"But it's up to Senior Brother Xia to call the shots!" Zhao Sanfa glared at Meng Wushao, the "Long Aotian", hatefully, and his momentum suddenly retracted.

Xia Fei secretly praised.

This Zhao Sanfa really deserves to be a rare sword cultivation genius of the Tongtian Sword Sect recently, and he has been able to retract and release the sword momentum freely, and in time, it is definitely not difficult to break through the shackles of the Dividing Mind Realm and set foot in the Jie Dan Realm.

He coughed lightly and turned his gaze to Meng Wushao: "Brother Long, what do you think?"

"Wen Dou Wu Dou comes casually, a group of juniors who don't know the height of the sky, will the old man be afraid? Hmph, joke!" As soon as Meng Siao's voice fell, the reward voice of the "Great Martial Venerable System" came to his mind again, but this time, the reward was obviously weaker by more than one grade, only six hundred Great Martial Venerable points, compared to the previous three times, it was really a little pitiful.

He frowned slightly, and faintly understood in his heart the reward rules of this "Great Martial Venerable System" for slapping the face of the various major sects.

Xia Fei nodded, not caring about the arrogant tone of "Long Aotian" at all. In his opinion, a strong man with strength, no matter how tempered he is, should be.

The atmosphere fell silent instantly, and the guest secretaries kept a calm face one by one, waiting for Xia Fei to say the rules of this "Wendou". In fact, they are not as confident as they are on the surface, martial arts, they are afraid of the cultivation of the "Dragon Aotian" Dan realm, and they are even more afraid of Wendou.

If Xia Fei suddenly had a brain twitch and let them compete with this "Long Aotian" to solve the problems of the third layer, it would be tantamount to directly slapping them in the face.

But fortunately, Xia Fei seems to know this, and he did not embarrass these "colleagues". He pondered for a moment, raised his head, and said, "We are all monks, monks fighting methods, no matter how they fight, they always have to pay attention to the word 'fight'. In this way, everyone might as well choose a martial art or spell, record it separately, and then let Brother Long crack it. For every martial art or spell, Brother Long must crack it within the tea time, and if it is overtime, Brother Long will be defeated, otherwise, Brother Long will win. What do you think?"

All the guests breathed a sigh of relief, and they were secretly grateful to Xia Fei in their hearts.

It seems that it is much easier to solve a martial art or spell during tea time than to solve those problems on the third floor, but in fact, it is not as much as possible.

The number of martial arts and exercises in this world is as vast as a galaxy. In the scripture collection building and library pavilion of each major school, there are many classics about martial arts and spells. No matter how knowledgeable a monk is, it is impossible to know all the martial arts and exercises in this world. If you can know 1 in 10,000, you can already say that you are a genius among geniuses.

Moreover, martial arts and spells and martial arts and spells displayed by monks are completely two different concepts! Martial arts and spells performed by monks can be seen and dismantled, and can be broken in an instant, but this does not mean that this martial art or spell itself has a particularly big flaw.

No matter how perfect the exercises are, as long as they are performed by people, they will definitely produce flaws. But if you want to find flaws in the exercise itself, then the difficulty will increase a thousand times!

All the guests are elite disciples of various sects, how could they not know this truth. At this time, they all opened their hearts, understanding that this was Xia Fei pulling a bias for them, and they couldn't help but be secretly grateful.

Meng Siao didn't think about it so much.

Of course, he wouldn't think that Xia Fei said this Wendou rule was to help him. He and he had just met, and to put it bluntly, what he had just done on the third floor could be characterized as a field for kicking Tianwu Pavilion. As a storage person in Tianwu Pavilion Town, Xia Fei will only help himself as an outsider unless his brain is in water.

However, Meng Wushao was not afraid at all.

What is there to be afraid of? Isn't it just a certain martial art or technique in these major sects in the tea time? There is a "Great Martial Venerable System" that has no solution for identification, you just take a god-level martial art and spell, and the young master can also pick out one or two flaws that are not flaws!

As long as you don't really do it, the young master will be afraid of you?

Meng Siao sneered, and was actually secretly relieved in his heart.

He was really afraid that Xia Fei said that the Wen Dou was the kind of "Wen Dou" that one person stood still and let the other person punch three times first; if he didn't knock him down, then the one who beat him would stand and let the beaten one punch three times, and so on, until one of them was knocked down first.

In that case, Meng Wushao would have to think about how to run away.

He only has an eightfold Qi Channeling Realm, to put it bluntly, he has only stepped into the threshold of cultivation not long ago, and he has started with these worst powerhouses in front of him who also have the early stage of the Condensation Pulse Realm?

"Brother Long, if there is no objection, then it will be decided?" Xia Fei asked.

"The old man is casual, just let these juniors open their eyes!" Meng Siao was full of confidence, and naturally continued to put on a posture of "old-timers" teaching the younger generations, seeing that these guests were on fire one by one, they snorted coldly, and each went to prepare the martial arts or spells of "Wendou".

Xia Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

He didn't want to pull the shelf, but he was also very interested in this mysterious "Long Aotian" in his heart, so he came up with such a way to test the depth of this person by the hands of these elite disciples of the big sects.

Even he didn't expect that "Long Aotian" would be so happy to agree.

Could it be that this person's cultivation is so high and his vision is so broad that he has reached the point of breaking ten thousand laws at a glance?

Although Xia Fei didn't believe it in his heart, he inexplicably had a trace of expectation.

He took Meng Wushao and the three of them to his living room, made a pot of fairy tea with his own hands, poured a cup, handed it to Meng Siao and said: "Brother Long, taste the 'heavenly immortal' produced in Guiyuan Immortal Island overseas, this is what I took a lot of means to get from Guiyuan Sect, and I am not too reluctant to drink it on weekdays. ”

"Hehe, Brother Xia laughed. Meng Siao picked up the teacup and looked at the illusory screen, only to see that it was written-

"Lingcha 'Heaven is not old', spiritual plants, tea contains a lot of aura, regular food can enhance cultivation, wash the meridians, take it every day, three years can take off the flesh mortal womb, cultivate into a 'ethereal body', is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. ”

Meng Wushao's eyes straightened immediately, and he hurriedly drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp.

When the tea entered his throat, he suddenly felt that there was a not weak spiritual power, which emanated from this tea soup, was absorbed by his body layer by layer, and after a large circulation in the body, it finally fell into the dantian.

"Good tea!" Meng Siao couldn't help but praise.

This sip of tea is actually worthy of him running the "Foundation Building Technique" for half a week, and it is worthy of being the natural treasure of the "Spirit Level".

If you don't take advantage of it, that's definitely not Meng Wushao's style. What's more, it is a big advantage that can only be taken by coincidence, and it is even more unreasonable to let it go.

Meng Wushao was still a little reserved at first, and there were a few idle words between a cup of tea and a cup of tea. Later, seeing that Xia Fei didn't care, he let go, and drank one sip after another, and the spiritual power in his body soared.

By the time Guo Yingjie and these guests came to find fault with their carefully selected martial arts and exercises, Meng Siao's cultivation had already jumped from the early stage of the eightfold Qi Induction Realm to the middle and late stages of the Eighth Layer of the Qi Induction Realm, and he had already reached Cheng Dù of the Gang Qi Realm, and he only needed a little retreat to break through the ninth level of the Qi Induction Realm, which was already a sure thing.

"It's a pity, if these bastards come a little later, the young master may break through to the ninth level of the Qi Induction Realm......" Meng Siao muttered, but he also knew that it was impossible.

Breaking through on the spot in front of a strong person who has cultivated in the Dan Realm, can he really treat others as blind?

"It's all here, let's get started. Xia Fei didn't get up, glanced at these guests, and asked, "Which of you fights with Brother Long first?"