Sanqing waved his little hand perfunctorily.
She calls her whatever she likes.
Turning around, he met Wu Sheng's cold eyes. Sanqing bared his teeth at him unwilling to be outdone, but the little boy looked back as if nothing had happened.
But Sanqing knew that he was provoking himself.
Really pissed off the bird.
Sanqing thought angrily, gritting his teeth.
Elder Zhaoyingshan's rich voice came from the arena, "Ji Bai of the Xiaoxing Sect, fighting against Li Wuxia of the Sword Sect."
Zhao Zhiying asked, "Miss Fu Zhu, is Brother Li from your Sword Sect?"
It seems like it should be stable. Miss Fu Zhu must have a very good understanding of the strength of her sect members.
If Fu Zhu knew what Zhao Zhiying was thinking, she would definitely tell him directly that she really didn't understand. After all, it’s been a long time since I saw the third senior brother wield a sword.
The girl said calmly: "My third senior brother."
Zhao Zhiying seemed to have difficulty understanding these four short words. It took him a while before he came back to his senses and asked, "Third Senior Brother?"
Miss Fu Zhu’s third senior brother?
Then what was he still doubting just now? Miss Fu Zhu was already the last kendo leader, and her three senior brothers are the current kendo leader. This is very reasonable.
"I suddenly remembered that there is a gambling game that tops the list and I need to go there."
"Miss Fu Zhu, do you want me to help you place bets on your third senior brother?"
Now that there are so many geniuses in the world of cultivation, it is hard to say who will be the leader. However, the bet on the leader started from the first day. Because the probability was too low, Zhao Zhiying did not participate.
Now that he knows that Brother Li is the third senior brother of Miss Fu Zhu, if he doesn't place a bet yet, he really doesn't even pick up the spirit stone, which is a mistake.
The girl raised her eyebrows lightly, looked at Zhao Zhiying, and said, "My senior brother asked the third senior brother to help me press five thousand spirit stones."
Zhao Zhiying nodded blankly, wondering whether he was hit by the number five thousand or something else.
Is Miss Fu Zhu so rich?
Are all the sword cultivators said to be poor?
Her senior brother is really nice.
Looking at his senior brother, he didn't look like a senior brother at all except for squeezing him.
Zhao Zhiying was so worried that he didn't even hear anyone calling him.
"Uncle Zhao, what happened to him?"
"Perhaps I lost too many spirit stones?"
"It's so miserable!" A disciple sighed. Fortunately, he still won a little.
One person said quietly: "We are worse off, okay? Uncle Zhao lost because of the spiritual stones he borrowed from us."
The surroundings were silent for a moment, and I was thankful afterwards, "Fortunately, he didn't hear me when I called Master Zhao just now."
"right."
The sword glowed brightly, reflecting on the viewing platform.
When Fu Zhu heard that the third senior brother was fighting against Ji Bai, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
The conversation around him could be heard word by word, and the evaluation of Ji Bai was not bad.
"I didn't expect that the declining Xiaoxing Sect could still produce Ji Bai."
"He has won three games in a row this year, right? With such a talent, it would be a pity to be in the Xiaoxing Sect."
"I heard earlier that Sect Leader Feng seemed to be interested in accepting him as his disciple. I don't know why he let it go."
"What are you talking about?" The speaker lowered his voice, "The Qiulian Sword Sect has spoken. If Ji Bai can enter the top twenty, he will be admitted to the Qiulian Sword Sect."
"Are these requirements too strict? There are less than three people in the top twenty of Qiulian Sword Sect every year, right?"
"With Zhenshan, Queyue Mountain, and Zhaoying Mountain, it's good to be able to enter three of them! Especially in recent years, the Sword Sect has so many swordsmanship geniuses who have appeared out of nowhere, and I have never even heard of their names before."
"Just like the last Fairy Fu Zhu, who has heard of this name, she suddenly broke the Taixuan Sword Sect's succession and became famous in the world of cultivation."
"So I think Ji Bai may not be able to win over this unknown Li Wuxia."
Some people are stubborn and say, "I'm still optimistic about Ji Bai."
"When the sect has declined to this point, it is really rare to never leave and have a heart of benevolence and righteousness that can shine through the sun and the moon."
"I didn't talk about his character, I just talked about his swordsmanship."
Sanqing's eyes lit up when he heard this. After a few people stopped talking, he still had some unfinished thoughts.
She raised her head and looked at the girl, "Fu Zhu, is your sect called Jian Sect? Why is there only two words?"
Hiji and Wu Sheng also looked at Fu Zhu curiously.
Fu Zhu thought for a while before finding the memory of the sect's name, "In the beginning, there was no pure swordsmanship sect in the world of cultivation. After the founder established the sect, he directly named it after the swordsmanship sect."
"Later, large and small sword sects were established. They all added the word "Jian Zong" to their names and changed their names to Chu Yuan Sword Sect. Finally, the four major sword sects were formed."
"The four great swordsmen sects were quarreling over each other in order to compete for superiority. For the sake of purity, the master wanted to change his sect name back to his original name and not participate in their debate."
But the other three major sword sects naturally disagree. They all add suffixes to their names. You just call them sword sects. This means that all the swordsmen in the world are born from this. Doesn't it mean that they are number one?
So regarding the name change of the Chu Yuan Sword Sect, a Chu Yuan Sword Club was held.
Each of the four major sword sects sends four disciples to take turns questioning the sword. If Zhenshan wins, he can change his sect name back to his original name.
The result is self-evident, Zhenshan won a great victory, and the word "Chu Yuan" was removed.
Very few people know about this past incident. The reason why Fu Zhu knows about it is because her master, Master Wen Chen, was among those who fought at that time.
After hearing this, Sanqing was as excited as chicken blood. Inexplicably, Fu Zhu couldn't understand it, so he ignored her.
After Ji Bai struggled to catch the sword on the field, the hand holding the sword was numb. Looking at the marks left by his retreat, he couldn't help complaining, what kind of luck did he have.
He actually got someone from the Sword Sect.
On the other hand, Ji Bai knew that Brother Li's swordsmanship was definitely better than his own.
Li Wuxia glanced at him unexpectedly and praised him sincerely, "Not bad, I can catch this sword."
If the other party's tone wasn't so sincere, Ji Bai couldn't help but suspect that he was mocking him.
Ji Bai looked serious and said, "Brother Li is so complimentary."
Ever since he secretly inquired about the enemy for the first time and was punished by fellow Taoist Fu Zhu with a sword, Ji Bai had set a rule for himself. No matter who drew a sword, he would at least catch it.
It's a pity that Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu didn't come to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition this year.
Ji Bai felt a little regretful. When he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure in a daze. He seemed to have seen him and smiled at him softly to say hello.
Ji Bai thought he was dazzled, how could he see Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu here? He looked again and saw that the girl was still where she was, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and the spring light was bright.
She actually remembered him and came to watch him fight. Ji Bai was extremely moved.
Li Wuxia glanced at this Xiaoxing Sect disciple strangely. His junior sister greeted him. Why was he excited?
Li Wuxia, who wanted to end the competition quickly and go to reminisce with his junior sister, held back no longer. Yun Qing said softly: "This sword is the fifth form of our Qianhua Sword Technique, Lichen Wuguang."
Ji Bai felt that it sounded strangely familiar.
But he didn't have time to think too much, the sky was dim, and only the cold sword energy, as bright as the moon, came before his eyes.
Ji Bai's hands were faster than his brain, and he used his own special move to catch it. The remaining sword energy caused white snow to rise.
The tired sword cultivator in green clothes put away his sword.
There was a sigh of relief in the audience.
The two swords defeating the enemy are never the same.
