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Mainly, the memories of the novels I read in my previous life are blurred in my mind, even if I want to find it, it is difficult to find one to imitate.

What's more, he has the physique of "pretending to be slapped in the face" and "wanting to act but being pretended by others". In fact, he is also afraid that his pretense will not be good.

"By the way, Miss Xie, do you have any good ideas?"

This girl is the model of a female lead, so it stands to reason that she should have some experience in pretending to face other female characters.

Wu Qiong felt that he could learn from it.

"No." Xie Yuzhen replied bluntly.

This guy licked his face and wanted to stay, not to mention that he dared to lead the bad Taoist leader to help him deceive the girl's feelings!

Now you still have the nerve to pretend to be nothing and ask me how to be handsome? !

It's too thick-skinned!

"Forget it then." Wu Qiong sneered.

He also knew that what he did was unethical, but after thinking about it, only Xie Yuzhen, who had a blood feud with the Qin royal family, could hide here.

"How do I pretend to be aggressive..." Wu Qiong muttered to himself.

He has already given up thinking because of his strength. With such a strong strength, F2 will frame A in the past and it will be over!

You see, isn't DIO the one who thinks he's invincible after drinking Er Qiao's blood?

There are countless such things in history. When you are weak, you work hard to operate. Once you feel that you have a great advantage, you will lose your IQ.

For example, Uncle Liu Huang.

So, when Wu Qiong was thinking about how to pretend to be aggressive, and when the outside world was undercurrent, it came five days later.

this day.

The seventh day of September.

Clear sky.

Cloudless.

Accompanied by the shaking of the ground, a huge cuboid boulder tens of feet high and several feet wide fell from the sky, and smashed into the middle of the square in front of the palace!

"The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament has officially begun!"

"The rules are as follows:

This time the number one in the world is divided into more than ten items such as fist, palm, knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook, fork, strange door, hidden weapon, etc. Masters of the innate realm and above can leave their names on the stone tablet superior!

After that, those who leave their names are not allowed to leave the imperial capital. Within ten days, those who want to challenge must compete with those who are challenged before they come to the stone tablet. The winner will keep his name, and the loser will be removed!

Those who leave their names on the stele cannot refuse the challenge, but if they are defeated in a place other than the stele square, the result will not be recognized.

Within ten days, those who are undefeated in four games will be recognized as the number one in the world to which they belong! "

Shut the words, the noise in the imperial capital shook the sky!

Countless Jianghu warriors from all directions rushed towards the large square in front of the palace.

But when they got close, no one dared to step into the square.

After a long time, one person walked out slowly against the whispers of the crowd.

"The universe is determined by thousands of knives, burning out the unyielding heart."

I saw that this person was dressed in coarse cloth, with a broad-bladed long knife behind him, with a firm face and indifferent eyes, walking towards the stone tablet step by step.

"Who is this person?" Someone asked.

How come you read poetry when you come on stage?Do you want to be so pretentious?

"He is Leng Qiran, the master of the Jue Dao Sect of Yuxing Dao, 'Tian Jue Gu Dao'. It is said that he is a man of 'Tao imitating the natural realm'. In the past, he defeated three masters of 'Tao imitating the natural realm' with one sword! Now I'm afraid I'll go one step further, and I don't know what level I've reached." Someone lamented.

Everyone looked at the person who made the sound, and saw that he was a rich middle-aged man with a goatee and wearing an official robe. A light flashed in his long and narrow eyes from time to time, and no one dared to look at him for a while. .

"Who are you? How do you know the name of Leng Qiran?" Someone asked again.

Portraits don't look like it these days, who knows what Leng Qiran looks like.

This goatee knows his origin, so he must not be an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man with the goatee smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "I have never forgotten my life, I am not an expert, but I just happen to know a little more."

He would never say that Leng Qiran gave him 100 taels of silver to help him promote it here.

"Wu Wang Sheng?!" Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that Your Excellency is the 'Three Uniques' Wu Wang Sheng who is known as the three best of martial arts, wisdom and virtue?!"

"You're being polite, it's all friends in the world who love you." Wu Wangsheng's face was about to burst into laughter.

For people who have cultivated to their level, rights, money, etc. are already floating clouds, and they are just pursuing the Dao and their own reputation!

"Sir, you are very skilled in martial arts, why don't you also end up fighting for a fight?" the man asked again.

"Brother, you are just joking. I am not here in my next ambition, and I have no interest in the so-called number one in the world, so I won't go into this muddy water." He felt good when the person praised him just now, so he also explained to the person in a friendly voice .

"So that's how it is..." The man wanted to say something more, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he said in surprise, "Huh? Another person is here!"

Everyone looked around, and saw a majestic and domineering man walking into the square, punching his fist and leaving his name on the stone tablet.

Pei Tugou!

Wu Wangsheng sighed: "Every time Zhang Yi slaughters more dogs, he covers the sky and breaks the universe with one hand. I didn't expect him to come too."

The person before asked curiously: "Mister also knows the identity of this person?"

Wu Wangsheng stroked his beard and smiled: "This person's name is Pei Tugou, he is the 'Heavenly Fist Master' who has beaten all invincible swordsmen in the West, and he should have a cultivation level of 'Dongxu Realm'.

It is said that he once cut off the river with a punch and made the river flow backwards. I didn't expect that he, who has always lived in seclusion, would be interested in the title of 'No. [-] in the world'. "

This is his second client, and he was given 400 taels of silver to help him promote himself.

"So that's how it is..." all the onlookers who were eating melons exclaimed.

It is rare to see such a master in this world, but he did not expect to come out to compete for the title of "No. [-] in the world" this time.

At this time, another person came out more and more.

This person is dressed in white, holds a flowing long sword, has a high temperament, and looks like a talent!