Are the children of the nobles of the imperial capital all such virtuous?

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the three teenagers of his age, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

I want to avoid it myself, but this narrow section of the road doesn't allow me to avoid it at all.

And the carriage was so fast that it almost flew up.

"Hiss......",

The tall horse that was pressed down by Ding Xiaoyi's hands quickly stood up, and the three brocade-robed young men tried to help the collapsed carriage up.

But their strength was too weak, and after several times in a row, the carriage did not move.

"You dirty bun isn't here to help."

A young man in a brocade robe saw Ding Xiaoyi watching the play with great interest, and he couldn't help but shout loudly.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, the cultivation of these three brocade-robed young men was very weak, even the cultivation of the horseman was only about five grades.

The imperial capital Yongning also has such a weak cultivation of the powerful prince, which makes him can't help but have some interest.

The imperial capital Yinning, which family magnate does not attach importance to cultivation,

Moreover, the imperial capital Yinning is rich in cultivation resources, and the cultivation of many Houmen princes is not weak.

Not to mention that there are still four major sects in the imperial capital, even if it is an ordinary person, his cultivation will not be too weak.

What's more, these three brocade-robed young men are from a certain family in the imperial capital, and they seem to have a great prejudice against Ding Xiaoyi.

But seeing Ding Xiaoyi directly press down the horse's head with both hands, the carriage collapsed, and they began to fear Ding Xiaoyi again.

Their own cultivation is already weak, so they can only shout loudly.

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head, and he came to the carriage,

I saw him grasp it with his left hand, and then easily lifted the carriage.

Together with the carriage, the red faces of the three brocade-robed young men became even more ruddy,

They are about the same age as Ding Xiaoyi, but the gap is a little bigger.

The faces of the three brocade-robed young men were as red as pig's liver, and their eyes showed a look of shock.

This cloth-clothed young man of their age was so profound that they were shocked.

The horseman's face also changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Ding Xiaoyi with jealous eyes.

"What's going on?" Xue Ningsheng's delicate face poked out of the car curtain, and she couldn't help but ask Ding Xiaoyi.

"It's okay", Ding Xiaoyi shook his head at the other party and said.

He was also very curious about these three teenagers of his age,

These three brocade-robed young men did not have advanced cultivation, just like ordinary martial arts cultivation.

"Sister Xue, why are you?" As soon as the three brocade-robed young men saw Xue Ningsheng, they couldn't help but ask in unison.

Xue Ningsheng saw the three brocade-robed young men, and her expression was slightly stunned.

Ding Xiaoyi has all this in his eyes, since he is an acquaintance, it is easy to do.

"It turns out to be you three little guys, what, you also want to go to the Sword Pavilion." Xue Ningsheng smiled, and then asked the three brocade-robed young men.

Hearing Xue Ningsheng's question, the three teenagers showed a look of embarrassment on their faces.

"Sister Xue, don't you know yet, after the Tianjiao Competition, a group of disciples will be recruited.

A brocade-robed young man said to Xue Ningsheng.

"Alas, you are all so old, do you think you can pass the assessment of the Sword Pavilion?" Xue Ningshang said jokingly to the three brocade-robed teenagers with a smile on her face.

When the three teenagers heard this, the embarrassment on their faces became even stronger.

The three were silent, not knowing how to answer.

"But, Sister Xue, can you help us?" A younger teenager finally mustered up the courage to ask Xue Ningsheng.

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The other two teenagers' eyes lit up, and they looked at Xue Ningsheng expectantly

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This made Xue Ningsheng's face sink involuntarily.

"You guys are just fooling around, entering the Sword Pavilion depends on talent, do you think you can pass the assessment of the Sword Pavilion with your current qualifications?"

Xue Ningsheng's face couldn't help but sink, and she said in a deep voice to the three teenagers.

"We really want to enter the Sword Pavilion, Sister Xue, you can help us this time, we promise not to trouble you in the future." A teenager begged Xue Ningsheng.

Ding Xiaoyi just looked at the three teenagers calmly, and he found that although these three teenagers had no cultivation talent, they were better than perseverance.

The eldest of the three was already close to the age of the weak crown, and the youngest was about sixteen years old, and he had already passed the age of the best cultivation.

"It's not that I won't help you, and with your qualifications, you really can't enter the Sword Pavilion, and kendo cultivation is about talent. Your cultivation talent is too poor, and you are only a martial arts product now, and you haven't even reached the realm of a grandmaster, how can you pass the Sword Pavilion assessment."

Xue Ningshang explained to the three brocade-robed youths,

As soon as the three teenagers heard Xue Ningsheng's explanation, they couldn't help but show a disappointed expression on their faces.

"Boom ......",

Just as Xue Ningshang was persuading the three brocade-robed youths, a violent vibration came,

I saw several horses galloping towards me.

A group of fresh-clothed teenagers let out a whistling sound, and their speed became faster and faster.

The carriage of the three brocade-robed young men just blocked the official road, causing a fierce neighing of the horses, and the horses that were whistling like a gust of wind were forcibly strangled.

"Who am I, it turns out to be the three wastes of the Xie family?"

A scholar disciple restranded the horse under his seat, and he saw the three embarrassed brocade-robed young men standing awkwardly in the middle of this official road, and then mocked.

"Yes, these are not the three wastes of the Xie family, why do they want to go to the Sword Pavilion, but the Sword Pavilion does not recruit waste", and the powerful disciples made a mocking and sarcastic sound.

"Xu Pengcheng, you don't talk cool here, do you think the Sword Pavilion will accept you?"

When the young man saw the powerful disciple on the horse making sarcastic remarks, he couldn't help but shout angrily. One after another, the powerful disciples who came on horses were blocked on the official road, and when the young people saw the three young men next to the carriage, their eyes showed disdain.

"At the very least, I won't be like you three brothers, all of you are waste. After cultivating for so many years, he is still a third-grade martial artist. It's really funny to say it, how did Nan Linghou give birth to the three of you waste."

The young man known as Xu Pengcheng raised his whip and sneered at the three teenagers.

When the three teenagers heard the words of the powerful young man sitting on horseback, their faces couldn't help but change.

"You may insult us, but do not insult our Father",

The eldest of the three brocade-robed teenagers couldn't help but show a hint of anger on his face, and he pointed at the young man on horseback and scolded.

"Poor Nanlinghou I's reputation is about to be ruined on the bodies of you three wastes." The young man did not restrain himself from the other party's anger, but said jokingly.

The other powerful disciples let out a burst of laughter, and all the powerful young men gathered in the official way.

"You ......",

A brocade-robed boy pointed to the boyish spirit on the horse's back for a moment, while the other teenagers on horseback let out a mocking laugh.

There was a look of disdain and disdain in their eyes, and the playful expression on their faces was not concealed in the slightest.

Seeing the unbridled laughter and undisguised contempt of this group of powerful disciples, the faces of the three teenagers changed again and again,

They trembled with rage.

What this group of young men who were standing on horseback was not wrong, the cultivation talent of the three brothers could be said to be extremely low.

Even if it is an ordinary cultivator without any cultivation resources, the cultivation realm will not be so low.

The cultivation of these three Nanling Hou princes

For the realm, it is just the three grades of martial arts entry.

The three sons of Nanlinghou can be said to be a joke in the imperial capital,

Whenever a powerful disciple wanted to be lazy or lazy, someone would always move out the three sons of Nanlinghou.

"Look at you, even the three wastes of the Nanling Hou Xie family are not as good, so many cultivation resources have been cultivated to the dog."

Some people directly compared Nanling Hou Shizi to a dog,

After practicing for more than ten years, he has only reached the realm of the third grade, and even a child of five or six years old is more than this realm.

"Xie Lingran, don't be unconvinced, if Lao Tzu had half of your cultivation resources, he would have already broken through to the Great Grandmaster realm. Look at you three brothers, you have been staying in the Sanpin Martial Arts Realm, and your cultivation for so many years has not been cultivated to the dog. Even if it's a dog, with so many resources, it's already cultivated to the realm of disintegration."

"Good dogs don't get in the way, you hurry up, we have to go to the Sword Pavilion to participate in the assessment."

The powerful disciples in the back mocked impatiently to the three sons of Nan Linghou.

The three teenagers had blue and purple faces on their faces, and they looked at this group of menacing powerful disciples with unwilling eyes in their eyes.