Chapter 1107: Killing Is a Crime, Cutting Down Trees Is Justified

"Master Jiang, Master Jiang!" Qiao Lin hurriedly transmitted his voice: "Look at the stands on the right, there is a peerless beauty! Believe me, although her face is covered, she is definitely a great beauty!"

Do you know that your transmission is as clear as a drum in the ears of the real person, and there is no secret at all?

Jiang Wang righteously refuted: "What are you looking at, go watch your martial arts competition!"

Qiao Lin shut his mouth aggrieved.

This Master Jiang is too fickle!

Last time, the Princess of Muguo, didn't you blame me for not telling you? This time I told you, and you became serious again!

Jiang Wang stared at the stands with a serious face, and his attitude was very correct.

He is a person who listens to advice.

He will not be humble because he had no one to rely on earlier, and he will not be arrogant because he has the support of the world's powerful countries now.

Lingxiao Pavilion has always protected Jiang Anan, so that he has no worries, can travel around the world, and quickly improve his strength. He is only grateful in his heart.

The great Master Ye "advised" him to protect his sister and not let the king and ministers of Zhuang State find out, so he naturally had to listen.

In fact, after thinking about it for a while, he felt that he was a little rash.

Not to mention that the Yellow River Conference has not yet ended, and it is still unknown what rank he can get in the end.

Even if he really won the championship and became famous all over the world, he decided to take his sister to Qi State, and there was no need to worry about Zhuang Gaoxian.

But given his inevitable hostile relationship with Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui, Lingxiao Pavilion openly protected him, wouldn't Zhuang State be hostile to Yun State?

Even if Lingxiao Pavilion was not afraid, how could he feel at ease and cause trouble for Lingxiao Pavilion?

So keeping a distance from Ye Qingyu in public was the right choice.

Thinking about it carefully, it was the first time he went to Yuncheng, when he appeared in front of people with An An, and Ye Qingyu broke through the "sky curtain" to greet him. But at that time he had white hair, which was completely different from today.

After that, when he went to Yun State to play with An An, he always covered his appearance.

In Qi, he didn't tell anyone about An An except Chong Xuansheng, and kept the news of his sister well protected. Even Xiang Qian didn't tell him until he left Qi...

No.

Jiang Wang suddenly thought that he was blocked by Du Ruhui near the Qichang Mountains at that time, and it was Ye Lingxiao who escaped.

In other words, as long as he saw him again today, Du Ruhui would definitely be able to guess that he had some kind of relationship with Lingxiao Pavilion. So can Du Ruhui still hide the fact that his sister was in Lingxiao Pavilion?

How shrewd this man is, how could he neglect this?

From this point of view, Master Ye's words "protect your sister from being discovered by the king and ministers of Zhuang State" don't seem to be tenable.

But since Master Ye said so, he must have his reasons, right?

Maybe there are other things I don't know, maybe my level is too low, and I am not enough to understand the will of the master...

Jiang Wang thought silently, but he did not look at Ye Lingxiao and his daughter again.

On the other side of the stand, Master Ye calmly dealt with the high-level officials of all parties and discussed various issues. He was so far-sighted and grand, and his demeanor was impressive.

Watching the battle of the Tianjiao was just a name, and discussing cooperation was the main thing. Those who did not intend to compete in the Yellow River Conference came here to watch the ceremony, and of course they also had something to ask for.

The specific affairs of the caravan will be handled by the high-level officials of Yun Country. He is just communicating his intentions with the powerful figures of these small countries to reach a consensus on the will of the upper level.

However, it is not uncommon for Master Ye, the dignified master of Lingxiao Pavilion, to be distracted.

So the voice transmission also sounded in his daughter's ears at the same time--

"You treat him as a friend, care about him so much, and help him so much, but he can't even see you. Alas, as a father, I am not trying to stir up trouble, but this kid seems to be not good enough!"

Ye Qingyu seemed to be fighting very seriously in the stands, and replied in a voice transmission: "Ask a question!"

"Ask."

"Who is more childish, Pavilion Master Lingxiao or Uncle Ah Chou?"

"It must be Ah Chou... What do you mean? How is your father childish!"

"Think about it yourself."

"Where is childish! No, you have to explain it to me clearly. What kind of person am I, Ye Lingxiao? When I go out, I roam the world. When I come in, I am the master of a pavilion. How can I be childish?"

Ye Qingyu stood up silently, moved a few places to the side, still staring at the battle on the field, and did not reply.

Ye Lingxiao sighed in his heart.

Looking at the core figures of several small countries next to him, he suddenly became a little bored.

But after all, he is not the kind of person who puts his personal feelings above the interests of the sect. He still responded properly and gracefully.

But...

Jiang Wang suddenly heard a shout of anger in his ears: "Be careful!"

Da Qi Tianjiao Jiang Qingyang was secretly shocked, not knowing what had happened, and quickly sent a voice message back: "Master, what happened?"

"It's okay, I told you to be careful. Du Ruhui also came to Guanhetai this time, and this old guy is not easy to deal with."

Jiang Wang thanked him repeatedly: "I know, I will definitely pay attention. Thank you for Master Ye's guidance."

He waited for a while, and when he saw that Master Ye no longer replied, he let go of his heart.

An An did not follow Ye Lingxiao to Guanhetai, he was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

He didn't want An An to see him fighting, so he didn't tell An An in the letter about participating in the Yellow River meeting this time, but just chatted with Ye Qingyu for a few words. But if An An can really come, he will be very happy to see his glory.

The mood of being a brother is quite contradictory.

"Chu Min is on the stage!" Qiao Lin sent a voice message to remind him again.

This kid is really smart and knows how to figure out the "superior's" intentions. Such a "talent" is not even a commander. It can be seen that the Tianfu Army is still very strict and only focuses on hard power and real merits.

Jiang Wang moved his eyes away calmly.

Chu Min, whose face was scorched, just flew and jumped onto the martial arts stage.

Standing opposite him was a young man wearing a short jacket with a childish face.

"He is a genius from Rong State, but he was not famous before participating in this Yellow River Conference. His name is... Lin Xian."

Qiao Lin explained competently: "It seems that Chu Min can't be forced to do anything."

Xia State was a powerful country that once competed with Qi State for hegemony. Although it is now weak, it is also a first-class country.

And Rong State...

When Jiang Wang was fighting against the black disaster spread by the White Bone Dao in Qingyang Town, he had a little understanding of this neighbor of Yang State.

Its strength is not much different from that of Yang State, and it can only tremble under the military power of Qi State. Although it still barely maintains its independence, it is only a matter of time before it submits a letter of submission and becomes a vassal state of Qi.

It is really bad luck for the Rong State's team to meet the Xia State's team.

Jiang Wang looked at Chu Min and Lin Xian, especially noticed Lin Xian's knife and the hand holding the knife.

He suddenly sighed and said, "Not necessarily."

Lin Xian's knife is a hatchet.

The blade is very heavy, the back is very thick, the blade is very sharp, and the wooden handle is about one-third of the length of the whole knife.

And Lin Xian's calloused hand firmly grasped the wooden handle without any hesitation.

His weathered hands and his young, slightly immature face are really not matched.

But this hand and this knife are very harmonious.

Jiang Wang looked at them carefully, and he had a feeling in a trance. The hand seemed to be the long handle of the knife, and the knife seemed to be an extension of the hand.

He was very familiar with that kind of intimate connection.

Because when he held Chang Xiangsi, it was the same.

If a person and a sword can be so harmonious, his swordsmanship must be extraordinary.

This Lin Xian...

He was not well-known before, probably because Rongguo wanted to make a splash at this Yellow River Conference.

In this magnificent era, many countries and individuals are also struggling to the best of their ability...

As an elite of the Tianfu Army, Qiao Lin has rich combat experience and has his own understanding of the outcome of the battle.

But he believes in Jiang Wang's judgment unconditionally.

So he immediately changed his position and smiled with a gloating smile: "So Lin Xian is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? It's interesting. Looking at Chu Min's arrogant and careless look, he may stop here and not even get a place in the main competition! Haha, Xia people!"

The reason why he believed in Jiang Wang so much and changed his position without hesitation was not because Jiang Wang got a place in the Yellow River Conference.

But because of Wang Yiwu.

Along the way, Wang Yiwu, who was invincible in the army and admired by many soldiers. After taking the honor of the first Tongtian Realm in history, Tenglong Realm was defeated by Jiang Wang in the same realm, and Yuesheng Neifu was defeated again.

This record shocked Linzi and caused a storm in the army.

It is precisely because Wang Yiwu has been dominant in the army in every realm along the way. For the soldiers of Qi State, defeating Wang Yiwu in the same realm is more convincing than anything else.

Jiang Wang sat upright, holding his knees and said nothing. He has entered the "battle" and is feeling the energy of both sides of the battle.

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On the field, under the gaze of many eyes, Lin Xian held his knife and looked at his opponent motionlessly.

Chu Min looked at him quietly.

The hatchet has no sheath, such a heavy knife, such a shape, and no sheath to keep.

But it does not seem lonely.

The hand is its support and the source of its power. Closely connected with it, work together.

When the general of the Shen Ce Army announced the start of the battle.

Lin Xian's hand had already moved.

His expression was still reserved, and he was a little shy to meet strangers.

But he chopped forward with his knife, just like chopping wood.

Even a young, shy boy can chop wood with great force.

Because... killing is a crime, but chopping trees is reasonable.

In his eyes, there was no opponent, only a "tree".

The tree waiting for him to return from chopping wood.

So this knife was natural.

It was extremely heavy and fierce, but it did not carry murderous intent.

That was why this knife was difficult to resist.

A block that was neither gold nor wood fell in front of the front line of the hatchet at this moment.

It was like a fateful encounter.

Clang!

As the hatchet chopped the block, the block suddenly opened like a flower bud.

It suddenly expanded, stretched out five fingers emitting a metallic luster, and grabbed the blade!

At the same time, the torso, head, legs, and other hand... unfolded one by one.

This was a mechanical iron man as tall as an ordinary person, with terrible defense and able to catch the knife with his bare hands. And it caught such a heavy and fierce knife.

Judging from the precision of the bare-handed blade, this mechanical iron man probably has no less than a hundred sets of fighting methods preset in terms of bare-handed combat.

Its reaction is more direct and tougher than that of ordinary inner palace masters. Because it has no feelings about life and death, it naturally has more choices!

Jiang Wang was not surprised that Yu Chumin was a Mohist cultivator. If Qiao Lin didn't even know this, he would be unworthy of the name of a chatterbox. He had told him long ago.

At this time, Lin Xian made a very simple move.

He drew his knife.

Just like when chopping wood, the blade of the axe accidentally sank into the tree, so he pulled it out and chopped again.

It was certainly a simple action, and he drew the sword with ease.

But the problem is...

This knife is obviously already in the hands of the iron man who is in touch with the mechanism, and the blade has obviously been tightly grasped!

This is anything but simple!

The hatchet seemed to have suddenly lost its restraints and appeared in Lin Xian's hand again, chopping down freely and naturally once again.

clang!

The machine man couldn't dodge or block in time, so he was directly slashed on his left arm with a knife.

Fire is flying!

That was not a fire technique, it was naked, the hatchet struck the iron hand, and the sparks were caused by the collision of gold and iron!

Click, click, click...

The machine iron man made a very difficult noise, but the entire machine left arm flew up and fell extremely smoothly!

The hatchet chopped down a stick of firewood.

Naturally, the woodcutter wouldn't stop there.

He will chop down more wood, and he will return home with a full load.

Many people are waiting for his harvest.

The woodcutter's house is waiting for him!

So Lin Xian walked forward.

His steps were simple and ordinary.

Lift your feet and take steps, as simple as a woodcutter walking towards the next tree.

But in this step, he had already bypassed the iron man of the mechanism and faced Chu Min head-on.

The feeling of this step even reminded Jiang Wang of his own meteoric rise.

But Lin Xian just raised the knife and chopped again.

Anyone who has cut down a tree knows that it is difficult to cut a tree with one knife. It requires cutting from different angles and applying force to the wound on the same horizontal line.

Therefore, Lin Xian's knife also changed its angle and slashed diagonally towards Chu Min's waist.

It's so natural, and it's also such a "real" knife.

Lin Xian seemed to have held down the "tree" and immediately cut it off at the waist.

If this knife was carried out, Chu Ming's upper body and lower body would be separated.

But before Lin Xian's footsteps, there was a dark ball.

I don’t know when this round ball appeared there. At this time, it suddenly expanded.

The round shell opened, and a tiger-like machine beast rushed out of the round shell and bit it on the blade!

The round shell was closed behind her and turned into wings.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a ladybug.

This is Tiger!

"Puppet Theory" says: Like a tiger with wings, like a ladle with strength. Its evil is greater than that of a tiger, and its power is even greater.

Obviously, Chu Ming was not as careless as Qiao Lin expected. He paid great attention to his opponent, and the second puppet was already ready.

The Yellow River Society prohibits all foreign objects such as magical weapons, armor, Taoist robes, etc. Except for weapons, cultivators can only rely on their own strength to win or lose.

There are other restrictions for monks who practice Mohist techniques.

Monks from the Mo family can only use the puppets they refine, and the number cannot exceed five.

This is to prevent the Mohist monks from using puppets that far exceed their own strength to win, turning the Yellow River meeting into a competition of national strength among various countries.

Before the competition, the puppets that the Mohist monks will use in battle must be inspected by a dedicated person to confirm that the owner of the puppet and the refiner are indeed consistent before they are allowed to be used.

Once a puppet is used that exceeds the certified level, it will be immediately judged as a defeat and will lose the qualification to continue fighting.

This may not be fair to the Mohist monks. After all, "good in imitation of things" is the pursuit of Mohist monks. Of course, the stronger the imitation is, the better. It doesn't matter who refines it. It would be best if a monk in the Traveling Pulse Realm can control a puppet at the level of a true king. That would be a wonderful thing!

Many Mohist monks have all their wealth in puppets. Some Mohist monks win precisely by the number of puppets...

However, there is no absolute fairness in the world. Any rules formulated are only "fair" for the vast majority of people.

When the Yong Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful countries in the world, the Yellow River Council's restrictions in this regard may be changed. As for now, although the Mohist family is the most prominent sect in the world, the Yellow River Conference is a gathering of princes and countries. In the name of the sect, it is impossible to interfere.

Because of the rules, after the sacrifice of a life-size machine iron man and a tiger tiger, there was room for three puppets.

Chu Min and Lin Xian both knew this.

Both this machine iron man and this tiger tiger are very impressive. How strong should the remaining three puppets be?

The chances of winning are too high.

But Lin Xian still just drew his sword.

He naturally pulled out the hatchet again, and somehow the knife escaped from the tiger's mouth again.

And a slash with the knife was directed at the Touching Heavenly Spirit!

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ps: "Puppet Theory" has no source and was compiled by the author himself. There will be more in the future, no further explanation.

It's gone twelve o'clock.