It's late afternoon

There have been dozens of competitions on the stage, and it is difficult for the four generations of disciples to have the opportunity to show their strength in front of everyone.

Yang Guo was the last to start, after the end of the disciples, not to mention that he couldn't see the fight on the stage clearly, even if he saw it, he was not interested in it at all, and he was just a child. To say that the biggest of the four generations of disciples is Lu Qingdu, who is nearly thirty years old, but his martial arts are still sparse, at most he belongs to the upper middle, and it is really embarrassing to compete with a group of ten or twenty disciples of the fourth generation, but he is not without strengths when he wins the trust of Zhao Zhijing, and he is good at shooting, and he can often shoot Zhao Zhijing's heart, so although his martial arts are not very good, he learns the high-grade martial arts taught by Zhao Zhijing, otherwise it is just a medium level.

"Tsk~ People are thick-skinned, they are really invincible in the world!"

Looking at Lu Qingdu, who had defeated a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Taoist priest on the field, and was still proud, Yang Guo only felt goosebumps.

This little Taoist priest is Hao Datong's apprentice grandson, and his apprentice grandson also follows his temperament, one by one short-tempered, seeing the little junior brother being bullied by someone who is more than ten years older, he is full of indignation, and scolds Lu Qingdu on the stage.

"Phew, it's shameless, at such an old age, you still bully the little junior brother, and the cultivation is all in the face!"

"Stinky and shameless, step down!"

"If you have the ability, don't run, I'll come up and compare with you. ”

Originally, Hao Datong's apprentice was scolding there, and then the other disciples couldn't stand it, so they followed them and scolded. Lu Qingdu originally just wanted to show off, but he didn't expect that the little road that was so dead turned out to be Hao Datong's apprentice, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart for being unlucky, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only weakly look at Zhao Zhijing in the stands, if he really has the ability, he will compete with the people below, but he is just shouting to clean him up are the best of the four generations of disciples, and his ability is still a little worse.

Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but scold in his heart: Waste, but he still couldn't ignore him, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Be quiet, what kind of system is such a noise!"

"Uncle Zhao, Lu Qingdu is despicable and shameless, bullying young disciples with his age, and asking Uncle Zhao to call the shots. When Hao Datong's apprentice saw Zhao Zhijing speak, he also stopped scolding and asked him for instructions first.

In fact, the competition is originally your love and my wishes, a fourth-generation disciple came to the stage to call the battle, and the disciples in the audience felt that they were evenly matched, so they took the initiative to compete on the stage, which is also an unwritten rule for a long time, all the disciples know it, but this Lu Qingdu is not the first time like this, a few years ago it was also a special challenge for the little disciples, and it has long been discredited among the four generations of disciples, and it is despised by the disciples.

"This ...... I and your master also saw it clearly, Lu Qingdu came to power as a challenger, and did not force Qingchan to compete, how can it be said that the big bullies the small, Qingchan, I ask you, where did your senior brother Lu hurt you?"

The little Taoist priest named Qingchan was timid by nature, so the senior brothers would protect him like this, at this moment Zhao Zhijing asked, and he was indeed not injured, so he replied hesitantly: "Go back...... Back to Uncle Zhao, the disciple and ...... And not hurt,"

"You see, Qing Zen Master and nephew are just having a discussion with Qing Du, and it is inevitable to win or lose, so why care so much!"

Disciples, you look at me, I look at you, although they know that this is the truth, but how can they swallow this breath, the disciple of Shicai said again: "Then please ask Senior Uncle Zhao for permission, I want to fight with Senior Brother Lu fairly." ”

Zhao Zhijing saw that he was respectful, and Zhang Zhiguang on the side also looked at him with an angry face, thinking that he couldn't easily refuse, but he was worried that Lu Qingdu would be bullied, and when he was hesitating, he saw Yang Guo who was napping in the rear, and his heart was born, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Where is Yang Guo?"

Yang Guo hadn't fallen asleep before, but when he heard Zhao Zhijing shouting like this, he said secretly: Here, I know that I can't be too presumptuous in front of everyone, so I stepped forward and replied, "The disciple is here." ”

I saw the corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth rise slightly, and said: "Since your senior brother Qingsong wants to compete with your senior brother so much, he just fought a battle, and his physical consumption is huge, so you can take this battle!"

Lu Qingdu was immediately overjoyed: If the master still has a way, now he can teach this stinky boy a good lesson! Hurriedly ran off the stage, bowed to Yang Guo and thanked him: "Little junior brother, I will work for you!"

"Don't worry, senior brother, everyone knows about your pus Quanzhen Sect, you don't dare to play, and the junior brother will do it for you. Yang Guo's words did not whisper in his ears, but said loudly, and suddenly the audience was silent, Zhao Zhijing was also stunned, as the party Lu Qingdu, his whole face was the color of pig liver, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he couldn't help but roar angrily in his heart: How dare he do this?

At this time, he really wanted to turn around and shout at Chen Qingsong: Come up and fight! But he didn't dare, not to mention that Chen Qingsong had a violent personality, and he couldn't beat him even if he tried his best, he would already be very embarrassed.

After a short silence, everyone laughed, and couldn't help but mock Lu Qingdu, saying that even his junior brother who had just started looked down on him, what was not as good as his junior brother, and what he was afraid of, pushed him to the forefront again, looking at Yang Guo in front of him, the hatred in his heart became stronger.

"Shut up, Yang Guo, you haven't come to the stage yet. Zhao Zhijing looked at Yang Guo with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but scold when he saw everyone making noise.

Yang Guo and Chen Qingsong came to the stage one after another, at first Chen Qingsong still felt that Yang Guo and that Lu Qingdu were the same raccoon dog, but after listening to his words, his heart changed greatly, although I don't know if it is because their brothers and sisters are not compatible or what, they have a little good impression of Yang Guo in their hearts, and they don't want to hurt him for a while, so they hugged their fists and said: "Senior Brother Yang, this time we are just for learning, you started late, do you want to test your fists and feet or swordsmanship?"

Yang Guo has always respected me by a foot, and he also hugged his fists and said: "The junior brother has only practiced swordsmanship since he started, and I also ask Senior Brother Chen to teach swordsmanship!"

Immediately, the two borrowed the wooden sword used in the competition on the side and confronted each other.