The Melon-eating Swordsman In The Ancient Dragon World Chapter 133: Long Xiaoyun's Confusion - Novel Cool

Chapter 133: Long Xiaoyun's Confusion

Chapter 133: Long Xiaoyun's Confusion

"You've managed to stay alive in your travels through the jianghu these past few years. Seems like you've had quite a bit of luck," Guo Songyang said, sounding annoyed.

"Indeed, my luck has been quite something," You Longsheng replied with a smile. "Those who don't have a temperament as good as Mr. Guo, nor his exceptional martial arts skills, would've met their end by now."

"My temperament isn't that good," Guo Songyang huffed.

He took two steps forward, glancing at Yan Shuangfei's corpse before raising his head to meet Li Xinhuan's gaze. "Your 'Little Li Flying Dagger' technique certainly lives up to its reputation."

Li Xinhuan's expression turned solemn.

True top experts could sense each other's presence, and while Zhuge Gang couldn't feel Guo Songyang's aura, Li Xinhuan could perceive his astonishing prowess.

"May I ask who you are?" Li Xinhuan inquired.

Guo Songyang interrupted him. "I've long admired the reputation of 'Li, the Number One Scholar'. Now that we meet, I have nothing to offer in respect. Since you've shown your dagger technique, I shall demonstrate my swordplay."

As his words landed, Guo Songyang suddenly spun around. A dragon's roar echoed, and his long sword was unsheathed.

The sword's body was pitch-black, devoid of radiance, yet a chilling sword aura instantly permeated the entire place.

Gao Xingkong felt a chill in his heart, and the next moment, he saw the black sword tip appear between his eyes. He closed his eyes instinctively, and his consciousness faded away.

Zhuge Gang's pupils contracted, but before he could react, he saw Guo Songyang's iron sword turn and slash towards him.

"Open!"

Zhuge Gang roared, and his refined iron crutch, weighing sixty-three pounds, met the sword.

When it came to a clash of sheer force, Zhuge Gang never backed down. Even against Guo Songyang, ranked fourth on the 'Arsenal Rankings', he wouldn't know who would emerge victorious until they fought it out.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew, and the refined iron crutch was cleaved in two by the Songyang Iron Sword!

Zhuge Gang lost his leverage, and with his momentum spent, he could only watch helplessly as the iron sword's might increased, piercing straight between his eyebrows.

In an instant, two swords claimed two lives.

Ximen Rou watched, wide-eyed, as Li Xinhuan and Guo Songyang dispatched these top experts as easily as drinking water. She felt astonished and somewhat disheartened.

"It seems that there's no longer a place for me, Ximen Rou, in this jianghu..."

"Are you joking?" You Longsheng interrupted, causing Ximen Rou to stumble. "People like Li Xinhuan and Guo Songyang can be counted on one's fingers. If only they are considered true jianghu figures, capable of dominating the jianghu, then this world is too barren. There would only be one jianghu figure for every three or four provinces?"

Ximen Rou was about to leave when You Longsheng's words stopped her in her tracks.

"You need to adjust your mindset and not compare yourself to peerless geniuses," You Longsheng said, pointing at himself. "Look at me. I can't even beat you, yet I still befriend Li Xinhuan and Guo Songyang. I can still easily defeat those clueless jianghu folks and act like a big shot in front of ordinary jianghu people, right?"

Ximen Rou couldn't help but feel agitated. "What do you mean I can beat you?"

However, You Longsheng's interruption had successfully diverted Ximen Rou's intention to leave immediately.

The one in a hurry to depart was Shangguan Fei, as Guo Songyang had made it clear that he intended to keep them all here.

Then, the events from the original story unfolded: Shangguan Fei used his double rings to clamp down on Guo Songyang's iron sword, only to have them sliced apart by Guo Songyang's sword, who then spared his life due to his young age and decent martial arts skills.

As Guo Songyang turned around, Li Xinhuan stared at the iron sword in his hand. "The reputation of the 'Songyang Iron Sword' is indeed well-deserved."

You Longsheng had already revealed Guo Songyang's identity, so Li Xinhuan naturally recognized the black-clad man before him.

"Why?" Guo Songyang asked.

"Because, I suspect that whoever seeks this answer will come to regret it." Li Xinhuan replied.

A gleam appeared in Guo Songyang's eyes. "But it's something that must be clarified sooner or later."

"I'd prefer later..." Li Xinhuan said.

"...while I'd prefer sooner!" Guo Songyang countered.

"Well, I must say, you've certainly delivered on your promise of a spectacle," You Longsheng interjected, addressing Guo Songyang. "Yesterday, we had the battle between Ximen Rou and Zhuge Gang, which ended rather anticlimactically. But today, we're treated to a bonus round—a face-off between Little Li Flying Dagger and Songyang Iron Sword! Buy one, get one free. Quite a bargain, indeed!"

Li Xinhuan: "..."

Guo Songyang: "..."

Ximen Rou: "..."

You Longsheng looked up, only to find everyone's gaze fixed on him, including Long Xiaoyun.

He quickly pulled Ding Baiyun back, taking a couple of steps backward. "Please, continue. Don't mind us; we're just here to watch."

Guo Songyang was getting tempted to draw his sword. After all, he had made a similar statement to Zhuge Gang and his companions before killing him.

Li Xinhuan smiled gently and said, "It seems that Brother Guo is also a friend of Brother You."

Guo Songyang's voice turned cold. "The legacy of the once-great Sword Saint has faded. The old are too old, and the young are too slippery. I fear this legacy is coming to an end."

You Longsheng remained nonchalant, even reaching for some sunflower seeds to snack on.

But a single furrowed brow from Guo Songyang made You Longsheng hesitate. He eventually lowered his hand, pulling Ding Baiyun closer and straightening his expression.

Guo Songyang turned to Li Xinhuan. "This duel is inevitable, so don't try to avoid it!"

Li Xinhuan remained silent for a moment before asking, "When do you propose we fight?"

"Today!" Guo Songyang declared.

Li Xinhuan's eyebrows rose slightly. "And the location?"

Guo Songyang nodded. "This is your former residence, so you already have the advantage of familiarity with the terrain. But since I chose the time, I should choose the place..."

"No need," Li Xinhuan interrupted. "You can decide."

Guo Songyang paused for a moment, then nodded. "Very well."

With that, he prepared to leave with Li Xinhuan.

Before departing, Li Xinhuan turned to look at the small building behind them once more. There, he saw Lin Shiyin appearing at the window, her eyes filled with tenderness and concern as she looked at him.

At the same time, he caught the venomous glare from Long Xiaoyun, eliciting a mix of sweetness and bitterness in his heart.

However, as Li Xinhuan turned away, Long Xiaoyun immediately smiled and said, "Greetings, Uncle Li. It's nice to see you again."

Li Xinhuan could only smile bitterly in response. "Hello."

Long Xiaoyun continued, "Mother thinks of you often. You should come visit us more frequently."

Li Xinhuan smiled bitterly once more, but then his expression softened as he glanced at Lin Shiyin in the building and You Longsheng standing at a distance. "Very well, I shall visit more often from now on."

Long Xiaoyun: ???

Li Xinhuan's words left Long Xiaoyun completely bewildered. Turning to Lin Shiyin in the building, he said, "Mother, look, Uncle Li is leaving right after arriving."

Lin Shiyin's face, which held a hint of resentment, now showed a trace of relief, and her eyes curved with a smile as she said to Long Xiaoyun, "It's alright. Your Uncle Li will visit us often from now on."

Long Xiaoyun: !!!

(End of Chapter)

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