Hearing that voice, Zhao Jiuge remained calm, but felt a little hazy in his heart. These words came from the mouth of Zhou Hongyong, who was wearing a yellow sword robe, carrying a flying sword on his back, and holding a folding fan in his hand.
Because the sound was not loud, not everyone heard it, but the dozens of inner disciples present heard it clearly. For a moment, everyone's eyes stayed on Zhou Hongyong and Zhao Jiuge, with different expressions. Thinking.
Zhao Jiuge is the chief disciple, and most people are a little unconvinced by this. After all, Zhao Jiuge entered the sect just like them, and even came later. His strength is mediocre and not outstanding, so many people are interested in him being elected as the chief disciple. Not too convinced, more people thought that Zhao Jiuge was elected as the chief disciple just because he was a disciple of Jian Wuxin.
So after seeing this scene, the space suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little subtle. They all wanted to see what these two people would do, and since Zhao Jiuge had been out practicing for so long, they also wanted to personally test Zhao Jiuge's current depth.
Back then, the dispute between Zhao Jiuge, Zhou Hongyong, Zhang Pingquan and others was very lively at Xuantian Sword Gate. However, when they saw the two people acting like this when they met, some people suddenly started to gloat.
Rather than talking about the dispute between Zhang Pingguan, Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong, it is better to say that it is the dispute between Xuantian Peak, Xuanqi Peak and Xuanluo Peak.
Seeing Zhou Hongyong take the lead in making an attack, Zhang Ping on the side became much quieter. After several years of changes, Zhang Ping was not as hot as before, and she was naturally more ladylike. After a year or two, she was in Seeing Zhao Jiuge, Zhang Pingquan didn't have the tense look he had in the past, nor did he take Zhou Hongyong's side to add fuel to the fire. He just watched Zhao Jiuge's every move so quietly.
Jiulian was not wearing a sword robe today, but was still wearing a long blue dress. Her black hair was tied up, and her pretty face added a bit of coldness. She was a little stunned when she looked at that figure, and her beautiful eyes were in a trance. What girl didn't have a child in her heart? She was so focused on it back then. It was placed on Zhao Jiuge, but he didn't mean it, which made her resentful. Now, looking back after a few years, her inner emotions are indeed so complicated.
Among the people present, the happiest ones were Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie. The two of them had not changed much. Although they had been separated from Zhao Jiuge for some time, there was no barrier in their brotherly relationship. On the contrary, Like a jar of old wine, friendship becomes more mellow as time goes by.
Today, Leng Rufeng is only one step away from the Yuanying realm. They believe that it is only a matter of time to break through to the Yuanying realm. 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 and catch up with Zhao Jiuge, At that time, the three brothers could fight together again. Now that they saw Zhao Jiuge return, they had to lead them to participate in the sect martial arts competition. Even Leng Rufeng's cold face had a smile, but at this moment, watching Zhou Hongyong provoke Zhao Jiuge , the two of them were naturally unhappy.
As for the others, including Ling Longbiao, Chen Hailiang, Guo Liangliang and others, although they dislike Zhao Jiuge, they will not jump out and actively provoke Zhao Jiuge. After all, the situation today is different.
Zhao Jiuge looked back at Zhou Hongyong, smiled, and then ignored Zhou Hongyong. However, his arrogant expression made Zhou Hongyong angry for a while, as if he had been insulted.
Originally, Zhao Jiuge thought of putting the overall situation first. After all, the sect martial arts competition was coming soon and they had to be unanimous in dealing with the outside world. However, seeing Zhou Hongyong jump out in such a hurry, Zhao Jiuge immediately changed his mind. It seems that if he does not establish his authority today, he will It is difficult to make a difference in martial arts competitions.
Although the grievances between Xuantian Peak and the other two peaks are still there on weekdays, and these disciples are not convinced by themselves, but now it is time to deal with the outside world, Zhao Jiuge originally thought that they would be more restrained, but he did not expect that Zhou Hongyong is still so ignorant of praise.
Zhang Pingquan, who was on the side, was much smarter than Zhou Hongyong. Although he had a lot of conflicts with himself, he kept silent at this time. After all, the internal fight was an internal fight, and if it involved other sects' holy places, they must be unanimously exposed to the outside world.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge just smiled at him and ignored him, Zhou Hongyong felt that he was insulted and that Zhao Jiuge was a little surrendered and did not dare to speak. Zhou Hongyong suddenly became energetic and even raised his voice.
"Zhao Jiuge, why are you laughing? I'm just not convinced by you. I'm going to participate in the martial arts tournament soon. The grudge between us will be settled today."
Zhou Hongyong was slapped 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 through to the Nascent Soul realm, his self-confidence has increased a lot, thinking that He can compete with Zhao Jiuge again, and there are so many people here today, so he wants to get back the place he lost back then, and slap Zhao Jiuge hard on the face.
"Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will solve everything today. Otherwise, a few mouse droppings will not affect the pot of soup, and the sect's martial arts competition will affect the sect's honor."
Zhao Jiuge still smiled faintly and spoke in an understatement. The look on his face made Zhou Hongyong's teeth itch, but he was helpless.
However, as soon as Zhao Jiuge's words came out, he expressed so many meanings that some smart people's eyelids twitched. It was obvious that Zhao Jiuge wanted to use the honor of the sect to establish his authority today, and today there may be a lot of good drama. Zhao Jiuge obviously There is something in the words.
Zhou Hongyong snorted coldly, turned his head when he saw this, and ignored Zhao Jiuge. Since Zhao Jiuge said so, there is no point in continuing to argue. He can wait until his subordinates see the real chapter.
His master was currently in the Xuantian Palace, discussing matters with the headmaster Jian Wuxin. When he came out later, he was going to start attacking Zhao Jiuge.
In addition to Zhou Hongyong, more people fell into deep thought after Zhao Jiuge said those words. Being able to become the inner disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect shows that each of them is the proud one of heaven. Naturally, they understand what they have done before. The situation faced by the Xuantian Sword Sect in several sect competitions, so for such a major event, they rarely continued to add fuel to the fire, but chose a wait-and-see attitude, wanting to see if Zhao Jiuge could come up with something They admired his ability, and they willingly obeyed his orders, and together they represented the Xuantian Sword Sect in the sect competition and stood out.
Shasha was wearing a green robe, standing behind carefreely, looking at everything with cold eyes, without making a sound or helping her little junior brother out of trouble. Her slightly frowning brows were indescribably cute, and she seemed to be thinking. What's on your mind
Compared with the small voice in the first sentence, the voices of Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong were not too quiet. This time, not only their inner disciples heard it, but also many people around them heard it and saw the two fighting against each other. Old disciples who didn't know Qing were still a little surprised by his appearance.
"Haha, this year's class of disciples is really strong, but why have they started fighting among themselves before they even started to participate in the sect martial arts competition to deal with other sects?"
"Young people are energetic and naturally clamor every day. It was not the same situation when we first started."
"It's interesting. I see you are fighting so fiercely with your own people now, but I don't know if you will be beaten as hard as before when you participate in the sect martial arts competition."
The cynicism and sarcasm around him fell into Zhao Jiuge's ears word by word, making Zhao Jiuge very angry. Although most people were not directed at him alone, in Zhao Jiuge's view, there was undoubtedly something wrong with him, the chief disciple. If he, the chief disciple, was competent, how could there be so many disputes when he was about to participate in the sect martial arts competition
Especially the last sentence made Zhao Jiuge feel confident and angry. Because of the experiences Xuantian Sword Sect suffered in the previous sect martial arts competitions, and because he knew some of the pressure faced by Xuantian Sword Sect’s senior officials, Zhao Jiuge The more he wanted to share some of the burden with them and relieve their pressure. The more this happened, the more he wanted to lead the other inner disciples to achieve good results in this sect competition.
However, when he heard others doubting the abilities of their disciples participating in the sect martial arts competition, Zhao Jiuge secretly clenched his fists to prevent himself from showing his emotions. Even Shasha frowned deeper when she heard the discussions around her. For nothing else, just because she is also Jian Wuxin's disciple.
Fortunately, this chaotic situation did not last long. With the appearance of more than a dozen figures in Xuantian Temple, the originally noisy scene gradually became quiet, and then you could clearly hear a pin dropping to the ground.
The dozen or so figures were headed by Jian Wuxin, who was dressed in purple robes. He was followed by the leaders of Xuanluo Peak and Xuanqi Peak, Du Jun and Zhang Xu, and other elders with outstanding strength. Obviously these people have been around for so long. He just came out, he must have been discussing something before.
Zhou Hongyong and Zhang Pingquan tried their best to see some emotions or other things from their master's face, but in the end they were a little disappointed and found nothing special.
Jian Wuxin stopped as soon as he came out of the Xuantian Palace. He stood behind the red fence, his face calm but showing the majesty of the headmaster. The dozen or so people behind him consciously walked down, on both sides of the second floor stairs, in order to show The position of head teacher.
The sect martial arts competition has always been a major event, so even if the disciples of Sanfeng are constantly fighting on weekdays, in the face of this kind of thing, they have to put aside their conflicts temporarily. Even Du Jun and Zhang Xu have to compromise. After all, they are two It is true that he is ambitious, but the premise is naturally that he does not want to see Xuantian Sword Sect fall.
Therefore, during the previous discussion in Xuantian Palace, the two people who usually competed with Jian Wuxin were surprisingly silent. They did not object to Jian Wuxin's suggestion. It was easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree. If Xuantian Sword Gate was gone, Their life was not easy, so it was rare for the entire Xuantian Sword Sect to be united in the face of such a major event.
"I called you here today. I believe you should know why. Yes, it is for the sect martial arts competition. There are still three months until the sect martial arts competition, so the specific matters today naturally have to be decided."
After saying this, Jian Wuxin deliberately paused for a moment, looked around at the disciples below, and then continued.
Not sure if it was his own misunderstanding, Zhao Jiuge felt that his master Jian Wuxin had taken a deep look just now. Although it was short-lived, he did feel it, but he didn't understand what his master meant and was a little unpredictable.