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Su Mo came to a main hall, and before entering, there were sounds of weapons clashing. "It seems that I haven't missed the big show yet," Su Mo said secretly, and then Su Mo found a remote corner.

In the center of the hall, a young man and a middle-aged man were fighting with swords. The two of them were going back and forth and it was very lively. The swordsmanship used by the two was full of flaws and clumsy in Su Mo's opinion. It was no better than the entertainers in the arena. Where to go.

However, in the eyes of these unofficial swordsmen, these unskilled swordsmanship is already an extremely exquisite and profound swordsmanship, and they are very enjoyable to watch. If it weren't for the Wuliang Sword Sect's competition today, they would have to shout "good" several times.

The young man was afraid that he would not be able to compete with the middle-aged man because of his short training time, and he would be at a disadvantage in a short time. The change in the scene made the middle-aged Taoist nun sitting in the front seat look gloomy and livid. It seemed that this young man was undoubtedly her disciple.

But the old man sitting at the bottom, who thought he was around fifty, was stroking his long beard with a proud look on his face. The identities of these two people, Su Mo, didn't need a system scan to know that one was Zuo Zimu, the leader of the East Sect, and the other was Xin Shuangqing, the leader of the West Sect.

Su Mo was not interested in these traps. When she looked up, she saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting on the beam, eating melon seeds, swaying her two little feet, and looking down with interest. Contest.

This girl has bright eyes and white teeth, two dimples on her chubby face, and her pure, twinkling eyes are so cute. Presumably this is Zhong Ling. As expected, Zhong Ling is as beautiful as her name suggests, and she is a complete beauty.

When Su Mo saw the little girl next door, she couldn't help but get up and step lightly. Su Mo's whole body fell softly next to Zhong Ling like a dandelion.

Su Mo's physical skills and martial arts equipment are superb, and Zhong Ling's meager martial arts skills will certainly not be able to detect them.

Zhong Ling was watching the competition below intently, when he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist. When he looked down, he saw a big hand hugging his small waist without realizing it. Zhong Ling was so frightened that he hurriedly turned his head. A handsome man was looking at him with a smile.

"々" Ah" Zhong Ling was so frightened that she was about to exclaim, but Su Mo covered her before her words came out. Zhong Ling was just an innocent little girl, so her face turned red and her cheeks became hot when Su Mo was in such close contact with her. .

Su Mo made a booing gesture, and Zhong Ling nodded to express his clarification. "Who are you?" Zhong Ling asked softly after Su Mo put down her hand. Zhong Ling carefully looked at the man in front of him. His flawless face and eyes that seemed to contain the stars in the sky made people's minds fall into it.

"My name is Su Mo, you can call me Brother Su." Su Mo smiled.

"Well, Brother Su, my name is Zhong Ling, you can call me Ling'er." Zhong Ling, who was awakened by Su Mo, also remembered the way he had just stared at Su Mo, his face turned red with embarrassment, making people want to take a bite.

Just as the two were talking, they were interrupted by a sneer from below. The two looked around and saw a young man in Tsing Yi covering his chin. It was obvious that the laughter just now came from him.

Su Mo asks the system to scan it.

"Ding. Target name: Duan Yu. Identity: Prince of Dali (son of Duan Yanqing) Martial Arts: None, Cultivation: None."

"Sure enough, it's him. I'm afraid only a novice like this would laugh out loud in this situation." Su Mo looked at Duan Yu and couldn't help but shook his head. Without the aura of the protagonist, Duan Yu would have died long ago. Hundreds of times.

It turned out that Zuo Zimu's apprentice, the middle-aged man, was eager to win. He used too much force and took too big steps, and he was chewed. Um, no, he almost fell. Seeing a rare opportunity, the young man wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but he didn't. I once thought that the middle-aged man would stab me in the thigh with a backhand sword and lose the second round.

Zuo Zimu was in a good mood after winning this Immeasurable Sword Sect competition. Now he is about to move into Jianhu Palace and now he naturally needs a chance to establish his authority. Just now, Duan Yu ridiculed Zuo Zimu's disciples, which gave Zuo Zimu an excuse to point at Duan Yu. He said: "My bad disciple just used the feint of the 'Tumble Step' to win. This little brother doesn't seem to take it seriously. In this case, how about asking this little brother to give me some pointers?"

Duan Yu also tried his best to kill himself and said with a smile: "My surname is Duan, my name is only "Yu", and I have never learned any martial arts. I just watch this brother wrestling, whether it is real or fake, I always laugh. "Zuo Zimu just wanted to establish a prestige, but when he saw Duan Yu acting so confident, he couldn't help but hesitate. He held back his anger and said, "What's so funny?" It must be said that Duan Yu also did it half-heartedly. Pretending to be cool.

Duan Yu gently shook the folding fan in his hand and said slowly: "It's not funny to stand and sit alone. It's not funny to lie on the bed. If it's lying on the ground, it's really funny, unless he is three years old. Baby, that's a different matter." Zuo Zimu was angered by Duan Yu's words and said angrily: "Guangjie, people were laughing at you just now, you should learn from it later."

The middle-aged man had been holding back his anger just now. When his master said this, he was naturally overjoyed. He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Duan Yu and said: "Brother Duan, please."

Duan Yu didn't have any martial arts skills and naturally he wouldn't end up in the competition. He just said some random words, so the middle-aged man got angry and slapped Duan Yu firmly on the face. In an instant, the handsome face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Ling looked at Duan Yu from the beam and said, "Brother Su, is this man a fool? He doesn't have any martial arts skills to be so unreasonable.

"Of course he is not a fool, but this Zuo Zimu will soon apologize to this boy, do you believe it or not?" Su Di looked at Zhong Ling's cute look and couldn't help but think ugly) and teased her.

"Don't believe it!" Xiaobai and Tu Zhongling were fooled very neatly.

"Then let's make a bet. If I guess right, you promise me one thing. If I guess wrong, how about I promise you the same thing?" Su Mo seemed to have a tail behind him this time. It was swaying back and forth, smiling like an old fox.

"Okay! It's a deal." Zhong Ling was at an innocent and playful age, so when Su Mo wanted to make a bet with her, he naturally agreed.

Zhong Ling couldn't help laughing when she saw Duan Yu's stupid look. For a moment, laughter like silver bells filled the hall.

Zuo Zimu and others turned to look. I saw a man and a woman sitting on the beam. The man was extremely handsome, and the woman was equally beautiful and ethical. She was truly a golden boy. Zuo Zimu was disturbed several times and was so angry that he pointed at Zhong Ling and said: "Little girl, what are you laughing at?"