I really want to be a cook

One move, defeat!

Clean and crisp, without fuss.

Chen Rixi has strong skills, but he was not seriously injured like the previous challenger, but he felt a little tightness in his chest, a little pain, and he wanted to vomit blood.

He lay on the ground, thinking nothing of it.

Why, did you lose so quickly?

It's a good idea to use strength to defeat cleverness.

Seeing his disciple like this, Meng Yihao couldn't help snorting:

"It's embarrassing, Xiao Ling will bring him back."

I saw a female disciple trotting over.

Then he said to the leaders of several cases next to him:

"My Sunset Sword Sect has been defeated, now it's up to you."

Everyone else looked at the leader of Wanjian Villa.

The leader of Wanjian Villa is a man wearing half an iron mask. He looks very young, but his voice is old:

"Miao Nuannuan, go meet him, don't want to defeat the enemy, just let him show more cards."

"Yes."

A female disciple in a red vest came to the stage with a sword in hand.

Then he didn't pay attention to the competition on stage, but said:

"Everyone, I think this person's swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation, and it must not be underestimated. Since everyone is unwilling to play their cards, they can only use some outside moves."

"What outside trick?"

"Some wins and losses are not on the stage, but off the stage."

"What's the meaning of this?"

"This battle will last for three days, let him earn enough fame today, after nightfall, we will send a suitable person to speak with him.

If he is willing to withdraw at this point, one of our five sects owes him a favor. If he is unwilling, then don't blame me for being ruthless. "

"So good."

"I hope he's a wise man."

"good."

"Just do it."

The leaders of the five sects agreed one after another.

This is the easiest way without hurting their fragile alliance.

On the stage.

As soon as Xu Wu sucked in and exhaled with the strength of his palm, he saw a spiral force directly breaking the sword posture of the female disciple in red.

Then he finally moved his feet, took a step forward, and sent a palm gesture.

The female disciple broke the sword and flew, fell on the ring, and passed out immediately.

Off stage, a dirty deal has just begun

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this day.

Everyone will remember this name.

Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu!

He alone overwhelmed the five great sword sects who did not dare to compete with him.

After the defeat of the female disciple in red vest in Wanjian Villa, the five great sword sects no longer sent people to the stage, and the old gods were there, sitting in the stands to watch the situation.

No matter what outsiders say, the winner is the one who stands at the end.

On this day, Xu Wu came out on top, and even Wuyue Sword Sect had to look sideways at him.

Standing on stage, he is invincible.

On the first day of the alliance, the situation reached a point of despair for ordinary people, and everyone became Xu Wu's supporting roles.

How many talented swordsmen who wanted to become famous in the first battle of Huimeng lost their swords today.

But they had to.

After today, there will be no bright future tomorrow.

I only hope that I can block Xu Wu's second move, so that I can move up a notch from the others, which can be regarded as a bit of comfort.

Because everyone knows that today is just the beginning, and tomorrow is the climax.

The Five Great Sword Sects will not sit back and watch a disciple of an unknown small sword sect steal all the limelight from them.

Everyone is waiting, what kind of measures will the five great sword sects take to deal with the menacing Xu Wu?

That night.

A furtive figure appeared in the guest room area of ​​the Guardian Sword Villa.

Through the faint moonlight, this is a black shadow that wraps itself tightly, not even a strand of hair is exposed.

He looked around and saw the patrolling disciples of the Sword Sect leaving. Taking advantage of the gap, he slipped and slipped into one of the guest rooms like a loach.

The lights in the room suddenly went out.

Clang!

As soon as the sword was drawn, a low cry was heard:

"Wait a minute, it's me!"

The sound of the sword stopped, and the lights were lit again.

Xu Wu, no, Qiye put down the torch in his hand, looked at the masked man in black, and said with a faint smile:

"You're still the same as before."

Timid, afraid of death.

But even with Qiye's EQ, he knew that if he uttered these two words, the guy opposite him would turn his back on him and leave.

So he had no choice but to hold it in his heart, and slowly recollect it by himself.

Jiang Ping pulled off his mask, not at all unfamiliar, walked to the table on his own, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"It's not easy to come to see you. There are many eyes on you tonight."

Qiye's smile is always a luxury. Before Jiang Ping could react, he returned to the indifferent face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years:

"A group of people who crow and bark are nothing to worry about."

"Hey, if they want to know that they are the evaluation in your heart, they will find a piece of tofu to kill them."

Jiang Ping took out a tattered yellow cheat book and a booklet from his arms:

"Don't talk nonsense with you, I came to you for a serious business, here, here you are."

"what?"

Seven nights took over.

"The secret book of the Heavenly Sword, and a little bit of my experience, should be of some use to you."

Jiang Ping said with a proud face.

That is not a little experience, but the whole comprehension of the three swords of his heart, mind, and spirit. However, it has been written for a long time, and the ink is not even dry yet.

The job of competing for the Heavenly Sword is too dangerous, and it is better to leave this kind of difficult operation to the real protagonist.

It's nice of him to add fuel to the back.

Qiye deserves to be Qiye, just flipped through two pages, and combined with Jiang Ping's insights, he fell into a state of epiphany in front of Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping took several sips of the big lemon, and quickly drank a big sip of tea to suppress the sour pressure.

Ma De, as expected, has no experience points to help, he is a piece of iron waste.

But not long after, Qiye opened his eyes and put away the cheats.

Jiang Ping was taken aback, and asked:

"You've finished your comprehension now? It's too short."

Qiye shook her head: "There are too many sentiments, and it won't end in a while, so I'll stop first."

That understatement, as if epiphany can be done anytime and anywhere for him.

Jiang Ping admitted that he was sore again.

I'm just pretending to be a genius in front of others, and this boss is the real monster.

"Where did you get this cheat book?"

Qiye found that Jiang Ping always had this kind of magical ability, it was the same with the "Hundred Life Gong" given to him last time, and it was also the same with the "Heavenly Sword Essay" given to him this time.

He seems to be born to be able to find its real value in some seemingly ordinary objects.

However, ordinary people must treasure these precious things and would not show them easily, but Jiang Ping shared them with him without hesitation.

Qiye silently remembered this trust in his heart.

There are some things that brothers don't have to say clearly.

Jiang Ping pretended to be calm and said:

"As for the owner of this Hujian Villa, he is so poor that he is about to sell his ancestral property. I exchanged it with him for 1 taels of silver."

"You took advantage of it."

Seven nights said lightly.

"Hey, it's a small profit, it's just a small profit."

Jiang Ping waved his hand, but his expression was full. That's right, that's how discerning I am.

After a pause, Jiang Ping asked again:

"By the way, why are you thinking of fighting for the Heavenly Sword this time? Shouldn't you be retreating at the Demon Gate right now?"

He and Qiye had a back-to-back life-and-death entrustment relationship, so there was no need to be courteous at all, and there was no need to beat around the bush, just ask about anything.

Qiye considered the language for a while, and said: "I heard that the Heavenly Sword is very strong, so I came here. As for the retreat, it is over, and I have broken through the Great Master."

The word breakthrough, Qiye said it very carefully.

It's not that I'm worried about revealing any hole cards, but I'm afraid of hitting this little friend.

After all, purely in terms of realm, the two of them have always been neck-and-neck, and occasionally Jiang Ping even slightly leads him.

Now that he has made a breakthrough, although Jiang Ping has made great progress, and even he has heard the reputation of Sword Lord, it is a matter of life and death for a master to break through to a great master.

Even when he breaks through, he is only [-] to [-]% sure, without full confidence.

If Jiang Ping feels dissatisfied because of this, it may affect his next breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, after Jiang Ping heard this, instead of being unhappy, he was so excited that even his eyebrows flew up:

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't let me down, how dare you go up to the Heavenly Sword Peak to seize the Heavenly Sword without the realm of a great master.

Alright, this time I will hug your thigh tightly. "

Although he had some guesses in his heart, Jiang Ping felt relieved after getting Qiye's acknowledgment.

It's not easy, this golden thigh has finally grown into a towering tree.

Qiye also let go of her heart, and even blamed herself a little.

He actually had doubts about Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping has always trusted him completely. Compared with the two, he feels even more ashamed of this brotherhood.