However, these people are sure that they have some bad feelings towards the disciples of the Northern Sect, so when Zhao Guangbiao and his party walked in, they instantly felt the strong malice contained in the sight around them, and he tidied up his clothes with some discomfort. Coming to the two sect masters, he knelt down and bowed down and said: "Zhao Guangbiao, the chief disciple of the Infinite Northern Sect, meets the two uncles, and wishes the two uncles to be famous in martial arts!" Seeing him bow down, the disciples of the Northern Sect behind him also knelt down in a hurry.

I have to say that this act of respecting teachers and valuing education has diluted everyone's bad feelings towards them, but this good feeling was quickly torn apart by the proud figure in the crowd. Wu Xi was actually very helpless, although he had been planning for a long time and imagined many situations, he still didn't expect this to happen. But he will never aggrieved himself to kneel, in fact, it is nothing if he does not kneel, but when everyone else has already knelt, his behavior is very rude.

Fan Guangren secretly pulled Wu Xi's trouser leg and reminded him not to stiffen, but Wu Xi pretended not to know, seeing this, the yellow-robed man got up and scolded loudly: "Where did this rude boy come from, why didn't the teacher on the other side kneel down and say goodbye?" Isn't it the Northern Sect's talent withering, and it was actually mixed in with the barbarians outside the Saiwai, right? Wu Xi pursed his lips, he couldn't eliminate this contradiction, so he could only dryly arch his hand and say: "Disciple Wu Guangxi, his leg muscles have been stiff since he was a child, and he can't bow down and ask for peace, and I hope that my uncle will forgive my disciple for being rude." ”

Wu Xi did this, which made the yellow-robed man so angry that he got up angrily and walked towards Wu Xi and said, "Oh? You say you have stiff muscles? It just so happens that I have been practicing for decades, specializing in all kinds of cripples and stiffness! Seeing this, Zhao Guangbiao hurriedly got up to stop him, and made an apology: "This senior, please don't be angry, my junior brother is indeed inconvenient with his legs and feet, and he is a child of a rich and noble family, so he may not be able to speak very well, and I ask my predecessor to forgive me for one or two." He pretended to be angry and scolded Wu Xi: "Wu Guangxi, how can you be so rude! Don't hurry up and apologize to your seniors! Wu Xi looked frightened and said: "The kid has no intention of offending his seniors, please forgive the seniors and forgive the kid for his unintentional mistakes." Then he saluted Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing to make amends.

Xin Shuangqing was not in a bad mood, and waved his hand indifferently to show that he didn't mind. Zuo Zimu stiffened his face and said indifferently: "Since my legs are inconvenient, we are not unreasonable people, so you don't need to worry." Seeing their statement, the yellow-robed man snorted heavily and returned to his seat and sat down. Wu Xi exhaled in his heart, knowing that this matter would be revealed.

Zhao Guangbiao said: "Two uncles, seniors, I waited for the disciples of the Northern Sect to leave the sect thirty years ago, and I knew that I should not have come back at this time. But before the death of the teacher has been thinking about the big competition, I can't wait for the disciple is not talented, I just want to make up for the regret for it, so I came thousands of miles to participate in the big competition, and I hope that the two uncles will fulfill the filial piety of the disciples! This was reasonable, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Xin Shuangqing smiled and took the lead in saying: "The cursor is filial, we naturally can't bear to refuse, Senior Brother Zuo, what do you think?" Zuo Zimu frowned secretly, and then said with a smile: "Your filial piety is rare and valuable, I should praise it, how can I bear to refuse?" It's just that the disciples of the Eastern Sect have just finished the competition, and it is inevitable that some of them will not have enough strength, so it is better to have a luncheon and come to the competition again. Listening to what he said, everyone praised him. But after all, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and continued: "As for the disciples of the Western Sect, since they have already lost to my Eastern Sect just now, they don't have to participate in the competition. Xin Shuangqing couldn't laugh anymore because of a sentence choked, and his face quickly darkened.

There was no turmoil at this lunch, but the disciples of the Eastern Sect deliberately did not arrange for Wu Xi when they arranged the seats, saying that since his muscles were stiff and inconvenient to bend, it happened that there were not enough chairs to arrange for him, and Wu Xi was not a willful person, a little insult, just keep it in mind, and not make trouble, just eat a little and leave to wait in the hall.

The luncheon was soon over, and everyone gathered again in the martial arts training hall. After they sat down separately, Zuo Zimu announced: "Friends, after you are full of wine and food, this competition will begin." After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Guangbiao and asked, "I don't know who the Northern Sect is going to send?" ”

Zhao Guangbiao jumped into the middle of the field, and replied: "In the first game, Zhao Guangbiao will teach the Eastern Sect Senior Brother stunts!" Zuo Zimu nodded, looked at Gong Guangjie among the disciples behind him and asked, "Who is willing to step forward to accept Zhao Guangbiao's challenge." Gong Guangjie understood, jumped out, and shouted: "Disciple Gong Guangjie, please advise Senior Brother Zhao!" Before the words fell, the long sword had stabbed in front of Zhao Guangbiao's eyes, Zhao Guangbiao hurriedly avoided it, and hurriedly pulled out the long sword and fought hard with him before he recovered.

This Gong Guangjie was already very old when he entered the master's sect, only a few years younger than Zuo Zimu, and he had already missed the best age to build a foundation, so compared to Zhao Guangbiao, a disciple who has practiced martial arts since childhood, his swordsmanship is not deep enough, but he is cunning and hard enough, Zuo Zimu has always valued him very much, so he has always firmly sat firmly in the position of the chief disciple. The two chief disciples are both leaders in the sect, and you have been going back and forth for a while, and the fight is very exciting. If you really meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

The two of them saw the moves, and soon the hundred moves had passed, after all, Gong Guangjie started late, and his internal strength was not as deep as Zhao Guangbiao's, and he gradually showed his defeat. Zhao Guangbiao was already playing with an advantage at this time, and after pushing the boat down the river to split Gong Guangjie's long sword, he stepped forward and stabbed Bai Hong through the sun, Gong Guangjie hurriedly blocked and dodged, and in a hurry, he seemed to be a little unable to withstand the huge force, his body was a little unstable, and he almost fell to the ground. Compared with the disciples of the Western Sect, his attainments in this trick are much higher, just when Zhao Guangbiao thought that it was inevitable, sure enough, Zhao Guangbiao did not doubt him, and slapped it with a swift wind. Gong Guangjie saw that he had been tricked, and with a turn of his long sword, he slashed at Zhao Guangbiao's left leg, Zhao Guangbiao was shocked, and he was too late to dodge at this time. At the moment when he was about to lose, for some reason, Zhao Guangbiao suddenly remembered the competition with Wu Xi on Red Leaf Peak, and for a while, he was blessed to his heart, and the long sword turned into a white rainbow and stabbed at Gong Guangjie's face. Gong Guangjie only felt that the silver light flashed, and a long sword had already pierced the tip of his nose, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move again.

Zhao Guangbiao held the long sword in his hand and smiled indifferently: "Senior Brother Gong, I have accepted." "For a while, it gave people the feeling that this uncle was so handsome. Gong Guangjie turned pale, took a step back, touched the blush on the tip of his nose, and walked away without saying a word. came to Zuo Zimu, knelt down and bowed his head and said: "The disciple is not good at martial arts, and he is tired and the master is embarrassed, please punish the master." Zuo Zi Mu Tie blushed, and the loss in the first game made him very unhappy, but he still tried to comfort him gently: "Guangjie doesn't have to be like this, you have done your best, and the teacher will not punish you." Gong Guangjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, said thank you, and then retreated behind Zuo Zimu and stood still.

Zuo Zimu continued: "The cursor is really good at martial arts, I don't want my senior brother to teach such an amazing disciple, it's really enviable." Zhao Guangbiao listened to it and said modestly: "Uncle Gong praised it falsely, Senior Brother Gong's martial arts are strong, and his disciples are far behind, and winning is just a fluke." Zuo Zimu was expressionless, and asked noncommittally: "In this second competition, who does the cursor want to send?" ”