"Mr. Lin, today's matter, this public has the trust of the teacher, and it is really embarrassing. Returning to the palace where he was resting, Qin Guogong sat opposite the white-clothed swordsman and said solemnly.

"Duke Qin doesn't have to be like this. The background of the Loose School is still above my imagination. Although there is no record of this faction circulating, judging from the two people who appeared on the stage, I am afraid that their strength at the peak is not below my Martial Saint Pavilion. With the strength of Qin Gong alone, it is not surprising that he lost to the Easy Sect, and Qin Gong does not have to blame himself too much. The white-clothed swordsman shook his head and said.

"Hmm. Thank you Mr. Lin for your understanding. In addition, my father would like to ask. Mr. Lin has already seen Jiang Yuetian's ability. If Mr. Lin fights, how sure are you that you can beat him?"

"Huh...... Gong Qin thinks too highly of me. That Mr. Jiang is probably already a first-class figure in my master's respect. Although Lin was conceited, he didn't dare to say that he could beat him. The white-clothed swordsman smiled bitterly and shook his head again.

"I see. Qin Guogong nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that if you want to deal with this person, I'm afraid you have to use some extraordinary means." ”

"This person is extremely cultivated, and he has a different path, he is the public enemy of the world! On Your Majesty's side, I, the Martial Saint Pavilion, can guarantee that I will never let him embarrass Duke Qin in this matter. ”

"Good. With Mr. Lin's words, I am relieved. Qin Guogong said, his face slowed down, he raised his wine glass and saluted the white-clothed swordsman, and then drank it all.

On the other hand, Jiang Yuetian did not raise any objections to this "halftime pause"-like lunch break.

At the banquet between Qin Guogong and the white-clothed swordsman, he also followed the little yellow gate that led the way with He Zhi back to the side hall assigned to the Xiaoyao faction.

"I heard that the two of you were in the limelight this morning, and even the Huaming Mountain in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion was slaughtered?" As soon as He Zhi and Jiang Yuetian entered the door, Ding Lu stepped forward and asked He Zhi with a gloating expression.

"It's a fluke. That guy was hell-bent on killing me, and I just happened to get caught. Otherwise, I'm probably going to lose. It's good to be able to save a small life. He Zhi endured his pride and said a few words of humility to Ding Lu.

"Hey, look at you. You're just lucky. You haven't even practiced the third layer of the Righteous Fa, and you really dare to block other people's killing moves? The Martial Saint Realm is weak. But with your current cultivation, if you want to show off your might, it's still early!" Ding Lu immediately gave He Zhi a roll of his eyes, and then turned to Jiang Yuetian.

"Jiang Yuetian, what are your plans? You can't really be stupid and know how to kill and kill, and if you want to kill and kill in the Martial Saint Realm, you can rush directly to the first, right?" If Ding Lu can only be regarded as ridiculing when she is right to He Zhi, then to Jiang Yuetian, she is a serious mockery.

"Hmph, what if I just rush to the first place?" Jiang Yuetian snorted coldly, looking disdainful of Ding Lu's ridicule, "The martial artists of this realm are clearly taking the path of invoking the outer way and entering the Tao with the help of external forces. If this external force can truly belong to them and be controlled by them, then that's fine. But the external force they rely on is clearly not their own, but 'borrowed' from elsewhere. When they use it, they even have their own mental effects affected. This kind of foreign way is clearly a big mistake. It's a pity that the creatures of this world don't know it, and they actually worship the outer way as a guide, but denounce the righteous way as an evil demon. As a disciple of the Sword Sect......"

"Don't, don't, you're a disciple of the Sword Sect, I'm not. Before Jiang Yuetian finished speaking, Ding Lu had already stretched out his hand to stop him, "You can find death as you want, but don't drag me into the water! If you rush to the first, then you are really the enemy in the world! When the time comes, you are powerful, you can stop it, we don't have the ability." To put it bluntly, we've come here without even figuring out what's going on here! Why are you so excited? Our mission is nothing more than two things. As long as we can keep Gongsun Wuji from dying, and rush into the top 16 in the imperial martial arts. Can you afford to make such a big deal out of it and kill you?"

Seeing that Ding Lu and Jiang Yuetian were about to quarrel again, He Zhi immediately stood up and became a peacemaker.

In this team, He Zhi has a clear positioning for himself. He's the peacemaker—and in a way, an indispensable soul figure.

"Hey, Senior Sister Ding, it's quite strange to say. Qiankun Palace, let us protect Gongsun Wuji until the end of the imperial martial arts exercise. But until now, Gongsun Wuji is still alive. There's no sign of dying!"

"What's so strange about this?" Ding Lu is actually a talker in nature, as soon as He Zhi opens a new topic, she really falls for the trick, and immediately turns the conversation away from Jiang Yuetian, "You and Jiang Yuetian have made a big splash as soon as they come up, and they are almost attracting the attention of the entire Martial Saint Realm to the two of you." Originally, Gongsun Wuji wanted to use the imperial martial arts to fight for the status of low-blooded warriors, which should be the target of everyone. But now for the two of you to make such a fuss, who still has the heart to take care of Gongsun Wuji? You are using yourself as a shield for Gongsun Wuji. Of course he's safe!"

"Hmm...... That's true. If we really just meet the sixteenth position of the Imperial Martial Arts. After we are out, Gongsun Wuji will take our place and become a public enemy. Moreover, in addition to the contradiction of high and low blood, he will also be involved in the big problem of the battle for the throne. When the time comes, the hatred he attracts will probably not be much lower than ours. ”

"Absolutely. That's why I said, if we continue to stay in the imperial front martial arts, it will be really stupid! To put it bluntly, Gongsun Wuji is a person...... Hmph!" Ding Lu once again showed an extremely disdainful expression, "He is also a gentleman on the surface and a villain on the inside." What this person said sounded good, but when it came time to use him, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even dare to let out a fart? This kind of person, why do we need to do things for him? Jiang Yuetian, what about the grandeur of your Sword Sect disciple?"

"Hey......" He Zhi couldn't help but smile and shook his head. Anyway, He Zhi has long been used to Ding Lu's mouth. In her mouth, there are no good people in the world.

As for Gongsun Wuji...... Although He Zhi is also a little dissatisfied with the sixth prince, his bitterness He Zhi is not incomprehensible. At least in the Martial Temple, he was not completely unresponsive to the Freedom Sect. Moreover, as a prince, he took the initiative to sometimes provoke more attacks, which would put He Zhi and them in a more disadvantageous situation.

"Naturally, I won't work for Gongsun Wuji. My disciple of the Sword Sect, when did you ever serve the secular imperial power? What a joke!" Ding Lu's last two sentences really hit Jiang Yuetian's weakness, making Jiang Yuetian have to say with a cold face, "Don't worry, I didn't really plan to sit in that first position." It's just that these worldly rats dare to use inferior means to deal with Senior Brother He, and if they don't teach them a lesson, wouldn't it seem that my Sword Sect disciples are easy to bully?"

"Yes, yes, how could I not know? Ding Lu rolled her eyes again and continued, "Anyway, it's good that you know in your heart." ”