At this moment, Su Yu's heart was shocked.

He felt unbelievable that the man in the white robe was able to see through his biggest secret - the League of Legends system!

This was something he had never encountered before, and he didn't understand what method the white-robed man used to discover this secret!

Fortunately, the white-robed man just said a sentence and didn't say anything, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But soon, a hint of extreme vigilance rose in his heart.

For the white-robed man turned to him again.

"Huh?"

The white-robed man paced over and poked his head out, almost touching Su Yu's face.

The white-robed man was not tall, half a head shorter than Su Yu.

So when he raised his head and stared at Su Yu, he revealed a pair of eyes.

It was a pair of deep and vicissitudes of life, the eyes seemed to be cloudy, but in fact they were as sharp as a sword, revealing an invisible oppression, which made people feel that there was nothing to hide.

Su Yu's breathing stagnated unconsciously, his heartstrings tightened, and his hands subconsciously clenched into fists.

The white-robed man looked at Su Yu for a moment, then sighed lightly, and said suspiciously, "Won't you?"

Little bastard? apprentice?

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Who is the senior?"

"Didn't I say it, a little bastard! no, a little bastard!"

The white-robed man's tone was a little displeased, and he snorted coldly: "It's okay not to mention it!"

After speaking, he suddenly laughed again, and his shoulders trembled slightly, "Hey, the old man is a thousand-year-old king, he is a hundred-year-old king, and both of us are kings, hahahaha!"

Ouyang Xiaoming said tentatively: "The predecessor is a turtle demon?"

The white-robed man laughed for a moment, and said angrily: "Get out, little retarded!"

Ouyang Xiaoming tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Your uncle." ”

The white-robed man replied again: "Your ancestor!"

Ouyang Xiaoming was really angry at this moment, and said angrily: "Do you know who my ancestor is?"

The white-robed man glanced at Ouyang Xiaoming, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Awakening is Chihuang Yan, you don't have to think about it to know who your ancestor is." Hehe, he's an old king. What about you, a little king...... No, a little king. “

"You dare to insult my ancestor!"

Ouyang Xiaoming rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "Xiaoyu, don't stop me, I want to fight with him!"

Su Yu rolled his eyes, "I didn't stop you." ”

The white-robed man twisted his waist and said, "Come and beat me, little Wang Ba!"

Hearing this, everyone almost fainted in unison, and said in their hearts that this guy who called himself the "temple keeper" was so unserious?

Ouyang Xiaoming pointed at the white-robed man, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me!"

The white-robed man shook his head, "Come on, come on, Ash—ahhh

Ouyang Xiaoming knocked the white-robed man to the ground with a punch.

"Little retarded, you dare to hit me?"

"I'm beating you, the old king!"

"Little Wang Ba, you have a kind!"

"Old Wang Ba!"

"Little Wangba!"

“......”

The two scuffled into a ball, rolling from here to there, and from that side to this side, with a mouthful of "Old Wang Ba" and "Little Wang Ba".

In the end, the two rolled off the high platform together.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and for a while, no one knew what to do.

Mulan held her forehead and sighed, "The master is unlucky. ”

"I should have stopped him. The corners of Su Yu's mouth twitched.

"Everyone will have a longer memory in the future. ”

Ji Xuanwu smiled: "Don't make Xiao Ming angry, otherwise God knows what will happen." ”

This is just a joke from Ji Xuanwu.

However, after a few years, this sentence became the consensus of all the martial artists on the Shenzhou Continent.

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When the white-robed man walked up to the high platform again, he rubbed his shoulders and muttered, "This little bastard, it's really ruthless!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, he cleared his throat and changed the subject: "Now announce the content of the trial. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately gathered their minds, pricked up their ears, and waited for the next step of the white-robed man.

"Presumably, some of the students here already know that the old man is the guardian of this town sword hall. “

The white-robed figure flashed, appeared in front of the cyan gate, and said slowly: "If you want to enter the Zhenjian Hall and see the legendary stone sword, you must pass my trial." Of course, even if you pass my trial, there will still be tests waiting for you after entering the Sword Palace. ”

"The old man doesn't know exactly what the test is, because I am only responsible for guarding the Zhenjian Palace, and I don't care about anything else. ”

"In fact, this trial is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say. ”

The white-robed man sat down cross-legged and continued: "Around this oasis, there is a demon beast called 'Sandstorm Scorpion', and the content of the trial is to bring the Sandstorm Scorpion to me, whether it is life or death, I can only bring it here. ”

"Senior, I have a question. ”

Leng Qingxuan raised his hand and asked, "What level is the strength of this demon beast?"

The white-robed man smiled: "Don't tell you!"

Leng Qingxuan: "......"

"Regarding the sandstorm scorpion, the old man only has four tips. ”

The white-robed man said, "First, it only acts at night. Second, it is afraid of fire. Thirdly, its weakness is in the abdomen. Fourth, the number of sandstorm scorpions is very rare. ”

"By the way, the Zhenjian Hall can only enter a maximum of six people at a time. So when it comes to personnel, you have to think about it. ”

"Okay, that's all the old man has to say, then, the trial has officially begun. ”

After speaking, the white-robed man snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the desert that was originally under the scorching sun instantly turned into a night with a full moon hanging high.

The temperature plummeted, and the cold air surged, causing many people to shiver.

Everyone's faces changed, and they felt shocked.

With a snap of the fingers, the sun and the moon can be reversed, what kind of magic power is this?

"Guys, try your best. ”

The white-robed man put his hands behind his head, leaned against the cyan gate, and said leisurely.

With these words, the originally quiet high platform suddenly became lively.

The teams began to discuss how to hunt the Sandstorm Scorpion.

"Xiaoyu, Mulan, I've teamed up with Lao Han. ”

Ji Xuanwu smiled and said, "So this time, we are opponents." ”

"No problem. ”

Su Yu grinned, "But I won't show mercy." ”

Mulan on the side nodded.

"I won't show mercy either!" Wu Xiaoman waved his fist.

"Let's go. ”

Bai Qi, who had always been silent, stood up and said, "The sooner you enter the Zhenjian Palace, the greater the advantage. ”

"I agree. Han Assasin also stood up.

The group took their leave first and walked off the high platform.

"What shall we do?" Yin Yu asked.

"First ......"

Su Yu paused, and said helplessly: "Wait for those two idiots to come up first." ”

Under the high platform, Zhu Ge pulled his head out of the sand and shook it vigorously.

Then he noticed that beside him there was also a man with his head stuck in the sand, like an ostrich.

"Why are you here?" said Zhu Ge in surprise.

Ouyang Xiaoming pulled out his head and roared angrily: "Old Wang Ba!"

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