Previously, he said that Liu Shichen had already received news that Jiang Feng was not dead, and it seemed like the heavens had secretly helped him escape danger.
Although he missed the best chance he had last time, Liu Shichen had a new plan in his heart.
When night fell, with Virtuous Talent Gathering Hall of Capital and fearful unease, Tan Yuan paced around his room alone.
He thought to himself: I wonder where White-haired Devil Child is now, what exactly is he going to do, why he wasn't willing to kill me then, I have been at the Virtuous Talent Gathering Hall for a few days, why don't they care about the matters of White-haired Devil Child.
Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on his door.
Tan Yuan's face turned serious, he slowly opened the door, and the person who came was Deputy Master — Yan Kuo.
Tan Yuan was a little shocked, and asked: "Deputy Master, how is it you? "What brings you here so late at night?"
Yan Kuo's serious expression made people fear him, as Tan Yuan had always kept his distance from him.
Yan Kuo asked coldly: "Can we go inside and talk?"
Tan Yuan immediately reacted, he patted his head and said: "Of course you can, Deputy Master, please come in!"
Yan Kuo nodded his head slightly, with his hands behind his back, he walked in and sat down, and asked: "Brother Tan, Master Chiang has already returned, have you heard of him?"
Tan Yuan did not know the meaning behind his words, and cautiously replied: "I heard a bit, but I have yet to see the Master Chiang in person."
Yan Kuo furrowed his brows, and said: "Last time, I told you that you were only going to stay at our Virtuous Talent Gathering Hall for the time being. Now, on behalf of the Master Chiang, I have a few questions to ask you.
Tan Yuan asked in shock: What exactly does Deputy Master want to ask?
Seeing him so nervous, Yan Kuo said: "Sit down first!"
Tan Yuan followed his instructions and sat down.
Yan Kuo asked with a stern expression: "Earlier, you told me that your senior brother White-haired Devil Child had killed your father Tan Berxiong. I've sent people to investigate this as well, including your real identity. What you said was the truth. But, I have a question. With your senior brother's abilities, can he really defeat your father, Tan Berxiong? "
After Tan Yuan heard this, he thought to himself: They actually didn't believe me, and had even thoroughly investigated my background.
Tan Yuan did not understand the meaning behind Yan Kuo's words, and said: "My father was indeed killed by my senior brother. At that time, all of the disciples and I were present, and we saw it with our own eyes."
Yan Kuo's face became gloomy, and said: "Senior Tan Berxiong's sword techniques are superb, although it may not be as good as the previous Sect Leader's Qing Xu Sect. However, in terms of swordsmanship, he definitely would not lose to Taoist Tai Xu. No matter how powerful your senior brother is, how could he kill your father in a direct confrontation? "
Hearing Yan Kuo's analysis, Tan Yuan also raised the question that was buried in his heart.
He tried his best to think back to the battle between White-haired Devil Child and his father.
White-haired Devil Child was truly a sword genius, he was actually able to fight with his father for a long time.
But it was also clear that his father had always held the upper hand.
But for some reason, after that sudden exchange of moves, his father's attack and defense seemed to be difficult, causing him to gradually fall into a disadvantageous position.
The final decisive blow was clearly his father's sword that had pierced towards his senior brother, but why was it that in the end, his senior brother had pierced through his heart with a single strike?
Thinking up to here, something seemed to have flashed through Tan Yuan's mind, and he cried out, "Could it be …"
Yan Kuo remained silent when he thought back to it, but he kept paying attention to the changes in Tan Yuan's expression.
It was only until he let out a surprised cry that Yan Kuo seemed to have an answer in his heart. He tapped the table with his finger and slowly asked: "Brother Tan, did you think of making some clues?"
Tan Yuan nodded his head, and said: "It's very possible that my father is incapable of doing so!"
Yan Kuo coldly snorted, and said with slight anger: "Your senior brother is truly worse than an animal. I think that senior Tan has always liked your senior brother, which is why he completely imparted the sword techniques he spent his entire life researching and studying. Even in the face of death, he wouldn't dare hurt his good disciple's life. Before he had even breathed his last, he had even ordered all the Sword Controlling Sect disciples not to avenge him. Do you think that my conjecture is correct? "
After Tan Yuan heard this, his body trembled uncontrollably. He sat down on the chair weakly, unable to say a word.
Yan Kuo got up, patted his shoulder and said: "You don't need to be too shocked, and you don't need to be too sad either. However, if you truly want to take revenge for your father, you will need to work hard and train even harder before you will have a chance. "
Tan Yuan's eyes were in a daze, he did not say a word, as though the entire sky was about to collapse.
Seeing him so dejected, Yan Kuo was displeased, and said coldly: "Why are you so useless, your father, Senior Tan Tan, is one of the top people in the entire Martial-arts Circles of Central Plains! Logically speaking, a tiger father cannot have a dog son, you cannot fall, come, get up!"
Yan Kuo's arm strength was great, and he immediately picked up Tan Yuan.
He grabbed Tan Yuan's sleeves and said harshly: "Get out and fight with me. I really want to see the Sword Controlling Sect of Shandong's sword techniques."
Tan Yuan seemed to not want to fight at all, his eyes were lifeless as he evaded the topic, "Deputy Master, I'm tired, please let me rest."
When Yan Kuo heard these words, he immediately sneered and let go of him. He mocked: "Coward, you are not worthy of being Tan Berxiong's son. I finally understand why your senior brother didn't kill you back then. It's because you're not worth it for him to do anything to you.
These words were extremely heavy, and Yan Kuo wanted to use this method to cheer him up.
Tan Yuan's eyes flashed with a glint of light. He walked to the side of the bed and took out his sword, saying: "Deputy Master, I can say whatever you want, but you cannot be disrespectful to my father and my Sword Controlling Sect. Since you want to experience my Sword Controlling Sect's sword techniques, I will fight with you! "
Yan Kuo turned his back and said: "Humph, this is more like it. Follow me to the training grounds."
Yan Kuo went back to his room to fetch his own Peerless Sabre, then he and Tan Yuan came to the training grounds.
Jiang Feng was sitting on the roof not far away, quietly watching the competition.
Yan Kuo looked at Tan Yuan coldly, and said: "I know that my cultivation is not as good as your father's, but I believe that my cultivation is not too inferior to your brother Mo Tong, so just treat me as your brother and use all your strength."
Tan Yuan did not reply, he took out his treasure sword and threw away the sword sheath with his left hand. Just as he was about to step forward, he seemed to have thought of something and said: Deputy Master, I have already pulled out my treasure sword, hurry up and prepare to fight.
Yan Kuo's eyes were filled with contempt, he pushed his blade to the side and said indifferently: "No need, I'll spar with you barehanded today."
Seeing that he was being looked down upon, Tan Yuan became even angrier, and shouted: "The treasure sword has no eyes, be careful."
He tiptoed forward and drew out a "Piercing Sun".
This move was a strong killing move from the Sword Controlling Sect Sword Technique.
Yan Kuo could see how powerful this move was, adding to the fact that he did not have a large blade, he did not dare take it head on, and only used his sharp eyes to look at the opportunity, when the sword was about to strike his chest, he quickly sidestepped.
Seeing that his move failed, Tan Yuan immediately rushed forward, "Soaring Sky, Illusory Sun"
He used it again.
Yan Kuo was fully aware that this was a powerful sword technique that he had consecutively killed. He immediately used the Lightness Exercise to fly diagonally, and only heard a "shua" sound.
With a "Ji Hong Ran" sound, Tan Yuan changed his technique yet again.
It pierced towards Yan Kuo's back.
Yan Kuo rolled backwards until he flipped in the air, then once again, he stabbed into the air.
Yan Kuo took the chance and struck Tan Yuan's right shoulder with his palm. Boom!
Tan Yuan was caught off guard, and fell to the ground in pain.
Tan Yuan angrily hammered his hands on the ground, feeling very angry in his heart.
However, Yan Kuo said: "A man should not be discouraged by this small failure. Your sword move seems to have received your father's legacy, and it's extremely sharp. However, what's lacking is that you only learn moves, and you don't understand the essence of them. You only care about offense, but not defense. In addition, you can't even nimbly use your killing move or even your moves, which is why you were so easily defeated! "Your father's sword arts that he painstakingly studied for dozens of years are definitely top-notch. There's no need for you to doubt him. As long as you practice diligently in the future, I believe you will definitely have some small success."
With Yan Kuo's personality, he definitely would not have liked to say another word. However, towards Tan Yuan, it was unknown whether it was out of respect for his father or sympathy.
In short, Yan Kuo wanted Tan Yuan to regain his vigor, and become a true sword artist in the future to take over the Sword Controlling Sect of Shandong.
Tan Yuan could understand the intent behind Yan Kuo's words. Calming his anger, he said in a slightly dejected tone, "With my strength, even if I trained for another twenty years, I would still not be a match for senior brother. It seems like there is no hope for us to take revenge. "
Yan Kuo stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "There is nothing difficult about it, and I am only afraid of people who want to. Just now, it was just a small test between Master Chiang and I, so even if it failed, you do not need to take it to heart."
Seeing that the time was right, Jiang Feng stepped on his Lightness Exercise and flew down, saying: "Big Brother Yan is right, Brother Tan, hello!"
"..." What about later?
And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.