The next day, instead of lying in the house, he practiced the six movements of whisking dust in front of the house.

Just as Liu San guessed, this whisk is indeed an immortal weapon, an immortal weapon that can enhance attack power. Although it only has six simple moves: split, block, pull, poke, pick, and wrap, it can be transformed into

Endless attack moves.

Coupled with the magical power of this whisk, Jiang Shanghua has yet to meet an opponent in the small town of Nan'ao. But he also knows that Zhao Kui's martial arts is superior to his own, and Grandpa Beggar's magic skills are also superior to his own.

There is not much hope of winning the competition tomorrow, but as the leader of Xiuzhen Guan, one of the three major sects in South Australia, he has to participate in this competition.

He must innovate on the basis of the original six styles of whisking in order to defeat the other two strong opponents.

So he carefully combined his moves and practiced three incredible moves, hoping to catch him by surprise in tomorrow's competition.

Just as he was thinking carefully about these three moves, he heard clapping from the forest, and a voice said: "Okay, Mr. Jiang is trying to bring out the old and bring out the new. Even Zhao Kui may not be able to stop these three moves!"

Jiang Shanghua was shocked. He didn't expect that the moves he had worked so hard on over the past few days would be seen by someone, and it was a deadly person.

He is said to be a fatal figure because he must also participate in the competition.

Jiang Shanghua smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa Beggar, why are you here?"

The fat grandfather beggar came from the forest path with a big smile. He clapped his fat palms and sighed: "If I hadn't seen these moves, I would have been defeated by Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Shanghua said: "Now you have seen it, so I have no chance to defeat you."

"Why do you want to defeat me?" Grandpa Beggar said in surprise: "Is it just for the martial arts competition in Wuhun Palace?"

Jiang Shanghua nodded and said, "The competition will start tomorrow."

Grandpa Beggar shook his head and said: "You are wrong, your opponent does not include me at all. I will not participate in this competition."

"What?" Jiang Shanghua was surprised again and said, "The Beggar Gang is not participating in this competition?"

Grandpa Beggar shook the dog-beating stick in his hand and said with a smile: "Correct answer."

"Why?" Jiang Shanghua asked unconsciously.

Grandpa Beggar lowered his head, thinking, and said: "Because the Beggar Gang is different from you, I will not accept his instructions."

"Who?" Jiang Shanghua became more and more confused as he listened, and said, "Who is he? Is it Zhao Kui?"

"No." Grandpa Beggar sighed and said, "It's the person who controls Nan'ao Island."

Jiang Shanghua seemed to understand a little bit and said: "Surely there is such a person, I should have guessed it a long time ago."

From his own life experience, he felt that there seemed to be a mysterious force behind Nan'ao Island, directing all events on the island.

If there was no one behind the scenes, how could Xin'er, a little girl, maintain the expenses of the farm, how could she continue to provide for the expenses of the Cultivation Concept, and how could she give him this whisk with immortal power.

He stayed there, with countless associations flashing through his mind.

Grandpa Beggar nodded and said, "Sooner or later you will know the secret."

Jiang Shanghua came to his senses and asked again: "Is this person related to the Immortal Sect?"

But Grandpa Beggar said: "Don't ask too many questions, some things are not your turn to know yet. I just advise you not to participate in this competition."

Jiang Shanghua said: "Why not? I have long wanted to compete with you, not to mention the winner will have a mysterious gift."

Grandpa Beggar laughed loudly and said, "That's the bait to catch you."

Jiang Shanghua didn't understand what he meant. Grandpa Beggar smiled and said: "Although I won't participate in the competition tomorrow, I will watch the competition. I will see how this good show continues!"

Having said this, he laughed and left the farm along the forest path.

***

That morning, Liu San and Zhang Si hired two horses and rushed to Nancun. There was already a sea of ​​people in front of the Nancun Wuhun Hall.

Zhao Xiaoli was instructing her disciples to maintain order while accepting registrations for the competition. Seeing Zhao Xiaoli, Liu San was in a mood and pushed forward to register.

Zhao Xiaoli, however, had no impression of Liu San and just mechanically wrote down Liu San's name. Her cold eyes made Liu San feel chilled and she secretly said: "Humph, you must perform well on the competition stage so that Sister Xiaoli will treat me differently."

Just treat each other with eyes!"

Thinking this way, I felt a little more comfortable.

In the stands, Jiang Shanghua had been sitting on the stage for a long time, looking elegant and elegant, looking into the crowd from time to time. It turned out that Xiao Yazhi had also come to Wuhun Hall and was in the crowd!

Liu San was so itchy that he and Zhang Si finally squeezed past. When they got close to Xiao Yazhi, they saw Cui Liu was there. Cui Liu had a contemptuous smile on her face. Liu San didn't care about it and said with a smile: "Xiao Yazhi"

The girl is here too?! I will accompany Miss Xiao."

Xiao Yazhi did not refuse, but said Yanran: "Third brother, don't you know martial arts, have you signed up?"

Liu San puffed up his chest and said, "That's natural. It will probably be the third brother's turn tomorrow morning." Xiao Yazhi smiled, and his heart swayed. He was in the same mood as when he saw Zhao Xiaoli just now. This can't be blamed on Liu San, after all, he is still a boy.

I don't know what a woman is.

Liu San stood in front of Xiao Yazhi, but looked at Zhao Xiaoli from the crowd, thinking: Women are really charming. In the blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Shanghua looking over. When Jiang Shanghua also saw Liu San, his face sank, obviously a little unhappy.

Liu Sancai didn't care about all this, and winked at Zhang Si, asking Zhang Si to pester Cui Liu. Cui Liu actually didn't feel disgusted with Zhang Si, and started chatting and laughing with him, and even went with him to visit the surrounding snack stalls.

As a result, Xiao Yazhi stood alone in the crowd, looking lonely. Liu San took advantage of it and told her a joke before the game started: "Once upon a time, there was a monk in the temple who met a eunuch.

The eunuch was tired and went to the temple to ask for tea and asked the monk to tell stories to relieve his fatigue."

"The monk said: Once upon a time, there was a eunuch who came to the temple to ask for tea. When the monk said this, he stopped and stopped talking. The eunuch urged him again and again and asked: What's next? What's below? He asked the monk to continue talking.

"

"The monk finally couldn't stand the eunuch, and said lazily: Down there? There's no more." When Liu San said this, he looked up at Xiao Yazhi's pink face.

Xiao Yazhi didn't understand the story and looked confused.

Liu San chuckled, lowered his voice, and said in Xiao Yazhi's ear: "What else are you talking about? There are no eunuchs!"

Xiao Yazhi suddenly understood, her face turned red, and she was so panicked that she didn't know what to say.

Liu San smelled the fragrance of Xiao Yazhi's hair and became drunk. He thought: If he could get Miss Xiao and Sister Xiaoli in this life, it would be better than being a god.
Chapter completed!