My wife is the reborn boss

Lu Sanyou put his saber back into its sheath, cupped his hands, and sighed, "The skills are inferior to others, so I'm willing to bow down."

Zhao Xiling nodded, "You played well."

Then he turned and left.

Wu Qiong said silently, "How did the two decide the winner, did you see it?"

Ye Qingxuan said in a daze, "No"

Rebooting with a smile, "Don't worry about these details. Come on! Let's start explaining the next match!"

"Alas"

There was booing from the audience.

"Ahem." Wu Qiong pretended not to hear, "The next match is between Ximenji and Ji Deyuan. What do you two think of this match?"

"Ji Deyuan is No. 60 on the list of top four masters. His lightness kung fu and acupressure skills are superb! Therefore, the poor monk is more optimistic about Ji Deyuan." Jie Ze calmly analyzed.

"No." Ye Qingxuan retorted, "Ximenji of the Pindao Temple should be a good swordsman. Although I don't know why he abandoned the sword and used a knife, but he was able to escape from the hands of Brother Wu, who was No. 1 on the list and now No. [-] on the list." , I think there must be something brilliant, so Pindao is optimistic about Ximenji."

Wu Qiong smiled without saying a word.

He won't say anything about the fact that Ximenji was defeated by him with a single sword.

Rebooting "That's it"

"Wait a minute." Ye Qingxuan interrupted him when he suddenly remembered something, "Ahem, our door has opened various markets for this competition at the gate of the martial arts arena. If you want to bet, please go to the arena in an orderly manner." Outside the gate, look for real person Ziyang from my door to place a bet."

Wu Qiong said in a low voice, "Brother Dao, are you still doing spinach?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled wryly and said, "My teacher asked me to, and the poor can't do anything about it."

Jie Se scratched his bald head, and asked suspiciously, "Then your master doesn't know how to manipulate the game?"

"Probably not?" Ye Qingxuan was a little hesitant. "At least the contestants from outside will not manipulate the results of the competition."

Wu Qiong sighed, and sure enough Ziyang's heart is also dark.

"Okay, the competition is about to start." Rebooting brought the topic back on track, "Huh? Ji Deyuan is also a handsome guy. Speaking of which, the poor monk has a question. In the last round, Zhao Xiling looked beautiful, but there was no cheering at the scene. Sound? That doesn't make sense."

Wu Qiong explained for him, "Master, you don't understand this. The venue is so big, and audiences with average internal strength or who don't understand internal strength can't see the faces of the contestants at all. But those who can see the faces clearly, their attention The focus is also on strength rather than appearance."

After rebooting, he understood immediately, and he started with "So?"

Wu Qiong smiled and said, "So when there are female players on the stage, we have to focus on introducing their appearance."

Fits perfectly!

clap clap clap!

The audience applauded thunderously, as if agreeing with Wu Qiong's words.

"Okay, let's watch this competition." Ye Qingxuan brought the topic that was getting more and more biased back to the right track again, "Ji Deyuan is known as 'walking with light soul', and his lightness skill must be unique."

Jie Se answered, "And Ximenji didn't use a knife in this competition, but a sword. The poor monk looked at his body skills, and he should also follow the path of lightness."

Wu Qiong concluded, "Anyway, this will be a battle between dragons and tigers. Alright! The game begins! Ximenji took the lead and used a salted fish stab! The speed is so fast! Let us see how Ji Deyuan will respond! Ji Deyuan he"

Before Ji Deyuan could react, the long sword in Ximenji's hand was already on his neck.

"Alas"

The melon-eaters in the auditorium who didn't know the truth booed everywhere.

And the warriors who could see clearly all looked dignified.

"This Ximenji is so fast!"

Jie Se frowned slightly, "Brother Wu, Taoist priest, do you understand? How could he be so fast!"

Ye Qingxuan said softly, "Pindao feels that he must have used some secret method to instantly double his speed. But this kind of secret method may be harmful to the body."

Wu Qiong, who is a congenital master, agreed, "Brother Dao is right. I didn't expect Ximenji to touch the edge of 'Heaven and Man'. His attribute should be thunder and lightning. Just now he borrowed a little power of thunder and lightning to stimulate himself." , to double his own speed in an instant. But with his cultivation base of 'Acquired Great Perfection' at this time, it seems that the load on his body is very serious, and this move should not be able to be used for a long time."

"The Power of Thunder and Lightning" rebooted after thinking for a moment, and said, "As far as the poor monk knows, the 'Thunder Sword Master' Ximen Chui, who has the innate attribute of thunder and lightning, is the seventh in the heaven list! Ximenji has the same surname as him, and also uses a sword. They have the same power of lightning, so I don't know what is the relationship between the two of them?"

"Ximenji took his wife and children away from home. I think there is some difficulty in coming here." Wu Qiong said with a smile, "We don't need to ask, after all, who in the world has not passed?"

Chapter 1 The Story of Ximenji

"Okay, then let's start the next duel." The voice of rebooting was like a bell.

"Master, it's better to forget it." Wu Qiong whispered.

Curious about rebooting, "Why is this? Brother Wu, you want to practice the Tao of Water, isn't this just right?"

He said that the phase explanation was in the process of getting started, and he didn't want it to end so soon.

"I feel a little embarrassed." Wu Qiong's expression was a little unnatural, "Too much water is not good after all."

"How could it be?" Ye Qingxuan said with a smile, "When Pindao went out to Shaolin before, he had heard a few books. Some storytellers can say tens of thousands of words just by talking about two people competing in martial arts; Compared with this kind of competition scene, how can it end without nearly a hundred thousand words? Brother Wu, you are not good enough in the cultivation of water."

Wu Qiong sighed, "But storytelling still depends on stories to attract audiences. Let's put aside the cultivation of the Way of Water for now."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Since Brother Wu has made up his mind, let's speed up the progress of the explanation."

So, the screen changed, and today's 96 to 48 match has all ended.

Ximenji, who sent his wife and daughter back in advance, was rubbing the small stove in the courtyard of the guest room with Wu Qiong and others.

Ximenji sighed while holding his teacup, "I really didn't expect that the three top players in the rankings were all eliminated in the first round."

Lin Daohan, No. 90 on the list of "Impermanence of Good Fortune", was defeated by an unknown foreign contestant.

Wu Qiong curled his lips, "Brother Ximen, you are inflated."

Don't forget that you are my defeat.

Although he didn't have any thoughts about Ximenxiu other than accepting apprentices, Ximenji made his daughter hide from him, which still made him very upset.

Ximen smiled awkwardly and remained silent.

"Amitabha, let's not talk about this for now." Rebooting came out to smooth things over, "It's too unreliable to talk about things like lists."

Wu Qiong explained, "This is normal. If the information of those masters who are anonymous and have no record can be known by the list, Da Zhou would have ruled the world long ago."

"Besides, rankings on the list are just fun to watch. They are also No.10. The tenth place in Yaowanggu is not even Xiantian. The tenth place in your Shaolin Temple may be "Taoism." "Natural environment", is there any comparison? By the way, the "Taoist natural environment" of your top schools is much more than the ones on the list."