Chapter 237: Human Affection

As soon as the 30th move passed, Wang Xiaojun began to gradually attack, the Golden Knife King sneered slightly, and danced the golden knife impenetrable, he just wanted to see if Wang Xiaojun could attack it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Golden Knife King has been strong since he was a child, and he can play with the big knife used by adults when he is a teenager, and it will soon be too light, so he built this golden knife in his twenties. With this sharp weapon, he is like a tiger with wings, no matter how exquisite the knife skills are, how superb the skills are, and how superb the golden knife of others will always return home. The reason is very simple, there is a saying in the martial arts world called one force down ten times, he can play the golden knife as fast as someone else's lancet, as long as the weapons collide, other people's knives are either broken or flying. It's like driving the same car, someone else drives a Ferrari or a Bugatti, he drives a big truck, no matter how high-end and cool your car is, a collision with a big truck is garbage, today his golden knife against Wang Xiaojun's flesh palm, he can't believe this evil no matter what.

Wang Xiaojun slowly figured out the other party's path, seeing the golden knife coming, he avoided the blade with his left palm, and slapped the blade with his right palm, the king of the golden knife only felt a strong force, the golden knife almost came out of his hand, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he re-grasped the handle of the knife, and secretly screamed, "It's dangerous."

In fact, Wang Xiaojun did not use all his strength in this palm, what he was afraid of was to make the old man lose face, the big truck hit people, as long as a blow missed, he had to readjust his position, accelerate, and give oil, which is also the Achilles heel of the Golden Knife King.

After a few more moves, Wang Xiaojun used the old man's move to slap his palm on the back of the knife, and the golden knife clattered the cement floor into a trench, this time he still left his spare strength, and the apprentices of the Golden Sword King saw that the master was amazingly powerful, but cheered. The Golden Sword King hesitated in his heart, he also knew that there was actually something wrong with this knife, but in an instant, he thought that maybe Wang Xiaojun was young and his cultivation was not like this, so he didn't take advantage of the weakness to enter, and when he heard the applause of his apprentices, he himself was also reveling.

Wang Xiaojun sighed, seeing that this old man was relatively sluggish, he was not only obedient, but almost all of him was cute, but people didn't notice it at all, the so-called favor, you have to be led by the other party, it seems that you are not obvious enough......

Zhang Tinglei could see it clearly on the side, but he couldn't say it, so he could only follow it in a hurry.

The King of the Golden Knife will be wrapped in a feeling of good self-feeling, and he feels that there are ten more moves to win the opponent, he intends to show off his skills, and stabs forward lightly with this golden knife of more than 100 catties with one hand, the posture is beautiful, but the power is full, Wang Xiaojun quickly pasted it, wrapped in the silk winding hand and swimming dragon strength in his palm, and snatched the golden knife from the old man's hand in an instant. The Golden Sword King looked horrified, and Wang Xiaojun was also like a child who had done something wrong - this had to be seen by others, wouldn't the reputation of the Golden Sword King I be ruined?

It was also in a moment that Wang Xiaojun didn't take over at all, but forced the golden knife into the hand of the Golden Sword King, in order to attract the attention of others, he screamed exaggeratedly, withdrew more than a dozen steps away one after another, and then hugged his chest and gasped.

The Golden Sword King was stunned, and then he was stunned. If he still thinks he was lucky the first two times, then this time he understands no matter how he understands, this "child" is obviously releasing water, he is holding a golden knife in his hand, standing on the ground in a daze.

Zhang Tinglei was relieved and shouted first: "Okay! Sure enough, he is worthy of being an old-timer, and his skills are profound. "He is covering for the Golden Sword King, making others think that Wang Xiaojun was bounced away by his internal strength.

The disciples were proud, shouting and cheering.

Wang Xiaojun "breathed" for a long time, stood upright and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the old man's subordinates." ā€

The King of the Golden Knife glared at him fiercely, thrust the golden knife into the ground and said, "Stinky boy, you ......" The old man was upright, and he didn't want to take this favor in vain, so he wanted to tell the truth and then fight with Wang Xiaojun to break the net.

Wang Xiaojun hurriedly said: "Old man, no matter whether this favor helps or not, I can't help you first, I will make amends for you here first, if you are really in trouble, I will not be reluctant." ā€

This sentence is only understood by the King of the Golden Sword, and it is true from a certain point of view, he was originally practicing in this sect with dignity, even if Wang Xiaojun came to this disaster, the other party first admitted that he was at a loss, and the old man's anger decreased slightly, it is not difficult for the people of the rivers and lakes to understand their sense of honor or vanity, and the fame of a lifetime is only in a moment, this is indeed a difficult thing to choose, it is normal to win or lose in the competition, if the opponent with the same status loses under the watchful eye of the public, it is just that, But just now this situation is like a joke and he will put together his whole net worth, so that he can admit that he is still very entangled, the old man hesitated again and again, and said sharply: "What if I don't help you?" ā€

Wang Xiaojun said: "Then I'll leave now, never be verbose." ā€

The Golden Sword King sighed and said, "What should I do?" ā€

Wang Xiaojun was pleasantly surprised: "Old man, are you willing to help me?" ā€

Zhang Tinglei said: "You don't have to do anything, when someone asks you tomorrow, you just nod." ā€

The Golden Sword King glared at Zhang Tinglei angrily and said, "You old boy yin me!" ā€

Zhang Tinglei smiled bitterly: "There are newcomers in the rivers and lakes, I am not yin to you, I am asking you to encourage me." ā€

The Golden Sword King obeyed the words, and said in surprise: "You also let this kid ......"

Zhang Tinglei nodded slightly, and then said: "In another ten or twenty years, when people are in full swing, we will already be in the 'small box', why do we take winning or losing so seriously?" ā€

The Golden Sword King said hesitantly: "To put it lightly, did you do it yourself?" ā€

Zhang Tinglei said: "So let you encourage me." ā€

The Golden Sword King looked at Wang Xiaojun carefully, and suddenly said: "Boy, don't forget to visit my old man when you come to Hebei in the future, you have to have a heart, I will teach you a few knife techniques." He didn't say this to find a place for himself, but really loved talent.

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said: "The visit is certain, but even if the knife is good, my family is poor and can't afford to fight a golden knife, even if you give me one, I can't afford to pay such an expensive courier fee." ā€

The Golden Sword King laughed and said, "Get out, stinky boy." ā€

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On the way back, Wang Xiaojun said sincerely: "Old man Zhang, thank you this time." ā€

Zhang Tinglei just waved his hand.

Wang Xiaojun suddenly said curiously: "Can I ask you a question?" You know so many sects, why did you choose the Golden Sword King Family? ā€

Zhang Tinglei smiled and said: "I just can't get used to seeing two stinky money in his family, and he looks like he is the only one." ā€

Wang Xiaojun: "......"

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