The side disciples and subordinates of the Zhong Mansion were talking about it one by one, and they were talking about it on the side, staring at the two people who were fighting with a pair of fiery eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Stopping the retreat, the two didn't care about the discussions of others, and at the same time exerted their strength to attack each other again.

Swords come and go, and after ten moves, there is still no winner or loser. One is to rely on advanced cultivation and rich combat experience; And the other is to have an advantage in the rank of martial arts and weapons, and the two are on an equal footing.

"Bang!"

After more than twenty moves, there was another collision, and the two took five steps back each. Zhong Zitao said suddenly: "Don't fight!" If it weren't for the life-and-death battle, it seems that none of us could help anyone. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and shouted to Zhong Zihao's yard: "Zhong Zihao, you waste, you have arrived at your door, and you are still cowering at home like a turtle, and you have come out to compete with me!" ”

"Hey, it seems that our guesses are wrong, and we didn't expect it to be a draw?"

"Where, don't you see? Young Master Zitao didn't want to waste his energy, his goal was Young Master Zihao. ”

……

A group of onlookers again talked about it, because no one guessed that the result would be a draw. But as soon as they heard Zhong Zitao's scolding, everyone was also surprised. In the entire Zhong Mansion, no one knew that Zhong Zihao had recovered his cultivation talent, and his cultivation speed was even faster than before, Zhong Zitao was so slanderous, it was obviously to expose other people's scars, which was too vicious.

Zhong Zixuan couldn't hear it, and was about to make a sound, but he saw the courtyard door not far away "creak" open, and two figures appeared in everyone's sight. Of course, the person in front is Zhong Zihao, but the girl who follows behind is Zhong Yan.

Zhong Zihao had already heard such a loud fight, but he felt that the other party was completely bored, and he was studying the fusion of sword moves, so where did he have the heart to pay attention to Zhong Zitao.

But now it's different, people point their noses and scold, and if they don't come out, it's not a good cultivation, but a real "turtle".

"Look, Young Master Zihao has come out, I wonder if he will fight with Young Master Zitao?"

"It's difficult, there shouldn't be the slightest chance of winning if you fight, Young Master Zitao is the core disciple of Luo Yun Sect after all; And it's still the kind that can leapfrog the challenge. ”

"Young Master Zihao once overstepped the ranks to defeat Xu Gong."

"That's Xu Gongtai's nest, and Young Master Zitao is the genius of Luo Yunzong."

"Shhh, Young Master Zihao is here!"

Everyone was just disappointed, thinking that they couldn't see any showdown today. Unexpectedly, Zhong Zihao walked out at the critical moment, so there must be something wonderful waiting for everyone to see.

For them, whether it is Zhong Zixuan who is practicing the ninth order of the body, Zhong Zitao who is the eighth order of the body, or even Zhong Ziwen, who is close to the sixth order of the body training, they can't sense the realm of cultivation, anyway, they are all masters, as long as they fight, they will be interesting.

Feeling that Zhong Zihao's cultivation was a little incomprehensible, Zhong Zitao was so stunned; Immediately, he found that the other party's aura did not seem to be stronger than Zhong Zixuan, and Zhong Ziwen said that he was an eighth-order cultivator, thinking that he had just broken through to the ninth-order for a few days. Thinking of this, his heart relaxed, and he said secretly: "No matter how fast you progress, you will be trampled under my feet, hum!"

Zhong Zixuan looked at Zhong Zihao who came over, felt bitter in his heart, and sighed. I thought to myself: "It's advanced again, it seems that the gap between me and him is getting bigger and bigger." ”

As if he knew what Zhong Zixuan was thinking, Zhong Zihao came to him and shouted, "Big brother! ”

The meaning of this "big brother" is: No matter how high my cultivation is, you will always be my big brother.

"Hey!" Zhong Zixuan patted him on the shoulder and sighed again.

Zhong Zihao suddenly took another step forward, looked directly into Zhong Zixuan's eyes, and said, "Big brother!" When I used to practice the third order, I didn't make any progress in three years, but I never gave up! ”

Zhong Zixuan's whole body was suddenly shocked, his eyes regained his fighting spirit, and he patted him on the shoulder: "Zihao, thank you!" ”

Zhong Zitao saw that he was directly ignored by the other party, and he was furious in his heart: "Zhong Zihao, don't think that you kid can take my Qingyan Knife if you rely on the pill to support the ninth level of physical training." He said this to improve his status and hit Zhong Zihao's impression in the hearts of those side disciples, where did he not know, what good pills could the Zhong family have?

There are not a few good medicines for healing, let alone those pills that improve cultivation. This amount of elixir is not even much in Luo Yun Sect, and only disciples who have made great contributions or personal disciples of the head of the sect can hope to obtain it.

Sure enough, when the children and subordinates heard the news, it was as if they had exploded into a pot, and they boiled instantly.

"Wow, Young Master Zihao has actually practiced the ninth order, so wouldn't it be that Young Master Zitao is one rank higher?"

"What's the use of being one rank higher, Young Master Zitao can challenge it by leapfrogging."

"Yes, didn't you hear what Young Master Zitao said? Young Master Zihao's ninth-order is still piled up by pills. ”

"Well, the strength must not be as good as that of Young Master Zitao!"

"Not necessarily!" The last man said.

Zhong Zihao turned around and didn't explain anything, just looked at Zhong Zitao lightly and said, "Come on, take out your strongest blow and show me?" ”

He said it lightly, but everyone understood, and directly let Zhong Zitao perform the strongest blow, indicating that other tricks were useless in his opinion, and he didn't take Zhong Zitao in his eyes at all.

Zhong Zitao was furious, lifted the Qingyan Knife with both hands, ran the "Fire Technique" with all his might, and rushed towards Zhong Zihao at great speed. shouted in his mouth: "Arrogant, watch me slash you with a knife!" ”

In fact, Zhong Zitao is thick and fine, he seems to be angry and angry, but in fact, this is his strongest blow. Although he was sure to defeat Zhong Zihao, no matter what the other party said, he was a ninth-order cultivator, and he would definitely have to fight for a long time. And the most effective way to hit the opponent is to defeat with one move, which is why such a situation is created.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Zhong Zihao sneered in his heart. She stood still, didn't draw her sword, and didn't even ask Zhong Yan, who was standing next to her, to leave.

Zhong Zitao's speed is extremely fast, and he has also practiced a good set of light body exercises, and in the blink of an eye, he reached three feet in front of Zhong Zihao, and the Qingyan knife conjured up a sword shadow in the sky, and Zhong Zixuan, who was watching it, secretly admired it.

In the confusion and exclamation of everyone, Zhong Zihao clenched his fist with his right hand, struck out at an unbelievable speed, found the true body of Qingyan Dao in thousands of sword shadows, and punched the side of the knife blade. Taking advantage of the moment when the knife was stagnant, he turned his fist into a grasp, and his five fingers pinched the back of the knife like lightning. Then he pulled the Qingyan knife and spun around, and the long knife had fallen off Zhong Zitao's hand.

Zhong Zitao was shocked, just now he only felt a huge force coming from the blade, shaking his hands numb, if he didn't let go in time, the tiger's mouth would definitely burst, and even affect the phalanges.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the Qingyan knife had fallen into Zhong Zihao's hand, and the tip of the knife stopped half an inch above his eyebrows.

The others didn't know what was going on, and at this time instinctively opened their mouths to the limit, and their fists could be put in. They just felt that the two people fighting in front of them had become like this, as if Zhong Zitao personally sent the knife to the other party, and then put his eyebrows together.

The maid Zhong Yan on the side was the same, although she knew that her young master was strong, but she never thought that he would be so powerful, he didn't use his sword and didn't come out, and he defeated Zhong Zitao, one of the two geniuses of Ayalan City, with one move, as if he was still very relaxed? From this moment on, her trust in Zhong Zihao was completely like Zhong Zihan, and she became a little blind.

Only Zhong Zixuan could barely see this process clearly, and he couldn't help but be even more shocked by Zhong Zihao's strength. And Zhong Ziwen only felt that her mind was clouded, her brain was buzzing, and she didn't know what was going on?

"Get back to me, don't mess with me in the future, otherwise, I won't let you go as easily as I did today." Zhong Zihao threw the knife to the ground, and the Qingyan knife was all submerged in the snow except for the handle, and he didn't look at Zhong Zitao and Zhong Ziwen.

For him now, his mood and vision are very different from before. Zhong Zitao and his ilk are just clowns who jump off the beam, how can they bother with them, and they lose their identities in vain.

After speaking, he turned his head to Zhong Zixuan and said, "Big brother, since you are here, go to the small courtyard to sit down?" ”

"Good, good!" Zhong Zixuan replied casually, not knowing what he was thinking.

After speaking, the two of them strode forward, and the maid Zhong Yan followed again and again, staring at Zhong Zihao's back with straight eyes, and her heart was extremely excited.

"Shhh

The sound of gasping sounded in pieces, and those onlookers and their children softened their eyes again, believing that what was happening in front of them was true.

"Will you let me pinch it?"

"What for?"

"I want to prove if what I just saw was a hallucination?"

"Phantom your size, why don't you let me pinch it?"

"That's still not possible, I believe it."

"I can't imagine that we guessed wrong again?" One sighed.

"Yes, Young Master Zihao defeated Young Master Zitao so easily, it seems that there is still room for strength." The other said.

"Nonsense, didn't you see that Young Master Zihao didn't even have a sword?" The man who said "not necessarily" earlier argued.

"It turns out that the most powerful of the younger generation of our Zhong Mansion is Young Master Zihao!"

"Yes, I can't imagine that Young Master Zitao is not only inferior to the other party, but also too narrow-minded, he must have been maliciously slandered before?" The man leaned over and said.

"Well, it's possible." After a pause, he continued, "That's how it should be! ”

People are like this, when they see that the ending does not match what they think, they naturally deny what they have heard before and think in a direction that is appropriate to the situation at hand. It's no wonder that they, in today's Luoyuan Continent, everything speaks with strength, and what is said by strength is the truth, even if you don't say it yourself, someone will help you publicize it. Everyone's subtle understanding is naturally this way of thinking.

"What are you bastards talking about, get out of here, or I won't cut you with a knife?" Listening to the noisy discussions around him, Zhong Zitao finally woke up. Listening carefully again, I couldn't help but change my face wildly and yelled.

His roar also roared back the soul of his sister Zhong Ziwen, and as soon as he woke up, he cried "wow".

Everyone was too excited just now, so they noticed that Zhong Zitao was still at the scene. That's amazing, compared with the identity of the descendant, he is an ant-like existence, if the other party really splits himself, his parents can't even find someone to complain about. So they scattered in a hurry, running several times faster than when they came, and disappeared after a few breaths.

Zhong Zitao picked up the Qingyan knife and helped Zhong Ziwen up: "Sister, let's go!" Then he took Zhong Ziwen to his courtyard.