"What do you want to do!"

The melon-faced man subconsciously clenched his sword, thinking that it was wrong, and stepped on the bench with his chest straightened.

"So, you're going to take the war book?"

"Pick it up, why don't you take it! Martial arts practice is more skillful, as long as the color is good, I will take as many as I come!" Feng Zhiping nodded vigorously, his cheeks shining with excitement.

How do you feel like you've been warborne?

The melon-faced man was a little awkward, coughed twice and said: "Since this is the case, then we have decided, today's unitary time, after dinner, the martial arts arena by the bridge! Remember, bring your sword, I know that you have a high-grade sword, don't fool with scrap copper and rotten iron!"

"Yes, what about you, are you also human-level high-grade?"

"Of course!" the melon-faced man said proudly, "In this competition, I, Qiaodong, am willing to bet on two human-level high-grade Xiao Huandan, which is enough to withstand your sword!"

"Xiao Huandan?" Feng Zhiping's face suddenly fell, and he waved his hand with lack of interest, "Then forget it, if you want to gamble, you can bet on the blade, and I don't want anything else." ”

The melon-faced man was stunned and furrowed his brows: "You just agreed, do you want to regret it?"

Feng Zhiping spread his hands: "I agreed, but your color head is not to my liking!"

"That's also a remorse!" the melon-faced man sneered, "Hmph, I knew you were pretending, trying to bluff me back by advancing and retreating, dreaming! If you dare to break your promise today, I will go out and spread the word to the world, so that everyone in Diancang Mountain will know how brazen you are!"

"Is this person sick?" Feng Zhiping looked at You Shuang'er.

The girl thought about it seriously and answered the question: "Two small pills are actually quite worthwhile, I don't think it's a loss." ”

"Hey, can we still talk, is that the point?"

Feng Zhiping rubbed his head with a headache, and pushed the spread "one" forward.

"This big brother, take a look for yourself, the door rules say, 'If the duel bet contract is not equal, the challenged person can refuse to fight, and the challenger shall not force the challenged party to play by threatening, coercing relatives and friends, etc., unless there is sufficient reason, Hongwutang can be invited to arbitrate, and if the challenged person still insists on refusing to fight, he can directly judge the loss'. Don't read the rest of it, you see for yourself, in short, I don't agree, you can't force me, if you dare to conceive my reputation, I'll sue you!"

The melon-faced man also has a "one", and the last time he studied it was a few years ago when he first entered the mountain gate, and he usually agreed to the door-to-door challenge, unless the difference in strength was too great, I didn't expect this kid to turn the book for himself today.

After a careful look at it, he stepped back the book to the side, snorted and said, "The door rules are indeed like this, but you have no reason to refuse! The price we offer is completely in line with the regulations, if you don't believe us, you can go to Tongtian Pavilion to evaluate and see if the two small pills are equal to your sword!"

"Yes, the value is equal, but the practicability is not equal!"

Pointing at You Shuang'er, Feng Zhiping said: "Take her as an example, if I challenge her, the price I offer is my pants and bet on her belly pocket, do you think she can agree?"

"Rascal, don't think about it!" You Shuang'er's face was swollen and red, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword again.

Feng Zhiping hurriedly held it down and comforted: "For example, don't be angry. You put aside those filthy thoughts and just say these two things, my pants bet on your belly pocket, do you agree?"

"Who are you talking about!" knocked Feng Zhiping's head hard, You Shuang'er glanced at him fiercely, "Of course I don't agree!

"Look, isn't this the end of it!"

Clapping his hands, Feng Zhiping said helplessly: "Big brother, Xiao Huandan is very good, but I don't need it, you just offer ten pieces to put it here for me, this is not equal!"

The melon-faced man almost vomited blood, and roared angrily: "A top-grade Xiao Huan Dan can not only increase ten years of strength, but also have a miraculous healing effect, you actually say it's useless?!"

"Uh-huh, it's useless. Feng Zhiping nodded honestly.

"You!"

Pointing at Feng Zhiping, his hands trembled, and the melon-faced man was speechless for a long time.

Just when Feng Zhiping was worried about whether he would have a stroke, he grabbed the battle book and strode out of the door, stopping when he arrived at the door.

"Don't go, I'll be back soon!"

Throwing down the last sentence, he walked away quickly.

"Gone. You Shuang'er put her hand on the pergola and looked at it a few times.

Looking down, Feng Zhiping was lying on the table with a disappointed face, dipping the water in the cup and drawing circles.

"Do you regret it? Do you want me to call him back?"

Squinting his eyes and contemptuous for a moment, Feng Zhiping lay down again, thought about it and grabbed the "one" again, and studied it carefully.

The part of the "book" about the exchange of disciples is quite backward, and when he read it that night, he just glanced at it in a hurry, and his main energy was focused on the part of rewards and punishments and merit points.

At this time, he found that the rules of the competition in Diancang Mountain were quite interesting, which could be divided into two categories according to the method, and three levels according to the severity.

The first level is an ordinary competition, there is no time and venue personnel limit, as long as both parties agree to start at any time, regardless of whether you win or lose, there is no cost.

The second level is the Zongmen competition, the time and venue are arranged by each master, and the top is the Zongmen competition, in addition to the full-point Cangshan Sect people, including miscellaneous servants, outsiders are sometimes allowed to participate.

Dabi is usually selected in the form of elimination in the ring, and occasionally it will be thrown into the deep mountains and old forests for special tests, it is the main way for famous teachers to select high apprentices, each participant regardless of identity, as long as the performance is good, there is a chance to soar into the sky, not only can worship the famous teacher, the excellent can also get rich rewards.

"Daddy should have participated in this one, so he was picked up by Master Guowen. Seeing this, Feng Zhiping muttered secretly in his heart.

Thinking about Feng Moxiu's excitement when he showed off his great achievements as a single sword and eighteen road masters whenever he had the opportunity, he suddenly felt that his father was indeed proud enough, and the entire Diancang Mountain plus a number of scattered cultivation masters, how high the strength and how much luck this had to be to stand out.

Moving on, there's the third level – Duel.

Diancangshan does not allow people to kill each other, but some grievances are indeed not mediated to solve, plus people who fight against the water can often exert extraordinary strength, more than the sect can see a person's heart and potential, is to point Cangshan to allow the door to duel, but to change the battle of life and death to make people hurt to death.

The melon-faced man takes a fancy to Feng Zhiping's sword, a human-level high-grade long sword is the dream of many martial artists, how many martial artists can't afford to buy a corner of a ground-level blade when they exhaust their family wealth, and a top-grade human-level high-grade blade has become their ultimate goal.

The eight major factions have their own benefits, and Diancangshan is no exception, and it is not difficult to change to a human-level high-grade blade within the sect, but the difficulty is to obtain enough merit points.

The outer disciples are better, the miscellaneous servants are the worst, they can only complete some bitter and tired chores with few points in the mountain gate, and they have to complete the daily work first, because the common blades in the hands of the miscellaneous servants are human-level low-grade and middle-grade blades, and the thirst for human-level high-grade blades is not much less than that of the disciples of the scattered cultivation and second- and third-rate small schools.

Feng Zhiping knew that the people in Qiaoxi must have inquired about the news in advance, so he chose this time to invite the battle, wanting to take revenge by snatching his sword when he was just released and in bad spirits.

The people in Qiaoxi pinched well at the time, but they didn't bully people in the gambling contract, and they strictly followed the regulations.

And it was this that made him excited, even Qiaoxi, who was "bitter and hateful", acted according to the rules, and who else dared to disobey?

He was still worried before, his salary and merit points were deducted, not to mention the deduction, don't think about filling in a little more in the next year, no matter how much he earns, he will fill in the hole, without the road of Tongtian Pavilion, where can he find so many divine blades to feed the sword seed?

Now it's good, the problem is solved, and the rules of dueling are really good!

You must know that no matter how high the duel jackpot is, it belongs to the individual, as long as you don't go to the Tongtian Pavilion to exchange it for points, no one wants to take it from your own hands!

There's only one question that's more troublesome.

"A duel needs a good reason, where can I find a reason to go! Isn't this forcing me to be a thorn in the head and take the initiative to create enemies!"

Holding his cheeks, Feng Zhiping tapped the table with a bitter face, and Yu Guang saw that the silly girl holding the deed seemed to be reconcocting, he sighed and knocked on the table vigorously.

"Don't write it, ask you something, do you have an enemy?"

"Yes!" You Shuang'er raised his head and pointed at the tip of his pen, "You!"

Rolling his eyes, Feng Zhiping asked: "I mean besides me, do you have any other enemies? It doesn't have to be an enemy, anyone who provokes you can do it, think about it, I can help you teach them a lesson." ”

"The person you can teach, I can't clean it up myself?" You Shuang'er looked like an idiot.

Feng Zhiping was speechless and struggled: "I know you are powerful, but you are a girl after all, how bad it is to fight and kill with delicate flesh, leave this kind of rough work to a rough man like me!"

"Cut, do you think I'm you?" You Shuang'er pursed her lips disdainfully, "First of all, I'm a good boy;secondly, I've been cultivating since I was a child, and I rarely go out of the door, where is the enemy;third, if there is a real enemy, I don't need to do it, the senior brothers and sisters will help me solve it, and then there is my master above, who do you think dares to provoke me?"

"Yes, you cow!"

Feng Zhiping gave a thumbs up, speechless.

You Shuang'er's expression darkened, and she sighed faintly: "Because of this, I can't make friends, they are either afraid of me or my master, count them, and only you dare to provoke me." ”

"It's a great honor. Feng Zhiping pretended to owe himself, and secretly felt pity in his heart.

No one can understand You Shuang'er's feelings better than him, and Feng Moxiu's protection of him is as meticulous as a stupid girl's master, which is outrageous.

Thinking that he can't even go out of the city gate, he is followed by two teams of guards behind him when he walks around the green building and listens to a little song, and even the tea stall on the street has to be cleared for a while, outsiders seem to be very majestic, only he knows how lonely he is.

Sighing, Feng Zhiping held a small hand in the girl's stunned gaze, his eyes were deep.

"You, what are you doing!"

You Shuang'er wanted to pull it back, but somehow she endured it again, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Girl, I want to tell you something, you must answer me seriously. ”

"Hmm...", the voice of the faint mosquito flies.

"I'm not your enemy, if I help you avenge yourself and fight yourself, can you make some money? For example, ten human-grade swords?

“......”

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as an agreement?"

“......”

Syllable!