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Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Kendo Hall.

The first two games have been concluded, so Li Si naturally announced the start of the third game.

However, Xiaomeng stood up immediately before he could speak. Just like when he first appeared, he transformed in a few steps and walked to the center of the gym. He held the famous sword Qiuli behind his back, and his gray eyes were on the Confucian side.

Sweep.

The whole person's temperament is cold and pure, but the pace is enchanting. Coupled with the curves outlined by the close-fitting skirt, the whole person exudes magical charm.

The ordinary Confucian disciples who were watching could not help but feel a little uncontrollable when they saw this scene. However, the high-level bosses on both sides were not ordinary people, so they turned a blind eye.

Only Gu Xun behaved a little strangely, showing a rather complicated expression, which probably meant...feeling about the eighteenth change of women?

Looking at Xiaomeng, who was full of aura and attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared on the stage, Gongsun Linglong couldn't help but curled her lips and whispered to Chu Nangong beside her:

"Nang Gong, you just said that she is so powerful, then what is her strength?"

"Haha..." Chu Nan Gong stroked his beard and smiled, "In terms of strength, Xiaomeng does not have any actual combat records in the world."

"However, before she went into seclusion, she defeated six Tianzong elders except the leader Chi Songzi."

"That's why she was accepted as a closed disciple by Bei Mingzi, who has not accepted a disciple for fifty years."

"What do you think of her strength?"

"Before seclusion... wasn't he only eight years old!?" Gongsun Linglong's eyes almost popped out of his head after hearing this.

Even if the average strength of the elders of the Taoist Tianzong does not reach the level of the Luowang Six Sword Slaves, it should not be much worse.

You can defeat six Tianzong elders at the age of eight... What the hell is this eight years old!?

Now that Xiao Meng has appeared on the stage, Fu Nian cannot neglect it. He hurriedly stood up and gave a junior salute to Xiao Meng:

"Senior Xiaomeng, I will come down here to ask for advice on this matter."

Xiaomeng's emotionless eyes swept over Fu Nian's face, and then immediately moved away to look at another person - Gu Xun!

Then he said coldly, "I want to compete with him in this game!"

"Me?" Gu Xun pointed at himself with his backhand somewhat unexpectedly, and said with a smile.

Xiaomeng didn't reply, just stared at Gu Xun with those lifeless gray eyes.

But others were not as calm as her.

When Zhao Gao saw this scene, he couldn't help but curl up his lips, probably because he was gloating about his misfortune.

Duke Nan of Chu also stroked his beard and grinned broadly.

Li Si was a little surprised at first, and then immediately looked at Fusu.

Although he didn't really want Xiaomeng invited by Fusu to gain too much limelight, the outcome of today's sword discussion couldn't go wrong.

Xiaomeng can't do this nonsense!

However, Fusu's expression at this time made Li Si a little confused - without the surprise and surprise of others, Fusu seemed to be able to understand Xiaomeng's move to provoke Gu Xun.

And...it also feels like watching a show?

What do you mean, it’s fun to see your teacher?

In the end, Fu Nian was the first to speak:

"This...Senior Xiaomeng, Gu Guoshi is not a Confucian, and this sword debate has nothing to do with him."

Xiaomeng ignored Fu Nian's response and replied calmly, "Isn't he sitting at your Confucian seat now?"

"Why shouldn't I choose him as my opponent?"

Faced with Xiaomeng's reckless behavior, Fu Nian could only continue to persuade her with sincerity:

"The ancient master sitting here is just an expedient measure because there are not enough seats. How can this be taken seriously?"

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter what you say." In response, Xiao Meng responded.

Given Fu Nian's temperament, he was somewhat speechless at this time.

Why can't you listen to this at all?

At the same time, Fu Nian was also a little confused. Wasn't Xiaomeng invited by Fusu himself? Why did he get into trouble with Gu Xun, who was Fusu's teacher?

Do these two have any grudges?

But Xiaomeng has been in seclusion for ten years, where did the grievances come from?

Gu Xun took over the problem with a smile and said to Xiao Meng:

"Master Xiaomeng is determined to compete with me. What offends me?"

In response, Xiao Meng slowly spit out five words:

"You don't dare to do it again?"

These words made Gu Xun laugh angrily, "Ha... after ten years of seclusion, your mouth is not inferior to that of Zifang!"

However, Gu Xun still had no intention of fighting her, and spread his hands and said:

"But I'm afraid that won't work today. This is a sword competition. Participants must first have a sword, right?"

"You have Qiuli, but I don't have a sword!"

Hearing this, Fusu wanted to say "I'll bring it"...

Fortunately, he is still the kind and honest child who did not stab his teacher in the back.

Xiao Meng repeated what she said before, "So, you still don't dare?"

"Hiss..." Gu Xun took a breath, smacked his mouth a few times, and felt a little headache because of Xiaomeng's lack of food and salt, and finally replied, "Let's each take a step back."

"You should finish the sword duel with Fu Nian first. After you beat him, you can talk about fighting me."

"If you can't beat him, I don't have to fight you - there are too many people in the world who want to defeat me. I can't challenge everyone. The challenger must first prove that he has the qualifications!"
Chapter completed!