Benzhenying doesn't agree with the teacher's comments, but his teacher has already got up, and the disciples should observe the etiquette. Benzhenying can only step back and sulk.

"I'm Qi Yayu. May I have your name, please?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Wen and asked.

"No, my name is Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen put down his mobile phone and replied.

Zhou Wen didn't know the name of Qi Ya Yu, so he didn't think it was anything. However, in another region, even in the whole Federation, this name was regarded as a famous name.

Speaking of the swordsman Qi Yayu, many practitioners of Kendo know that he used to be a first-class swordsman. Ten years ago, he was a generation of Kendo master, and he was also a famous local beauty.

But Zhou Wen had no idea about it, and he had never heard of the name of Qi Yayu.

Benzhenying sees that her teacher Qi Yayu has solemnly given her name, but Zhou Wen just sits there and talks. She can't help but snort, feeling that Zhou Wen doesn't respect his teacher Qi Yayu enough.

But Qi Ya Yu didn't care. He said with a smile, "Zhou Wen is studying in Xiyang college. Are you familiar with President Leng Zongzheng?"

"It's rare to see principal Leng. He has already stopped teaching." Zhou Wen answered truthfully.

"Isn't your tutor Leng Zongzheng? So, Xiaoyou, who is your tutor? " Qi Yayu was slightly surprised.

Zhou Wen is so young that he already has such a state of cultivation. He thought that Zhou Wen should be a student of Leng Zongzheng. This time he came to Luoyang, he intended to challenge Leng Zongzheng.

"Princess." Zhou Wen subconsciously replied.

Because after the princess left, Zhou Wen had a lot of things to do, and had little contact with his new tutor. His mind still stayed when the princess was a tutor. Moreover, the princess and Wang Mingyuan were both from the royal family of Luoyang, and Zhou Wen subconsciously preferred to recognize the princess as his tutor.

Qi Yayu thought for a moment. He had never heard of this name. In fact, Qi Yayu didn't think much of other tutors in Xiyang college. He thought that the only one worthy of his fight in Xiyang college was the president Leng Zongzheng. So he didn't know much about other tutors in Xiyang college, only a few famous ones.

Although those mentors are well-known in the Federation, Qi Yayu really doesn't regard them as rivals.

Although Zhou Wen is not a student taught by Leng Zongzheng, since he is a student of sunset college and has made such achievements at such a young age, Qi Yayu also wants to know how far Zhou Wen has come.

At the beginning, Qi Yayu just saw that Zhou Wenxin's spiritual cultivation was good. In front of their master and apprentice, he was still calm and unaffected by them. He thought the young student was good.

Later benzhenying tried to force Zhou Wen to do it. Qi Yajie saw that Zhou Wenzhen was not ordinary, and his martial arts level was not low, but the specific level was not obvious.

"Nothing else. I want to keep playing." Zhou Wen bowed his head and wanted to continue playing the game.

Qi Yayu is noncommittal. He looks at the peony outside the stone pavilion. A gust of wind blows, and a withered petal falls down and blows into the stone pavilion. He reaches out his slender finger and sandwiches the petal between his fingers.

"Xiaoyou, look at the difference of this petal." As he said that, Qi Yayu held the petals between his index finger and middle finger and stretched forward to Zhou wenmian.

Zhou Wen felt a slight tremor and couldn't help looking up at Qi Yayu.

Qi Ya Yu's finger didn't reach out fast, but it fell into Zhou Wen's eyes, but the scene was completely different.

The vitality of the whole peony garden seems to move with Qi Yayu, just as Qi Yayu is the master of the peony garden, and the eight hundred Li Peony Garden moves with his power.

Zhou Wen felt that he was not facing Qi Yayu, but the sea of hundreds of millions of flowers in the whole peony garden. The power gathered on the petals was like the sea of flowers, which made people unable to see the edge, and immediately felt great pressure.

Zhou Wen, with a serious look, sat on the bench and pointed like a sword to the petals sent by Qi Yayu, holding the other side of the petals.

In a flash, Zhou Wen felt a strange force coming.

As the flowers bloom and fall, the sun rises and sets, and from life to death, Zhou Wen only feels that his body is rapidly aging, and time is rapidly passing by.

Qi Yayu's eyes flashed a different color. He used to practice the first-class sword in the second day. The so-called first-class sword in the second day. The general truth is that there is sun and moon in the day, and people are divided into yin and Yang. The first-class sword technique in the second day emphasizes the complementary of yin and Yang.

In the second day, the first-class warriors usually hold the Taidao in their right hand and the small Taidao in their left hand. One Yang and one Yin lead to endless changes.

Qi Yayu has a very high talent. After many years of training and understanding, he not only made the two-day first-class to the extreme, but also created a school of his own from the two-day first-class.

Qi Yayu has not named this school yet. This time he came to Luoyang to challenge Leng Zongzheng. If he can defeat him, he plans to name the school he created.

Because Zhou Wen is a student of Xiyang college, Qi Yayu originally intended to use his new techniques to test his spiritual cultivation and realm. He didn't really want to do it with him.

However, when he used the artistic conception of withered glory in his Sabre technique, he found that Zhou Wen was not affected at all. He could not help but gradually strengthened his will in kendo.

With the vicissitudes of life, Zhou Wen felt as if there were countless flowers from bloom to decline, as if the whole peony garden had become a tomb of flowers, and he was going from young to old, as if he was dying.

Qi Ya Yu was surprised to see that Zhou Wen was still unmoved. He had already thought highly of Zhou Wen, but he did not expect that the young man in front of him seemed to be stronger than he imagined. He could not help but strengthen his will of Kendo and changed his mind from withered and prosperous to life and death.

Benzhenying was watching, but she didn't feel anything. She only saw that Zhou Wen and Qi Yayu were holding petals on one side, one standing and the other sitting.

Benzhenying has some doubts. She doesn't know what her teacher Qi Yayu is doing, but she doesn't dare to disturb her. She has to wait patiently.

But looking at, the real cherry is staring big eyes.

I saw his teacher Qi Yayu's hair band broken, long hair scattered down, the long black hair, even gradually turned white, just a moment, a long black hair, became white.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" Benzhenying was so surprised that she stood up and wanted to rush to push Zhou Wen away.

Bang!

But benzhenying just walked a few steps towards Zhou Wen, and then she felt that she had run into a terrible force. She couldn't help but fly out and fell outside the stone pavilion. Her mouth overflowed with blood and her bones broke. She looked at Zhou Wen in the stone pavilion in horror and struggled for several times, but she couldn't get up.