"I'll come."

The two easy victories made the faces of the brothers of the Xuanzi Battalion unbearable, even if they knew that they were invincible, there were still people who wanted to make a move.

"Enough, isn't there a shame? Everyone has said that the same strength should not be entangled and fighting, is every victory of the Xuanzi Battalion relying on wheel warfare? Rub, a bunch of waste, waste can, waste face is gone. ”

As Xuan Lao's voice spit out, the man could only return to the array quietly, and at this time, in the noisy camp, it suddenly became silent, and such a strange atmosphere made Wei Yang a little breathless.

But seeing that those soldiers were just like him, Wei Yang understood that this was not because Xuan Lao was targeting him, but because the other party was really angry, and he was just angry.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, Wei Yang understood, what idea did Xuan Lao have in his heart? I'm afraid that Xuan Lao is going to use his whetstone to polish the sharp swords in front of him. It's a pity that he would never have imagined that Wei Yang's whetstone was too blunt, and if he wasn't careful, he would make these sharp swords break their blades.

In today's realm, I am afraid that only the confrontation of the body can only be tried by those three generals, but what is the effect of this? It didn't achieve Xuan Lao's original intention at all.

And giving up like this made Xuan Lao feel sorry for him, and he was unwilling to give up this rare whetstone. At present, Wei Yang is like a piece of chicken ribs, it is a pity to abandon it, and it is tasteless to eat.

Wei Yang's strength is not as good as the soldiers of the Xuanzi Battalion, but Xuan Lao still feels the unruliness emanating from his bones. And the other party is even more wise, and chooses a principled ability to bend and stretch, which is what Xuan Lao values deeply.

To be arrogant, do not have arrogance, arrogance is the iron backbone, do not know how to bend and stretch, if it does not involve the principle and the danger of life, the appropriate choice to yield, that is a manifestation of wisdom, not to bend the knee and surrender, there is no solar term at all.

Because of this, Xuan Lao will value Wei Yang, and he is willing to let Wei Yang sharpen it, he regards Wei Yang as a whetstone, He Zeng didn't regard the soldiers of the Xuanzi Battalion as Wei Yang's whetstone.

But the current result made him as uncomfortable as swallowing ten thousand flies, looking at Wei Yang's eyes, he was hesitant, not knowing what to do with this thorn?

"Elder Xuan, I'll come."

Just as Xuan Lao hesitated, a man in white walked in from outside the school grounds, and the man looked very young. The appearance of such a young man is not that the young man has preached, but that he has restored his original appearance.

For these gods who have stepped into the upper realm from the lower realm, even after recovering their youth, they will at most choose the appearance of a middle-aged person, this man is so pretentious, which makes everyone present very disliked, and faintly, everyone seems to have a strong disgust for this person.

However, when Xuan Lao saw this person come forward, his face showed joy, and it could be seen that Xuan Lao attached great importance to this person.

"It's okay, Aolong, you can have a fight with him, don't hurt his life."

Xuan Lao smiled slightly, and there was a lot of provocation in his words, which made Wei Yang frown, and he was also on guard against it in his heart, this guy can make Xuan Lao value it so much, thinking that it is not Xu Wu and Lieye, there must be some means to speak of.

"In Xia Aolong, I don't know if the brothers are competing with fists and feet, or weapons? I'm good at using knives, but I know a little bit of palm skills, and I ask my brother to teach me. ”

Good guys, it's really cunning to do. Although it seems that the other party is very modest, the other party's words are really hidden knives, which makes Wei Yang's heart cold.

If Wei Yang chooses to fight with his fists and feet, even if the opponent loses in his hands, and in everyone's subconscious, they will think that Wei Yang is about the same strength as him, after all, what people are good at is knife skills, not fist and foot kung fu competitions.

"Knife technique? Yes, I know a little bit of knife skills, since this brother is good at using knives, then please don't be stingy, give Wei Yang a little advice, so that I can understand more about the mystery of knife techniques. ”

Rub, crazy, it's really crazy, but this kind of madness is different from the beginning. Wei Yang's arrogant attitude towards Ao Long was now joyed by everyone, and the resentful thoughts just now suddenly disappeared and dissipated in his heart.

All the soldiers of the Xuanzi Battalion looked at Wei Yang one after another, with a look of hope in their eyes, obviously hoping that the other party would teach each other a lesson, although the probability of this was very small, but they hoped to achieve it.

"Brother Wei Yang, the sword skills are not the same as fists and feet, and if you don't control it well, your life will be in danger, you still ......"

One of the leading generals frowned slightly, although he was happy to see that these two madmen were fighting each other, but he leaned closer to Wei Yang, and not only hurriedly reminded him.

"It's okay, why don't palm techniques and knife skills be connected? It is necessary to know that all laws are connected, the Tao is the same, and understanding one and knowing three is an eternal truth. Well, that's what my master said, I haven't tested it yet, so I'll verify it now to see if my master is deceiving me? ”

Wei Yang smiled slightly, nodded slightly at the general, his eyes fell on Ao Long's body, but he saw a murderous aura in the other party's eyes, it seemed that he had indeed angered the other party.

"Then please."

The trace of murder in Ao Long's eyes dissipated instantly, and he was still so humble and polite, but it was a pity that this made Wei Yang feel hypocritical, deeply hypocritical.

This man is definitely a smiling tiger and an old fox. I don't want this person to be valued by Xuan Lao, and I don't know if this person has any means, or if Xuan Lao is blind.

"It's a pity, but it's a pity that there is no sharp sword, so how about we compete with a wooden sword?"

Wei Yang walked to the side of the school field, came to an ancient tree, stretched out his hand to break off two wooden branches, and didn't care whether the other party agreed or not, he threw one directly to the other party, and he pulled a sword flower, as if he was very satisfied, and nodded slightly.

"It's fine."

Although Ao Long took over this wooden branch, he felt a little pity in his heart, but it was a pity that he couldn't use his secret hand and abolish the other party's cultivation.

Wei Yang, who walked to the field again, stretched out his hand to hold the wooden branch, and bowed down to the other party to give a gentle salute, which is the etiquette of swordsmen from the lower realm, and it is also the common etiquette of this upper realm.

"What are you?"

"The etiquette of the nether swordsman and the swordsman, this kind of etiquette proves that the two parties have no murderous intentions, but just exchange swordsmanship. If you have murderous intentions and regard them as enemies of life and death, you don't need such etiquette, because wooden branches can also kill people. ”

"Joke, how can a wooden branch kill someone? Well? ”

Ao Long suddenly thought that he was practicing swords in the Nether, and Shizun once said that swordsmanship was to the extreme, and it was connected with all kinds of martial arts. Could it be that this guy has entered that extreme realm? No, this kid is scolding me, absolutely just scolding me.

"There's a lot of nonsense, let's do it, I hope your swordsmanship can be as sharp as your mouth."

Ao Long couldn't help but feel a trace of crisis in his heart, and spoke directly coldly, this time he didn't give him a salute, and his face was even more disdainful.

Such a change made Xuan Lao's eyes flash, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: There is such a thorn, it is not necessarily a scourge, and it is good.

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