"Since you have all formed an alliance, why are you still unwilling to join the Wulin Alliance?"
The disciples of Ziling Palace told about the situation of Jianghu sects in the southern border, but they have not yet answered Xuanyuan Fengxue's doubts.
Wu Kefei said before that the Jianghu sects in the southern border were unwilling to join forces. Since they were unwilling to join forces, why did they form three major alliances? Isn't this self-contradictory?
Xuanyuan Fengxue's brain was not very good, and she couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
"This is exactly what we hope the Martial Arts Alliance will change. Although the Jianghu sects in the southern border have formed an alliance, we will not interfere with each other. We will not hold martial arts competitions like the Martial Arts Alliance does, nor will we let the two sects join forces to fight against evil.
." Wu Kefei said simply: "When we are crusading evil sects, we will only announce the targets of the crusade in the alliance, and then the warriors of each sect will start to act as a unit. The linkage between sects is at most mutual.
Exchange information."
"If you encounter a righteous warrior who is ambushed by an evil sect on the way, won't you help?" Xuanyuan Fengxue still asked some unhelpful questions.
The other party happily answered her: "Of course we will help, but after the help, we will go our separate ways and will not work together because we all use sects as our action units."
It's really exciting to be able to talk to such a cool beauty.
"Brother Zhou, can I ask you something? The girl standing next to you is..." An Zhiqiang, a disciple of Ziling Palace, discovered that Mo Xianglan had done some very confusing things. She would praise herself.
Give Zhou Xingyun something to eat...
Mo Xianglan did not sit at the table. She took the bowls and chopsticks and picked the dishes according to Zhou Xingyun's preferences. She would take a small bite of each dish to confirm that it was non-toxic and harmless, and then added it to Zhou Xingyun's bowl.
Admittedly, Mo Xianglan's behavior seemed very strange in the eyes of the Ziling Palace disciples.
"She is my personal maid Mo Xianglan, and she is helping me test the taste." Only then did Zhou Xingyun realize that Sister Xianglan was accustomed to testing poisons for him, which aroused everyone's curiosity.
It would undoubtedly be a waste of money to let such a beautiful woman test the poison on him. Zhou Xingyun did not want to cause public outrage, so he could only test the taste instead.
To be honest, Zhou Xingyun really didn't need Mo Xianglan to help him test the poison. Zhou Xingyun let her do it. It was simply Beauty Xianglan who helped him pick up the vegetables. The taste was extremely delicious.
"My personal maid. Could it be that Brother Zhou is the legitimate son of a noble family?" All the disciples of the Ziling Palace in the Wang family were filled with envy. Such a beautiful woman was actually Zhou Xingyun's personal maid.
The maids and maids in the famous family are all slaves of the master. Judging from Mo Xianglan's attitude towards Zhou Xingyun, she might have been used by him long ago.
"That's right. My father was the head of Jianshu Villa. He also served as the leader of the Wulin Alliance."
On the way to Gu Kuangcheng, Zhou Xingyun had already learned that the martial arts warriors of the Martial Arts Alliance had all recalled the Battle of Destiny and Zhou Qingfeng's deeds. Zhou Xingyun did not need to beat around the bush to hide his identity...
"It turns out to be the young leader! How disrespectful!" Wu Kefei did not doubt Zhou Xingyun at all, or perhaps they had long felt that Zhou Xingyun's identity was very unusual.
Otherwise, how could there be so many martial arts disciples from different sects, as well as beauties in the world, following him around.
The beauties here all want to have a good relationship with the young leader and become his wives and concubines. Eighty percent of the men here are followers of the young leader.
The more the disciples of Ziling Palace looked at it, the more they felt that their guess was right.
Rao Yue, Wei Suyao, Mo Nianxi, Xu Zhiqian and Zhou Xingyun were very close. They talked and laughed with each other and served each other. Mu Hanxing, Ren Jiechan, Tang Yuanying and other women who were dining at the next few tables also flirted with each other from time to time.
Zhou Xingyun secretly gave him a look.
"It was twenty years ago that my father became the leader of the martial arts alliance. Now Jian Shu Villa is just an ordinary martial arts sect, not a famous martial arts sect." Zhou Xingyun was very modest, because he noticed that there were several purple sects.
When the disciples of Lingdian learned that he was the young leader of the Wulin League, they all raised their heads with pride and sneered.
‘Suyao! Xiaohanxing! Someone is glaring at me with their nostrils!’ Zhou Xingyun transmitted the voice into the secret and asked for help from the beauties around him.
"Just stare back with your nostrils." Mu Hanxing glanced at him again.
During the meal, Zhou Xingyun seemed to be socializing with Wu Kefei and others in a serious manner, but in fact, he kept whispering to secretly flirting with girls, including Mu Hanxing, Ren Jiechan, Ayesha and other girls at the next table.
, because of this, they frequently ogle him.
"Don't forget your current physical condition, and don't cause trouble." Wei Suyao reminded, Zhou Xingyun inherited Xu Zhiqian's ability and his body was uncontrollable.
'So I'm asking you for help!' Now Zhou Xingyun's body can only switch back and forth between two extremes. One is the cute animal form of strict self-discipline and slow movements, turning off the battle mode; the other is the god of war form of letting himself go boldly and turning on the unparalleled mode.
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To be honest, when Zhou Xingyun first inherited Xu Zhiqian's skills and his body became clumsy and uncontrollable, he was very puzzled. But after just one night, Zhou Xingyun had a completely new look, and he could laugh like a pig in the middle of the night.
Just like now, if someone troubles Zhou Xingyun, because he cannot control his strength well, he will cause a catastrophe in minutes, so that Wei Suyao and other women have to help him deal with the trouble.
Zhou Xingyun doesn't have to do anything, he can just open his mouth and let the beautiful woman do it for him. Let alone at night...
Of course, at this time, Zhou Xingyun sent a secret message to ask for help from the beauties, just to play with them. After all, Zhou Xingyun had already seen through everything and had his own way to resolve the trouble, and he was too lazy to be like a few boys.
"Young leader, don't be modest. We all want to see the strength of the Shangjing warriors. As the young leader, Brother Zhou must be a hero among the rising stars of the Wulin League and the most representative martial arts rookie of the Shangjing sect. After the meal,
How about we compare some tricks?" Zhou Shaobo, a disciple of Ziling Hall, was a proud and arrogant boy. As Zhou Xingyun expected, he wanted to ask him for some tips.
Young and frivolous warriors in the martial arts world all like to compete in the martial arts arena to show off their strength. It is common for Wu Kefei to find someone to compete with others in the martial arts arena. Therefore, when Wu Kefei saw his junior disciple challenging Zhou Xingyun, he did not say anything to stop him.
Zhou Xingyun is also a young and frivolous boy, and he is no exception. He likes to compete and show off his strength.
However, Zhou Xingyun, who was used to participating in all kinds of big scenes, couldn't help but feel that fighting with a few boys in a small restaurant was really not exciting.
To put it simply, Zhou Xingyun felt that the benefits of doing something in a small place like a restaurant were too small. Not to mention the martial arts, even the effect of knocking down mountains and shaking tigers was useless. Pretending to be cool was in vain, so he was too lazy to pretend...
The disciples of Ziling Hall are all animals, which is boring.
As a result, Zhou Xingyun became humble for the first time...
"No, no, no, please listen to me and tell the truth. My martial arts cannot be the standard for warriors who go to Beijing. Even if you compete with me, you cannot judge the strength of the young warriors of the Wulin Alliance."
Zhou Xingyun seemed to reply very modestly, but to Wei Suyao and others who knew the truth, his words had profound meaning but were extremely arrogant.
My martial arts cannot be the standard for warriors who go to Beijing because my martial arts is too strong to be set as a standard. Even if you compete with me, you still can't judge the strength of the young warriors in the martial arts league because my level is too high and I can kill you with just one punch.
We can beat you to death, but the level is so different that you can't judge our strength at all.
This is the true meaning that Zhou Xingyun wants to express.
"Brother Zhou, don't you mind telling me about your martial arts level?" Of course Wu Kefei couldn't hear the contempt deep in Zhou Xingyun's heart, and thought he really wasn't good at martial arts, so he didn't dare to accept the move.
On the surface, Wu Kefei and other southern warriors seemed to be complimenting Zhou Xingyun and others, but in fact they were prejudiced against the warriors of the Wulin Alliance, believing that the martial arts of the warriors who went to Beijing were definitely not as good as those of their southern warriors.
Wu Kefei and the disciples of Ziling Palace thought this way before, and they think so even more now.
It was not Zhou Xingyun who gave in and convinced them that the warriors who went to Beijing were not as strong as the warriors from the south, but the story of Ping Yi and Jia Xing, the young warriors from the southern border, who defeated the young masters of the martial arts alliance with fewer enemies and more enemies at the Yunling Sword Platform of Juechen Peak.
Spread throughout Gukuang City.
"My martial arts realm, I successfully broke through to the peak level more than half a year ago." Zhou Xingyun's words were very high-level, which immediately made the disciples of Ziling Palace mistakenly believe that Zhou Xingyun had only broken through the martial arts realm in recent years, and now he is probably at the peak level.
Early boy.
"Awesome! There are not many extreme peak warriors as young as Brother Zhou even in our southern towns! No wonder he is favored by so many martial arts beauties!"
Wu Kefei sincerely praised Zhou Xingyun, but his words were a bit harsh no matter how he heard them, especially since there were not many of them even in our southern towns.
His words can be translated like this, there are not many peak warriors like Brother Zhou even in the towns in the southern border, so you will naturally stand out among the lower level martial arts leagues and be admired by the beauties in the martial arts league.
It is true that Wu Kefei sincerely praised Zhou Xingyun.
According to Wu Kefei's standards, a martial artist who has reached the early stage of his peak in twenty years can be said to be one of the best in the world. Among the many young masters in the martial arts, he is considered to be at the upper level.
Among the younger generation of Ziling Palace, apart from himself, only Wang Jianiu, An Zhiqiang and Zhou Shaobo are stronger than Zhou Xingyun.
Knowing from Zhou Xingyun's mouth that he was an early peak warrior, the Ziling Palace disciples roughly guessed the strength and interpersonal relationships of Zhou Xingyun and his party.
Wu Kefei and others took it for granted that Zhou Xingyun was the person with the strongest martial arts and the highest status among their group of more than thirty people.
After all, he is the Young Alliance Leader. Because of this, Wei Suyao and Ning Xiangyi, disciples of Shuixian Pavilion, one of the ten famous sects, all regard Zhou Xingyun as the leader.
"Among the young warriors who went to Beijing, is there one who is known as the Seven Young Masters of Jiangnan?" Zhou Shaobo saw that Zhou Xingyun was unwilling to fight, so he couldn't help but ask arrogantly.
When Zhou Xingyun heard the off-putting name, he immediately pursed his lips to the sky with a look of disgust on his face, as if he had a mustache on his lips.