The two ran to the gate of the temple, and on the wide field at the entrance of the temple, there were two men standing there and confronting each other.

Damn, it's not a giant python, it's two people.

Where are these two guys, what's going on?

It looks like it's going to be a fight.

Hey, what's not to say, early in the morning, why fight!

Mu Xiaofeng was speechless for a while.

The python didn't wait, but waited for two guys who had nothing to do to fight each other here.

The two people facing each other are both in their forties, and one of them has white hair, holds a long sword, and is described as a dashing scholar. The other man was wearing a pair of straw sandals, dressed in a rustic atmosphere, and looked like a farmer, and the farmer was holding an iron rod that looked like about two hundred pounds, but it was amazing.

"Niu Da, ten years ago, we agreed to compete again in this broken temple, and you really didn't miss the appointment!"

"Hao Xiaoyao, ten years ago, the two of us competed, and our martial arts were equal to each other, tied for the first place in the world. Today, we should be able to compare the highs and lows!" said the farmer.

"Niu Da, ten years ago, when you were thirty-five years old, your martial arts had already entered the realm of transformation. Now at the age of forty-five, martial arts should be even more proficient!"

"Hao Xiaoyao, ten years ago you were also thirty-five years old. Being able to reach the first place in the world at the age of 35 shows that you are also very talented!"

"Niu Da, today we must distinguish between high and low before stopping, not like ten years ago. ”

"Yes, there can only be one number one in the world, not two. Today, we must divide the high bottom. Or it's endless. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" the scholar was about to make a move.

"Wait, there is a pair of young boys and girls next to them, probably running out and eloping. If we try like this, it's infinitely powerful, and it's not good to hurt them!"

"You're right. Hey, you two step back and watch this showdown. It's going to be a once-in-a-lifetime event!"

What?

Step back and watch?

Will it be a rare event in our lives?

Mu Xiaofeng was speechless for a while. With one punch, you can fly these two guys hundreds of meters away, and you are the first in the world, and you can reach the transformation realm at the age of thirty-five, and you can even better at the age of forty-five, I will go. If you have the ability, go kill a giant python and show me, it's okay to call around for a false name that is the best in the world, is it interesting?

"Ahem, don't be afraid, you can fight. Let's just watch here!" Mu Xiaofeng sat on the broken threshold of the broken temple very casually.

Seeing Brother Xiaofeng sit down, Gong Qianrou also sat next to him.

So, the two stared at each other with wide eyes and watched with pleasure.

Oh, fight, why don't you fight.

Fight.

Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou urged in their hearts.

The scholar and the farmer were a little confused.

Whew.

This pair of young boys and girls just sit there and watch?

My sword qi doesn't have long eyes!

Also, my stick wind is infinitely powerful, and when I sweep it away, half of the temple will collapse.

The scholar and the farmer were a little surprised at their boldness.

Alas, it is estimated that these two little babies are too young to see the world, and they don't know that the competition between our first in the world is very dangerous.

They are not afraid, so what are we afraid of!

Then, the scholar did it first.

The farmer worked almost at the same time.

The two were so fast that it looked like they were almost shooting together.

A sword and a stick collided together.

Rumble!

The power is excited.

The ground suddenly exploded into a large crater. Bluestone blocks splash.

It's so powerful.

Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou both saw that both of them were ordinary mortals and had not practiced the cultivation of the true exercises. The two of them practiced the martial arts of mortals.

Unexpectedly, it was surprising that the two of them had cultivated the martial arts of mortals to such power.

This can almost be regarded as reaching the strength of the first level of qi refining.

The two of them can claim to be the first in the world in martial arts, and it seems that they should also have this title.

So, Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou watched the scholar and the farmer compete with each other.

The two of them have profound skills, and the recruitment test is extremely exquisite, and they are powerful.

Cultivators spend most of their time meditating and cultivating, improving their level, and rarely studying in depth in sword moves and stick techniques. Because, in the face of absolute strength, any sword moves, no stick skills, are useless.

For example, no matter how subtle your sword moves are, the monks of the other people threw over a dozen wind blades from a distance, and they still dismantled you into eight pieces. Therefore, monks rarely study martial arts or anything.

But mortals are different.

They can only rely on the deep study of moves to make up for their own shortcomings.

As a result, a peak duel between mortals unfolded in front of Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou.

The two fought for a long time, from early morning to noon, and the ground, trees, mountains and rocks at the gate of the broken temple could suffer, but despite this, neither of them hit the high bottom, and it looked evenly divided. Could it be that it is tied for the first place in the world?

Although the battle situation was very exciting, Gong Qianrou patted her yawn, and after watching it all morning, she was tired of watching. Before she knew it, she leaned on Mu Xiaofeng's shoulder and fell asleep.

Mu Xiaofeng also leaned on Gong Qianrou's head, and the two of them sat there and fell asleep.

This made the scholars and farmers a little uneasy.

Damn, there's no mistake.

The two of us are the first in the world, and your two little babies are actually asleep.

Kill me angrily.

was angry, but the two didn't dare to be distracted, and they still had a passionate duel. Swords and clubs burst into flames.

Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou woke up from a nap, and when they opened their eyes, they were still fighting.

"Gong Qianrou, if you see it, you have to be as persistent as them. If you don't get a result, don't stop. ”

"Brother Xiaofeng, I know! The spirit of the two of them is indeed worth learning. But Brother Xiaofeng, I'm hungry. ”

"Then let's move the guy out and make lunch. ”

So, the two got up and went back to the ruined temple to cook, leaving the scholar and the farmer to fight each other there.

Half an hour later, the smell of rice and barbecue meat wafted out.

Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou were already having lunch.

The battlefield of the scholars and farmers also shifted to the ruined temple.

Many of the houses in the temple were broken by them.

Mu Xiaofeng shook his head and regretted it with a look of regret, you are doing this, and you have made the already rotten house even worse, so that it will be difficult for future generations to shelter from the rain!

After a while, the two of them hit not far in front of Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou.

The two of them fought fiercely, and Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou actually had lunch there, which made the two of them even more angry.

We're the first two of us to duel here, and you're actually in the mood to have a barbecue here, I'll go!

Suddenly, with a bang, the farmer smashed a stick on the bluestone in front of the scholar, and the bluestone was smashed.

Among them, a fist-sized piece of gravel flew straight in front of Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou.

Not good.

The farmer and the scholar were shocked.

The stone is going too fast, and the little girl is in danger. But they couldn't stop the stone anymore.

At this moment, they saw Gong Qianrou stretching out her chopsticks, and immediately caught the stone.

Then, Gong Qianrou casually threw the stone at them, and one stone turned into two, and with two pops, it hit both of them in the chest.

The two were sent flying more than ten meters away.

Slammed on the ground.

The two of them got up, and although they were not seriously injured, they had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

A female baby, who looks like she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, actually uses such profound skills to throw out a stone with a chopstick in her hand and smash the two of us into the world.

This?

How is this possible?

If it weren't for their own experience, the two wouldn't have believed it at all.

However, this is also too devastating.

The two of them boast of being the first in the world, and they are not even as good as a little girl at this time, how can this be embarrassing.

Embarrassing, it's so embarrassing.

In the morning, he asked them to look at it from a distance, and said that this was the pinnacle duel that they would rarely see in their lives, and now that I think about it, it really makes people blush.

I really want to find a seam to put it into.

The two didn't know that Gong Qianrou was a cultivator, and they didn't know that there was a cultivator in the world, so they were instantly depressed and felt extremely defeated, like two defeated roosters, standing there, not knowing what to do. In fact, they didn't know that if they really fought with Gong Qianrou in close combat, it was estimated that Gong Qianrou might be killed by them in seconds.

"Actually, in my opinion, the two of you are at the same level, and you probably won't be able to tell the winner until tomorrow. Come on, let's have something to eat together, after a long morning, you are hungry too! My roasted wild boar meat is very good!" Mu Xiaofeng beckoned to the two.

Only then did the two of them notice that there was also a wooden breeze.

This young man who looks seventeen or eighteen years old, gentle and elegant, extremely handsome, can be with this girl, it is estimated that his kung fu may only be higher.

They shuddered at the thought that the girl's kung fu was already so high that they could only look up to it, and that there might be a taller master here.

For the first time, the two recognized themselves, and they were the frogs at the bottom of the well. Thinking that he is the best in the world is ridiculous.

The two of them knelt in front of Gong Qianrou and Mu Xiaofeng almost at the same time.

"Two masters, please take us as apprentices!"

Mu Xiaofeng and Gong Qianrou were both startled.

Mu Xiaofeng shook his head: "You two don't have Huigen, we won't accept you as apprentices, get up!"

Mu Xiaofeng took a look, these two guys don't have spiritual roots. The most important thing is that even if they have spiritual roots, the two of them have no intention of taking people as apprentices now. There are 108,000 miles of road for Tang monks to learn scriptures in the west, and I and my palace Qianrou have 2 million miles to go. So, Mu Xiaofeng said that they didn't have Huigen.

Gong Qianrou also shook her head, indicating that she would not accept apprentices.

"Master, if you don't take us as disciples, we won't get up!"

I'll go.

It's still on the line!

"Gotta get it, don't play with the child's temper, it's not three or four years old, it's forty-five years old, it's not ashamed. Get up, I say you don't have the roots of wisdom, and you are not suitable to be our apprentices! We have no fate! Do you understand?"

There is no fate, but the scholar and the farmer understand these four words.

The two sighed, and with great disappointment in their hearts, they stood up.

"Master, I can see two masters in this life, although I have no regrets in death!" said the scholar.

"Master, you don't accept us as apprentices, and you dare to ask the two masters for guidance. The farmer said.

"Maze, what maze? Don't ask too difficult questions, I can't answer them if it's too difficult!" Mu Xiaofeng said.

The farmer was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Master, why hasn't our martial arts changed much from ten years ago?

The farmer was extremely confused, and this question had been bewildering him for a long, long time.

The scholar on the side also nodded violently, and he also asked the same question.

Mu Xiaofeng was blinded, and said in his heart, when you two heroes were thirty-five years old, their martial arts had been perfected. The transformation realm is the highest realm of mortal martial arts, and you have all reached the highest realm, so naturally you can't improve it anymore.

But how do you say it to them? It hurts to say that you can't make any more progress.

Mu Xiaofeng thought about it for a while, and there it was.