"Little baby, you are so bold, you dare to ask me for pills, how many lives do you have?"

Wu Xiaoyao scratched his ears, ignoring the threat of the deputy valley master, and sneered: "Don't forget it, it's nothing if you can't take out a third-level pill in the dignified Drifting Valley, it's not a shame." ”

Hua Deputy Gu Lord's murderous eyes stared at Wu Xiaoyao, and said coldly: "What a young man with sharp teeth, if you don't dig it out, you will fall into your trap, and it will be cheaper for you to pay it." ”

Wu Xiaoyao grinned, not denying it, in his mind, the deputy valley master of the flower was self-inflicted, and it was a big shame to not take out her.

It's not just the deputy valley owner who is ashamed, but also the ethereal valley behind her.

"The junior begs for death, then I will fulfill you. ”

The deputy valley lord of the flower came up in anger, and he actually had the intention of doing it in front of everyone.

"Flower Deputy Valley Lord, this is the Divine Soldier Workshop. ”

Ge Liang's words made the arrogance of the deputy valley lord of the flower suddenly extinguished, and the deputy valley lord of the flower glanced at Wu Xiaoyao and threatened: "The matter between the juniors will be solved by the juniors, and on the night of the full moon, the juniors of the Drifting Valley will wash away the humiliation of the Drifting Valley today." ”

Wu Xiaoyao had long wanted to punish the people of the Drifting Valley, how could there be any reason to refuse, touched his nose, and said: "Life and death are in their own destiny, and please ask the senior brothers and sisters in the Drifting Valley to be lighter." ”

"Hmph, Rouxue, let's go. ”

The deputy valley lord flicked his sleeves and left with Rouxue.

Everyone in the house got up and left, Wu Xiaoyao said goodbye to Ge Liang and the others, and followed Yan Jian and Bing Jian back to the Star Gazing Pavilion.

"There is a disciple in the outer sect named Xiong Thirteen, this person is probably your biggest opponent in the competition, cultivate well, my Yan Sword is optimistic about you. ”

Yan Jian slapped Wu Xiaoyao's shoulder heavily, and Wu Xiaoyao grinned hoarsely to express his gratitude for Yan Jian's concern.

Bear Thirteen?

Wu Xiaoyao silently remembered the name, returned to his courtyard, and began a new day of closed-eyes swordsmanship practice.

Selfless cultivation time flies, half a month later.

On the day of the competition among the outer disciples of the Stargazing Pavilion, Wu Xiaoyao stepped out of his courtyard for the first time in half a month and followed everyone to the competition pavilion.

The competition pavilion has long been overcrowded, and the competition of the outer disciples has attracted the inner disciples, and some people have even opened a bet to predict who will win the first place in this outer disciple competition.

Wu Xiaoyao inquired a little, but the result made him very uncomfortable, and his name was not among the candidates for the first place in the outer disciple competition.

"These illiterate animals!"

The favorite for the first place in the outer disciple competition was Xiong Thirteen, and Wu Xiaoyao remembered that the deputy pavilion master of Yanjian had mentioned this person.

Xiong Thirteen is famous among the outer disciples, and after a little inquiry, he saw Xiong Thirteen himself.

Triangle eyes, strong ruthlessness between eyebrows, is a ruthless character!

Wu Xiaoyao, the other popular candidate, directly ignored it, the competition is a melee, and the one who can stand to the end is the winner.

After Wu Xiaoyao was familiar with the rules of the competition, he ran to place a bet, "I will buy a thousand Gathering Spirit Pills and buy the first place in the Wu Xiaoyao Competition." ”

The opening man was wearing a black robe with six gold stars, obviously an inner disciple, the man waved his hand and teased: "There is no such person, change to a personal bet." ”

Wu Xiaoyao is quite confident in himself, so he naturally will not change, and said: "I will bet that Wu Xiaoyao can win, and if he loses, this thousand gathering elixir will be yours." ”

As soon as the man heard this, he became interested, glanced at Wu Xiaoyao casually, nodded, patted his chest and said: "According to what you said, if Wu Xiaoyao in your mouth wins, you can get 10,000 Gathering Spirit Pills, come, this is the certificate." ”

Wu Xiaoyao glanced at the yellow charm in his hand, on which was written the amount of bets and the names of the candidates he cast.

Put away the voucher Wu Xiaoyao followed the outer disciples into the competition pavilion, outsiders are not allowed to enter, the competition is closed, and the final first place in the competition will walk out of the entrance and accept the personal reward of the master of the stargazing pavilion.

Step into the competition cabinet and the competition begins.

"Oops! My stomach hurts!"

When Wu Xiaoyao stepped into the competition pavilion, he heard someone's exaggerated expression and the action of holding his stomach with his hands, and the exaggerated performance made Wu Xiaoyao secretly admire. ”

Wu Xiaoyao glanced at it, and roughly counted the number of outer disciples participating in this competition, not to mention that there were hundreds of people, Wu Xiaoyao muttered: "Let them eat dogs, I will be lazy." ”

Wu Xiaoyao hurriedly stepped forward to hug the man who was pretending to have a stomachache, and shouted loudly: "Brother, are you okay, your stomach can be big or small if you eat badly, let's go to the wine shop now to settle accounts and smash that black shop." ”

When the man heard Wu Xiaoyao's words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he secretly complained: "Where did you come from, you're too naïve, can't you see that I'm pretending?"

Others looked at Wu Xiaoyao and the two of them mockingly, and said with a smile: "Two bad seeds, I am the first in the competition, and I am not convinced!"

Wu Xiaoyao's admiring gaze looked at the man who magnified his words, and muttered: "Bragging BI, being struck by lightning!"

Sure enough, as soon as the man's voice fell, he was besieged and knocked unconscious by dozens of people, and a scuffle followed.

Wu Xiaoyao squatted on the ground and watched the hundred-and-ten** melee with interest, the disciples of the Stargazing Pavilion gave up their best sword technique, and their punches and kicks were not much stronger than those hooligans in Xuantie City.

"As fellow disciples of the Stargazing Pavilion, you must not harm your life. If there is no iron law, one sword can be easily done, how can it be used to pretend to be sick with a madman here. ”

Wu Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, pretending not to hear the man's whispered complaints, and continued to enjoy the rare show.

An hour later, the disciples standing in the competition pavilion were countable, and the man pretending to be sick next to Wu Xiaoyao got up suddenly, and several of them threw three punches and two kicks to put down the disciples who were bent over and panting.

"Relax, this competition pavilion is a stage for smart people. You reckless men deserve to be a stepping stone for my bear thirteen. ”

Wu Xiaoyao couldn't help but give Xiong Thirteen a thumbs up in his heart, and said in amazement: "This kid actually knows how to disguise, I thought Xiong Thirteen had triangular eyes before, but it turned out that the one with an ordinary appearance and a black mole at the corner of his mouth was Xiong Thirteen." ”

Xiong 13 walked up to Wu Xiaoyao under the angry eyes of everyone, glanced at Wu Xiaoyao, and said with a smile: "You stupid and naïve, go out with me." This is called foolishness for fools. ”

Wu Xiaoyao was amused in his heart, pointed at Xiong Thirteen, and asked, "Don't you have a stomachache?"

Xiong Thirteen covered his stomach and laughed, then cold sweat oozed from his face, his face showed a painful expression, and he cried out miserably with his hands on his stomach: "It hurts! ”

Wu Xiaoyao only felt that his scalp was numb, Xiong Thirteen pretended to be in a trance, if he didn't know that he was pretending to be sick, Wu Xiaoyao would definitely believe that the man in front of him was not lightly ill, and he did not have the slightest ability to resist.

"How's it going? Are you speechless because of my performance?"

Xiong Thirteen said quite proudly narcissistically.