The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 281 Interstellar Sports Anchor System (34)

Just as Jun Anzhi finished eating, Han Xiao came back in a hurry.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Han Xiao sat down and apologized politely to Jun Anzhi.

"It's nothing, I'm just eating here." Jun Anzhi smiled and said lightly.

"Admiral Han."

"Mr. Han..."

"Brother Han..."

Jun Anzhi heard that these women changed their superior appearance before, and spoke as if they were being strangled by someone, making their teeth sour.

Han Xiao frowned. Due to his good upbringing, he couldn't ignore these women, so he nodded coldly.

"Let's go."

"Don't you want to eat something first?" Jun Anzhi reminded seeing that the man didn't touch anything on the table after he sat down.

"Don't eat now, I'm not hungry yet."

"That's good." Jun Anzhi stood up and followed him.

Song Future stared at Jun Anzhi's back with resentment on his face, he didn't expect that he would mock him for a long time, and this poor ghost would not accept the trick!

"This is the head of the Han family, the Zhao family, the Wu family..." Han Xiao pointed to a table of people and introduced them to Jun Anzhi one by one.

Jun Anzhi only nodded to these people, as if he was not familiar with them.

"This is the representative of the Song family, you should be very familiar with it." Han Xiao pointed to Song Zhongkang's way to Jun'an.

Jun An looked up and down at the old man who looked like he was in his early fifties, "Is this the man I met not long ago tonight?"

"Yes." Han Xiao's black eyes flashed, and he said expressionlessly.

At this time, Song Zhongkang hated Han Xiao's special introduction to himself.

Because the eyes of some people around him became playful, the Song family's opponent, the Patriarch of the Wu family, even had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's because I was careless, I didn't dodge!" After Song Zhongkang went offline, he repeatedly recalled the situation of the battle at that time and compared it with the video.

He felt that with his tenth-level strength, if he hadn't been underwhelmed and beaten by the opponent for a while at the beginning, leaving no room for him to stand up, it would not be certain who would win.

Even if he can't win, he will definitely not lose so badly.

So it was Little Moon who attacked him in the beginning.

"Young man, don't talk about martial arts!" Song Zhongkang said to Jun'anzhi Song Zhongkang, which he had kept in his heart for a long time.

After Jun Anzhi heard his words, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a strange look on his face.

He waited for the old guy to say something amazing next.

After Song Zhongkang said this, he stopped talking, and looked disdainful to be with the people around him.

"Cough!" Jun Anzhi suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth, she thought that this guy would say, "Sneak attack on my sixty-something old comrade".

It seems that this guy still has to show his face, and he has not forgotten that he is a tenth-level gymnastics master.

If he said so, Jun Anzhi would suspect [-]% that this guy had been impaled.

"Brother Song, you are wrong. That was the arena where you challenged others. I watched the contest between you and Jun Jun more than ten times, and I couldn't find any violation at all..."

The head of the Wu family said to Song Zhongkang with a smile on his face.

Song Zhongkang:!

If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb. If you don't bite the bullet and "read it more than ten times," I will believe you!

The Wu family and the Song family were old rivals, and my ten thousand-year-old rival saw me in the most embarrassing appearance, but I still couldn't refute it.

This feeling of suffocating blood made Song Zhongkang's chest ache.

He took a deep breath to suppress his temper and forced a smile, "Brother Wu is right."

As he said that, in order to appear magnanimous, he pulled a stiff smile towards Jun Anzhi.

"For martial arts competitions, there are winners and losers. It's not a shame for Brother Song to lose to Jun Xiaoyou."

The head of the Li family laughed, trying to ease the embarrassing atmosphere at the table.

"Yes, yes! Although Xiaoyou Jun defeated Brother Song with a seventh-level strength, Brother Song just said that he was careless..."

The head of the Liu family seemed to be speaking for Song Zhongkang, but he didn't even hide his mocking tone.

Song Zhongkang received another [-] critical hits, and he felt that the world was full of malice against him.

He had completely forgotten that he had stabbed other people's wounds in the same way before.

Murderers, people will always kill them!
The fruit he planted by himself will be eaten even on his knees...

Song Zhongkang glanced at Jun Anzhi vaguely, thinking of the dead man he sent out in the morning.

I believe that after this banquet is over, there will no longer be an anchor named Little Moon in this interstellar world.

Offended the Song family, but still want to live alive and kicking?Was it with his permission?

Death is her only way of redemption.

Jun Anzhi ignored Song Zhongkang's hidden murderous intent, and with a smile on his face, he quietly looked at the invisible sword, light and sword on the table.

Alas, it's hypocrisy for the bosses to tear each other out. If it were her, she would definitely stab the opponent with no art.

Looking at Song Zhongkang's cynicism, Jun Anzhi felt that he might understand why this guy wanted to kill him.

As the instigator, without any deep background behind him, isn't it a matter of course to be treated as a punching bag?

At the banquet, after these people mocked Song Zhongkang from head to toe, you finally put the purpose of having a banquet on the table.

"Jun Xiaoyou, in this world, do gods really exist? And what is the internal force in ancient martial arts?"

The head of the Lin family first asked Jun Anzhi the first question impatiently.

"There are no gods in this world. Internal force is a kind of 'qi' that you cultivate in your body when you practice your body."

Jun Anzhi glanced at Patriarch Lin, and replied calmly.

"So what happened to what you told the boy from the Mo family during the live broadcast a few days ago, about cultivating immortal swordsmanship?" A certain family leader said in a bad tone and looked at Jun Anzhi with sharp eyes.

"The sword technique of cultivating immortals is the sword technique of cultivating immortals! Because there are no immortals in this world, the Mohist's sword technique is actually not as powerful as it is rumored to be."

Jun Anzhi said with an innocent smile.

"Then what about the Han family's Dugu Nine Swords, will it really be invincible after practice?"

"Yes! But there are very few people who can do it well." Jun Anzhi said truthfully.

To practice Dugu Nine Swords, its own conditions are very harsh.

What she didn't say was that the Dugu Nine Swords didn't have to be mastered, even if they mastered the first five moves, they could walk sideways in this interstellar world.

Hmm... at least, the untrained Dugu Nine Swordsmanship will be slightly better than the martial arts practiced by everyone here.

"Then... what kind of method do you need to practice?" It was the Patriarch of the Han family who asked.

"You have to figure it out by yourself, I can't help you." Jun Anzhi said bluntly.

She has already given away the cheats like cabbage, so why not practice it?

He tilted his head and glanced at Han Xiao. If this guy practices, he wonders if he can penetrate the ninth form when he burps?

This guy is very intelligent and talented, Jun Anzhi has some hopes for this guy.

Thinking that I didn't understand the ninth form, I wanted to see if this person could do it.

Patriarch Han was speechless for a long time. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after seeing Han Xiao's eyes, he silently closed his mouth.

(End of this chapter)