The world is shocked by the sound of a sword
29 The people of the world have underestimated me!

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With a soft sound, the words and images returned to darkness.

When the projection of the golden ranking list lit up slightly again, images appeared!

It was a painting that revealed his literary life.

There was also the down-and-out person who had been with Xu Fengnian and Old Huang in the martial arts world back then!

There was a young hero who was drinking heroically, unwilling to fall!

There was a young man in a blood-stained robe holding a wooden sword, smiling as he looked at the heroes of the world!

There was the figure of the youth, a wooden sword, and a jug of wine!

There was also a young man who was alone and missed that beautiful figure!

"In my eyes, the pugilistic world is the pugilistic world!”

"It's the elegance of a horse that hasn't dismounted yet!”

"It's the heroic spirit of a single sword to travel the world!”

"It's a battle on the tip of the blade!”

"The people of the world have underestimated me!"

As the scene around Wen Hua changed in the projection of the Golden List, his words shook the world!

An unparalleled domineering aura came crashing down!

The scenes and words were shocking!

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

All the people in the world have underestimated me!

When countless martial artists saw this sentence, they instantly felt their blood boil!

A surge of hot blood rushed to his heart.

However, while their blood was boiling, countless people were also cursing in their hearts.

"F * ck, this guy is too good at posturing!”

"You're not old, but your posturing skills are very strong!”

Whether it was in the snow or in the Nine Provinces, martial artists from all over the world looked at Wenhua's figure and gritted their teeth. Their eyes were red with envy.

To be able to say such heroic words in front of the world, even if he died, it was worth it!

"What did Wenhua do?”

"Even the people of the world have underestimated him."

"Regardless of anything else, in my opinion, the Jianghu in Wenhua's eyes is the Jianghu in my eyes.”

"Sigh, you're still too young. Young people, listen to this old man's advice. The martial world isn't about fighting and killing.”

For a time, the world was in a heated discussion.

Countless people were envious!

Countless people sighed in grief!

I don't hate the people on the list for being too pretentious, but I hate that I'm not the one who's pretentious!

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Xu Fengnian, who was looking at the projection of the Golden Board, was dumbfounded.

Looking at the heroic Wenhua in the golden ranking projection, he almost doubted his eyes.

Was this the Wenhua he knew?

This was too cool!

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Elsewhere, Old Man Huang Long frowned slightly as he looked at the projection of the Golden Roll in the sky.

In the beginning, he did not pay much attention to the connection between him and Wen Hua.

However, the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

In addition, Wenhua had a connection with Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian was the second son of the Prince of Xi Liang.

Thinking of this, Huang Long seemed to understand something.

However, he was not sure, so he continued to look up at the projection of the Golden Roll in the sky.

What was going on?

It was obvious at a glance.

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Then, he looked at the projection of the Golden List.

A line of narration appeared.

"They thought that you would always be such a small figure and would eventually abandon your spotless self in this turbid world!”

"Old Man Huang Long gave you the woman you loved and two sword techniques. He gave you a sword and a pugilistic world that you had dreamed of ever since you were young. He gave you the swordsman that you had always dreamed of!”

"So the person who gave you the woman you loved, taught you the strongest sword technique, and let you see the highest scenery taught you to kill your best brother!”

"Old Man Huang Long thinks that he can predict the world. He thought that you might hesitate or go crazy, but he never thought that you would be so decisive.”

"You gave up fame and fortune, gave up beauty, and gave up that wooden sword."

After this narration.

Everyone in the world was stunned.

Even Huang Long and Xu Fengnian were stunned.

At this moment, Wen Hua, who was staring at the Golden Roll projection, seemed to have realized something. He could not help but sit up straight and look up at the horizon.

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The scene changed immediately.

On the projection of the golden list.

Wen Hua was alone with a sword.

A hoarse voice came from his mouth.

"You want me to kill my brothers?"

"I, Wenhua, can't do it."”

Immediately after.

Under the eyes of the world.

This swordsman, who had just entered the pugilistic world and gained some fame, had severed an arm, a crippled leg, and all his veins. He only had one life left!

The blood-red light dyed the entire projection of the Golden Roll!

No one had expected Wen Hua to be so decisive!

On the projection of the golden list.

Wen Hua picked up the wooden sword that originally belonged to him and left the courtyard.

There was a long line of blood on the snowy road in the alley.

"Back in my hometown, if I borrow money from someone, I'll have to pay back 12 or 13 taels of silver!”

"You taught me how to use the sword. I will cripple all my martial arts and return you an arm and a leg!”

In the courtyard, he said these words to Old Man Huang Long behind him.

Then, the bloody figure in the snow squatted down at the corner, leaving only a bloody wooden sword in his hand.

The young Youer smiled sadly with tears in his eyes.

He stood up.

He aimed the wooden sword at the wall and broke it violently.

After that, there was no news of Wenhua in Jianghu.

This Wooden Sword Wanderer, who had become famous after coming out of the martial world, left the martial world in the most determined and desolate manner overnight.

In the bone-chilling snow, he said to himself one last time.

"I'm not practicing my sword anymore.

Following this last sentence, the projection of the Golden Board dissipated and sank into darkness.

Only that desolate figure was left for the world.

And that sentence-

"I'm not practicing my sword anymore."

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