Xia Qianjie was slightly stunned. She never expected that such blessings would actually come out of the mouth of the second senior brother. There was a moment of doubt and shock in her heart. But when she saw Liao Guanyun's expression of unwillingness to be humiliated, she suddenly Then I understood that the so-called blessing was not a sincere blessing, but just a helpless move that Liao Guanyun had to make due to strong pressure.
Since the blessing was not sincere, it naturally did not require a sincere response, so Xia Xiaoniu just held Shen Lang's arm and said softly. She thought to herself that the second senior brother would come to apologize, not because Shen Lang became a Talisman master?
Then, Liao Guanyun looked at Xia Qianye again, "Senior Sister Qianye, I also wish you..."
Speaking of the word blessing, Liao Guanyun couldn't help but think of his senior brother, and his heart suddenly hurt. The words of blessing could not be uttered no matter what...
"Okay. Since you are unwilling, why come here? Besides, we don't need your blessing." Shen Lang looked at Liao Guanyun's sad expression, put his arms around Xia Qianye's waist, and spoke in a calm and calm tone. Calmly.
A long time ago, Liao Guanyun tried his best to prevent him from being with Xia Qianye, but now he came to bless him with false intentions. Shen Lang vaguely knew that this might represent a certain attitude of Shenjian Peak.
However, even without the blessings from Divine Sword Peak and the blessings of this second senior brother, he and the Xia sisters still lived a very comfortable life.
In this case, where is the need for this kind of blessing?
"I already understand the meaning of Divine Sword Peak." Shen Lang bowed his hands to Master Donghua in the distance, expressed some respect for Master Donghua's magnanimity, and then looked at Liao Guanyun and continued:
"Don't worry, if I, Shen Lang, were down, I wouldn't beg you for help from Divine Sword Peak. If I become prosperous in the future, I would never deliberately seek trouble from Divine Sword Peak. As for you...hehe, I All I can say is that I hope you can take care of yourself and don't always think about targeting me. After all, you can't fight me. If you continue to embarrass yourself and apologize in the future, it will be quite embarrassing."
Liao Guanyun's heart was shocked, and he could hear the hidden harshness in this seemingly grand statement. Especially the sentence "You can't beat me" was like a thorn, piercing his heart.
Can't beat Shen Lang? Liao Guanyun clenched his fists. He was very sure that with his cultivation in the Golden Core realm, he could kill Shen Lang with just one finger... But at this time, he had to admit, Shen Lang, who had become a genius talisman master, had already firmly surpassed him in terms of potential and status in the mind of the powerful master.
After being silent for an unknown length of time, Liao Guanyun could not say anything after all. He just slowly loosened his clenched fists and gradually left helplessly and bitterly, leaving only a lonely figure behind.
"Hey, Mr. Xia, I find that you are quite mean sometimes. I feel that some people are so miserable." Xia Xiaoniu suddenly said.
"Are you mean?" Shen Lang touched his chin, thought seriously and said, "But I am always a mean and mean person."
This sentence is Shen Lang's truth. He is always mean.
The kind of meanness was like that more than ten years ago when he was so hungry that he couldn't eat. The bun vendor would rather beat the dog with the meat buns than refuse to feed him. After that, he became prosperous, but he bought it without hesitation. Ten steamed buns, each one looked as mean as when thrown in the vendor's face...
"Tch, you are a bad guy." Xia Xiaoniu said sincerely, but she did not blame him.
At this time, another bitter and resentful look fell on Shen Lang.
If Liao Guanyun suffered, so did Yang Ye. His strength should have been higher than that of Shen Lang. In order to defeat Shen Lang in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition, he had made so many preparations and put in so much sweat and effort!
But Shen Lang shamelessly used the rules of the game to get into a trap. He lost this battle unjustly!
"Hmph! How dare you be so arrogant when you don't have the strength!" Yang Ye clenched his fists, "The rules of the competition have been more perfect, and there is no room for any loopholes. Tomorrow! I want to see if you can still be like this tomorrow.
proud!"
At the same time, an extremely strong energy wave suddenly came from the martial arts arena, and swords were falling like rain. Chang Qingfeng's true disciple candidate retreated in panic, trying his best, but still had several stabs on his body.
Blood hole.
"It's Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword!"
"How could Li Xuejun's Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword be so powerful! The aura on her body is also..."
"She has made a breakthrough! Senior Sister Li has reached the eighth level of true spirit a long time ago! Unexpectedly, she broke through to the ninth level of true spirit during the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition! No wonder she is so powerful!"
"In this competition, it goes without saying that Senior Brother Liao Guanyun, with his cultivation at the Golden Core Realm, will definitely get one of the three true disciples. Needless to say, Senior Sister Xia Qianye, it is said that her cultivation is still at
Above Liao Guanyun, the second spot must be hers. And the only spot left, it seems that it will probably fall into the hands of Senior Sister Li! After all, the contestants are all young disciples who have started in recent years, the ninth level of the true spirit.
The level of cultivation is extremely rare."
"I don't think so. Isn't there still Shen Lang?"
"Hey, brother. Shen Lang's talents and potential in all aspects are indeed exaggerated, and I admire him very much." A young disciple joked: "But if you want to say that he can beat Senior Sister Li now, that's just fanciful.
Already."
"But I always feel that... something incredible will happen." Another Qingyun disciple said.
"Unbelievable? He got lucky enough to become a Talisman Master. I don't know what kind of bullshit luck he had." Liu Zhi suddenly came over and said angrily: "It's not that I underestimate him, it's that he has no chance at all!
Let's put it this way, if he can defeat Senior Sister Li, I will swallow this sword."
When people heard this, they couldn't help laughing.
But during this burst of laughter, a group of Evergreen Peak disciples suddenly showed angry expressions because Li Xuejun on the martial arts stage suddenly made an unexpected move.
At this time, Chang Qing Peak disciple Liang Banhu was half-kneeling on the ground covered in blood, almost losing his fighting ability. Li Xuejun suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Liang Banhu's head hard, causing him to kowtow.
It hit the hard stone slab hard and made a heavy muffled sound.
But despite this, Li Xuejun still stepped on his head firmly, and the boots under his feet crushed and rubbed hard on the top of his head...
"Damn it! Senior Brother Liang has been seriously injured and has obviously lost his ability to fight. The outcome has been decided! That crazy bitch Li Xuejun deliberately tried to humiliate me!" Chen Pipi, who is also a disciple of Chang Qing Peak, was instantly angry.
Liang Banhu, a candidate for the true disciple of Evergreen Peak, has a cultivation level of the seventh level of the True Spirit. He is warm and loyal, and because he is not strong enough to drink, he can only drink half a bottle of wine at most, so he is nicknamed Liang Banhu.
One of Chen Pipi's few friends, how could he not be angry when he saw Liang Banhu being humiliated.
"And with Senior Brother Liang's good temper, it is absolutely impossible to offend her. There is no grudge these days and no enmity in the past. How could she do such a ruthless thing!"
"Isn't there any hatred?" Shen Lang was thoughtful and wanted to look over at the martial arts platform. He happened to see Li Xuejun turning his head coldly and looking this way.
A hundred meters away from the fighting platform, two eyes met in the air... Then, Shen Lang clearly saw Li Xuejun's thin lips slightly opening, and said to him: "His fate will be your fate tomorrow.
, I will make you kneel on the ground and beg me.”