It's not a pity that Jiang Changkong consumes so many resources.
He treated his direct disciples as if they were his own sons, and there was no way he would be reluctant to part with them.
The problem is, this guy consumes too much.
In just ten days, if calculated in terms of value, it would be worth at least one million spiritual stones.
If this continues, he will be completely consumed by this kid in less than a year.
Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
Therefore, next, he is going to start to resume his old career, go to various major forces to fight against the autumn wind, and find resources for his precious apprentice.
In addition, the demons should also leave.
The demons are getting bolder and bolder, and now they dare to infiltrate the royal family.
Although it is the Daqian Empire now, other royal families may not have it.
Even other major forces... well, maybe there are forces large and small that may be infiltrated by the demons.
It's time to get some banging done.
His thoughts returned to his apprentice.
It was both reasonable and unexpected for his apprentice to punch Lang Xiaopei away from Baihu Peak.
He also didn't expect that his apprentice would give up using the sword and use fists instead.
But after thinking about it for a moment, I understood what the apprentice was thinking. He was probably afraid of hurting the opponent with his sword, so he simply sent the opponent away with his fists.
The apprentice had told him a few days ago that the sword was for killing people, not for competition.
Therefore, this kid simply used his fist for the final blow.
As everyone knows, this will cause greater harm to the other party.
You, a swordsman, send people away with your fists. This is too insulting.
No wonder no one understands it.
Seeing Qin Tianzheng looking at him eagerly, Ying Wudao could only say lightly:
"I just know it, just like you."
Yeah?
Qin Tianzheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Not only him, but even Wu Daoze and others did not believe what Ying Wudao said.
When your apprentice just used his fist, you didn't make any movement at all.
Obviously, I must have known it for a long time!
I deliberately buried such a hole to show off.
You conspicuous bag!
All the big guys looked disdainful.
There should be no way and no choice.
But there was no explanation.
These are the disciple's trump cards. Explaining them is tantamount to exposing the disciple's trump card.
He wouldn't do such stupid things.
However, after consuming so many resources, the power of this physical body is indeed very terrifying.
Is this kid going to take the route of physical sanctification?
A top swordsman who can perform forbidden sword skills and is physically invincible. Who else in the world can be his opponent?
Ying Wudao felt terrible just thinking about it.
But it's more about pride.
This is my apprentice!
Rarely seen in a thousand years!
"Tsk, tsk, I have such a good eye!"
Ying Wudao has a beautiful heart.
As for being hit by his apprentice's talent, he automatically chose to ignore it.
In the arena.
The referee loudly announced: "Jiang Changkong wins!"
Hustle...a warm round of applause.
As for Lang Xiaopei, who broke the ground in the audience, no one took a second look.
The light always belongs to the winner.
Lang Xiaopei was lying on the ground, listening to the flood of applause, and looking at the sky blankly.
Once upon a time, he also enjoyed such treatment.
But within just a few years, this treatment had completely disappeared.
It is the general who pushes the waves in front to push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach!
After a long while, Lang Xiaopei stood up and looked towards the ring.
Jiang Changkong glanced at him on the stage, and then hugged him, and heard Jiang Changkong's voice: "Let's have a drink together when you have time."
Lang Xiaopei's eyes lit up.
Nod slightly.
Then he turned and left.
"The second game, Wen Ren Chaosheng versus Jiang Changkong."
the referee shouted.
Uh-huh...
A figure flew towards the ring, holding a large black gun in his hand.
This is a tall and burly young man, with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, a strong back and strong arms, and thick arms. He is obviously a fierce man known for his strength.
No one who can become a direct disciple is bad, they are all geniuses among geniuses.
As soon as Wen Ren Chaosheng came on stage, someone screamed in the stands: "Fuck, it's Wen Ren Chaosheng! Wow, wow, wow, it's really Wen Ren Chaosheng! Hahaha... It's really Wen Ren Chaosheng! So happy... "
Wenren Chaosheng had a cold face, but after hearing these words, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
As a young person, it is of course very comfortable to be admired by others.
This is not vanity, it is recognition.
But the next sentence made the expression on Wenren Chaosheng's face freeze.
"...It's so merciful that I finally saw Wenren Chaosheng alive!"
Wenren Chaosheng's mouth twitched.
Damn it, couldn’t I have been a dead person before?
Jiang Changkong watched Wen Renchaosheng's face turn from happy to angry, and a smile appeared on his face.
He cupped his fists and said, "I saw Brother Wenren alive in Changkong, Xiajiang River."
A stiff smile appeared on Wenren Chaosheng's face.
He didn't dare to be casual about Jiang Changkong.
Not only Jiang Changkong's identity, but more importantly, he had just punched Lang Xiaopei away.
Although Lang Xiaopei's strength is not as good as him.
But even he didn't dare to say that he could knock Lang Xiaopei away with one punch.
It can be seen that Jiang Changkong's power is extremely terrifying.
So what he had to do next was to prevent Jiang Changkong from getting close.
As long as Jiang Changkong is not allowed to get close, Jiang Changkong's powerful power cannot be exerted.
Is power still considered power if it cannot be exerted?
Wenren Chaosheng raised the corners of his mouth, cupped his fists and said, "I am Wenren Chaosheng, a disciple of Qinglong Peak, the eighth level of Xiantian."
This time, no one commented on "nine heavens, one heaven and one heaven".
This law had just been broken by Jiang Changkong's punch.
So, everyone was watching silently, very civilized.
If someone hadn't screamed to see Wenren Chaosheng alive, the crowd would probably not have gotten excited, and everything was quiet.
The referee explained the rules again and then said: "Now, the game begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wenren Chaosheng's big spear stabbed towards Jiang Changkong like a swimming dragon.
The distance of tens of feet was reached in an instant.
The sharp spear point pierced Jiang Changkong's chest.
The gunfire filled the air, as if there were hundreds of spearheads stabbing at him, and it was impossible to tell which one was real.
Or maybe it's all true.
Jiang Changkong looked at it intently. Under the bright light of the sword's heart, the countless gun lights that appeared rapidly turned into the trajectory of the big gun in his eyes, and slowed down.
Jiang Changkong waved his bare hand and flicked his fingers. The huge force bounced the tip of the gun away, and then he instantly grabbed the tip of the gun.
The other hand slapped the barrel of the gun sharply.
The huge force directly pressed Wenren Chaosheng to the ground. If he didn't let go, he would be chewed up in the mud.
Hearing that Ren Chaosheng was shocked.
Seize weapons with bare hands!
How can this be a close battle? This is bullying!
It was as if he was a baby holding a big gun, and the other party was an adult and a warrior, and he could snatch the big gun away with just one blow.
It is absolutely a huge shame to have weapons taken away in public.
Jiang Changkong also knew this, so he didn't pull away and take it away. Instead, he slapped it hard and at the same time, the hand that grabbed the gun barrel suddenly moved forward.
The huge force caused the tail of the gun barrel to instantly hit Wenren Chaosheng's chest.
There's a breast shield there.
Jiang Changkong had already discovered this.
Wenren Chaosheng groaned, and his body flew out like the wind.
But his hands were still firmly grasping the barrel of the gun.
This is his last dignity.
As the saying goes, there are people and guns.
As a powerful gunslinger, your gun is your first lifeline.
Wenren Chaosheng turned into a parabola and fell down to the ring.
This time, Jiang Changkong was gentler and did not let Wen Ren Chaosheng hit the ground like Lang Xiaopei did.
After landing on the ring, he just took a dozen steps back and stabilized his body.
Under the ring, Wenren Chaosheng's hands were trembling.
Jiang Changkong's powerful strength made his arms numb. You must know that he is an eighth-level innate person.
And he himself is taking the power route.
But now he has been completely blown away in his most advantageous aspect.
There was a storm in his heart.
From the blow just now, he clearly felt that Jiang Changkong was very powerful, ridiculously powerful!
He felt that it was stronger than the ordinary martial arts golden elixir in the early stage.
Is this really just the fourth level of Xiantian?
How could a fourth-level innate warrior possess such powerful power?
Could it be that this body is not his? But a strong man who took away the golden elixir of martial arts?
Wenren Chaosheng had random thoughts in his mind.
But he quickly denied his conjecture.
Let’s not talk about whether we can seize the golden elixir of martial arts. Even a strong man who seizes the golden elixir of martial arts cannot keep up with his soul power.
Unless he is a big shot.
But if it was, how could the Master Ying, who was in the Feitian Realm, not see it.
Therefore, we can only say that Jiang Changkong is born with divine power!
The scene was silent again.
Wenren Chaosheng was defeated so quickly, and in a confused way.
A spear was thrust out, and then Jiang Changkong grabbed the barrel of the gun and sent it forward. Wenren Chaosheng flew out.
On the surface, it looks so fake!
Everyone can tell if it's fake.
But he didn't say it.
Because there are many big guys present.
The expressions on the faces of these big guys became more and more exciting. Apparently, they did not realize that Jiang Changkong's power would be so great.
It can be seen that this is not fake, but real.
Everyone looked at Jiang Changkong as if they were looking at a monster.
You are obviously a descendant of the Sword Immortal, but why did you take the path of physical sanctification?
Shouldn't it be countless flying swords?
In the stands, Wu Dao looked at Ying Wudao and said with emotion: "You are not a simple disciple."
Everyone nodded seriously.
Ying Wudao smiled slightly, "I don't want it even if it's simple."
Everyone: "..."
Immodest!
But I also know that there is no need to be humble.
Being awesome is awesome, you can't pretend to be awesome.
Originally, everyone thought that their direct disciples were all top-notch geniuses.
But now compared with Jiang Changkong... they are all rubbish!
Ahem, my heart hurts!
Everyone looked at Ying Wudao with envy, jealousy and hatred.
Why didn't such a good disciple get his turn?
Then everyone looked at Qin Tianzheng resentfully.
When Jiang Changkong came to the Demon Suppression Hall, it was the fifth prince Qin Yu who picked him up. Qin Tian was the first to know about Jiang Changkong's strength.
Then, Qin Tianzheng told Ying Wudao the news immediately.
Everyone was still completely in the dark, but Ying Wudao had already caught Jiang Changkong immediately and made him his personal disciple.
Qin Tianzheng grinned at the resentful looks from everyone.
In front of these powerful men, he, the emperor, does not need too much majesty.
These people are the foundation of Da Qin and are also his friends.
Having too much majesty will make everyone farther and farther away from him.
Everything is done in moderation.
But in the face of everyone's resentful eyes, he had to comfort him when he needed it.
He said solemnly: "Changkong is not only a disciple of Hall Master Ying, but also a disciple of Demon Suppression Hall. He is the pride of everyone and the pride of the empire."
"It doesn't matter who is his master. What matters is that he is the future pillar of our Great Qin Empire."
"Every bit of resource you spend on him, dear friends, is contributing to the empire's prosperity and adding strength to the empire's destiny."
"Therefore, Jiang Changkong's success in the future will not only be the credit of Hall Master Ying, but also the credit of all my dear friends. Your achievements will always be engraved on the empire's glory list and last forever!"
As soon as this was said, everyone nodded, with smiles on their faces.
Ying Wudao secretly gave Qin Tianzheng a thumbs up.
As worthy of being an emperor, this move not only resolved everyone's unhappiness, but also made these big bosses willingly use their own resources to support Jiang Changkong.
People from the other three empires were also shocked.
They finally knew why Ying Wudao accepted Jiang Changkong as his disciple.
This physical strength is so outstanding!
However, so far, apart from his great strength, he doesn't seem to have any outstanding points in his swordsmanship, that is, he swung his sword at the beginning of the battle against Lang Xiaopei.
Compared to his strength, Jiang Changkong's swordsmanship was mediocre.
The big bosses of Luohua Palace and Piaomiao Pavilion had completely opposite views than the people of the three empires.
Mainly because the Saint Xuelan of Luohua Palace and the eldest lady Qiu Feng of Piaomiao Pavilion saw with their own eyes that Jiang Changkong had used powerful swordsmanship.
They knew that Jiang Changkong's swordsmanship was very powerful, but they did not expect that his physical strength was also extremely powerful.
"Is this the body of thunder?"
In the Luohua Palace camp, Saint Xuelan looked at Jiang Changkong on the central stage with shock and anticipation.
Naturally, she very much hopes that Jiang Changkong can become a member of Luohua Palace.
But that's no longer possible.
So, there is only one last way left.
That is marriage!
I just don’t know if the palace owner agrees.
Qiu Feng and Xue Lan, the eldest ladies of Piaomiao Pavilion, had the same idea.
But for now, she has not yet obtained her father's consent.
What's more important is that she can't make the decision herself. There are many things that Piaomiao Pavilion needs to consider.
He is also a super power. If he marries Jiang Changkong, he may become a vassal of the Qin Empire if he is not careful.
This is what these two major forces do not want to see.
Therefore, although this matter seems to be a good thing, when it is actually implemented, there are many concerns and requires long-term planning.
These two ice-snow and smart women knew this very well.
And these two women also knew very well that they were both competing for Jiang Changkong.
So, they are all waiting now.
Waiting for an opportunity.
