Therefore, no matter how good and hard-working the children from the side branch are, they are still much inferior to the children from the direct line. Therefore, the children from the seventh hole will naturally lose easily when they face the children from the direct line from the other holes.

Although I know the reason, it is another matter to accept such a result. Seeing every disciple on my side being beaten to a pulp by others, all the disciples from Jiang Cheng to Qidong,

Not very pretty on face!

"Next battle! Seven-hole Jiang Langxiu! Battle! Four-hole Jiang Bo!"

As the shout of teaching rang out, the eyes of Jiang Cheng and others suddenly focused on a fair-faced and beardless young man next to them. It was Jiang Langxiu, the leader of the seven-dong disciples!

Although Jiang Langxiu and Jiang Zhouyi were defeated in the previous battle, Jiang Langxiu was the leader among the seven-dong disciples after all. Especially after Jiang Shaomin died, Jiang Langxiu was the strongest among the seven-dong disciples! So the second

After a month of small competition, Jiang Langxiu also won the first place with an absolute advantage, and he was naturally qualified to participate in the big competition!

Although the previous seven-hole disciples were all defeated, Jiang Langxiu's face showed no fear at all at this moment. Instead, he was as arrogant and confident as usual, holding a sword and walking toward the ring.

"Jiang Langxiu! It's all up to you!" "That's right! You must win!" "Win one and show them! We, the seven-hole kids, are not easy to bully!"

As Jiang Langxiu walked onto the ring confidently, all the seven-hole disciples were also infected by Jiang Langxiu's confidence, and they all opened their mouths to cheer Jiang Langxiu. In the competition in recent years, the seven-hole disciples were all

At the bottom, now we need a victory to wash away the shame of the seven-hole disciples!

"Hey! He turned out to be a pretty boy! It's really interesting! Interesting! Hahahaha!" Compared with the excitement of the seven-hole disciples, the opponent who had already entered the ring early, the fourth-hole disciple Jiang Bo, had a contemptuous smile on his face,

He pointed at Jiang Langxiu nonchalantly and laughed.

Qidong and Sidong have always been at odds with each other. Over the years, open and covert fights have become commonplace. As a direct descendant of Sidong, Jiang Bo will naturally not be polite to the disciples of Qidong, and his blatant ridicule is even more embarrassing.

He received a round of applause from the disciples in the four holes below the ring.

Slowly walking onto the ring, Jiang Langxiu looked at the opponent in front of him. His face was not aroused by the opponent's ridicule. He was as arrogant as usual. He raised his chin, looked at Jiang Bo coldly, and pulled out with a clang.

He picked up the sword and pointed the sword's edge directly at his opponent!

Jiang Bo didn't take Jiang Langxiu seriously at all. He smiled, put his hands behind his back, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Come on! Jiang Langxiu, right? Even a pretty boy can come to the competition! Hehe!

It seems that there is really no one in Qidong! I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible! What if my men are not careful and I smash your pretty face, won’t it make your mistress feel distressed? "

"Noisy!" Regarding Jiang Bo's sarcasm, Jiang Langxiu still remained indifferent. This was somewhat similar to Jiang Xiaogong. I don't know if Jiang Langxiu deliberately imitated Jiang Xiaogong! And just now

After Jiang Langxiu hummed these two words, the referee who was on the side immediately decided that the competition would begin!

"Drink!" Although he said he looked down on Jiang Langxiu, as soon as the competition started, Jiang Bo was at full strength, and he revealed his strength in one breath, the sixth level of the Immortal Sect! The purple air waves rolling all over him represented "

"The Heart of the Dynasty" is already the third level!

Among the disciples participating in the four-hole competition, Jiang Bo is not considered the strongest, but is one of the least powerful. But even so, Jiang Bo still has the strength of the sixth level of the Immortal Sect. Compared with the previous ones,

Jiang Shaomin, who dominates among the Seventh-hole disciples, is even better! This also shows that there is a huge gap in strength between the Seventh-hole disciples and the Fourth-hole disciples!

A few months ago, Jiang Langxiu's strength was the same as Jiang Shaomin's, and he was also at the fifth level of the Immortal Sect. If Jiang Langxiu at that time was indeed no match for the Jiang Bo in front of him. But since a few months ago, Jiang Langxiu was defeated by Jiang Zhou

After that, in the past few months, Jiang Langxiu could be said to have practiced hard, and his strength had already improved by leaps and bounds! Facing the arrogant Jiang Bo, Jiang Langxiu snorted coldly, and the same purple spiritual power burst out of his body.

The tone was like raising Jiang Langxiu's strength to the seventh level of the Immortal Sect!

"Ah!" Seeing the strength displayed by Jiang Langxiu, Jiang Bo, who was still very proud, was stunned. He couldn't believe his eyes! It was obvious that the other party was just a disciple of the side branch, how could he be so strong?

His strength exceeds that of his direct descendant?

Jiang Bo was stunned, but Jiang Langxiu did not continue to be in a daze with him. He snorted, jumped up with the sword in hand, and launched an attack directly towards Jiang Bo. And as soon as he took action, he made a sharp sword move.

trick!

Faced with this fierce attack, Jiang Bo was startled again. Even the most powerful people in their four holes couldn't use such a fierce sword move! Jiang Bo hurriedly stretched out his hand and took out a move.

He picked up a huge bronze mirror and held it directly in front of him. After several clanging sounds, he blocked Jiang Langxiu's sword move!

Being able to block Jiang Langxiu's attack, this bronze mirror was naturally no ordinary bronze mirror, but a middle-grade spiritual weapon! When Jiang Langxiu saw it, he didn't hesitate at all. He waved his sword again and struck with a sharp sword.

After receiving a blow from the sword, Jiang Bo could only huddle behind the bronze mirror and dodge constantly. He looked so embarrassed and embarrassed, and completely lost the arrogance he had before!

The seven holes, which have always been weak, unexpectedly showed up with such a powerful master this time, which surprised many people present. On the edge of the ring, several cave masters were also jealous. The six cave masters, Jiang Qiangongren,

He couldn't help but smacked his lips, and said to Jiang Xiaogong sourly: "Ninth brother is so talented! He taught such a good apprentice without saying a word! This sword technique of banishing immortals is something you have to pass down from the Three Flavors!"

"

Hearing Jiang Qiangong's sour words, Jiang Xiaogong just smiled lightly and said: "I also saw that this boy has good talent and good character, so I gave him some guidance for a few days! I didn't expect that he could practice this set of swordsmanship to such a level!

"

Jiang Xiaogong was not lying. When he saw Jiang Langxiu and Jiang Zhou fighting before, Jiang Xiaogong really admired Jiang Langxiu, so he also specially taught Jiang Langxiu a set of swordsmanship afterwards. And Jiang Xiaogong

Lang Xiu has always admired Jiang Xiaogong. When he saw Jiang Xiaogong willing to teach him, he was very excited. He practiced the sword skills taught by Jiang Xiaogong day and night, and that was how he achieved what he is today!

"Huh! What's the use of having great swordsmanship! It's just the realm of the Immortal Sect!" Amid everyone's surprise, a sentence that was even more bitter than Jiang Qiangong's came from a short man sitting on the other side of Jiang Liangong.

A young man! This middle-aged man is none other than Jiang Yuangong, the master of the fourth hole in the Jiang Family! The fourth hole and the seventh hole are fighting endlessly. Jiang Yuangong naturally cannot see the pride of the seventh hole. What’s more, he is the one being suppressed by Jiang Langxiu at this moment.

The sons of Si Dong!

Regarding Jiang Yuangong's words, Jiang Xiaogong was not angry at all. He just pursed his lips and smiled coldly, snorting: "Although the seventh level of the Immortal Sect is not high, as long as you can defeat the enemy, it is enough! At least, you can

Never beat me once!"

"You!" Jiang Xiaogong's words immediately made Jiang Yuangong furious, but he was speechless. Ever since he was a child, he had never defeated Jiang Xiaogong once!

When he was young, because he was seven or eight years younger, Jiang Xiaogong's cultivation was not as good as Jiang Yuangong's, but he defeated Jiang Yuangong many times with all kinds of exquisite sword moves! Later, Jiang Xiaogong's cultivation also improved rapidly, and Jiang Yuangong could no longer win.

He immediately stopped thinking about winning against Jiang Xiaogong. Now that Jiang Xiaogong brought up the old matter again, Jiang Yuangong was ashamed and annoyed. He gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Xiaogong. If he hadn't known that he couldn't beat the opponent, Jiang Yuangong would have pounced on him with all his strength.

.

"Okay! Okay! We are all juniors below, so you can save some face for yourselves!" At this time, Jiang Liangong opened his mouth, giving Jiang Yuangong a step down. With the step down, Jiang Yuangong naturally shut up.

I didn’t dare to argue with Jiang Xiaogong anymore, but I resented Jiang Xiaogong even more in my heart!

At this time, Jiang Bo on the ring had been forced into a corner by Jiang Langxiu. Although he had the middle-grade spiritual weapon in front of him, Jiang Langxiu's sharp sword moves made it difficult for Jiang Bo to defend himself, especially when he was practicing.

We were one step behind, and we were forced to retreat step by step.

Seeing that the edge of the ring was right behind him, if he took another step back, he would fall down. Jiang Bo also gritted his teeth, picked up the bronze mirror and threw it towards Jiang Lang. His whole body was like a rubber ball, heading directly towards Jiang Lang.

Xiu bumped into him! He was obviously going to fight Jiang Langxiu desperately!

"Huh!" Although Jiang Bo wanted to fight with him, in Jiang Langxiu's eyes, this was nothing. With a touch of his foot, he easily dodged the bronze mirror that was thrown towards him, and then faced the bronze mirror that was flying towards him.

Jiang Bo, Jiang Langxiu's eyes flashed coldly, and the sword directly went up to meet it, wiping it on the round ball-shaped object, bringing out a bloody light!

"Oops!" A scream rang out, and Jiang Bo was struck by the sword forcefully. He couldn't control his body, so he fell directly from the air and hit the ground hard. He was rolling all over the ground in pain!

Jiang Langxiu was not polite. When he saw Jiang Bo, he just screamed but did not surrender. He stepped forward and kicked Jiang Bo directly off the ring.

"Seven-hole Jiang Langxiu wins!" When Jiang Bo got off the ring, the referee instructor next to him immediately shouted loudly, announcing that Jiang Langxiu was the winner.

Suddenly there was an uproar, and the disciples from several camps around them all had expressions of disbelief. Over the years, the decline of the Seventh Hole has been an open secret among the Jiang Family’s Nineth Hole. Especially in recent years, the Clanology Competition

In the game, the seven holes have always been a foil. Every year, they all lose in the first round. I didn’t expect someone to win this year, and win so easily!

Compared with other camps, the Seven-Dong camp was filled with cheers and cheers. All the Seven-Dong disciples welcomed Jiang Langxiu as he came down from the ring as a hero. Before, the Seven-Dong disciples were all holding back something in their hearts.

He didn't expect that Jiang Langxiu actually made them all sigh happily. For a moment, everyone regarded Jiang Langxiu as the savior who saved their seven holes. Even the disciples who originally supported Jiang Shaomin also

They all changed the objects of their support and were sincerely convinced of Jiang Langxiu!

"Huh! What's there to be proud of!" Contrary to the celebrations at the Seventh Hole camp, the atmosphere in the Fourth Hole camp opposite the ring seemed a bit depressing. They were still babbling and shouting when they saw that they were being carried over.

Jiang Bo, the strong man Jiang Qing, who had had a grudge with Jiang Cheng before, couldn't help but his face twisted, and then he pursed his lips and snorted: "He is just a piece of trash, embarrassing us! Why don't we give him up?"

I'll throw it out!"

Although Jiang Qing is only the guard of the Fourth Dong, and Jiang Bo is the direct descendant of the Fourth Dong, Jiang Qing's status in the Fourth Dong is not simple, and most of the surrounding Fourth Dong disciples do not dare to disobey Jiang Qing at all.

The disciples who were carrying Jiang Bo immediately carried Jiang Bo down, not daring to delay for a moment.

After Jiang Bo was carried down, he raised his eyes and saw the seven-dong celebrations on the opposite side. Jiang Qing's expression became even worse. He turned his head and shouted to several direct descendants behind him: "Listen! Remember! Touch!"

Everyone on the seventh hole, cheer me up! Don’t take it lightly! Don’t lose! If any of you dares to lose to someone on the seventh hole! I won’t let him go if he’s the first one! Also, when the time comes, don’t let the hole go.

The Lord will not give you good fruit to eat either!”

Those disciples were also direct descendants who participated in the competition. Although they were direct bloodlines, when faced with Jiang Qing's scolding, none of them dared to refute, and all of them said yes.

Seeing the reactions of these direct descendants, Jiang Qing's face became a little better, and then he moved his gaze to the side. His face changed several times, and he actually had a smile on his face. He stepped forward a few steps,

He bowed his hands and said, "Xiao Jiang, the competition will be held later..."

"Do you think I will lose?" A cold voice sounded, and the person Jiang Qing saluted was a 17 or 18-year-old boy who looked thin and frail. This boy had always lowered his head and raised his hands.

Holding it against his chest, after hearing Jiang Qing's words, when the young man raised his head and looked at Jiang Qing, he waited for Jiang Qing with a cold look on his face, and simply said this.

With just such a sentence, Jiang Qing was immediately shocked. If he could not live up to Jiang Cheng, Jiang Qing's strength was naturally not much worse than Jiang Cheng. But when he saw the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.

He shuddered and quickly shook his head and said: "No, no, no! With your strength, Xiaojiang, no one is your opponent in this competition! How can you lose! That, that, I just, just want to

I want to remind you, don’t, don’t take it lightly!”

"Take it lightly?" In response to Jiang Qing's words, the young man raised his eyelids and felt a deep chill. He snorted and lowered his hands from his chest. He turned his right wrist slightly and made a snap.

One sound.

Just this slight sound frightened Jiang Qing so much that he couldn't help but tremble. He hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands and shouted: "Xiaojiang, calm down! Calm down! I have no other intentions! You, don't be angry! I, I, I'll go away.

That’s it! I’m leaving now!”
To be continued...