Prince Yu is a figure from long Qi had heard of his legend when he was a child. Not only him, but all the children and teenagers in Yujing had heard of him. Who didn't know the charm of Prince Yu? It is said that he practiced sword skills that were not passed down in the royal palace. At the age of sixteen, he was already a master of the ninth level of Xuanguan. He was a genius among geniuses. At the age of 20, he found the three secret treasures. After entering the realm of synaesthesia, he galloped across the northern border and killed many barbarians. After the age of twenty-five, he had reached the immortal realm of having a sword in his heart but no sword in his hand. However, no one knows what happened to him afterwards. People only knew that one day, news of Prince Yu's sudden death spread from the palace. The untimely death of a genius was shocking and sad, but over the years, this matter was eventually forgotten. And now, a person who should have died appeared in Xu Canghai's mouth again. "Prince Yu, you are still as charming as ever." Xu Canghai smiled, as if he was still recalling the scene of that day. Ren Qi didn't have any extra thoughts like him, and just asked: "He asked you to kill me?" "That's right, only he can ask me to come to Tianjin at this time."

Xu Canghai took out a short-handled pipe. The pipe seemed to be as old as he was, with black marks all over it, and if you touched it your fingers would be stained with tobacco oil. "If it's Prince Yu, he would indeed be interested in the six fastest swords in the world." Ren Qi replied. "you are wrong." Xu Canghai smacked his lips on the pipe a few times, exhaled smoke, and smiled, "He is not interested in the fastest sword in the world, because people like him have reached the state where it doesn't matter what kind of sword he uses, or whether he uses a sword or not. Although the fastest swords in the world are rare and hard to find, he doesn't care. What really concerns him is you, Ren Qi." "I?" Ren Qi couldn't help but be a little surprised. However, Xu Canghai quickly explained: "Prince Yu needed a swordsman who was on par with him, so he chose you." Ren Qi was speechless, and after a long time he laughed again. "I see. He wants me to become a monster without blood or tears so that I can practice a higher level of swordsmanship and duel with him?" "Yes." Xu Canghai nodded silently, as if he felt a little disappointed that Prince Yu did not choose him as his opponent. However, this seemed to be a lucky thing, because he had heard about what Ren Qi had experienced over the years, and he felt that if it were him, he would have died long ago. "I've heard before that the monster in the Forbidden Palace has always wanted to kill me. Others said so, and I believe so too. I didn't expect that he would actually want to train a rival in the end. Ha, these royal families really have so much free time." Ren Qi still kept smiling. "How about it, how do you feel now?" Xu Canghai was very curious.

"I don't have any feelings. I will kill him as he wishes." Ren Qi stood up and was about to leave. "and many more." Xu Canghai stopped him and said, "Master and I haven't seen each other for such a long time. Can't you even give me a little time to chat with you?" Ren Qi didn't turn around, but glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. "I've finished talking to Master. I'm still busy." Ren Qi shook his sleeves, as if to shake off the things on his shoulders. "Tianjin needs me." "Ah!" Xu Canghai laughed loudly, "Tianjin needs you? Ren Qi, this is the funniest joke I have heard in recent years." As he said this, he stared at Ren Qi, "Ren Qi, have you been possessed by evil spirits, or have you met Guanyin Bodhisattva who has enlightened you and told you to be a good person? Do you think that if you act like a hero and do a good deed in Tianjin, others will completely forget your past? No, you are still the traitor Ren Qi. When others mention you, they only talk about your bad deeds instead of remembering your good deeds. Don't you understand this yet?" "What does it mean?" Ren Qi looked back at him and said, “I don’t do things to be judged. I am different from you, Master. You have always loved reputation, so you have been trapped by reputation all your life." "Do you think fame is a bad thing or a burden?" Xu Canghai exhaled a puff of white smoke, "Because of this reputation, the people of Yujing respect me, and you have the opportunity to worship me as your master." "But for this reputation, you are willing to put aside your pride and kneel in front of the palace gate for a night, just so that the nobles are willing to give you some respect and do some errands, right?" "This is a matter of honor for our family!" Xu Canghai raised his voice and said, "My ancestors were great generals in the former Ming Dynasty, but by my generation, all that was left was a large courtyard and a few acres of thin farmland. It’s fine if my father and his brothers don’t have any abilities, but they have to accept it and not have any unnecessary fantasies. However, I am different. I have always been respected and admired by people in the martial arts world, which proves that I am very capable. However, I am not as lucky as you, the masters of the Forbidden City. You can enter the Forbidden City as long as your parents give you a word of advice and you practice martial arts a little. Those with high martial arts skills can be imperial guards, and those with less martial arts skills can get some other jobs. As for me, I can easily kill several imperial guards by myself, but I can only teach dandy boys like you among the people, and you can't even enter the palace. I don't accept it!" “Sometimes I don’t accept it.” Ren Qi put his hands on his hips and said, “When I was standing guard in the palace, I thought that my martial arts skills were far superior to others, but I was just standing guard, doing the job of a soldier. The emperor was playing with his concubines inside, comfortable in the warm mosquito net, but we were standing outside, freezing like dead dogs. We are all nobles, but we are the lowest class. How can we justify this? That’s why I always have a gloomy face and feel indignant. ” "interesting."

Xu Canghai smiled and said, “I thought you were born to be such a gloomy and cold person, but I didn’t expect that you were suppressing your anger.” "But I don't think so now." Ren Qi spread his hands, "Because I don't care. I don't care about these things anymore." "I said that." Xu Canghai sneered, "You think you have become a saint, and you have the responsibility and obligation to die for others, so you indulge in self-intoxication. Ren Qi, don't you still care about these things in the end?" "You don't understand, and I don't blame you." Ren Qi didn't care. "In fact, I don't need you to understand anything. You just need to know that everything I did was to advance into Yujing. That's enough." After a pause, he added: "It should be said that this is to reach Prince Yu." Xu Canghai squinted his eyes and looked at Ren Qi through the cracks in the smoke. He seemed to feel that Ren Qi was more unfamiliar than ever before. After getting the information about his enemies, Ren Qi had no reason and time to stay here, so he turned around and left. "Wait, I'm here to kill you." Xu Canghai stretched his hand back, and immediately a disciple respectfully handed him a sheathed knife with both hands. He took it casually and looked at Ren Qi again. Ren Qi still didn't look back at this time, but just said loudly: "I don't have time." "Do not have time?" Xu Canghai couldn't help being a little angry, but he just smiled. "You think you are invincible and I can't kill you?" "If you kill me, how are you going to explain to Prince Yu?" Ren Qi asked back. "I also asked Prince Yu about this." The unwilling expression on Xu Canghai's face became more and more obvious. "But he only said that if I kill you, then I will challenge him instead." Ren Qi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "He's just teasing you." "I know." Xu Canghai held a knife in his arms. He has been struggling in Yujing for decades and is known as the Golden Sword King in the martial arts world. Every word in this nickname is earned through hard work, one sword after another, and it is not an empty name. However, Prince Yu did not choose him as his opponent, but chose Ren Qi. Even though being targeted by Prince Yu is not a good thing, as a warrior, who can tolerate being inferior to others in martial arts? Ren Qi seemed to sense Xu Canghai's loneliness, so he asked, "Why me?" "I don't know." Xu Canghai shook his head, "But soon, he won't need to choose you."

Xu Canghai stood up and pulled the knife out of the black scabbard. Just like his nickname, it was a sharp knife shining with golden light, emitting dazzling light under the sun. The knife light pierced Ren Qi's eyes. In his memory, this knife only appeared twice. Both times took place on the duel stage. Both parties signed a life and death agreement. The dignitaries watched from the seats, while his master Xu Canghai fought with another opponent in the middle of the stage. Once there was a heavy rainstorm and the entire stage was wet. The ring almost turned into a mud pond, making people sink into the yellow mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, making it difficult to walk. Ren Qi was also watching from the audience at that time, and he felt that the two people on the stage were no longer knights or martial arts masters, but two wild boars or hunting dogs stuck in the mud, biting and attacking each other. The more they bit and the more blood and flesh flew everywhere, the more excited and happy the spectators who had placed heavy bets became. It was also after that incident that Ren Qi realized that the so-called martial arts world was nothing more than a plaything of the rich and powerful. As long as a little benefit was thrown into it, these people in the martial arts world would fight each other to the point of bloodshed. In this situation, victory is not glory but sorrow. Therefore, even though Xu Canghai had already drawn his sword, Ren Qi still did not look back, but just continued to move forward. "Are you trying to escape Ren Qi?" Xu Canghai was obviously angry that Ren Qi did not accept his challenge. Ren Qi didn't look back. "Ren Qi, you killed the Northern Spear Saint Bai Xiu, but in the end you ended up like the year you escaped from Yujing, still a stray dog, running away in disgrace. In this way, the reputation of this Northern Wulin legend has been completely ruined by you." Ren Qi stopped. "You are my master, I don't want to kill you." "You have done many unkind, disloyal and unjust things. What does one more thing mean? And you can't kill me." Xu Canghai ran his palm across the blade, feeling the cool touch of the blade, and felt that his angry mood had finally calmed down, entering a state of peace and tranquility. This is a compulsory course for a swordsman before taking action. He must ensure that his heart is as cold and hard as the knife in his hand, so that he can keep his hand steady when drawing the knife and his eyes clear and sharp when looking at the enemy. Ren Qi turned around, took a sword from his back, tied it around his waist, and let his hands hang naturally. Xu Canghai frowned and smiled, "Ren Qi, what about your acrobatic skill of wielding six swords at the same time? Have you changed it? I've told you before that you can only choose one between martial arts and acrobatics. Having more will only hurt you." Ren Qi simply said, "You don't need so many. One sword is enough. You are my master, so I will let you strike first." "You want me to draw my sword first?" Xu Canghai's wrist turned, and the position of the blade kept changing between breaths. His feet were also slowly moving, changing only about the distance of a foot. This is the swordsman's starting move. It seems useless, but there is a secret hidden in it. As long as the opponent has a flaw or a little slackness, the battle can be resolved in an instant. "I taught you these skills. I know you very well and naturally know how to defeat you." "So what are you waiting for?"

Ren Qi glanced at the sun. It was already setting and the day was almost over. The moment he turned his head, Xu Canghai took a deep breath, stabbed out with a knife, and a golden rainbow pierced through the sun, going straight for Ren Qi's throat! Ren Qi was still squinting at the sun, and only when the blade broke through the wind did he put his hand on the sword. rub! Ren Qi was the first to arrive, the green sword in Xu Canghai's throat was pointed at the green sword in his hand, and the golden sword that Xu Canghai was proud of fell to the ground at some point. Ren Qi slowly retracted his sword, his eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran out, mounted his horse and left. He knew that if he said one more word or stayed a moment longer at this moment, it would be a humiliation to his master. Although he did not respect his master very much, he did not want to insult him like this. After Ren Qi left, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were still standing there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment. Until someone picked up the golden knife from the ground, came to Xu Canghai, knelt on the ground, and presented the golden knife to him. "Master! I will remember today's vengeance. Although I am unworthy, I will definitely avenge this sword for you in my lifetime!" Everyone from the Divine Sword Sect fell to their knees. Xu Canghai remained silent for a long time, until he met his disciple's tearful eyes, he smiled and said, "Be good." At this time, as the fire on the shore was completely extinguished, the warships of the Eight-Nation Alliance were slowly approaching, and a number of small boats carrying five or six soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance were rowing towards here. There were gleams of excitement in the eyes of these Marines, because they knew how intense the battle in Tianjin was, but they had not been able to intervene before. Now, the soldiers guarding the dock were either killed in the artillery bombardment or disappeared. The rear of Tianjin became an undefended area. As soon as they landed, they marched straight in. How could this not excite them? When the first soldier jumped onto the dock, he felt as if he were the first conqueror to set foot on the British Isles. Until a shining golden knife pierced his chest. (End of this chapter)