Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 27: I’m just not convinced (Next)

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Hearing that voice sounded, Zhao Jiuge remained silent, but there was a gloom in his heart. This sentence was spoken from Zhou Hongyong, who was wearing a yellow sword gown, carrying a flying sword and holding a folding fan.

Because the voice is not loud, not everyone can hear it. The dozens of Inner Sect disciples present can hear clearly. For a time, everyone's eyes stayed on Zhou Hongyong and Zhao Jiuge, with different expressions. Different, each thinking about it.

As the chief disciple of Zhao Jiuge, most people are not convinced about this. After all, Zhao Jiuge entered the martial art like them, and even came a little later. He was not outstanding in strength, so he was elected the chief disciple. Many people are not convinced, and more people think that Zhao Jiuge is only a disciple of Jian Wuxin, so he can be elected as the chief disciple.

So seeing this scene, this space suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit subtle. They all wanted to see how these two people would be, and Zhao Jiuge went out to experience for so long, they also wanted to let someone try Zhao Jiuge's current situation depth.

The dispute between Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong, Zhang Pingquan and others in the past raged at the Xuantian Sword Gate, but when they saw the two they met with such a posture, some people immediately gloated.

The dispute between Zhang Pingquan, Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong is not so much a dispute between Xuan Tianfeng and Xuan Qifeng and Xuan Luofeng.

Seeing Zhou Hongyong taking the lead in the trouble, Zhang Ping persuaded to the side to be much quieter. Several years of changes made Zhang Ping persuade less popular than before, and she naturally became a bit more ladylike. After seeing Zhao Jiuge for two years, Zhang Ping persuaded that he didn't have the same look of arrogance in the past, nor did he stand on Zhou Hongyong's side to add fuel to his jealousy, just so quietly watching Zhao Jiuge's every move.

Jiu Lian is not wearing a sword robe today, she is still in a blue long dress, her green silk is coiled up, her pretty face adds a bit of coldness, she looked at the figure in a daze, and her beautiful eyes were a little surprised, which girl is not pregnant, At the beginning, she focused on Zhao Jiuge, but she didn't mean that. This made her resentful. Now, looking back after a few years, her inner emotions are indeed so complicated.

The happiest among the few people in the court is Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie. The two have not changed much. Although they have been separated from Zhao Jiuge for a while, the brotherhood between them is not at all. The estrangement is like a jar of old wine. The longer the time, the stronger the friendship.

The current Leng Rufeng is only one step away from the Nascent Soul Realm. I believe that it is only a matter of time before breaking into the Nascent Soul Stage. The two of them know that there is a gap between themselves and Zhao Jiuge, but they firmly believe that as long as they work hard to catch up Zhao Jiuge, when the three brothers can fight together again, now that Zhao Jiuge returns, he must lead them to the martial arts competition. Even Leng Rufeng's cold face has a little smile, but now watching Zhou Hongyong provoked Zhao Jiuge, and the two of them naturally felt unhappy.

As for the other people, including Ling Longbiao, Chen Hailiang, Guo Liangliang and a group of people, although they are not used to Zhao Jiuge, they will not jump out to provoke Zhao Jiuge. After all, today's situation is different.

Zhao Jiuge looked back at Zhou Hongyong, smiled, then ignored Zhou Hongyong, but his arrogant expression made Zhou Hongyong annoyed for a while, and felt that he was insulted.

Originally, Zhao Jiuge was thinking about focusing on the overall situation. After all, the martial arts competition is about to come, and they have to be unanimous, but watching Zhou Hongyong jump out so anxiously, Zhao Jiuge suddenly changed his mind. , It’s hard to make a difference in the martial arts competition.

Although the grievances between Xuantianfeng and the other two peaks are still the same on weekdays, these disciples are also not convinced by themselves, but now it is time for the outside world, Zhao Jiuge originally thought they would constrain a little, but Zhou Hongyong was still so ignorant of praise.

Zhang Pingquan on the side is much smarter than Zhou Hongyong. Although there is no small contradiction with him, but at this time, he will not say anything. After all, internal struggles are internal struggles. When other sects are involved, they must be consistent with the outside world.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge just smiled at him, and ignored him. Zhou Hongyong felt that he was insulted, and he felt that Zhao Jiuge was a little surrendered and he didn't dare to make a noise. Zhou Hongyong suddenly became excited, even his voice became louder.

"Zhao Jiuge, what are you laughing at? I just don't accept you. I will participate in the competition soon. The grievances between us will be resolved today."

At the beginning, Zhou Hongyong was beaten in the face by Zhao Jiuge, and lost to Zhao Jiuge in front of so many people. Even if his senior sister Yan Wenfei was there, it would not help. Now that he has broken into the Nascent Soul Realm, his confidence has expanded. Shao, I thought I could compete with Zhao Jiuge again. It just so happened that there were so many people here today, so he wanted to find the place he lost back then, and by the way, he severely drew Zhao Jiuge's face.

"Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will solve all of today's affairs, otherwise, a few rat **** will affect the pot of soup, and then the martial arts competition will affect the honor of the martial arts."

Zhao Jiuge still smiled faintly, telling in an understatement that that expression tickled Zhou Hong's courageous teeth, but he was helpless.

However, as soon as Zhao Jiuge's words came out, they expressed too much meaning, and some smart people's eyelids jumped. Obviously, Zhao Jiuge will rely on martial honors. Today is going to stand up, and today may continue to be good. Zhao Jiuge obviously has something in his words.

Zhou Hongyong let out a cold snort, turned his head when he saw it, and stopped paying attention to Zhao Jiuge. Since Zhao Jiuge has said so, there is no point in continuing to argue with words, just wait for the true chapter under his hand.

His master is in the Xuantian Temple at this moment, discussing matters with Zhang Jiao Jian Wuxin, and when he comes out, he is ready to start making trouble like Zhao Jiuge.

In addition to Zhou Hongyong, more people fell into contemplation after Zhao Jiuge uttered those words, and being able to become disciples of the inner disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect indicated that they were the proud sons of heaven. Naturally, they understand the situation faced by the Xuantian Sword Sect in the previous martial arts competitions. Therefore, it is rare for them not to continue to add fuel and jealousy in this important event. Instead, they chose a wait-and-see attitude, wanting to see if Zhao Jiuge can Can't come up with the ability to make them admire, willingly obeyed his instructions, and together in the martial arts tournament, representing the Xuantian Sword Sect to stand out.

Sasha is wearing a green robe, standing carefree at the back, watching everything coldly, without making a sound, and without helping her little brother, her slightly frowning brow is indescribably cute, the whole person Seems to be thinking about something on his mind.

Compared with the small voice in the first sentence, the voices of Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong were not too low afterwards. This time, not only their inner disciples heard it, but also many people around them heard it and saw it. The old disciples who didn't know Qing were still a little surprised at the appearance of people competing.

"Hehe, the strength of this year's disciples is really good, but why didn't they start to participate in the martial arts competitions and deal with other sects, so I started fighting inwardly."

"Young people are energetic and naturally clamor every day. It was not the same situation when we first started."

"Interesting, I think I am fighting so fiercely with my own people now, but I don't know if I will wait for the martial arts contest, just like before, I will beat people down."

The surrounding cynicism fell into Zhao Jiuge’s ears word by word, making Zhao Jiuge’s heart annoyed. Although most people didn’t come to him alone, in Zhao Jiuge’s eyes, this was undoubtedly his chief disciple. There is a problem. If you are the chief disciple who is competent, then where will there be so many disputes when you are about to participate in the martial arts competition?

Especially the last sentence made Zhao Jiuge's confidence and anger hard to dissipate, because in the previous martial arts competitions, the experience suffered by the Xuantian Sword Sect, plus he knew some of the pressure faced by the Xuantian Sword Sect's senior management. Therefore, Zhao Jiuge wanted to share a little bit for them and relieve their pressure. The more so, the more he wanted to lead other inner disciples to achieve good results in this martial arts competition.

However, when others doubted their ability to participate in the martial arts competition this year, Zhao Jiuge secretly clenched his fists to prevent himself from expressing emotions, even when Sasha heard the surrounding discussion, his brows were even deeper. Nothing else, just because she is also Jian Wuxin's apprentice.

Fortunately, this chaotic situation did not last too long. With the appearance of a dozen figures in the Xuantian Temple, the original noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and then a needle fell on the ground. Hear clearly.

A dozen figures headed by Jian Wuxin in a purple robe, followed by the palms of Xuan Luofeng and Xuan Qifeng, Du Jun and Zhang Xu, as well as other powerful elders, obviously these People have only come out for so long, and they must have been discussing something before.

Zhou Hongyong and Zhang Ping persuaded them to try hard to see some emotions or other things from their master's face, but in the end they were disappointed and didn't find anything special.

Jian Wuxin stopped as soon as he stepped out of the Xuantian Temple, standing behind the red fence, his face calm but full of commanding majesty, a dozen people behind him consciously walked down, on both sides of the second staircase, Here comes the status of the head teacher.

Martial arts competitions have always been a major event, so even if Sanfeng’s disciples are constantly fighting on weekdays, but facing this kind of thing, they have to temporarily put aside their contradictions, even Du Jun and Zhang Xu have to compromise, after all. The two of them are ambitious, but the premise is naturally that they don't want to see the Xuantian Sword Gate fall.

So, during the previous discussions in the Xuantian Temple, the two people who had always competed with Jian Wuxin on weekdays were surprisingly unanimous and silent. They did not oppose Jian Wuxin's advocacy. It is good to enjoy the cool under the big tree. If it is Xuantian Jianmen No, they are not having a good life, so in the face of such a major event, the entire Xuantian Sword Sect is rarely united.

"Calling you today, I think you should know why, yes, it is for the martial arts competition. There are still three months before the martial arts competition, so the specific things will naturally be settled today."

After saying these words, Jian Wuxin paused for a while, looked around at the disciples below, and then continued to speak.

I don't know if it was his own illusion. Zhao Jiuge felt that the master Jian Wuxin took a deep look just now. Although it was short, he did feel it, but he didn't understand the master's meaning and was somewhat unpredictable.