I really want to be a cook

And how did such a mysterious Xu Wu get acquainted with Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping always has this strange ability to make those masters who are not well known by others loyal to him.

For example, Qiu Daoyu, a master who has been silent for more than 20 years, has become a great master in just a few years since he followed Jiang Ping.

There is also the green-robed old monster. He is in charge of figuring out what Jiang Ping has been doing in the Thirteen Kingdoms for the past two years.

The Culinary Art Exchange Association, a huge organization spanning black and white and connecting thirteen countries, has only been in existence for two years, and it is known as the number one force under Tianzun Palace.

Who would have thought that the master behind it was actually his incomprehensible son-in-law.

Too many puzzles.

People like Tie Ao, who was born as an old headhunter, can't help but want to find out.

He suspected that there was a mysterious organization behind Jiang Ping.

It was this organization that gave Jiang Ping information, resources, and his aptitude, and supported him to do this series of major events.

And this Xu Wu might be a member of Jiang Ping's organization.

Whether it is true or not, you will know when you see the fight.

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offstage.

Giving up his position, the smile of the white-haired old man twirling his beard suddenly froze.

Tie Ao showed a look of watching the show and pulled his hips instantly.

The audience, who were originally full of enthusiasm, were all silent, and a question suddenly appeared in their minds.

How can you be so arrogant?

It's even unreasonable to be arrogant.

Why?

How can you, a guy who surrendered without a fight, be more arrogant than the winner.

A few seconds after the scene pressed the still button, the scene exploded in an instant.

"Get off!"

"Spicy chicken sword master, it's all fake!"

"Cowards! Cowards!"

"You are not worthy of holding a sword, get out!"

"Fake match! It's all fake, lose money!"

"Woooooooooooooooooo, my lord, the son-in-law my daughter just found for you - he's gone!"

……

The crowd was turbulent and the scene was explosive.

That is to say, everyone should show some face to each other, and they haven't brought some melon seeds and fruits with them like Jiang Ping.

Otherwise, rotten eggs and rotten vegetables would be thrown up at this moment.

"Cough cough!"

The white-haired old man coughed twice, and the aroused sword power swept the audience, and the scene was finally under control.

Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, no one dares to make fun of the great master of kendo.

The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Ping who was still staring at all directions on the stage. People who didn't know thought that this guy did something extraordinary just now.

"Little friend, is this joke too big?"

Jiang Ping put down Qiye's hand, looking innocent and innocent:

"Old man, did I say something wrong? I see that everyone doesn't object, how about I help you ask."

"May I ask this brother Gao's name?"

Jiang Ping aimed at a male swordsman in the front row who looked naive and easy to bully.

The male swordsman was tall and burly, with a two-handed broadsword next to his hand, and it seemed that he was walking a wide open and closed path. He was the one who blushed and had a thick neck just now.

The male swordsman was taken aback for a moment, but when he saw the smiling Jiang Ping, he was a little nervous, and he replied:

"My name is Niu Fen, I mean Fen who works hard, Fen who struggles, not the dung of cow dung."

"Understood, I understand everything, there is no need to explain so much, do you object?"

Jiang Ping said with a smile.

"I oppose..."

Niu Fen was about to express his opinion loudly when he heard a faint voice from the stage:

"Those who oppose it have to come up and beat the handsome guy next to me, oh, my feet are so sticky, it's full of blood."

Gollum!

Niu Fen remembered how the sword qi was raging, and the direct disciples of the three major sword sects were drinking hatred on the spot. He couldn't help swallowing hard, and then said dryly:

"Anyway... just... just look at it this way, whoever you say wins wins."

At the same time, I felt wronged.

You know how to bully an honest person like him, are honest people easy to bully?

Fortunately, Jiang Ping didn't catch an honest person and bully him hard, so he asked the person next to him:

"Do you have an opinion?"

"Or do you have an opinion?"

"Looking at the unconvinced look on this brother's face, do you want to come up and compete?"

"Woooooooo..."

Everyone shook their heads like a rattle.

It is enough for the audience to call them shady, and whoever fights on stage will be killed.

Jiang Ping spread his hands towards the white-haired old man and said: "Look, old man, let me tell you, this result is what everyone expects, I just follow the public opinion."

The white-haired old man's face was very ugly, but he discovered that when a person is really shameless, sometimes there is nothing he can do except violence.

But can he really rush up to the stage and stab this shameless kid to death?

Naturally it cannot.

In the end, he could only say a threat that was not a threat:

"Little friend did this, but ruined his reputation once, is it really worth it?"

Jiang Ping nodded with a smile: "Don't bother the old man."

"it is good."

The white-haired old man moved, and he returned to the stage. He made a move with his palm facing upwards, suspended in mid-air, solid as a rock, and the small jade sword that must not have been affected by the turmoil of the battle just now turned into a ray of light and fell into him. hand.

"Since Jiang Ping conceded defeat, and everyone has no objection, the sixth sword of heretics today, the winner, Qingyun Sword Sect, Xu Wu!"

After finishing speaking, he handed the small jade sword into Qiye's hands, and did not forget to say:

"Little friend, if you encounter trouble, you can come to our Five Sacred Sword Sect. For a talent like you, we will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."

Qiye took the little sword, stroked it a few times and put it in the sleeve, noncommittal to the white-haired old man's hint.

It is not certain who will trouble whom.

The white-haired old man didn't care.

A genius is always a bit arrogant. He thought it would be enough to defeat the disciples of the five great sword sects, but can he stop the great masters behind him?

At that time is the time for them to appear on the stage, and it is the best policy to win people's hearts with kindness.

As for Jiang Ping.

The white-haired old man never gave him a straight look.

I thought that the son-in-law of the eagle and Tieao, the peerless swordsman who slayed the demon with his sword, turned out to be such a rascal, even shameless is hard to describe him.

I would rather not have fame than dare to use my sword. I am afraid that the rumors in the Jianghu are true.

He is really a silver wax gun head!

The gap between reality and ideal is too big, he, an old man, has to take it easy.

offstage.

The flow of people began to gradually disperse.

Now that the final winner has appeared, we will wait for the real debut of the Five Sacred Sword Sect tomorrow. As for the sword lord Jiang Ping, he will soon become a snack for them.

Of course, it was a joke.

Tie Ao sat on the seat, motionless, his face returned to the calm look of the ancient well, no one knew how many pieces he had chopped Jiang Ping into in his heart.

He realized that he was wrong and underestimated Jiang Ping's level of shamelessness. He didn't even have the slightest hesitation to have the reputation of being the number one grandmaster.

He pushed Jiang Ping to the stage because he and Xu Wu wanted to see what was true.

Now his face is swollen.

Just now, he heard quite a few people say that the sword king is number one because he has a cheap father-in-law, a man named Shenying Tieao, who seems to be a high official.

It looks like the world is declining, morality is corrupt, and people's hearts are not old.

His reputation of being proud and hardworking all his life was brutally killed in this way.

Ma De would rather lose [-] to himself than kill [-] enemies.

As for?

He turned his head, wanting to find someone to learn from.

"Qiu Daoyu, you must have been with Jiang Ping for a long time, how did you adapt to his personality? Don't you want to beat him to death?"

Qiu Daoyu nodded frankly: "Sometimes I think about it."

Then Tie Ao saw Qiu Daoyu say a line that made him blush without changing his face:

"Wow, look at that, Your Excellency Sword Lord is about to break through!"

"So handsome!"

Well, Qiu Daoyu's face still turned green.

If it weren't for Jiang Ping's strong request, he would rather die than say this sentence, but who made him the godfather of the little grandson of the three generations of the Qiu family.

The voice was transmitted by a great master, and instantly retained the dispersed crowd, and even many people who had already walked out of the venue turned around and came back when they heard the movement inside.

Tie Ao's face changed, and an incredible thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

No way, playing so big? !

He immediately turned his head to look.

The sky changed color, and a mysterious, huge, and charming portal suddenly appeared.

The situation is changing, the gate of heaven is out!

With Jiang Ping's hands behind his back, the sudden gust of wind blew up his white robe, and his long gray hair fluttered in the wind, making the calm expression on his face faintly visible, giving people a touch of imagination and mystery out of thin air.

He stood in the wind, his figure floating, as if he was about to ascend to the sky at any time.

[You use a level 50 upgrade card, you have upgraded, and your current level is: 50. 】

ps: Niu Fen, an honest man, is provided by the book friend 'You Are My Tears'. I hope you will leave a lot of comments. I have to randomly select names from hundreds of surnames every day. It is so troublesome to say.

Chapter 78 Whether handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime! (521 in [-], [-]/[-])

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