"What else? There's one last candidate. Which one of you would like to Yang xuewang asked the remaining four disciples, including Xiao Qiang.
Four disciples, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that they dare not speak out. Xiao Qiang thought that it was not long since he joined the Qingfeng school, and it was definitely not his turn to take the lead, so he took an attitude of indifference. The other three disciples are indecisive and ashamed. It's not that they don't want to sign up, it's that they are not good at Kung Fu. They usually make up for the number by pretending to practice boxing. But they really want to fight. They know that they are not good at all.
Yang Xue can see clearly that the remaining martial brothers have mediocre talent, do more housework and groceries in their daily life, and don't focus on practicing martial arts at all. If Zhang Xuan betrayed the Qingfeng sect a while ago, they didn't think they were not strong enough. I'm afraid they would follow Zhang Xuan, right?
Yang Xue, who is full of speechless, finally puts her eyes on Xiao Qiang, who is in a daze. She gripes her teeth and stomps her feet and says, "even if the number of people can't get together, doesn't it mean that we have lost the face of Qingfeng school? Whether it's OK or not, even if you lose, you have to put people together! Little younger martial brother, no one wants to go up to you. It doesn't matter if you lose. You have the right to practice! "
"What?" Xiao Qiang Leng for a long time to find that Yang Xue this little younger martial brother called him, can't help laughing and crying pointed to himself, "little elder martial sister, are you right? What do I do? It seems that I've only practiced martial arts for less than a month? "
"It's about participation, you know? Even if you lose, no one will blame you. " Yang Xuemei's eyes looked forward to him and said, "you don't want the Qingfeng school to be unable to even compete for the quota, do you?"
"Er..." Xiao Qiang rolled his eyes. He really despised the three indifferent elder martial brothers beside him. He was so timid. He could sell sweet potatoes at home!
Soon, Xiao Qiang finally reflected why the three elder martial brothers were so reluctant to play. I'm joking. It's a competition for places. It's a real competition for honor! It's not a computer game. If you lose, you lose. It's a real power PK. If you lose, you'll be beaten. If you lose, you'll be black and blue at most. But if you have to work hard, it's possible to fall into a hemiplegia!
Thinking of this, Xiao Qiang suddenly had a kind of chilly fear on his back. He quickly coughed and said with a bitter smile, "that... Little elder martial sister, I'm really inexperienced, or I'd better..."
"Two secretaries, my father, the leader of Qingfeng sect, because he has a secret disease, it's inconvenient to fight, so the competition for places falls on the Qingfeng sect's disciples." Unexpectedly, before Xiao Qiang refused, Yang Xue directly said with a smile to the director of the association, "I, Yang Xue, as well as Qingfeng sect disciples Li Jian, Hua Wei and Xiao Qiang, have decided to compete for these four places!"
"Well, that's settled. I don't think we need to choose another place. The gate of Qingfeng sect is very spacious. Let's draw a simple arena area to directly conduct the quota election." The Secretary nodded and agreed, "let's go and discuss with the two masters of the Wutian martial arts school and Han Zongtang about the personnel they sent. After confirming, we can start the competition."
Yang Xue nodded her approval, and the two officers went back to the other camp. Xiao Qiang didn't expect that with just a few words, he was sold his gun, and he was reduced to a ghost for the Qingfeng sect?
What the hell is that! Xiao Qiang, who wants to cry without tears, leans on the side pillar with a depressed face. He doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky. At this time, he saw the other three elder martial brothers looking at him with gloating eyes, and he really wanted to kick him to death!
Every mother's usual good purpose, but the key time has become a counselor bag, the object of harm!
Angry Xiao Qiang angrily scolded in his heart. He didn't give Yang Xue a good look. Yang Xue next to him seemed to feel Xiao Qiang's great resentment. She took the initiative to purr her lips and smile, walked to him and said, "little younger martial brother, thank you for your support for Qingfeng sect. I knew you were a good man."
What good man? I was forced to Liangshan by you, OK? Xiao Qiang couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "little elder martial sister, you said that I joined Qingfeng sect and didn't pay less tuition, did you? What awesome is what rookie sells your snacks, but I can't support you. "But you can't hang me like this. My new academic Kung Fu rookie is rather baffling to fight for a competition. What is it that is hatred?"
"Puchi..." Yang Xue can't help laughing when she sees Xiao Qiang's innocent and tragic face and a generous expression. She stares at him and says, "don't show this kind of expression like a lady, OK? Don't worry, younger martial brother. I'm just pulling you to make up the numbers. You'll go to the challenge arena later. Just give up and surrender at the beginning. In this way, you won't have any damage and we won't blame you. "
"Is that all right?" Xiao Qiang's eyes brightened and he was glad to agree. But on second thought, he suddenly looked a little ugly and said, "little elder martial sister, are you wrong? In front of the elder martial brother and the master, I will not fight against the enemy of the sect, but I will die of ridicule? No, no, it's a shame
Yang Xue didn't expect that Xiao Qiang had a lot of backbone. She rolled her eyes and said, "whatever you want. If you don't want to be beaten as a pig, I suggest you choose my proposal. Anyway, it's too late for you to go back. "
"Er..." Xiao Qiang now feels that he is in a dilemma, and he is in a dilemma. He has become a big injustice. He said in silence, "little elder martial sister, remember to take me with you when you have something good next time. Don't worry about me if you have such a bad thing. I'm a novice. You can't bully novices all the time!"
"I know... I can't help it." Seeing that Xiao Qiang was really aggrieved, Yang Xue pursed her little mouth and said with some guilt, "little younger martial brother, I'm so sorry. For the sake of the school to fight for the quota, I can only do this to make you suffer some losses."
"Ah..." Xiao Qiang knew that Yang Xue had said so. No matter how much he argued, it was meaningless. He could only admit his fate with a sigh.
"Headmaster Yang, are you sure you want your disciples to fight for the quota this time?" At this time, after the two Association directors explained the meaning of Qingfeng sect and that of Jin Guozhu and Takeda Zhengyi, they immediately made some unexpected Jin Guozhu sneer angrily, "it seems that you have great confidence in your disciples? Headmaster Yang, how about a contest between us? "
"Jin Guozhu! Do you want a face? At that time, I didn't know who secretly poisoned my master. Now I know he was injured, but I have to compete with him. You really don't know what shame is! There must be a degree of despicableness, otherwise it will be different from animals! " The elder martial brother Li Jian couldn't help being angry and directly exposed Jin Guozhu's wishful thinking.