"Who am I telling you? It turns out it's you country bumpkins from Jiangbei District." A Zhenwu Sect disciple wearing a sky-blue crane-patterned cloak said with a disdainful smile.
Because Fengzhou is separated by a Rui River, the locals call the counties in the north Jiangbei District, while the counties in the south are called Jiangnan District.
As the saying goes, water conservancy is developed, and agricultural work is followed. Agriculture in Jiangnan District, which has geographical advantages, is booming. With abundant food production, the people of Jiangnan District who do not have to worry about hunger can free up their hands to do more things, thus making The silk weaving and cotton spinning industries also developed rapidly.
When a region is prosperous enough, various sects, families, and talents will gather there, forming a virtuous cycle.
Therefore, the people in Jiangnan District have always had a sense of superiority and look down on the poor people in Jiangbei District who live in barren areas.
After hearing this, Wu Qingce responded: "I'm not here to talk to you. Hand over the person who hurt my disciples and let the matter be over."
"Hahahahahahaha!" The Zhenwu Sect disciple wearing a sky-blue crane cloak looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's just you?"
"Dong dong dong dong..."
I heard a sound of going downstairs from the Guest House, and soon a disciple with a plaster on his face rushed out and pointed at Wu Qingce and said: "It was you Guixin Sect disciples who injured my junior brother first, and we haven't gone to ask for an explanation yet." , you actually have the nerve to come over to our important person."
After taking a look at the disciple with the plaster, Wu Qingce said: "It seems that you are one of the people who hurt others. Call out your accomplices as well."
"Hey! You are being unreasonable! I told you that it was you, the Guixin Sect disciples, who hurt us first. If you want to ask for an explanation, we are the ones asking for it!"
"As I said before, I'm not here to show off my rhetoric. If you dare to hurt my disciples of the Guixin Sect, you must pay the price!"
When Wu Qingce just called the door, his powerful voice had already attracted the disciples from all the sects in the surrounding guesthouse to watch the excitement. Now that they heard Wu Qingce being so domineering, they couldn't help but whistle, and those who didn't mind it were shouting. Two sentences: "Hey, Zhenwu Zong! People are riding on your face. I wouldn't be able to bear it if it were me!"
The Zhenwu Sect disciple wearing a sky-blue crane cloak had long been dissatisfied with Wu Qingce's arrogant and domineering appearance. Now he was provoked by the people around him. He directly pulled out the pear blossom gun from the Qiankun Ring and shouted: "It's too much to bully others! Look at the gun!"
"clang."
Wu Qingce instantly pulled out his Wanjun and pushed away the pear blossom spear, and stabbed him back at the same time.
Seeing the two men starting to fight, the onlookers immediately cheered.
The Zhenwu Sect disciple's spear technique was powerful and powerful, each thrust seemed to have a huge force and rolled up a cloud of sand.
Amid such powerful attacks, Wu Qingce dodged repeatedly without even drawing out his sword.
When Wu Qingce dodged another shot, the Zhenwu Sect disciple suddenly put away his gun and said with a smile: "Haha! You don't even have the strength to fight back. With this little ability, you still dare to bark in front of our Zhenwu Sect. If you were in an open place, you would have been killed long ago. I shot him to death."
Wu Qingce shook his head in thought and replied: "If I really wanted to take your life, you would have died five times."
This time, the surrounding disciples also laughed together. They all saw with their own eyes that Wu Qingce could only dodge in embarrassment. He also said that he had taken people's lives five times. This was too big a boast. There were only a few people. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of surprise.
Seeing the Zhenwu Sect disciples laughing, Wu Qingce raised Wanjun and pointed at his chest and said, "You can touch your chest."
"What can I do if I touch you? Hahaha..." The disciple of the Zhenwu Sect said as he touched his left chest, and then the laughter stopped abruptly.
Because he found that his blue-patterned crane cloak had been scratched several times without knowing when.
Just when he wanted to check how big the incision was, with just a slight exertion, the entire blue-patterned crane cloak fell apart into rags on the ground.
This scene made the onlookers stop laughing immediately. Everyone's eyes were focused on the chest of the Zhenwu Sect disciple, and they saw a bright red word "正" scratched on it by Wu Qingce with his sword.
"Every stroke on your chest represents a chance for me to stab your heart once. There are five strokes in total. You can count them."
At this moment, the face of the Zhenwu Sect disciple completely changed. It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't fight back just now, but that he drew the sword so fast that he didn't even see it!
‘What kind of cultivation is this!?’
Seeing the speechless expression of the Zhenwu Sect disciple, Wu Qingce couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This trick taught by senior brother is really tried and true."
Wu Qingce once asked Ming Beiran for advice on one thing, which was how to give the other party the greatest deterrence without harming the other party's life.
Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and answered him: "You can use your sword to draw a straight character on his chest, because each stroke of the straight character is independent. If you can write a complete straight character, it means that you have five chances to take his life. "
Ever since he learned this method, Wu Qingce would use this trick every time he was faced with the task of capturing a target alive, and every time it would shock the opponent to death.
'Then Wu Qingce is stronger than the last martial arts competition... Could it be that he has broken through the Xuan Master!?'
Among the crowd, many disciples who had seen Wu Qingce at the Jiangbei District martial arts competition sighed in their hearts.
The other sect disciples who had never seen Wu Qingce were surprised that the Guixin Sect had such a powerful young disciple.
He took out another piece of clothing from the Qiankun Ring and put it on. The Zhenwu Sect disciple cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Brother Wu for showing mercy, but as a senior brother, I can't just watch you take my junior brothers away."
"Who is making trouble in front of my Zhenwu Sect!"
At this time, a deep voice sounded, and at the same time, a figure fell among Wu Qingce and the Zhenwu Sect disciple.