Chapter 199: Am I Worthy of Him?
Wang Bu Kill's face is not very good-looking.
Yang Xiao did not join any sect, which was somewhat unexpected to him.
He originally wanted to have a real battle with Yang Xiao in the ring, and then beat him in a dignified manner.
Because it's not just about the personal reputation of the two of them, it's about the reputation of the entire Yunxiao Dynasty and the Tenglong Dynasty!
After all, the two of them are geniuses of major dynasties.
But I didn't expect Yang Xiao to join any sect!
Why is he here if he doesn't join the sect?
Watching the excitement?
Moreover, what makes Wang Bu unbearable is that from beginning to end, Yang Xiao is in the limelight!
"My king is the most powerful genius here! These applause, these exclamations, should have belonged to me!"
Wang Bushu gradually clenched his palms, and in his eyes, there was an unwilling fire burning!
"Brother Wang, when the martial arts fight begins, we will wait for you to show your might. β
"Yes, Brother Wang, whether our Tenglong Dynasty can become famous or not depends on you. β
At this time, several people came over and said as if flattering.
Wang Bushu nodded slightly, ignored the other party, and walked away.
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Xu Junpeng's face is also not very good-looking.
What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?
He had just staged such a scene himself.
Yang Ziqing wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh.
She was afraid that Xu Junpeng would lose his temper.
"No wonder the people of the Flower Sect are so optimistic about Yang Xiao, it turns out that he is a genius of literature and Taoism. β
Yang Ziqing sighed with emotion, then walked to Yang Xin's side and said, "Senior Sister Yang, I finally know why you always say that this kid is amazing, and he can create such eternal quatrains at such a young age, which is really amazing." β
"Huh?"
Yang Xin opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
In fact, she didn't know that Yang Xiao actually had such a deep attainment in the way of poetry.
Although she didn't know much about poetry, she was silently reciting "Slow Voice" just now, and the more she read it, the more she could feel the exquisiteness and wonder of this poem.
This is definitely a poem that will last forever!
"It turns out that Xiao Xiaoxiao is still a literary genius, I don't even know. β
Yang Xin's eyes flickered slightly.
"Senior Sister Yang, I apologize for my previous contempt and rudeness, and I hope your cousin doesn't take it to heart. β
Yang Ziqing's tone was very sincere.
Yang Xin smiled and shook her head.
In fact, she didn't accept Yang Ziqing's apology.
After all, she has "hurt" Xiao Xiaoxiao, how can it be an apology that can be written off?
However, thinking of Yang Xiao's previous eyes and expressions, Yang Xin knew that he didn't take Yang Ziqing to heart at all.
That's a disdain!
And Yang Xin also knew that if it weren't for her, then Yang Xiao would have taught Yang Ziqing a lesson, and even taught Xu Junpeng a lesson!
It's just that once he makes a move, then Yang Xin will not have a good time on the side of the Medicine Sect.
He's also well-intentioned......
"It's still my little Xiaoxiao's thoughtfulness. β
A charming dimple appeared on Yang Xin's cheeks, which was full of beauty.
And looking at the charming smile on Yang Xin's face, for a moment, Xu Junpeng couldn't help but feel a little stupid.
This also made him more determined to chase Yang Xin!
"Hmph, what about the genius of Wendao? What about the quatrain of the ages? This time is still the era of martial arts after all, Wendao is destined to decline, and I am destined to step on your head!"
The corners of Xu Junpeng's mouth hooked up a cold and arrogant arc......
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Chen Madness smiled bitterly.
The wind and snow are thoughtful.
"I really didn't expect that this guy is not only terrifying in martial arts, but also so strong in Wendao talent. β
Chen Madxiao only felt deeply shocked.
He felt that in front of Yang Xiao, he, a great disciple of the Wind Sect, was nothing!
"Qingxue, he's so powerful, why doesn't your master look down on him?"
Then Chen looked at Feng Qingxue with a wild smile and asked.
He knew that Feng Qingxue's master, Tao Blossom Zhenren, had been reluctant to Feng Qingxue's marriage.
She believes that this marriage is an insult to her reputation as a peach blossom real person.
"My master doesn't know Yang Xiao. β
Feng Qingxue shook her head slightly and said softly.
Peach Blossom Zhenren only knew that Feng Qingxue had a fiancΓ©, and this fiancΓ© had no spiritual roots, so he concluded that this fiancΓ© was a wasted person, and if Feng Qingxue married him, it would definitely fall into her reputation.
But Peach Blossom really doesn't know Yang Xiao's true details.
What if you don't have a spiritual root? Even if you can't cultivate?
You can still beat all kinds of geniuses!
You can still become a Wendao Tianjiao!
"When I go back, I can talk to your master. β
Chen laughed comfortingly.
"Well, thank you, Senior Brother. β
Feng Qing Xue mantis tapped his head, barely squeezing out a smile.
In fact, in her heart, a sentence echoed at this time: Yang Xiao and I are still not people of the same world? Yang Xiao is so good, am I still worthy of him?
As soon as he thought of this, a look of amazement appeared on Feng Qingxue's face.
Chen Crazy smiled not stupidly, and he could see Feng Qingxue's thoughts, but he didn't say much.
Emotional things are hard to say, not easy to say......
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The three female disciples of the Flower Sect were discussing hotly.
"I think this matter should be reported to the elders and let the elders make a decision. β
Hongyan wrapped her arms around, and the eldest sister said in a deep voice.
"I think so. β
A small woman beside Hong Aya nodded and agreed.
"I don't agree, the opportunity will not come again, this son has shown his talent in the way of poetry, you have all seen, this son is by no means a thing in the pool, if we don't make a move immediately, then he will definitely be snatched away by other sects, such as the Wind Sect. β
Another woman was also dressed in flowers, and the expression on the goose egg face was very serious, and she whispered.
"The stakes are high and must not be hastily decided. β
Red Aya shook her head slightly.
This is not a joke to become an elder!
"If we don't even have this courage, then what kind of development can we talk about in the Flower Sect? The catastrophe is coming, maybe this son is the one who should be robbed this time!"
The egg-faced woman whispered.
"Shut up!
Red Aya glared and shouted!
The egg-faced woman stopped speaking for an instant, but just snorted softly, expressing the dissatisfaction in her heart.
The other smaller disciple of the Flower Sect was a little sister, and she looked at the red silk and the yellow shirt, but she also closed her mouth, not daring to say anything.
And just when the two girls were arguing......
"Promise him. β
An old voice suddenly sounded in the third girl's mind.
The three of them stopped talking for a moment.
Red Aya froze in place.
And the yellow shirt immediately came back to his senses, snorted lightly, and said with a smug smile: "I'll just say, if we don't even have this bit of courage, what kind of big development will our Huazong talk about?"
Hong Aya sighed lightly, helpless, after all, this was something that the Elder of the Flower Sect personally agreed to.
In fact, there is still one sentence that Hong Aya has not said, that is: Even if that kid is given the position of elder, I'm afraid, he will not agree to join the sect!
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The world guarantees that there is no more!
(End of chapter)