The white-bearded old man's face turned black from waiting.
He looked at Jiang Wang, obviously very resentful.
Jiang Wangze immediately moved out of the wicker chair and lay down. Xiaoyu squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs. This scene made the white-bearded old man's complexion darker.
He still didn't understand why Jiang Wang insisted on walking over slowly.
If he has no cultivation and is just pretending, but to such an extent, even if he has a background to rely on and confidence that he can get out alive, how should he fight the battle in front of him? You don't have the ability, but you pretend to be like this, just to get beaten up? Are you deliberately delaying the beating?
To say that Jiang Wang was the weak-headed Mr. Jiang, the white-bearded old man was no longer willing to believe it.
Under the sunset, there is Lu Xiuxiu's figure.
She stood with her sword in hand and looked at Jiang Wang silently.
The fat monk scratched his head. There was something wrong with the atmosphere.
Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "Wait for me to rest for a while."
Lu Xiuxiu frowned.
The white-bearded old man looked gloomy.
The gatekeeper suddenly became nervous. He said to Lu Xiuxiu: "We must fight seriously."
Lu Xiuxiu narrowed her eyes, then nodded slowly.
The white-bearded old man said bluntly: "I'm afraid that Xiu Xiu will kill him with one move if he gets serious, so it's best to explain some things clearly in advance."
He wanted to see Jiang Wang's reaction.
But Jiang Wang didn't respond.
The fat monk realized something, his face turned pale, and he said with a trembling voice: "Are you really going to fight with Senior Sister Lu?"
Jiang Wang smiled and said: "Among the entire younger generation of monks in the Qingshan Sect, you are the only one who can watch the battle. You are really lucky."
Thinking about the words of the white-bearded old man in front of him, the fat monk said in panic: "Although that is the case, this is obviously not an ordinary sparring, it will cost people's lives!"
Jiang Wang shook his head and said, "No, I will be merciful."
The fat monk looked at him with astonishment on his face and was speechless for a moment.
The white-bearded old man snorted coldly.
Whether it is a mule or a horse, we will know soon.
There was a moment of silence before Lu Xiuxiu asked, "Are you ready to rest?"
Jiang Wang stretched, looked at her and said, "Almost."
"Then come on."
As soon as Jiang Wang got up, Ah Kong lay down on the wicker chair, gnawing on steamed buns and watching the show with a smile.
The fat monk was inexplicably nervous, and he still didn't fully understand what the situation was like. It seemed that this good-looking junior brother or senior brother was not here to pay respects to the mountain gate, but more like a challenge.
No matter how you look at it, they are all people who have not started practicing yet. How dare he?
Jiang Wang stood opposite Lu Xiuxiu.
The two stared at each other.
Jiang Wang said, "You go first."
Lu Xiuxiu did not refuse and said, "Okay."
She raised her sword, her white clothes fluttering, and the green mountain energy suddenly condensed here.
When it comes to being serious, she really has no reservations.
The cold breath made it difficult for the fat monk to breathe. He looked at the others and sadly found that everyone's expressions were as usual. He grabbed the handle of the wicker chair and sat down tremblingly on the ground, thinking to himself, I must die!
Jiang Wang raised his hand to cover his forehead. His robes were blown by the strong wind, and his body was swaying. He immediately attached two nectar charms to himself. This action alone was extremely difficult.
The white-bearded old man's tone suddenly became relaxed and he smiled: "It seems that you guessed wrong. How could this guy be the weak-minded Mr. Jiang?"
The gatekeeper pointed at the fat monk and said hesitantly: "Under Xiuxiu's momentum, it was difficult for the Dongming monk to resist. Although he was a little unbearable and even took out the talisman for no apparent reason, in comparison, he was much better than the little fat man. This That’s enough to prove something.”
The white-bearded old man frowned, which indeed made sense.
"Is he pretending on purpose? He climbed the mountain slowly like an ordinary person and behaved so weakly. What is his purpose? Is he just disgusting? I think he may indeed come from a large sect and have a profound background. The talisman must also be something special. It's an ordinary talisman, he can perform better than that little fat guy, I'm afraid there is some magic weapon hidden on him."
This explanation makes more sense, otherwise the white-bearded old man would not be able to figure out why he behaved like this if it was really Mr. Jiang.
He has been cautious enough and tried many times, but now, the situation is basically certain.
After all, it's Yuxue. How many Yuxue are there in Kutan?
Which bath snow would do such a trick?
No matter how much I tried to pretend in the past, it’s now this time, is there still a need to pretend?
The truth is only true weakness, not pretending to be weak.
The white-bearded old man was considering whether to give Lu Xiuxiu a hint and kill Jiang Wang directly.
It's a small matter for Zhou Xiaoming, but it's a big deal if the Qingshan Pai is crushed. This is the face of the Qingshan Sect and cannot be insulted.
Thinking of this, the white-bearded old man's face suddenly turned cold, but as soon as he said a word, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Lu Xiuxiu took a step with her sword. The whistling wind of the sword and the sound of explosions in the air made the fat monk in a trance. However, Jiang Wang, who was swaying, managed to get out of the way with his shaky steps.
The moment the sword edge passed by, Jiang Wang stood firm suddenly, and a crater exploded under his feet. He stretched out his hand to push forward seemingly lightly. The next moment, Lu Xiuxiu was knocked away with his sword.
It directly smashed through a huge boulder, sending up billowing smoke.
Jiang Wang apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control it."
When the power of the Kingdom of God first emerged, it was indeed very overbearing, and it was difficult to take it back.
The white-bearded old man was dumbfounded.
The gatekeeper looked solemn.
The fat monk slapped himself and shouted in pain: "I didn't dream! Senior Sister Lu was beaten away!"
He looked at Jiang Wang in disbelief.
Unexpectedly, some people look weak on the surface, but are actually very strong.
Then his expression suddenly tightened.
not good!
Senior Sister Lu, who has always been cold and arrogant, is invincible in Qingshan Sect. When has she ever experienced something like this? But now that Senior Sister Lu's embarrassed appearance is seen by him, it seems to be a matter of death!
He wanted to run, but his legs were weak and he fell to the ground, then pushed forward with all his strength to pupate.
The white-bearded old man was trembling.
Just a little bit.
He almost said the fatal words, but he didn't understand. If Jiang Wang was really Mr. Jiang, how could he reasonably explain the previous events?
Looking at Jiang Wang's apologetic face, the white-bearded old man's face twitched.
He realized a problem.
He only thought about bathing in the snow, but ignored that Jiang Wang was actually very young.
Even though the words "Weak Guan Bathing Snow" appeared clearly in my mind.
In fact, Mr. Jiang is really young, so there seems to be no big problem if he behaves in a way that the old guy doesn't understand.
After all, who in the bathing snow realm he was thinking about was very young? Since he is not young, how can he do inexplicable things.
The real older generation in Bathing Snow Realm, when faced with Jiang Wang, would either not take Qingshan Sect seriously or directly kill him. How could they be so leisurely and carefree as to pretend to be weak and fight with juniors, even in Qingshan? Take a leisurely walk?
A fight is about to begin, and you still have to pretend that you can't stand still?
This guy almost made a mistake for me!
The white-bearded old man was both angry and afraid.
Is this fun?
It couldn’t be any more fun!
The old man with a white beard, who was annoyed and frightened, was thinking wildly.
The gatekeeper looked at Lu Xiuxiu with a deep expression.
Although the scene was very embarrassing, Lu Xiuxiu was not that embarrassed at this time.
She smoothed her messy hair and looked at Jiang Wang indifferently.
Even if the scene just now had a high probability of confirming Jiang Wang's identity, at least he was a very strong monk, Lu Xiuxiu did not show the slightest panic. Her mood was not disturbed, and she drew her sword seriously again.
Just hear a roar.
Jiang Wang's eyes were filled with sword light.
He turned his head slightly in surprise. Lu Xiuxiu's figure was already at his side. The sword edge even fell on Jiang Wang's shoulder. There was a tear in his robe, but that was all. The sword was placed directly on Jiang Wang's shoulder. On Jiang Wang's shoulders, it is difficult to get down.
Lu Xiuxiu opened her eyes wide, and was surprised that Jiang Wang was actually a strong martial artist. Such a sharp sword only cut through his clothes without damaging him at all.
Jiang Wang smiled and flicked the sword with his finger. The tremor was instantly transmitted to Lu Xiuxiu's wrist and then to the entire arm. She groaned and quickly retreated, staggering slightly. The right hand holding the sword trembled violently. She suddenly used her left hand to Hold it down, gasping for air.
The rumors did not say that Mr. Jiang was a martial artist, so Lu Xiuxiu had to be shocked, but when she thought that Jiang Wang had such a physique, he was panting like that when he was walking slowly. What kind of bad taste could it be?
After all, hearing is worse than meeting. At this moment, Lu Xiuxiu's heart seemed to have undergone a huge change in the image of Mr. Jiang who was weak and weak.
Or maybe he is indeed very strong, but not Mr. Jiang?
Some of Kutan Shaoxue and others are also from the older generation. At least on the surface, the only one in Kutan who is very young is Mr. Jiang.
Even if it is Xie Wuxing, the true disciple of Jiange, Lu Xiuxiu is confident that he can defeat him. There are very few young people who truly belong to Kutan and are qualified to be looked down upon by Lu Xiuxiu.
Xie Wuxing can barely be counted as one, Ruoshui Qiu of Wushen Temple can also be counted as one, and the third-level Xuansu who came to prominence at the Autumn Festival for the first time in Youye, although he practiced in Longchan Wushen Temple, he came from Kutan Jiuxian Town Hammer girl.
And Xiao Shinian, who came from Longchan, was also noticed by her.
Although Lu Xiuxiu has high ambitions, she is not blind enough to set her goal on the entire Sui Dynasty. The first thing she has to do is to become the strongest among the younger generation of Kutan. In the process, no matter what realm the young people come from, they will all It's worth it, of course she will pay attention.
The Autumn Festival is a competition for young disciples among sects, and it is also an opportunity for ordinary people to leap over the dragon gate. Those who already have sects can go to the divine capital to get some rewards, or even be given a title by the Holy One. For Lu Xiuxiu, Not very attractive.
Therefore, she only participated in the Autumn Festival once, and she even gave up her position in the top three because she found it boring.
What she cares about most is practice and becoming stronger.
Regardless of whether it was Xie Wuxing or Ruo Shuiqiu, Lu Xiuxiu actually did not regard them as real opponents until the weak Mr. Jiang appeared and his reputation spread throughout Kutan. That became Lu Xiuxiu's most important thing besides practicing.
She has always believed that she will be the first of the younger generation of Kutan to break through the snow. It can be said that the first time Jiang Wang's name came to her ears, Lu Xiuxiu's goal was to defeat Jiang Wang. .
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