Wu Shijie, on one side, looks gloomy when he sees his elder martial sister talking with Zhao Jiuge. Since he became a master, he has made rapid progress on his way of practice. The whole generation of Dongyue Jianchi is absolutely dazzling. Otherwise, he would not be the chief disciple of Dongyue Jianchi.
Wu Shijie has always been proud of his extraordinary strength and his identity. He should have gone out to practice. Seeing that the school martial arts competition was about to start, he did not go out at all. Instead, he chose to practice in the gate. He wanted to practice in Yuanying before the school martial arts contest.
The elder martial sister had warned him that he should go out for a walk and experience, so that it would be easier to hone himself and break through. However, he, who had always listened to his elder martial sister's words, did not listen this time. He only wanted to break through to Yuanying territory as soon as possible.
After talking about him several times, elder martial sister didn't bother to talk about him. It happened that today, it happened that the chief disciple of Xuantian Jianmen came to visit him and that only the cultivation of Lingdan realm had been achieved. Wu Shijie felt that he had a chance to become famous this time, so he had a series of things to do.
From the beginning to the end, the cold elder martial sister didn't say anything. She just looked on coldly and sighed a little in her heart. She knew that the younger martial brother was good in everything. No matter his aptitude or temperament, he was still good, but he was too strong and hard. To know that the best way to practice is to be tight and loose, and to practice hard, it would be counterproductive.
As an old man, when Zhao Jiuge appeared, she already had a comparison in her mind. Moreover, the fame of Xuantian Jianmen was always bigger than that of their Dongyue Jianchi. Naturally, it had its own reason. However, some disciples of the sect didn't take it seriously. Even some ordinary elders didn't think highly of Xuantian Jianmen.
The cold woman sees everything at the bottom of her eyes, but she is too lazy to talk nonsense. Zhao Jiuge's coming today just makes her younger martial brother suffer some setbacks, and also makes some disciples and elders of the sect recognize some facts. It's good to be self-motivated, but don't be arrogant!
When Zhao Jiuge promised to come down to have a duel, the elder with a gloomy face and a short stature had already ordered a disciple nearby to inform some disciples of the sect who had not practiced in seclusion to come and visit to see how mysterious the Xuantian sword of Xuantian Jianmen was. At the same time, he wanted them to see the unique features of Dongyue sword pool.
Both elders have more confidence in Wu Shijie. As the leader of the sect, they are not weak in their cultivation. In this case, they are likely to trample the chief disciple of Xuantian sword sect under their feet.
Before long, the crowd had arrived at the wide open space outside the Xixin hall. On one side, Zhao Jiuge was alone, while on the other side were a dozen of Dongyue Jianchi disciples and two elders surrounded by Wu Shijie. The cold woman stood on the other side, with a plain look and no expression.
Wu Shijie is full of excitement at the moment, without any tension. He is the last to win in the competition between his brothers. Therefore, he is not nervous at all in the ordinary competition. Moreover, he is also in the later stage of the spiritual elixir realm. Wu Shijie does not think that he is much worse than Zhao Jiuge because of his own information.
"Later, I hope you can do your best and don't keep your hands, and I will do the same. No matter who loses, don't make any excuses."
Wu Shijie stares at Zhao Jiuge in the opposite direction, and says in a somewhat bad tone that he did not like Zhao Jiuge at all. In addition, his elder martial sister, who had always loved him so much, said he didn't care about himself in front of so many people, which made Wu Shijie even more disgusted with Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge smell speech, nodded, no too much words, the whole person is like a tall and straight pine, standing still, regardless of the wind and rain, are still no waves.
Although she didn't like the people of Xuantian Jianmen, she had to admit that Zhao Jiuge did have the air of a famous holy land. On the contrary, his younger martial brother was much more immature because he had not experienced any wind and rain.
At this time, the aura was constantly flashing around. Some flying swords fell on the mountain top of the Xixin hall from far to near. Soon, three or three disciples of Dongyue sword pool in different colors of sword robes swarmed around the edge of the wide field and stood beside Wu Shijie.
There are dozens of figures, male and female. Most of them have spiritual elixir realm accomplishments, and only a few of them are building foundation realm accomplishments. It seems that these disciples should be the inner disciples of Dongyue Jianchi, and most of them should have gone out for training. Only a little remains in the sect.
As soon as these disciples came to Wu Shijie's side, they looked at Zhao Jiuge with curious eyes. They were still more curious about the chief disciple who came out of Xuantian sword gate, and they were excited to hear that the chief disciple of his sect would compete with others.
"Elder martial brother Wu, come on, we must win and fight for our Dongyue sword pool."
"That is to say, our Dongyue sword pool is not so easy to bully. People have come to us. Elder martial brother Wu should not be merciful."
Some of the female students were excited and yelled, and some of them did not know where they were, thinking that Zhao Jiuge had come to the door to look for a challenge.Seeing these younger martial brothers and sisters cheering for themselves one by one, Wu Shijie is also a little excited. He can't be calm for a long time. At the same time, he can't help but be ambitious. If he can win Zhao Jiuge, he will be famous in various sects before tomorrow. Thinking of this, Wu Shijie's mood finally gets a little excited, and deeply spits out a foul breath.
Looking at her younger brother's appearance, the cool woman shook her head helplessly. Her younger martial brother was far worse than Zhao Jiuge. No matter whether she was alone or facing the advice of many East Vietnamese sword pool disciples, she could be as light as water. However, her younger brother's face turned red because of her excitement.
"Elder martial sister, time is short. Shall we start soon?"
Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but urge Zhao Jiuge to urge him. He didn't pay much attention to the competition. What he cared about was bringing people back as soon as possible, so Pei Su Su and Sanwu would be much safer. Moreover, Zhao Jiuge did not know the name of the cold woman.
The cold woman nodded and said faintly, "the competition is up to now. Don't hurt anyone. You can tell the winner or loser. Don't worry. I won't have anything to look at here."
The last sentence is obviously about Zhao Jiuge. She is afraid that Zhao Jiuge thinks that they know more about the number of people in the sword pool, so she will press them down. Although she doesn't like the people of Xuantian sword sect, she can't play any tricks in the face of Zhao Jiuge. Besides, some of the disciples and elders in the sect have short-sighted eyes, so she won't do that.
Hearing this cold woman's words, Zhao Jiuge can't help but feel that she has some good feelings for her. Compared with those two elders, the cold woman is at least a lot more just.
When they heard that the duel was about to begin, all the disciples in the sword pool of Dongyue stood a little farther away from each other, so as not to hurt themselves.
Seeing this, everyone was silent and watching quietly. In their eyes, Xuantian sword gate has always been superior to others. They want to see what is outstanding about Zhao Jiuge, the chief disciple.
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