The cheers thundered, and the palms rang out in unison. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Xiaomu stopped and looked over there-

I saw two figures in the audience suddenly rise from the ground, flipped a few times in the air, and held the edge of the platform with their hands, and the two of them staged a martial arts platform, standing in unison, standing side by side, a pair of young men and women.

The young man is tall and tall, full of spirit, and a pair of sword eyebrows go straight into the clouds.

The girl is delicate, heroic, and her two bright eyes are clear and clear.

The charms in the hands of the two of them were shining, and they stayed on the stage.

The disciples in the audience continued to applaud, and some people on the stage nodded secretly, Su Dazhou and his wife looked at each other and smiled, secretly happy in their hearts.

"The senior brother always likes to be in the limelight, and he brings the little junior sister to ruin. Li Xiaomu looked at the pair on the stage as if made in heaven, and thought sourly.

The young boys and girls on the stage are the senior brother Huo Manliang and the little junior sister Su Yanyan.

Su Yanyan is the only daughter of Master Li Xiaomu's mother, two years younger than him, she grew up with her childhood sweetheart, because the little sister is delicate and cute, she has won the love of many disciples in the door, which one doesn't want to be close to her, but seeing her sticking to Li Xiaomu's side all day long, she can't be idle, everyone has envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes. Li Xiaomu is often proud of this, often holding the hand of the little junior sister and swaggering around, or taking her to run crazy all over the mountains, which makes the roots of the popular teeth of others itch.

But the good times didn't last long, and in a blink of an eye, Su Yanyan was smart and clever, she should have been favored by the "guardian god", her physical talent was excellent, and she was deeply loved by the teachers.

And although Li Xiaomu has a clever mind, but his physical talent is extremely poor, he has practiced for two or three years and can't catch up with the skills of the junior sister who entered the Tao for half a year, so he feels embarrassed, and after a few months, the junior sister is more diligent, but Li Xiaomu is still standing still, so he feels disheartened, and has no intention of cultivating, plus he is already playful and active, so he indulges in it, and gradually underpins the bottom among the disciples of the master and becomes the outer edge.

At the beginning, the junior sister took pity on Li Xiaomu's qualification gap and wanted to help him make a difference, but when she helped and helped, she found that there was still no progress, so she had to give up. Later, as she grew older, the younger sister gradually understood the difference between men and women, or gradually disdained Li Xiaomu's idleness and became more and more alienated from him......

To add insult to injury, a few years ago, Senior Brother Huo Manliang stood out among the disciples because of his high qualifications and painstaking cultivation. Treat everything well, which provoked the little sister's heart, how could she be young at the time, but was preempted by the senior sister You Qiaoer, the second uncle and his wife have long been in love with this outstanding person, so they made a kiss with Huo Manliang's family in advance, which made the little junior sister heartbroken, during that time every day with tears on her face, Li Xiaomu saw it in her eyes, sour in her heart, and hurt deep in her bones, so she broke the jar even more, so his position as the worst disciple with poor martial arts, poor character, and poor popularity became more stable......

And right now, the marriage must have been ruined by himself, so maybe the little sister and the senior brother can really achieve a happy marriage.

Li Xiaomu thought of the sad thing, couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, sighed lightly, and was about to turn around and leave, but heard someone next to him chuckling in a low voice.

"Hey! It's just a second-order lower-level cultivator, it's so beautiful, this little tribe really can't produce any decent disciples!"

Li Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, although he was not good at what he had learned about cultivation, he also knew the general division of cultivation: the aura attributes of each person's cultivation were different, but the cultivation level was still the same, from low to high, there were a total of twelve levels, and each level was divided into three layers, upper, middle and lower.

Most of the young disciples of this sect are first-order middle-level cultivators, and a few outstanding ones, such as senior brothers and junior sisters, can reach the second-order lower level, and maybe a master may have entered the third-order, as for himself...... Well...... Is there a zero-order bottom?

Li Xiaomu thought wildly in his heart, but his eyes glanced at the person who was chuckling beside him. The man was not tall, with a thin figure, dressed in the blue-gray regular clothes of his own disciples, perhaps too thin, the clothes seemed to be draped on him, empty and very ill-fitting, Li Xiaomu felt a little blind, and just wanted to see his appearance clearly, but a strong disciple ran by him and shouted at the man, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Huh?"

The strong disciple's eyes fluttered, and then he was lightly knocked on the head.

This knock was supposed to be a warning, but the strong disciples seemed to feel greatly humiliated, especially with the presence of the main faction's "envoy", they couldn't help but be angry, looking around for the person who did it.

Li Xiaomu was shocked in his heart, he was the closest, and he could see it clearly, the short man did not move when his junior brother Zhang Yi made a move, but seeing that Senior Brother Zhang's hand was obviously on the back of the person, the person suddenly flashed behind Zhang Yi, and knocked on his head casually. Such a fast body and technique are not much worse than the scholars and others I met last night, looking at the posture, they are still so young......

The commotion here attracted everyone's attention, the disciples were all surprised, the four main factions on the viewing platform also had different expressions, the middle-aged man's face was lowered, and the three young men, two men and one woman, seemed to be smiling, looking at each other silently.

Zhang Yi couldn't find the person who had just shot everywhere, so he scolded in a low voice: "Little beast, wait for me...... He received another blow on the head, this time a heavy blow, he turned around, and saw that the short disciple had stood behind him at some point, according to his figure and appearance, he was not very old, although he was wearing the clothes of his own sect, he did not recognize it, and said in surprise: "Huh, you are not a disciple of this sect? Where did you come from?!"

Seeing that his own people were insulted, and hearing this, the disciples of the "Eight Along the Gate" on and off the stage were furious, and a few people were eager to rush over. The division commanders of the "Eight Along the Gate" on the Guanwu platform were also shocked, but when they saw that the people of the main faction behind them were unmoved, they were silent and watched their movements.

Huo Manliang stood on the platform and looked at it in his eyes, and then saw that the people of the main faction on the Guanwu platform were also staring at this side, his heart moved, and he said loudly: "I don't know which faction of masters is visiting, please come up and speak." He arched his hand to the short disciple, but his body did not bend down, and he looked like the chief disciple of the sect.

The short disciple stood in place, the corners of his mouth curled, and he squeezed out a word-

"Shh