Chapter 920: Ambition

The Kunlun faction is in the fourth round of the big competition and will decide the top four.

The top four seats in District 1 will be produced between Shi Potian and Jiang Wanqing.

The second district is the winner between Shangguan Ding and Tie Xinlan.

The third round of the three districts has not been compared, which is Qingxuzi vs. Hualuo, and Ying Zhen vs. Xie Changqing.

According to what Jiu'er said, Shi Potian is estimated to be unable to play, even if he is not injured and fights with Jun without regrets, Shi Potian's consumption is too huge, and it will take a few days to recover.

Although Jiang Wanqing is powerful, it is really a little unstable to face his own disciples.

And Shangguan Ding doesn't have to count on it, the battle with Chang Hao is already exhausted, and he is naturally not an opponent in the face of Tie Xinlan.

For this reason, Luo Qingcheng knew that he had made a mistake again.

If Luo Qingcheng can fight seriously with Tie Xinlan during the day today, even if the latter can win, he will not be able to compete in the next competition.

"I have to beat the fat man, at least so that he can't get out of bed" Xiao Qingli was about to leave.

Jiu'er hurriedly grabbed it and said softly: "Let my master know, I'm afraid that Senior Sister will be punished again." ”

Cheating is definitely not okay, and Xiang Tianxiao will not allow it.

Smashing his mouth, Yan Qingshu sighed: "If others are okay to say, Ying Zhen's martial arts path is the worst thing Changqing is good at dealing with." ”

As Yan Qingshu said, everyone can think that after Ying Zhen plays tomorrow, he will never face Xie Changqing head-on.

A swordsman can't take advantage of a master who is good at assassination.

In other words, Xie Changqing must not be in the best shape in the fourth round.

"Fortunately, Qingxuzi and Hualuo are opponents of each other, and it is impossible to end it flat. Yan Qingshu comforted himself and said.

At this time, Jun Buregret but said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing to worry about, at least among the top four, there must be one person who is waiting for work." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, three more people walked in through the courtyard gate, and one of them shouted loudly:

"Talking about the boss, you are really a god, how did you guess that the senior brothers would gather here here. ”

This is Wang Shi's voice.

Ignoring Wang Shi, he stepped forward with a smile and hugged his fists:

"Brothers and sisters, please rest assured. ”

Jun Buregret stepped forward, patted Tan Xiao's shoulder, and said:

"In the ring, everyone is watching, it is definitely not possible to release water, others will gossip about my Kunlun faction, I am afraid that when the semi-finals are drawn, you and Changqing will draw together; of course, I mean that Changqing can reach the semi-finals, no!

It is very rare that you will not regret speaking before you speak.

Talking and laughing, he turned to Jiu'er's side and said:

"Little Senior Sister is okay?"

Jiu'er nodded and sighed lightly: "If that didn't happen to me, I would have been able to participate in the competition." ”

Wang Shi said on the side: "If the junior sister participates, the boss will not be signed." ”

"Little Senior Sister, I don't know how far you have practiced?"

Blinking, Jiu'er seemed to know what she meant to talk and laugh, smiled like a flower and took out a water jade gold needle, glanced at it and said with a smile:

"Talking about the boss, but you want to try?"

Tan Xiao tied the hem around his waist, spread his hands apart, and said:

"It's better to let me pick up the little sister and the little brother at the same time. ”

Everyone was amazed!

The Kunlun faction is famous in the rivers and lakes, and there are two masters of hidden weapons, namely Xiao Shiyi and him.

However, the disciples all knew that Jiu'er only rarely cast flying needles in normal times, and was longer than speed.

If you really want to count it, the Kunlun faction should be three masters of hidden weapons.

"Inch Mang" is another peerless martial art in addition to the "Chaos Demon Butterfly Classic" that Jiu'er has learned.

This martial art is a very rare acupuncture method, which includes the rain of flowers, the shadow of the guide, the first to come, the last to come, the first to guide, the situation to guide, see the gap and so on, all kinds of mysteries.

It can be cast in melee combat or with flying needles.

When it comes to the merits of the exercises of the three secret weapon masters, it is really difficult to judge.

Xiao Shiyi's "Thousand Feather Array" is good at control.

The "Kunlun Twelve Flying Swallow Fingers" is more than change.

Jiu'er's "Inch Mang" is both controlled and changed, and it is very fast.

With the power of one person, he has to take over the secret weapons of two disciples who have passed on to him, and talk and laugh about this......

The eyes of everyone looking at the conversation and laughter have changed.

Xiao Qingli smiled, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and said:

"I think it's okay, Du Feng and Wang Shi, you go get some food, and you will have a competition in this courtyard tonight. ”

............

In the competition in Yanqing Academy that night, very few people knew about it.

Even the elders of the sect who smiled at the sky didn't know.

It's not that Xiang Tianxiao is not worried about the result of the competition, but that he has confidence in his disciples.

"Where did you get so much confidence?" Jun Mochou said, rolling his eyes.

Hua Wuyan also said softly: "If we lose the final victory, our Kunlun faction will be embarrassed." ”

"Hmph!" Qianqiu Liyue said coldly, "Whoever let him invite any other sect to participate, stealing chickens will not make it a recipe." ”

Zhuo Qianxue pursed her lips and said, "Fujun also wants to make a name for my Kunlun faction before going to the world's first martial arts competition." ”

Xiang Tianxiao didn't care about the words of his four ladies at all, but just sighed lightly:

"If I lose, it can only mean that my Kunlun faction has not yet won the strength of the world. ”

As soon as these words came out, the four women were stunned.

Aspirations?

Xiang Tianxiao said that he won the championship, naturally not referring to the country, but the first in the world.

Since ancient times: there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts.

The reason is simple.

It is difficult to distinguish between the splendid articles, so there is no first.

Martial artists are different, there has always been only a point of life and death, and I have never heard of two world-class firsts.

The second is dead, so there is no second.

As the head of a faction, Xiang Tianxiao has the responsibility to bring his own sect to a higher position, which is the ambition of any leader.

Among the tens of thousands of heads in the world, who doesn't want their own sect to be the first in the world?

Yes, it can only be more than enough but not enough.

There is absolutely no such thing as having strength but hiding it.

If there is such a thing, it is brain-dead!

Martial artists are based on transcending themselves.

And before we can surpass ourselves, we must first surpass all others.

However, for the fact that he is the first in the world, Xiang Tianxiao is not in a hurry for quick success.

According to Xiang Tianxiao's words, is there an acquired master who is less than thirty years old in the whole world?

There is more than one Kunlun faction!

Even if the foundation is insufficient now, as long as the disciples continue to grow up.

Decades later, Lao Tzu's Kunlun faction appeared.

There are hundreds of grandmasters, the great grandmasters are all over the ground, and the acquired master can't count you on ten fingers!!

As soon as he thought of the future Kunlun faction, Xiang Tian couldn't stop smiling knowingly.

Looking at the inexplicable smile to the sky, the four girls glanced at each other.

The four girls may not have the same ideas, but they all have a thought in their hearts at this time:

It turned out that he had always had ambitions, but he just pretended not to say it. ’