A tall and slender young man in the crowd stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice: "Junior Brother Xiao, I'll forget it."
People looked over one after another.
Someone laughed and said, "Senior Brother Xia, your martial arts skills are better than ours. You're welcome. Why don't you have a good competition with Miss Xu?"
"Senior Brother Xia, it's up to you."
"That's right, Senior Brother Xia, you can win."
The tall and slender Xia Bing shook her head helplessly and said: "I'm afraid I'm no match, so I'd better not go up. It would be embarrassing."
Everyone looked at him in surprise.
In people's impression, Senior Brother Xia Bingxia is not a humble person, but rather very proud.
Normally, his eyes are on the top of his head, and he always looks down on people.
However, he has powerful martial arts skills, extremely high talent, and the confidence to show off his temper, and people readily acknowledge and accept his temper.
People with strong martial arts skills are entitled to have a temper.
If you had no skills and a big temper, you would have been taught how to be a good person long ago.
Xu Qingluo and the others looked at Xia Bing.
Xiao Jingzong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xia, the important thing is to compete with each other and show off our talents as Cantian Dao disciples. Victory or defeat is not that important."
He felt that the younger generation of disciples might not be able to match Xu Qingluo, and he secretly regretted it.
I shouldn't have been so quick to leak this news.
We should wait for the results of Junior Brother Zhou's competition to come out before deciding whether to reveal the news.
But I'm afraid it'll be too late at that time, Xu Qingluo and the others will have to leave, so we can't force anyone to stay.
Xia Bing stood in the crowd and shook his head.
It would be embarrassing to go up there by yourself, so why bother?
Xiao Jingzong looked at him with a smile, and everyone looked at him with eagerness and hope in their eyes, wanting him to go up and try.
The corners of Xu Qingluoying's white mouth were slightly pulled, revealing a shallow pear dimple, which was extremely beautiful. She stared at him with a half-smile.
The disciples of Cantian Dao didn't seem to care about her beauty, they were all staring at Xia Bing, hoping that Xia Bing would come up.
Zhou Yang looked at Zhou Zixuan.
Zhou Zixuan shook his head.
This Senior Brother Xia's temper is not that good, and his temper is arrogant and tough. Even if everyone presses him like this, he will not be able to sway him in the end.
Xu Qingluo said: "Mr.
Xia Bing shook his head: "Absolutely not."
Xu Qingluo nodded slightly, seeing that he was not lying, and smiled sweetly: "Then why don't you dare to come up and take action? Is it because you are afraid of hurting me and being blamed by my master?"
"No." Xia Bing shook his head.
Xu Qingluo raised her eyebrows: "Why is that?"
"Why bother asking for trouble when you know you will lose?" Xia Bing shook his head.
Xu Qingluo said: "Is your competition all about victory or defeat? Isn't this a good opportunity to find your own weaknesses?"
She smiled and said: "It seems that we are really different. If I encounter someone who can defeat me, I must ask for advice. It will be of great benefit to me."
"Oh——" She then chuckled and said: "Mr.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "What a good idea."
Xia Bing raised her eyebrows.
Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly and said: "But good means must be matched with sufficient martial arts, otherwise it will be empty airs, come on!"
She smiled sweetly and her face was dazzling.
Everyone was so caught up in her beauty that they couldn't move their eyes away for a moment, and finally they managed to look back at Xia Bing.
With a solemn expression, Xia Bing jumped up, spreading her wings like an eagle, and landed leisurely in front of Xu Qingluo and the four of them.
Xiao Jingzong looked at him in surprise.
Having been in the same sect for so long, I never knew that Senior Brother Xia was a manipulative person. I really didn’t understand Senior Brother Xia!
Xia Bing glanced at him and waved her hand.
Xiao Jingzong took two steps back and got out of the way.
Xia Bing looked at Xu Qingluo solemnly and stretched out her hand: "Miss Xu, please stop!"
Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Originally, I should use swordsmanship, which is the strongest, but for you, Mr. Xia, I'm afraid I don't need to use swordsmanship and palm reading!"
Her white jade-like hands fluttered out, weak and weak.
Xia Bing's expression was solemn and solemn, and his palms had grown in size, and what he was using was the Divine Palm of Heaven.
He is also a prodigy of Cantian Dao. Although he is not as good as Zhou Zixuan, he is already one of the top masters in Cantian Dao.
People immediately opened their eyes and had high hopes.
They felt that Xia Bing's previous methods were not glorious, but they were rare, especially as a disciple of Cantian Dao.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
Xia Bing flew up, flew out of the range of the round platform, and landed towards the crowd.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Xia Bing tried to stabilize her figure in the air, changed her breath, changed from retreating to advancing, and then flew back.
But there was something like a small sword drilled into his body. It was extremely sharp, cutting through the internal organs and the strong energy.
His Gang Qi could not be condensed, it was scattered into a ball of numbness, and he lost control.
He had no choice but to kill the thief, so he could only watch as he was smashed into the crowd like a stone.
Some of the disciples wanted to avoid him, while others wanted to catch him.
The person who wanted to avoid him knew his temper, and he would definitely scold him if he helped carelessly. The person who wanted to catch him didn't want him to look too ugly and embarrass the disciples of Can Tiandao.
After all, someone caught him. The four young disciples stretched out their hands to support him, but failed.
"boom!"
"Ouch!"
"ah--!"
Muffled sounds and screams suddenly sounded and then stopped abruptly.
Xia Bing fell to the ground together with the four people who reached out to catch him. He gritted his teeth and made no sound, but the other four couldn't hold back.
Their arms were smashed to pieces, and they suddenly couldn't help but scream, and then they closed their mouths.
People turned around to look, but could only see clearly what was in front, while what was behind was blocked, so they stretched their necks to take a look.
Xu Qingluo stood tall, looked down at the five of them, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, right?"
Xia Bing gritted her teeth and shook her head slowly.
Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Mr. Xia, can you come again?"
"I'm sorry." Xia Bing finally swallowed a mouthful of hot blood that surged into her throat, shook her head and said, "I admire you Xia!"
There was a huge difference in cultivation, and it would be futile to continue fighting. His previous methods had obviously angered her, so there was no need to humiliate her anymore.
Xu Qingluo nodded slightly and looked at Xiao Jingzong.
Xiao Jingzong hurriedly regained his astonishment and smiled unnaturally at Xu Qingluo: "Miss Xu is indeed a master of the divine monk Fakong."
Xu Qingluo waved her jade hands: "I am far behind Master. There is nothing to compare with. Moreover, Master is not famous for his martial arts. In terms of martial arts, Tiancan Divine Palm is still very powerful."
Xiao Jingzong suddenly puffed up his chest.
The Tiancan Divine Palm is naturally the world's top miraculous skill. As long as you practice it properly and have enough heat, you will definitely be able to dominate the world.
His eyes fell on Zhou Zixuan.
The Divine Palm of Tiancan will definitely flourish in the hands of Junior Brother Zhou and become famous all over the world.
Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Is there anyone else who wants to learn from each other? Just come up and give it a try."
"I'm coming!" A burly young man shouted, jumped up to the high platform, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Zhu Jiong has met Miss Xu, please give me some advice."
He didn't wait for Xiao Jingzong to say anything, and punched out with a force like the wind, fast and hard.
Xu Qingluo circled her jade palm and drew an arc.
Zhu Jiong's burly body suddenly flew up, floating like catkins, and slowly fell towards the crowd.
Xu Qingluo looked at everyone curiously: "Are there any more?"
"...I'll do it." A skinny young man rushed up to the high platform, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "I use a knife, Miss Xu, please teach me."
He pulled out the long knife from his waist and turned it into a sword and swept towards Xu Qingluo.
Xu Qingluo's white jade slipped into the light of the sword as lightly as her little hand, slapped the blade of the long sword, and then the sword and its owner flew into the air together.