Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Huang Yaoshi said: "I'm suddenly a little worried about this world, whether it will be spoiled by the brother."

Cao Zhe was startled: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not that kind of pervert, I don't have any special thoughts about the earth and the sky."

"You said you had no idea, you didn't say you couldn't do it..." Huang Yaoshi accurately grasped the key points and hit the nail on the head.

Cao Zhe shut up, and if he continued, he would inevitably be suspected of pretending to beep.

So, let's send a self-identification!

Cao Zhe, body 120, strength 160, internal strength [-], skills: slightly..., root bone [-], comprehension [-], remarks: I have nothing to say.

Obviously, Cao Zhe deceived Huang Xiang, Xiao Longnv and Huang Yaoshi.

He raised three fingers to mean, one, two, three... ok!

Chapter 73 I'm not done pretending yet!

"After all, I am a kind person. I left them the possibility of chasing my figure. If I tell them the truth, they are likely to lose their fighting spirit, stop working hard and give up progress. This is my sin. After all, I Creating so many martial arts and so many possibilities is not to tell everyone that you are all rubbish, this is not my original intention and purpose." Cao Zhe thought in his heart.

Then time passed quietly, and another ten days passed without mentioning it.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and even the Qinhuai River is getting cold fog.

The performers in the painting boat also put on warmer clothes.

Listening to music on a boat, the fun is halved.

Cold dew, one of the 24 solar terms, dew air is cold and will condense also.

The cold fog in the morning has not completely dissipated from the mountains and forests.

The cold in the south is the kind that pierces into the bones of people. Usually, clothes cannot bear it, and it depends on willpower.

The maple leaves on the distant mountain are fiery red, igniting a somewhat blurred vision in the hazy morning light.

The mountains and forests that have just had an autumn rain are like glasses that have been wiped clean, with a kind of transparency like a sudden realization.

However, the ignorant children of the rivers and lakes have already started their early morning activities.

The noisy sound woke up this morning when I was supposed to be comfortable and warm under the bed.

Crowds of people from the rivers and lakes rushed to Zijin Mountain impatiently, looking for the best 'viewing position'.

But they still made a mistake!

Good location, already 'booked' last night.

If the fist is not strong enough, if the face is not big enough, you will have to find a way to climb a tree or buy a position with money when you are late.

Today is the day when the two recognized masters in the Jianghu fight against each other.

The Quanzhen sect in the north and the Wudang sect in the south have gradually gained momentum, and the battle between the two masters will determine who is the leader of the world.

"If you ask me, of course Daoist Zhang is stronger. After all, he is a cultivator. He summons wind and thunder at will, and may even summon heavenly soldiers and generals to descend to the earth. How can Zhen Zhibing be an opponent?" Naturally, the spectators were automatically divided into two factions. , and began to argue with each other.

As for the fact that Cao Zhe was able to summon heavenly soldiers and generals, Cao Zhe himself would absolutely deny it!

Maybe it was because he used his internal force to simulate a complicated scene in mid-air in the middle of the night, which caused unnecessary misunderstanding to some people who happened to see it?

"I don't think so. Calling the wind and calling the rain and spreading beans into soldiers are all legendary methods of the fairy family, but whether it is a fairy trick or a magic trick... It's not sure, but the prestige of Zhen Zhibing, the head teacher, is the real deal." In the battle seven years ago, the three Mongolian protectors went south to push our entire Central Plains martial arts. Master Zhen taught one person and one sword, fought for three days and three nights, and beheaded the three of them. Broke the tricks of these Mongolian Tartars."

"According to me, Zhang Sanfeng is a fake real person, and Headmaster Zhen is the real sword fairy." People from the rivers and lakes from the north are naturally more protective of Headmaster Quanzhen.

After all, Quanzhen Sect is not just some Taoist temples on Zhongnan Mountain.

There are also many decisions in the strategy of Jianghu.

"Do you dare to say that Master Zhang is fake?"

"I'm afraid you don't want to get out of Zijin Mountain alive." Cao Zhe's loyal fans jumped out angrily immediately.

The fierce quarrel was about to turn into a large-scale fighting.

The battle between the two masters has not yet begun, and the atmosphere on Zijin Mountain is already on the verge of triggering.

Cao Zhe stood at the gate of the Copper Hall and stretched his waist.

Although he didn't need to be sleeping, he still insisted on going to sleep, because according to what he learned from Taoism, he deduced a sleep technique, which can easily enter the state of extremely deep sleep, but maintain physical vigilance.

The extremely deep sleep is not only to restore the spirit, but also to cultivate the spirit, which is a kind of spiritual practice.

Wake up naturally every day, full of energy and progress...how wonderful!

As for the way to achieve the improvement and improvement of spiritual power through extreme oppression and squeezing of the spirit.

However, Cao Zhe felt that it was not advisable. The best practice should be carried out in the most comfortable state, which is the more correct way.

A truly strong person wants everything to adapt to him, not him to adapt to everything.

"Ah...! Good morning! You're all gone!" Cao Zhe stood at the back door and waved to the little dragon girl who was also stretching when she opened the window directly opposite.

Xiao Longnv said without changing her face: "Yes! Jiejie did it on purpose! You have a hard fight today, so I'll refresh you and make you hard, how can you be strong?"

The mouth is awesome, but the body is very honest and closes half of the window, covering the beautiful picture.

At this time, many people shouted suddenly from the foot of the mountain.

Afterwards, the clear and crisp sword cry resounded throughout the world.

The clear voice hovered in the sky like a sharp sword, covering the entire Zijin Mountain Forest.

"One scroll of scriptures on the land, mountains and rivers, the titles are very clear. The mountains, flowers and wild grasses are all about me, and the fairy palace in Lingtai listens attentively."

Before the sound fell, the people had arrived.

With his hands behind his back and the long sword on his back, the Taoist seemed to have transformed into the most unparalleled sword energy in the world, piercing the cold sky of late autumn and cutting off the cold dew of the mountain stream.

Before he made a move, he was already showing his sharpness.

This move directly shocked everyone.

Those people in the Jianghu who were still full of confidence in Cao Zhe were somewhat guilty at this time.

The methods used by Quanzhen to teach Zhen Zhibing are not like ordinary people!

Cao Zhe took the mouthwash, swirled it around in his mouth a few times, then put on a cyan wide Taoist robe, carried a pair of shoes, and went out the door.

"Brother Dao! Hello!" Cao Zhe stretched out his hand in greeting.

Zhen Zhibing stared intently at the slovenly Cao Zhe, and frowned.

"The shape is scattered and the qi is weak, and the feet don't take root. Zhang Sanfeng...you let me down." Zhen Zhibing said proudly.

Cao Zhe dropped the shoe in his hand.

Then chuckle.

"Oh?"

"is it?"

"You should be disappointed, but...it may not be what you think."

duh!

Cao Zhe breathed out, and the weather in the world changed drastically in an instant.

Everyone...not just Zhen Zhibing, felt the murderous intent spreading across the world.

Falling leaves, withered and yellow herbs, dormant insects, calm autumn water.

At this moment, it seems that they are releasing their malice and murderous intent.

Like a handful of sharp swords, they converge into a terrifying sword pressure with thousands of swords condensed in one place.

Zhen Zhibing's hands trembled involuntarily.

He touched the sword behind him three times in a row, but he didn't have the guts to pull it out.

His sword heart was directly shattered at the moment of the collision.

The mortal who shouted at the gods saw the cruel shattering of the whole world at the bravest moment...

You think it hasn't started yet, but it's already over.

"Your sword...is not as good as Dugu Qiubai!"

"Pity!"

"You're just lucky, you picked up a bargain, and your physical data is close to the limit." Cao Zhe appraised Zhen Zhibing and let out a dissatisfied sigh.

After all, before meeting Zhen Zhibing himself, Cao Zhe still had some expectations.

Chapter 74 The Importance of a Narrator

Draw your sword!

Draw your sword!

Draw your sword...!

Zhen Zhibing's heart kept urging, those who watched the battle from a distance couldn't perceive the change of breath in the field, and all they saw was Zhen Zhibing reaching out his hand several times, but he still couldn't hold the hilt of his sword.

"Can Zhen Zhibing do it!"

"It's been so long, I thought the fight would start soon...why did it take so long?" Someone whispered dissatisfaction.

"You don't understand this!"

"A master's fight may be a fierce battle for several days and nights, or it may be an instant victory or defeat. Master Zhen wants to draw his sword, but the moment he draws the sword is the time to show his sharpness. The strongest sword he sent out, so he is testing and waiting, waiting for an excellent opportunity."

"Renren Zhang seems to be standing loosely, with flaws all over his body, but in fact, his whole body should already be full of stellar energy, just like the golden body of Buddha, always on guard against Master Zhen's sword, as long as Master Zhen draws his sword , Zhang Zhenren will come first and fight back immediately." The senior expert who claimed to have some knowledge stepped on the treetops in the distant woods and acted as a temporary commentator.

Not to mention, after being explained by him in this way, and looking at the scene of the two opposing people in the distance, it seems to be the meaning.

"You still want to draw your sword?"

"How about this! If you pull out the sword today, I will lose, how about it?" Cao Zhe squatted down and began to put on his shoes.

At this time, the empty door is exposed, it is no longer full of flaws, it is simply that flaws are everywhere.

Even the little kid who can run with a knife just now knows where to do it at this time.

However, Zhen Zhibing froze in place, his hands continued to tremble, and he couldn't hold the sword hilt at all. His palms and forehead were already densely covered with fine sweat.

When the wind blew over, his hair and beard were sticky and twisted together, making him look extraordinarily embarrassed.

"Xiao Bingbing! You go! The man is going to do it."

"You defeated him, Jiejie will treat you to a drink tonight." Xiao Longnv wandered out from nowhere, cheering Zhen Zhibing on.

It's just that his demeanor and expression are clearly more intimate with Cao Zhe.

After all, only those who are polite to outsiders will be unscrupulous towards themselves.

Many past experiences flooded Zhen Zhibing's mind.

The face that had haunted him countless times, now seemed to be filled with another person.

Letting go, but not letting go completely, entangled on his already fragmented sword heart, and struck the final blow heavily.

Of course, no one does it on purpose!

Xiao Longnv is careless and doesn't have such scheming.

And Cao Zhe...does he need it?

Zhen Zhibing suddenly roared, and directly removed the sword that made him famous all over the world from his back, and then ran down the mountain staggeringly like crazy.

Lightness kung fu is really good, he disappeared in Zijin Mountain in the blink of an eye, and the people in the rivers and lakes who chased him gradually couldn't see his back clearly.

For many spectators, this long-awaited battle has not even begun... and it is already over?

what happened?

Did they miss something?

At this moment, many eyes are focused on the Jianghu old fritters who were in charge of explaining before.

An old enough old fried dough stick coughed dryly, and then said very proudly: "This battle, people who are not in the realm, can't understand it."

"From the naked eye's point of view, they never really fought each other."

"But only those with real insight can see clearly that there have been at least a thousand rounds of fighting between them."