Su Moyu never expected that his leg strength would become so strong.

Similarly, those Xuanjian Stream disciples who were ready to see his jokes didn't think of it.

De'an's screams of pain echoed in the library, and then someone finally came back to his senses, drew his sword and surrounded Su Moyu.

Su Moyu took a few steps back guardedly, frowned, and said, "It's what you said, now that he is injured, do you want to attack him in groups?"

Indeed, the exchange was proposed by De'an's side, and now that he is defeated, if he besieges Su Moyu on this, this matter is indeed a little unreasonable.

But where are these people willing to swallow this bad breath with their eyes open?

A lay disciple said coldly: "Senior Brother De'an's cultivation is solid, how can he be kicked and broken by you? It must be you, this kid, who is deceiving and using some insidious methods!"

When he said this, it was like a wake-up call to everyone, so more and more people shouted: "Yes, this kid must have used a trick." ”

"Since he dares to use a trick, then let's go together, it's not a loss!"

As the group spoke, they slowly pressed towards Su Moyu.

Su Moyu hated itchy, and said in his heart: "These hypocrites are really shameless, they obviously want to bully more and less, but they have to find an excuse for themselves." ”

Just when he was anxious, suddenly a sigh came from behind the crowd and said: "Senior brothers, it is a fact that De'an's skills are not as good as others, everyone admit to gambling and losing." ”

With this sentence, the crowd automatically separated, and a young Taoist priest walked in front of Su Moyu with square steps.

Dexuan!

This Taoist priest still stood opposite Su Moyu with that hypocritical indifference, and showed a shallow smile.

"It's been a long time, Senior Brother Su of the Ghost Sword Stream. ”

Dexuan deliberately pronounced the two sounds of "senior brother" very heavily, as if he wanted to emphasize something.

Su Moyu had a very bad impression of this Dexuan in front of him, and when he saw that it was him, he was vigilant and asked, "What do you want to do?"

De Xuan smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just that senior brother, you hurt my junior brother of Xuan Jianliu, I, who is a senior brother, always have to get back some face, right?"

Su Moyu secretly hated, didn't he still have to find an excuse to fight?

Over there, Dexuan said again: "But after all, senior brother is late in entry, if I do my best with you, I'm afraid it will make people laugh if it spreads." I see that your leg skills are not bad, senior brother, I will stand here and not move, let you kick hard, if you can move me one step, even if I lose, how about it?"

After Su Moyu heard this, he didn't think about it, and went up and kicked the other party in the chest.

He used 10% of his strength in this kick to injure his opponent.

But who knows, when his feet fall on the other party, it is like kicking on an iron plate, and his legs are numb. If it weren't for the hard work he had been training his legs these days, perhaps his legs would have been broken by this time.

De Xuan over there frowned, in his calculations, this kick should be enough to break Su Moyu's leg, but it seems that the other party only suffered some minor injuries, and did not hurt his muscles and bones.

Su Moyu sat down on the ground, staring at Dexuan opposite in surprise, and was secretly shocked in his heart: "Is there really such a big gap between me and him?"

There was cheering and laughter all around.

At this moment, a cold snort came from above everyone's heads: "Sure enough, the old bastard can only give birth to a bastard, your master is a despicable villain, and this apprentice is also a villain and despicable!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and when they looked up, they saw a drunk man lying on the bookshelf, staring at Dexuan coldly.

It's none other than Cheng Jianxuan!

It's okay for others to see this black fat man, but as soon as De Xuan saw that it was him, he felt his ass tight, and hurriedly took a few steps back and said, "Uncle Cheng, I'll have a fair duel with him, do you have an opinion on this?"

Cheng Jianxue sneered: "Fair duel, do you think that others can't see that you are wearing a heavenly scale robe? The soft armor of the fourth order of the spirit product is put on the wood, and ordinary people can't kick it, you kid is also a character in the harmony realm, but you can't imagine such a stinky and shameless person!"

As soon as he said this, Dexuan's face changed sharply, and he was about to say something, when suddenly a voice came from the depths of the library building: "If you have such a treasure, you can also wear it for your apprentice, and no one stopped you." ”

As soon as he heard this voice, De Xuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran a few steps towards the source of the voice, shouting in his mouth: "Master!"

The person who came was none other than Dexuan's master Renji, he was one of the several elders guarding the library building, and he was usually studying on the top floor of the library building, and he deliberately walked down from the upper floor after feeling the breath of Cheng Jianxue today.

"Stinky and shameless!" Cheng Jian chose to see Renji, pouted and snorted.

Renji didn't get angry because of his words, but raised his face and asked, "What's the matter?

Cheng Jianxue's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he instantly came to Renji from the bookshelf, and said with a gloomy face: "What did you say?"

Unexpectedly, Renji didn't care about his threat at all, and sneered: "What? You did it, and you still don't let me say it?"

The eyes of the two people collided, and a cold wind suddenly rose in the closed library.

All the disciples, including Su Moyu and Dexuan, were all shuddered by this cold wind.

Just when everyone thought that the two of them were about to break out into conflict, Cheng Jianxue suddenly withered, turned to Su Moyu and said, "Let's go!"

Su Moyu moved, and the two of them walked a few steps away, but they heard Renji talking to himself behind him: "Originally, there was a huge ghost sword flow, but it fell overnight. There is not even a person who can participate in the Great Martial Arts Test, if I were you, I would have buried my head in the crotch of my pants. ”

In Su Moyu's memory, Cheng Jianxue is the kind of unforgiving character who can make **** regret even if he steps on ****.

After listening to such a stimulus, why should I scold back.

But I don't know why, this time Cheng Jianxue didn't fight back, and walked silently in front of Su Moyu.

He actually endured it.

Su Moyu didn't know what had happened between him and Renji in the past, but at this time, Cheng Jian chose to endure it, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Who said that the Ghost Sword Stream didn't have people who participated in the Great Martial Arts Test?" Su Moyu turned around and stared at Renji with both eyes.

Renji smiled contemptuously, "Oh?

Su Moyu took a deep breath, and then shouted in an almost roaring voice: "I am Su Moyu, the great disciple of the Ghost Sword Stream!"

His voice was so loud that the roof of the library shook with all the roof tiles.

Renji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold voice, "Ghost Sword Stream Senior Disciple?

Su Moyu glanced back, Cheng Jianxue was still facing away from him, but he had stopped at this time.

That ordinary and arrogant guy, the lonely back that appeared at this time made Su Moyu's heart hurt.

He settled his mind, turned his head to Renji and said, "I will participate in this year's Great Martial Arts Test, and then defeat your apprentice as a disciple of Cheng Jian!"