"You are the only two people who can enter the ancestral land except the patriarch. What words did he write on the ancestral wall?" Su Xiangchen didn't care at all about Su Zhefang's martial arts. He had tried Su Budong. Even if he had three more Su Zhefang, he might not be Su Budong alone. However, he knew a lot about the inside story of the patriarch passing the three levels and was curious about what words Su Budong would write.

This kind of natural martial arts genius is rare in the world.

After all, what flows through his Su family is the bloodline.

"This kid is not polite. He thought it would take a long time to see the words he wrote." Su Quanchang was shy for Su Budong. How shameless would he dare to write inscriptions on the screen wall like that?

"Oh? You're talking about it." Su Xiangchen smiled.

"He didn't know what method he used in the second level, but he defeated the enemy in just two moves. He wrote himself: 'Defeat the enemy in two moves, and is a great loneliness for all ages!"

"This child is honest." Su Xiangchen cursed with a smile, "But it may be him bragging."

"It's impossible. I've gone to investigate. The most annoying thing is that this kid didn't know what method he used. He really used only two moves and could not block the second level of ten moves. The duty of the Su family's hidden official is to monitor whether the clan leader is an honest person, which is related to whether their inscriptions on the screen wall can be preserved."

"This kid didn't lie?"

"No." Su Quanchang said.

"That's strange. These two moves to crack the second level are rare in the Su family's history, right?" Su Xiangchen asked.

"Su Jianglong's 17 moves were unprecedented."

Su Xiangchen's face was quite lustful. After all, Su Budong was the first person in the Su family in history. "What about the third level in the future? After eating the soul-sucking grass, he must have regarded the mud bricks and stones as gold, silver and jewelry."

"I have never seen anyone who treats gold bricks as toys like him, and only takes two gold bricks on his body, which looks like a souvenir. Do you think that ordinary people have lost their minds when they see these golds that look like mountains?" Su Quanchang said with a wry smile and shook his head.

"Then you don't know that he is already a big boss with assets of over 100 million yuan." Su Xiangchen said helplessly in his heart. "This kid is just an alien, you don't have to compare him with others. So what words did he write in the third level?"

"He said he took him a quarter of an hour to come out, and he felt a little ashamed of his ancestors." Su Quanchang snorted with annoyance.

"Isn't this the first place again?"

"Hmph." Su Quanchang thought of the words on the screen wall and wanted to beat this kid. Is it fun to write it? What should you do if you let later people look at these records? Are you staring at me?

In the field, Su Budong had already set off with his sword.

What's even more peculiar is that Su Zhefang's posture is exactly the same as him.

"Has the Wang family studied me so deeply? Without a mental method, can we infer this sword-harmony move to such an extent?"

"I still don't understand. If Su Budong honestly accepted the abuse of the two dolls in the second level, could he learn the two moves of Jian Ji Tianxia and Dao Kong Guyin?"

"The people who have created the ancestral land have always been regarded as the successor of the patriarch. They will learn at least two of the 'Three Styles of Returning Homes' to deal with the second level of mud dolls, so it can be said that they know themselves and their enemies. However, Su Budong was able to enter the ancestral land yesterday because Su Jianlong left a secret passage that can be entered and not exited. It was a coincidence, which led to him not having time to learn the three styles of Returning Homes with the two dolls." Su Quanchang said.

The field was already on the battlefield. Su Zhefang's long sword in his hand was more than five feet long, and he was a must-have move.

If it weren't for Su Budong, he would still be the acting patriarch today. Although he couldn't get rid of the word "agent", it would be better than more than 20 years of vain. Who did he work hard for and who did he work hard for? Have all his efforts been in vain?

Su Budong was extremely embarrassed at the beginning, because the long sword in Su Zhefang's hand was tricky, so he could only dodge.

Su Zhefang has been immersed in the three ways of returning home for a long time, and has his own unique insights into the sword-harming move.

"You fight back." Seeing that Su Budong's sword skills were mediocre, Su Zhefang became more and more energetic as he fought. He just wanted the young man who had disturbed his big trouble to die quickly.

He swept two more swords and took Su Budong's throat, with great strength. Su Budong did not dare to face it, so he tucked his right leg and dodged to the left.

Su Zhefang's face showed a grim smile, which made her originally not very beautiful face even more ugly, and this smile seemed even more ugly.

"Are you here to escape or choose the patriarch?" There were many Su Zhefang's iron rods around him, trying to disturb Su Budong's mind.

Su Budong was stabbed with many injuries, and many of them had already injured his flesh and blood.

Many people who looked at Su Zhefang showed joy, and saw that this competition was definitely a winner.

Even Su Xiangchen, who was confident in Su Budong, became a little nervous. "How could this happen?"

Su Quanchang's face was also ashen. He didn't expect that although Su Zhefang could not pass the three levels, he was extremely skillful in using the three styles of returning home.

Another twenty moves passed, Su Zhefang used the tenth change to use his sword to help the world. The previous changes have already made Su Budong extremely embarrassed.

"It's almost done." Su Budong suddenly screamed wildly, scaring Su Zhefang.

"You should almost die." Su Zhefang was originally hesitant about killing Su Budong, but the appearance of several old men around Su Budong made him feel a little threat.

The best way to threaten is to make it impossible for him to never threaten himself.

He shouted loudly, and the long sword fell from the head. Su Budong dodged his body and slashed away from left to right.

"This is..." Su Xiangchen was already a little desperate, but he did not expect that Su Budong's swordsmanship suddenly became exquisite.

“He is studying.”

"study?"

"He must have used some skill to win in the second level of magic in Guanzhong. This is a good thing to keep a name for all ages, and the disadvantages are obvious. That is, the second level is not just a test, but also a kind of exquisite changes in the first two styles of the three styles of returning home from the Su family. If Su Budong missed these, he had to learn them back with blood lessons. Now, he learned it well."

"But this is not enough." Su Xiangchen shook his head and said.

“Not enough?”

"After all, the other party has learned these moves for twenty years. How could he win the other party with a young boy who crams for a while? The other party must be very confident in these moves to compete."

"So it's difficult for Subudon to win him?"

"But I believe that some people will always create miracles in adversity. This kid is such a guy." Su Xiangchen's eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!