at the gold level can break free from this limitation.

Jiang Yuan has a good eye for swordsmanship. He sighed softly, "I hope Wei Ming can win."

He paused and added: "Wei Yue is a reasonable person. The Black Dragon Society is unreasonable."

Fang Zheng shook his head. Their wishes were irrelevant in such a major matter.

It is difficult for anyone, including everyone else present, to influence a duel of this level.

Xu Shan, Xu An, Jiang Haoran, those who have close ties with the Wei family, are also paying attention to Wei Yue and Wei Ming.

Although they did not have as sharp a vision as Fang Zheng, they could see that Baiyun City was completely in the upper hand and Wei Ming was suppressed without making a sound.

The outcome of the match is very clear.

Xu Shan and Xu An also discussed in a low voice, "Is Wei Ming not able to see it?"

"I think Wei Ming is in trouble too."

Xu Shan said in a deep voice: "When I go back tomorrow, I will sell some of Yuanlong's shares first."

Xu An was surprised: "Wei Yue has lost power, so we should get more stocks."

The Skywalker gene medicine has great potential. Once it is successfully launched on the market, Yuanlong's stock will definitely explode.

Xu Shan said calmly: "When Wei Ming loses, Yuanlong's stock price will definitely plummet. We will buy it back then."

By selling and buying, you can make a lot of money.

Xu An also came to his senses: "This is a good operation."

He thought about it and said with some worry: "Doesn't Wei Yue have another killer move?"

"The Black Dragon Society is not stupid, and Baiyun City is even less stupid. They must have made some preparations."

Xu Shan sneered and said, "Assassination is something you can only do once, not again. It is a method that cannot be put on the table."

As the deputy director of the response department, Xu Shan received a severe punishment for the murder of An Shirong. Although he was not demoted, his future was ruined.

He was full of resentment towards Wei Yue, and seeing that Wei Yue was in a bad situation, he couldn't help but gloat over his misfortune.

Xu Shan also knew that they and Wei Yue were allies. If Wei Yue could survive this, it would be in the best interests of their Xu family. But he really couldn't suppress the resentment in his heart.

Xu An agreed with this. He broke his son's leg and was quite resentful towards Wei Yue.

The two brothers of the Xu family were whispering. Although Jiang Haoran couldn't hear the specific content, he had a rough guess.

Jiang Haoran's expression was also somewhat solemn. He and Wei Yue had a very good personal relationship, and their two families were allies, so of course he hoped that Wei Yue could win.

But in the current situation, Wei Yue's situation is obviously very bad.

Bai Yutang, who was sitting next to Jiang Haoran, said softly, "Sister Yue has already won most of the battle. She can hold on even if she loses the sword fight."

Bai Yutang has a bright and beautiful appearance, skin as white as jade, and her eyebrows and eyes are as gentle as water.

Her tone of voice was also different from that of the people in Mingjing, with an indescribable softness. It was a simple sentence, but it made the listener feel extremely soothing and comfortable.

Jiang Xuejun, who was sitting on the other side of Jiang Haoran, raised her eyebrows slightly. She always felt that Bai Yutang was a vixen who wanted to seduce her father.

However, she had to admit that this woman spoke well and was beautiful in both her conduct and actions.

Moreover, Zhengqitang is a large interstellar chain group with a history of 3,000 years, and its branches are spread all over the alliance.

Even though Bai Yutang is only the general agent of Zhengqitang in Mingjing City, her wealth is not worse than her father's. She may even be more powerful than her father.

Although Jiang Xuejun didn't like Bai Yutang, she couldn't stop her father from dating Bai Yutang.

"Sister Xuejun."

Qingyu Feiniao at the other table saw that Jiang Xuejun didn't look well, so he greeted her out of concern.

Qingyu Feiniao actually had a very ordinary relationship with Jiang Xuejun, but what happened in Xijianzhai during the day changed their relationship.

Although Gao Xuan's Four Sword Saints of Xijianzhai was just a joke, it created a special connection between the four people.

No matter what Gao Xuan thought, at least Qingyu Feiniao and Jiang Xuejun felt that their relationship was different. They had a feeling of secret brotherhood. They were also much closer psychologically.

It was also for this reason that Qingyu Feiniao specially pulled his father to sit next to Jiang Xuejun.

Jiang Xuejun smiled at Qingyu Feiniao and said, "It's a pity that Gao Xuan and Qingchang didn't come. Otherwise, the four sword masters could gather together again."

"Ah… "

Speaking of this, Qingyu Feiniao couldn't help but smile.

When Gao Xuan mentioned the Four Sword Saints, she also felt it was a bit absurd, but she couldn't help but have some expectations in her heart. For this reason, she was very willing to accept Fang Zheng's gift.

This was the first time that Qingyu Feiniao had done something so outrageous. Thinking back on it, he always felt a sense of indulgence.

Qingyu Feiniao said with some regret: "Yes, it's a pity that Gao Jun and Sister Qingshang didn't come. The Lord of Baiyun City is really majestic."

Baiyun City's momentum was fierce and strong, controlling the entire situation. This momentum was actually a subtle expression of sword intent and sword energy.

As a swordsman, Qingyu Feiniao was keenly aware of these subtle changes and had a little more respect for Baiyun City.

A level 10 swordsman is only one level higher than her father, but the difference in momentum is huge. What about a silver-level swordsman

She couldn't even imagine the power of a Gold Level Sword Saint. She also had some doubts whether she could really make it that far.

Qingyu Qianhe was more serious than his daughter. He was only one step away from level ten, but he just couldn't get past this level.

He was extremely envious of the mighty power of Baiyun City.

The people present can be regarded as the top dignitaries in Mingjing City, and each of them is very powerful.

Baiyun City was an outsider, and he didn't have much foundation in the local area. However, he was able to dominate the whole place by himself, relying on his sword skills.

Only when one reaches this level can one be called a swordsman.

As for Wei Ming, he looks too weak.

Qingyu Qianhe doesn't like weakness. He believes that a swordsman must be fierce and must show his edge.

I would rather die with my sword than live in humiliation.

Swordsmanship is prevalent in the alliance, and most people admire the strong.

Wei Ming's performance also disappointed many people, who then thought that Wei Yue was doomed to lose this time.

This emotional shift is very subtle, but very real.

The many meaningful looks made Wei Yue feel uncomfortable.

But leaving now would make me seem even more guilty.

Wei Ming sighed softly: "It's so embarrassing. How about I go up and fight him to the death."

"calm."

Wei Yue was very calm: "You are challenging him now, which is exactly what he wants. Let him be proud of this round today, so what can we do about it."

Before she finished her words, exciting music began to sound in the hall.

Bai Yuncheng, who was sitting in the main seat, said loudly: "How can we have wine without music and dancing? Bai Jing, go and perform sword dance for the guests to liven up the atmosphere."

A young woman standing behind Baiyun City walked quickly to the center of the hall and responded respectfully.

The young woman had an ordinary appearance, wearing a black sword suit and holding a long sword that shone with cold light. She clasped her fists and saluted the people around her and said, "My name is Bai Jing, and I am Master Bai's disciple. I will perform sword dancing for you distinguished guests. My skills are not very good, so I am sorry for my poor performance."

Everyone was stunned. Baiyun City had a full set of Hongmen Banquet. Some people came out to dance with swords. Bai Jing was obviously aiming at Wei Yue.

The question now is, who will play Fan Kuai

(End of this chapter)