I really want to be a cook

This is not a joke, even at the end of the fourth expansion, that is, when Jiangping crossed, the great masters among the players can be counted with two hands.

After reaching more than 40 levels, the experience required for each level is calculated in tens of billions.

The experience that Jiang Ping gained while lying down was a huge amount for ordinary players, but it was not enough compared to leveling up experience.

But now Jiang Ping thinks he can try it too.

After all, the most difficult condition has already been preliminarily settled by him.

Jiang Ping stretched out a finger, and a ray of sword energy was stimulated. The sword energy endowed with spiritual will was burning like a flame in his hand, which was quite spiritual.

"Master Jiang, is this your sword intent?"

Xie Cangquan came over curiously, and a ray of sword energy emanated from his palm.

It was obviously just a small wisp of sword energy, but it seemed as if someone was holding a huge sword in front of him, which made people feel a little breathless.

The little flame in Jiang Ping's hand suddenly became much shorter.

"Strange, why do you feel that you are much weaker than me?"

Xie Cangquan stared at the sword energy in Jiang Ping's hand, and muttered a little doubtfully.

"cough cough"

Jiang Ping coughed twice, dispersed the sword energy casually, and cursed in his heart.

Nonsense, I am called the prototype of the weak sword intent, and I am the lowest brother, how can I compare with you?

But there is no need for Jiang Ping to explain everything.

Xie Cangquan will give himself a reasonable explanation soon. This is the world view of Dihua people, and Jiang Ping can now accept it calmly.

"I understand!"

Sure enough, Xie Cangquan soon became enlightened:

"Master Jiang, this must be the legendary back to basics.

The so-called good fighters have no great achievements. Cangquan's sword intent seems to be powerful, sharp, and aggressive, but compared with Master Jiang, he has already fallen into obscenity.

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"How brave!"

Seeing that Jiang Ping was dissatisfied, Xie Cangquan was even more angry than him.

Just now Master Jiang must have wanted to speak out and continue to guide him, but he was interrupted by this unknown swordsman.

Such an opportunity, such an opportunity!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Xie Cangquan's eyes showed a murderous look, and he stepped on the towel soft sword in his hand, which instantly aroused a burst of sword light, from bottom to top, towards the pale long sword.

"Good come!"

Although he felt that the weapon held by the person opposite was a bit weird, it didn't hinder Feng Yuping's pride.

I think that when he was young, Feng Yuping met a chance in Cang'ao Mountain, practiced sword for [-] years, after he came out of the mountain, he defeated all the masters of Zhou County, and he met no one who could match him.

Coming to this county today is to make Nanyue famous and earn a great future for myself!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the city, he felt a powerful sword intent standing in the air, like a pillar reaching the sky.

He was overjoyed, such a master was not the best challenger.

Feng Yuping's name will surely be spread everywhere today!

The towel sword collided with the pale long sword, and a burst of air ripples visible to the naked eye rippled. The strong beams on the third floor roof of Shenxianju were shaken out of cracks, and blue tiles mixed with wood fell down.

Fortunately, there were no guests on the third floor, and they were all for Jiang Ping's own use and to entertain people like Tie Guanyin. Otherwise, just this one blow would have killed a lot of people.

Affected by this, there were bursts of commotion on the second floor and the first floor below, and many guests ran away desperately.

However, some people couldn't help being curious after they ran outside on the street, raised their heads, commented, and became melon eaters.

"Made, you have to fight out!"

Jiang Ping yelled angrily.

Where did this guy who doesn't understand the rules come from?

Ever since he became the owner of Shenxianju, no one dared to act presumptuously here, but now someone hit him in the face in front of him.

Can this be tolerated?

Of course I can't stand it!

Jiang Ping hurriedly yelled downstairs:

"Old Zhou, go to the God Detective Department to report the case, and say that my place has been smashed, so bring more people!"

It is never possible to do it yourself.

After all, a sword has no eyes, and if one's face is damaged, how can one earn a living in the future.

Zhou Yuanli was maintaining order downstairs. Hearing the order from his boss, he gave instructions to the waiters and guards at the side, and then he dodged out of the Immortal Residence, and ran towards the God Detective Division at an extremely fast speed.

With his martial arts realm of a half-step master, he is completely qualified as a carrier pigeon at this moment. After all, if you are mixed in the way, you must be able to run if you can't beat it.

That's why Jiang Ping called him.

Here, Xie Cangquan and Feng Yuping exchanged a move in mid-air. After all, the towel in their hands was not a weapon, and it exploded under the agitation of the sword energy, turning into bits of rags.

The pale long sword was also blocked for a while, and the two faced each other in the air, and then dodged left and right.

"Good swordsmanship, but it's a pity that you don't have a sword in your hand. You lost half of my move. Where's your sword?"

Feng Yuping stood on the fence, his gray robe fluttering, his face full of admiration, and a stream of light flashed on the pale long sword in his hand.

"I can beat you without a sword!"

Xie Cangquan snorted coldly and said:

"This place is not a place for sword fighting, so dare to follow me out to fight!"

"Right on my mind!"

Feng Yuping thought to himself, if you want to fight naturally, you can go out and play well. There are no other audiences here besides this overly handsome young man in front of you.

If he wants to become famous, the more audiences the better.

"go!"

Feng Yuping tapped his toes, jumped up, and smashed a big hole into the crumbling roof.

Xie Cangquan was about to catch up, but was stopped by Jiang Ping.

I saw Jiang Ping pulled out a cyan cicada-winged soft sword from his waist with a swish, threw it to Xie Cangquan and said:

"Today, I will lend you a sword. There is only one request. I must beat him until he doesn't even recognize his own mother!"

Nai Nai, this is really your home, you can do whatever you want.

Looking at the two big holes in the roof, Jiang Ping felt angry.

Xie Cangquan took the sword, was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression lifted:

"Cangquan will definitely not disappoint Master Jiang!"

Then he flew out through the big hole that Feng Yuping knocked open.

Sure enough, he is a good boy who knows not to destroy public property.

Jiang Ping felt overwhelmed.

Then a piece of brick fell in front of him, and it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Nano, who have I offended whom?"

"Old Tong."

Seeing shopkeeper Tong shrinking his head at the entrance of the corridor, Jiang Ping called him up directly.

"The guests have all evacuated?"

Shopkeeper Tong nodded: "There are a few injured, and they have already been sent to the hospital."

"That's good, see this?"

Jiang Ping pointed to the sword-shaped figure stepped on by Xie Cangquan just now. Because he was secretly protecting it just now, it was not touched by the smashing.

Shopkeeper Tong nodded again, not knowing what the owner meant.

"Later, you will find someone to saw all the boards off. Remember, you can't damage the shape, it must be complete, and then send it to me."

Jiang Ping muttered:

"Beat my place like this, it shouldn't be too much for me to get some compensation."

The sword-shaped diagram that Xie Cangquan inadvertently stepped on when he broke through contains his kendo and will. It can be said to be a living sword manual. Maybe a certain kendo genius can comprehend a rudimentary form of sword intent after reading it. .

Naturally, Jiang Ping would not let go of such a good thing.

It just so happened that Nanyue Jianzong invited him to participate in that little meeting on swords. Isn't this the best gift.

He didn't believe that for a Kendo sect, there was a better gift than this.

As for the sword-shaped drawing being stepped on by his disciples, it doesn't matter, after all, this is his floor.

Shopkeeper Tong nodded blankly.

Is this owner stimulated?

The roof has just been punched with two big holes, and now there is another hole for the floor. Is this more symmetrical?

But since it was the owner's order, he will do it honestly.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Ping had disappeared.

on the long street.

No one is empty.

Feng Yuping and Xie Cangquan stood facing each other holding swords.

People who eat melons consciously back a hundred meters away to avoid being accidentally injured.

Looking at the scene of Jian Guang shooting just now, I knew that these two people were not easy to mess with. If they stood close and were killed by mistake, or had their arms and legs broken, wouldn't it be very unfair.

As for not watching the excitement, go home quickly.

How can it be?

This kind of rare swordsman battle, after watching it, you can make up eighteen postures when you go back, brag for three days and three nights, and even when you are old, you can still brag to your children and grandchildren.

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On the long street, everyone is looking forward to it.

Feng Yuping held a sword in one hand and put the other behind his back, showing a masterful posture.

He said loudly to Xie Cangquan:

"I am Feng Yuping, Feng Yuping from Cang'ao Mountain, and I will fight you today, no matter what kind of grievances you have, and only whether you are superior or inferior!"

"The sword in my hand is called Cangya, it was forged by an unknown craftsman a hundred years ago with the spine of a strange beast snow python mixed with meteorite iron, it is four feet three inches long and weighs 24 catties and six taels.

Holding this sword, I fought against 13 people and won all of them.

Today, you are the No.14 person! "

Feng Yuping was proud of himself, he had thought about this opening speech for a long time, and then pieced it together from various scripts and legends in the world.

Look at the stunned look on the other side, he must be stunned.

Xie Cangquan's expression did look a little dazed, but what he was thinking in his heart was:

Is this guy trying to pretend to be aggressive in front of me by talking a lot?