The battle of Taishan has entered the final moment, and the next battle will be the championship battle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now there are dozens of participants in the Five Xuanmen, and only two of them have a winning record, one is Song Shaoshu, the chief disciple of the Southern Xuanmen, and the other is Shangguan Weiwei, the chief disciple of the Northern Xuanmen!

On the high platform, the masters of the north and south Xuanmen glanced at the two Xuanmen masters beside him, and smiled proudly.

"Old man Bei, I don't think there is any need for them to compare, they are all a family, isn't it the same who wins?"

"Well, that's what I said, I'll just order it to go down and let Weiwei admit defeat directly!"

"Hey... What kind of business, no matter how you say that Shao Shu is a man, this kind of thing naturally has to let Shao Shu let Weiwei go. You don't need to say it, I'll let Shaoshu admit defeat!"

"No, no, no, how can this work......" The two heads of the north and south Xuanmen were humble to each other, and they both insisted on giving up the name of champion to each other.

The beautiful qualities of modesty and courtesy in ancient China have been carried forward in them!

Scold... Heh, what else can you say about the empty air?

While the two old guys were arguing, the competition in the audience had already begun.

"The final battle of the Battle of Taishan, Song Shaoshu, the chief disciple of the Southern Xuanmen, will face the chief disciple of the Northern Xuanmen, Shangguan Weiwei!"

"I announce, the contest starts now!"

The referee's voice fell with a bang. But in the ring, there was no sword light in the sky, and there was no fierce battle.

The two of them didn't even pull out their swords, so what a comparison!

Shangguan Weiwei's autumn-like eyes looked at the handsome man in white clothes gently, and said softly: "Senior Brother Shaoshu, Weiwei won't do anything with you!"

"In Vivi's heart, you are the best. ”

Song Shaoshu smiled proudly, he stretched out his hand and took Shangguan Weiwei's soft delicate body into his arms, and this ring became a stage for them to flirt and tease.

Yue Butong was angry, and his right fist slammed into the stone table, and in an instant, the stones flew in chaos!

"This is the place where my five Xuanmen sword competitions are tested, not a place for you and other juniors to fall in love!"

"In the ring, no matter the sword competition, what kind of system does it become to hug and hug there?" He Xilai, the head of the Xixuanmen, also said angrily.

When the masters of the two Xuanmen sects in the north and south heard this, they were instantly annoyed, and the people from the side faction also dared to reprimand their proud disciples, but they couldn't swallow this breath.

"You have no way to teach your own disciples, what qualifications do you have to reprimand my disciples?"

"You... We are not right about things, not people, as elders, and younger generations do things out of proportion, why can't we reprimand us?"

"Hmph, it's a high-sounding thing, I think you are jealous when you see my disciple winning the championship!"

"Old man Nan, do you pay attention to me?"

"Hey, let me pay attention, you dead old man just take care of your own stinky mouth!"

"Dare to scold me?"

"What's wrong with scolding you, do you want to fight? I haven't moved this old bone for decades, and it's time to do it today!"

......

There was a lot of noise on the high platform.

The two people in the ring were still talking about love regardless of the influence, and the door flower of Wuxuanmen was hugged into Song Shaoshu's arms, and the disciples were about to vomit blood when they saw it. In the end, the referee couldn't stand it anymore and urged them to make a quick decision!

, it's still a quick decision, referee, can you be more tactful?

"Brother Shaoshu, Weiwei went down first, you must come to me tonight, Weiwei wants to celebrate Brother Shaoshu!"

"Definitely!" Song Shaoshu smiled slightly.

Women, honors, he got them all, can he not laugh?

As Shangguan Weiwei voluntarily jumped out of the ring, this fancy dog abuse finally came to an end.

The battle of Taishan is over, and the referee breathes a sigh of relief, after two days of exhaustion, he can finally rest tonight.

He walked over, raised Song Shaoshu's hand, and announced loudly to the audience: I announce that the winner of the 250th Taishan Battle is Song ......, the chief disciple of Nanxuanmen.

"Wait!"

A lazy voice sounded quietly from the front.

Is this the one who came to smash the field?

Everyone was shocked, they had read too many novels, and they knew that often at the last moment of the competition, there would always be a peerless master who appeared in the sky, and then beat the so-called champion into a dog and slapped all the participants in the face beautifully.

Tell them the facts that you scum are just messing around, and the real masters never participate in this kind of substandard competition.

Because, they are strong, and they don't need a game to prove it.

This is actually full of routines.

But this kind of routine, every time I see it, I will be enthusiastic! I just don't know, this time to slap the face, who will be sacred?

Everyone was deeply puzzled, and couldn't help but excitedly follow the prestige, and when they saw the person, it was actually a pure small sword!

All the spectators who were full of anticipation suddenly knelt there.

Nima, what about the good routine? What about the peerless master who said it was good? Why is there a scum, is this here to find abuse?

Everyone's enthusiasm instantly withered, and they thought they would see a dragon and tiger competition, but in the end, a waste dog came!

I said brother, don't you come out and be embarrassed if your skills are not as good as others, find a kennel and stay there!

Everyone looked at Chun Xiaojian like an idiot, after all, he was so frightened in the first face of a third-rate disciple that he couldn't make a move and directly surrendered and admitted defeat, such a scum, and he still called Song Shaoshu, isn't this self-inflicted?

"Shameless pretending, the scum value will increase by 30,000 points!" came the voice of the big scum system in his head.

Pure Xiaojian looked at the scum value, plus these 30,000, there are already 150,000 scum points.

Chun Xiaojian found that he was a really special scum, and this big scum system was really looking for the right person for him.

In just one or two days, he earned more than 100,000 scum values, and just yesterday he set up that pit for Liu Haiyang on the Taiya Stock Exchange, and directly earned tens of thousands of scum points, plus his own secret manipulation to let Lin Kaile buy stocks, and his ambition to be Yi Zhiping, he directly raised enough 150,000 scum points.

With these, pure small swords can be drawn, are you still afraid of them?

"Brother Xiaojian!" At this time, a surprised voice came out of the crowd, and Yue Xin'er ran over happily and threw herself into the arms of Pure Little Sword.

"Brother Xiaojian, I knew you would come!"

Seeing that such a lovely girl was so obsessed with Fang Yuan, the disciples instantly became angry.

If Song Shaoshu soaked in Shangguan Weiwei and they were just envious and jealous, then at this time, Chun Xiaojian was holding Yue Xin'er, and they were angry.

Song Shaoshu is a handsome man, and Shangguan Weiwei will give it to him. But what is a pure little sword, a whole scum of the division, how can a peerless little beauty like Yue Xin'er let him arch!

After all, Yue Xin'er and Shangguan Weiwei have been arguing endlessly between Wuxuanmen who is the flower of Wuxuanmen Town. Therefore, Yue Xin'er's status in their hearts is not inferior to Shangguan Weiwei in the slightest.

And even more!

In the ring.

"Pure Xiaojian, is there anything wrong with you?" was rudely interrupted by Pure Xiaojian, and the referee was a little displeased and asked impatiently.

"Uncle Shi, the emperor thinks that Song Shaoshu is not worthy of being this champion!"

Everyone was shocked and laughed, shocked that Chun Xiaojian still dared to make trouble, and laughed at Chun Xiaojian's brainless fact that he claimed to be the emperor in front of his uncle.

This teasing simply lowered the IQ of the entire fantasy people.

The referee continued: "Then who do you think is more suitable for this champion?"

Do you still need to ask, I dare to pat my chest in the sky, and the next moment, this scum will definitely proudly announce to the world:

"This emperor is the best candidate for the championship. ”

However, the sky's face was fiercely fanned by the pure little sword.

"ta!" (guess this ta is a man, a woman, and an animal)

To everyone's surprise, Chun Xiaojian actually pointed his finger at his junior sister... of the feet.

Everyone looked in the direction of the pure little sword, and saw that under Yue Xin'er's feet, Xiao Hei was curled up, leaning on the tips of his junior sister, and taking a leisurely nap.

Qiong's nose was slightly wrinkled, her little face was lightly arched, and her eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she was greedily smelling the virgin fragrance of Xin'er's junior sister.

If this guy is a dog, the sky guarantees that it is a dog.

It seemed to feel the eyes that suddenly converged at this moment, Xiao Hei, who was addicted to women, suddenly woke up, stood up suddenly, and then looked at the sudden attention around him with a forced face, and finally, he shouted twice angrily:

Woof!

Barking...

Ha ha......

The audience burst into laughter. There was a loud laugh.

"Bastard!!" Song Shaoshu was extremely angry, "You actually scolded me for being a pig and a dog!"

"The emperor didn't say that, everything is realized by yourself. ”

"You..." Song Shaoshu wanted to go over and beat him.

The referee spoke at this time, and said angrily: "Presumptuous, the competition is important, how can you be allowed to mess around here!"

"The emperor is not messing around, the emperor just wants to tell the truth to everyone, so as to prevent the evil demon beast from confusing the world with evil words. "Pure Xiaojian is serious, like an idiot.

"Mortals, listen to it, in this world, it is Xiao Hei who is more qualified than Song Shaoshu to be the champion.

"However, what is more qualified than Xiao Hei is the emperor's !!"

Chun Xiaojian didn't pay attention, as soon as he said this, the scum value of the big scum system increased by another 10,000 points.

As soon as they heard Chun Xiaojian's words, everyone in the audience was instantly shocked!

After a while, you?

Brother, you're so funny!

You haven't even fought me and other waste, and you still want to be a champion, but your pretending kung fu is to make me wait and bow down!

Chun Xiaojian didn't bother to pay attention to the ridiculed eyes around him, he still looked weak, and slowly walked into the ring. That indescribable look, if outsiders look at it, it is estimated that they really think that the pure little sword is in the chest!

Who knew that when Chun Xiaojian was walking, his feet were unstable, and he stumbled and almost tripped over.

"If you can't pretend to be forced, you will deduct 5,000 scum points!"

The sound of the system that suddenly came to mind made Chun Xiaojian stunned and wanted to scold his mother angrily.

Nima, this scum is worth an upside down!

Pure Xiaojian was speechless.

ps, uh... I'm five minutes late, sorry, next time I have to get it out before twelve and a half.

But this is a 3,000-word chapter, and it's so sincere, do you want to express it......

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