"I know, but if I don't give it a try, how can I accept your choice, but I've just embarked on the path of martial arts, and I'm just a child, what's not acceptable?"

Xiao Fengping's eyes burned, and he turned over the six pieces of paper.

Just when he regretted the disagreement between the two, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him turned out to be ......

The sixth is an exclamation point, while the seventh is a "? ”

These four pieces of paper are the "trade-offs".

From this emotion, Xiao Fengping felt the determination of the great principal, and he was developing in the direction of martial arts.

But Xiao Fengping could feel from these questions, the dean he had never seen before, and deep down, there was also a trace of doubt, even unwillingness.

It is clear that the ancestors are struggling to find their way.

The end of the martial arts, feathering, the word "zhongkou", this is a change, but everyone is evolving, and no one knows the final form of martial arts.

In an instant, Xiao Fengping only felt that his eyes lit up.

In other words, this path cannot be done by others, but the dean does not think so.

Xiao Fengping suddenly felt that a huge portal seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

And above this door, there is a big character of "Wu".

And this path is "learning".

In the case of being stronger than others, you should learn from the lessons of others, take a stick from others, and create a new path.

For a while, the entire box was filled with the sound of flipping books.

Ten days later, after a night without a word, Xiao Fengping cultivated in his courtyard.

And in the inner city, a mansion, ten days ago, the anger was passed.

"Get out of here," Longchen snorted coldly.

"Let's go!" Chen Cheng shouted loudly and drove out the servant who delivered the food.

Although the subordinates are very helpless, it is their responsibility, whether the master eats or not, they must eat on time.

"I think the master must have been provoked."

"Yes, our lord's family depends on him, and now his position on the second prince's side is in a slump, his former friends have fallen out with him, and the family can't help, it's really frustrating."

Those subordinates are all far away, whispering, they all know that this time, this palace, I am afraid that it will be unlucky.

As he was talking, the lights in Jianchen's room had dimmed.

Just when the people thought that the master was recuperating from his injuries and was ready to rest, no one noticed that a black coat walked out of the mansion silently.

Jian Chen wore a black robe and walked on the roof of the mansion, which was the best cover in the dark.

Coupled with the fact that he himself is a martial saint cultivator, coupled with his leg technique, between walking, there is no sound, and it is obvious that his legs have recovered as before.

"Give Me Death"

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of hatred.

However, instead of going out, he went to the inner city, a more lively place.

When he arrived at this place, even with his current strength, he had to be more cautious and not easily pass through the alleys, after all, this place was as strong as a cloud.

After more than an hour, Jianchen, unknowingly, entered a magnificent courtyard, bypassed the guards, and entered the backyard.

"How can a prince come here?"

And in the courtyard, a man was sitting in the moonlight, drinking and smiling.

Jian Chen didn't say a word, and fell directly to the ground.

"Well, you haven't saluted me in years." In the moonlight, an old man with a hooked nose looked at the disciple in front of him.

This man is the head of Wu.

In the royal capital, there are no princes and princesses in the sequence, and there is no strong man to teach in person, all of them are his disciples.

"Master, did you hear the news ten days ago?" Jian Chen's face was respectful.

"In the royal capital, almost everyone who cultivates martial arts knows that you have lost at the hands of a remote martial arts genius."

The man with a hooked nose had a cold gaze.

As the martial arts coach of the Imperial City, his pride is beyond doubt.

And Jianchen is his most proud disciple, he has already discovered the details of this guy, so he wants to soar into the sky.

Unexpectedly, he was famous this time, but it turned out to be a very embarrassing thing.

It is a great shame for a man in his thirties to be defeated by the secret of the twenty-two-year-old royal family!

If it weren't for the fact that the Xiao family was Jian Mingyue's subordinate and their identities were revealed, everyone thought that they had already made contact with Nanxuanguan, otherwise they wouldn't be so calm.

"Incompetent," Long Chen scolded in his heart.

Jian Chen's eyes were red, and he knew that he must let this old man who had taught him and taught him internal strength completely disappointed.

"Alas, don't say it, I've heard that he dedicated his courtyard to the Seventh Princess, and you also threatened that you won't come to take revenge again, why do you want to come to see me?"

"Ugh."

With his status, to provoke Xiao Fengping is a bit too much.

Even if he is an instructor of martial arts, he is just a teacher without a sequence, although his status is high, he can't reach the point of being high, let alone making trouble in this imperial capital.

"Master, this guy is practicing a very peculiar technique, and he can break my Wang Longjue with one move, it is definitely not an ordinary thing, maybe, his martial arts are also a lot."

Hearing this, the eagle-hooked elder's face changed.

"But you've only guessed it."

How could he not see that it was tempting him to come in the middle of the night.

Hearing this, Chen Feng gritted his teeth in anger, but he also understood that this guy handed over his tribute so happily, which gave him no chance to take revenge.

But he alone, even Xiao Fengping is not an opponent, what kind of revenge is there to talk about?

As soon as he thought of this, Jianchen was furious in his heart, so he simply made a desperate move.

"Master, if you are willing to help me, I will give you my Martial Saint leg"

Hearing this, Elder Hooknose's eyes lit up.

In fact, as a martial arts coach, he was invited by the royal family to take the "Closed Mouth Pill", so in this generation, only the prince can cultivate, otherwise, the true yuan in his body will be strangled to death in an instant.

This elixir is really terrifying, and he has been collecting all kinds of exercises during this time, hoping to break through to the peak of martial arts and break through to a higher level.

The old man of the "Martial Saint Leg Method" had a look of eagerness on his face, after all, he had a lot of people to teach, and he didn't have much time and mind to collect.

Moreover, the exercises of the Martial Saint Realm are all very special, if you look at it a few more times, you will definitely have some comprehension, and with his current realm, he may be able to comprehend it.

"Master, my leg technique is very powerful, but in my hands, it is vulnerable, I have always given it to you"

"You attack me first."

When Jian Chen heard this, his face sank, he got up and bowed, and raised his leg is one leg.