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Chapter 152

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    He still knows how much his apprentice is, so why did he agree to the competition?

    Chu Xiaotao looked at the stupefied young man in front of him, took a deep breath, and explained helplessly, "When did I say I won't compete with you?"

    "You just said that I'm not smart enough, so I won't fight with you."

    "Of course, I won't fight with you, but I am willing to compete with you. Fighting and competition are two different things, so don't confuse them."

    "You!!!!" I was angry again.

    "Why, you don't want to compete with me anymore, why are you so flawed?"

    "No, just hit it, but to be fair, I will suppress my cultivation." Fu Qiong still remembered that the girl in front of him was only sixteen years old, which was only a drop in the ocean in his hundreds of years of life.

    To be honest, I don't want to fight anymore, but since everyone has said it, I can't back down, but even if I win at that time, I won't say what I said before.

    It's just that he doesn't have a good brain, but it's not that he has no brains. There are only a handful of sixteen-year-old people who can cultivate from ancient times to the present.  It's just because of their age that they are older than others.

    Therefore, Fu Qiong thought, at the beginning, he should test the opponent's sword skills first, so as not to hurt the opponent with rash actions, but in the end, the opponent directly made a big move, no, several big moves, and then

    All the immortals looked at the twitching young man who spewed black smoke at the bottom of the pit: "" This is gone? That's it? The prepared melon seeds haven't even eaten a melon yet.

    When the young man crawled out from the bottom of the pit, Chu Xiaotao had already finished his work and walked towards his master, but was stopped by the people behind him.

    "How can you just hit like that!" I don't know how to describe the appearance of the bunch of magic and sword moves, he was dazzled by the sight, Fu Qiong blushed, angry  trembling.

    The eyes still look a little unbelievable.

    Chu Xiaotao looked at him like a fool, "Why can't I just hit him like that?"

    "Shouldn't it be" Shall I try to play around first? After all, I have never seen the opponent's tricks.

    Before he finished speaking, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, yes, why can¡¯t he just amplify his moves as soon as he comes up? Why would he subconsciously think that the other party will follow his ideas? Is he used to the people around him doing this in the past, or  

    He was in a daze.

    But at this time, Chu Xiaotao replied again: "It's not what? Fu Qiong, you are too old-fashioned. Swordsmanship is all about changing and being unexpected. If it is not me who is standing in front of you at this moment, but someone who wants to kill you  Man, your life may be gone at this moment, please respect and treat your opponent seriously."

    She just respected him very much and took his opponent seriously, so she just released all her big moves. At this moment, her spiritual power was a little exhausted, but as expected, she won.

    Well, apart from being respectful and serious, she also saw the underestimation of the enemy in his eyes, so she took a slanted sword. Besides, even if she lost, it's okay, after all, she didn't just quarrel with him just now.

    Sixteen years old is a very important thing.

    It can make everyone clearly realize that she is still a child, even if she loses, it is only a matter of age and has little to do with strength.

    Well, that's how witty it is.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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