But I'm a male fox

Just when Li Cheng was obsessed with cooking, acquaintances came to look for him.

"Brother, we met again, as expected, you came to the meeting!"

It was the pair of senior brothers and sisters whom they had met three days ago. The young girl used the handsome radar to check around as soon as she came in, and immediately locked on to Li Cheng.

"Well......"

Li Cheng swallowed the chicken butt in his mouth, and said with a smile: "You two, we are really destined..."

"Since there is a destiny, let's get to know each other well~" The girl said rather urgently: "My surname is Qiao Mingyan, and I am a disciple of Chuuxue Peak. This is my senior brother, and his name is Qiao Huan... Brother, you Woolen cloth?"

Li Cheng reported his pseudonym.

Qiao Huan raised her eyebrows: "The Liuli Sword... I've never heard of it."

That is, this title has just been born less than an hour.

But I haven't heard of your Chuuxue Peak either, let's get even~

Afterwards, Qiao Yan continued to take the initiative to talk to Li Cheng, making the latter's meal uncomfortable - probably the little girl didn't expect that when someone came to participate in the sword selection meeting, she would really think about eating.

Girl, you are so annoying!

Li Cheng thought to himself, since he couldn't cook with peace of mind, it would be better to have some useful conversation, so he casually asked about the large group of guests sitting in front.

It's a pity that Qiao Yan is young after all, and she doesn't know many of them. In the end, Qiao Huan rolled her eyes and introduced them one by one:

"There are quite a few masters here this time. The one on the far left is the old Wang Yaonian, who is famous for his wild swordsmanship..."

"The one in the middle is Wuzong Jian Cheng Ming, a genius disciple of the Guxia Sect. Last month, he killed many vicious gangsters. It is said that he will be on the list soon..."

"The one on the right..."

Qiao Huan's gaze was on a slim woman in a scarlet dress and a veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

Qiao Yan suddenly interjected: "I know this! Lady Li with Fire Palm!"

The little girl excitedly said: "No one knows her background or true face. She just came to Xisu Province last month, but she killed three notorious gangsters one after another, and helped the old hero Huang in the prefecture to find her. He earned a great reputation for saving his son who was kidnapped by monsters!

I'm so envious, if only I could be like her... Ouch! "

Qiao Huan knocked his junior sister on the head and said, "Then you have to practice hard."

Li Cheng smiled slightly, but his gaze couldn't help but stop for a moment on the heroine Li.

always feel a little familiar...

"Everyone!"

Just at this time, a middle-aged man with a short beard and sharp eyes stepped onto the stage, bowed his hands to all the guests and said, "Welcome to our village, and eat and drink first. After an hour, we will start again." Fighting for order..."

Fight for order?What is that?

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Because the picture was posted in the wrong place yesterday, and it was corrected later, some brothers may not be able to see it, so...

I decided to post it again!

Jerusalem belongs to everyone!

Chapter 160 The sixth chapter is the glazed sword Li Buxu!

"That's the owner of Zhujian Villa, so I won't say goodbye." Seeing that Li Cheng didn't recognize him, Qiao Yan introduced in a low voice.

Standing on the ring stage, the owner of Fang said some polite words to welcome guests from all over the world and praise everyone's martial arts cultivation, which won the applause of many people present.

Between the lines, he mentioned the matter of fighting for order.

Li Cheng blinked and looked at Qiao Yan curiously.

The little girl's face was a little hot when she saw it, and she immediately explained joyfully:

"There is a sword washing slope at the back of the hidden sword villa. All the swords to be traded in the sword selection conference are placed there. Therefore, everyone has to go up the slope to choose the sword they like."

"But you can stay in Xijianpo for as long as you want. According to the usual practice, there are only five incense sticks in total when it is open every day. At the same time, the villa will not let everyone go up the mountain at one time, but will let people in in batches. Considering that some swords are very arrogant, they will not give too many people a chance in choosing a master. In this way...

"The person who goes up the mountain first has more leeway, whether it is choosing the sword or being chosen by the sword. Competing for order is to fight for who goes up the mountain first."

As Qiao Yan said, she stretched out her white and tender little hand towards the back of the ring.

There is a shelf there, and there are many engraved bronze medals on it.

"There are three types of cards. The one with the least number is the first incense card. The holder can go uphill to choose a sword when the first stick of incense is lit. The second is the second incense card. Action, the most left is the Sanxiang brand."

"The person who wants to go up the mountain first has to take the bronze medal he likes to the ring and accept the challenge from others. If no one competes or wins three challengers, that medal will belong to him."

"Of course, everyone is grabbing the first or second incense card. There are so many third incense cards that there is no need to grab them."

Li Cheng curled his lips and thought, "It's just selling a sword. It's so complicated. Is it an alternative marketing method...

However, it is indeed in line with the preferences of practitioners.

Fighting in the ring is like eating and drinking for them. Who doesn't love to be able to show off when they win.

One hour, say fast and fast.

Fang Bushi came out again, and after saying a few polite words, he stepped out of the ring.

The first one to come on stage was Wang Yaonian, who was proficient in the wild wave sword technique.

Seeing that he was in his fifties, with a fifth-rank cultivation, he took a Yixiang card in his hand when he came up, and waved his hands to the audience with a smile.

None of the guests wanted to challenge, and they all complimented in unison: "Don't kill us, old hero Wang, if you are not the first to enter, who else is qualified to enter first?"

"Haha, thank you for your praise, thank you for your love."

Ever since, the first Yixiang card was simply taken away.

Then came Wuzongjian Cheng Ming, who also took a Yixiang card, but compared to Wang Yaonian, there were many more people who wanted to challenge him.

The first one to stand up was a capable swordsman with a scar on the plane. He pulled out his knife and said in a deep voice: "Cheng Shaoxia, I want to come and learn about your Wuzong Sword... ah!"

As soon as the swordsman finished speaking, Cheng Ming gently raised his hand, but there was no change, the swordsman's knife snapped in two.

In less than half a second, the outcome was already decided.

Most people in the audience didn't see what happened, they could only exclaim in surprise, lamenting that there is nothing worthless under the great name.

Seeing this scene, the people who originally wanted to challenge stopped moving, allowing Cheng Ming to take the second Yixiang card.

Qiao Yan also widened her eyes and said, "Then Cheng Ming didn't move his feet, how did he do it? Just relying on sword energy? Or is his speed so fast that there are no afterimages?"

"No." Li Cheng found it interesting, and said in a low voice, "He is an immortal cultivator, and he uses a flying sword, but the blade is so small that it's hard to distinguish with the naked eye after flying."

To put it bluntly, Cheng Ming's weapon is of the same type as Liuying Feijian.

Qiao Huan on the side looked sideways after hearing Li Cheng's words.

He barely saw a glint of silver light just now, and was guessing whether it was a hidden weapon or a flying sword, but unexpectedly Li Cheng directly asserted that it was a flying sword...

Well, it should be from Mongolia.

He stood up and said to the two: "I'll go get a Erxiang card back."

At this moment, there is only one Yixiang card left, but no one is going to grab it.

The rest of the players were all fighting for the Erxiang card, and the fight was extremely intense. In just a quarter of an hour, several people were knocked out of the ring.

Qiao Huan's strength is considered good in the eighth rank, and Li Cheng's light and agile swordsmanship is very interesting.

Even so, he only managed to win three games and won Er Xiang's bronze medal.

Gradually, the number of Erxiang brands became less and less.

Just when Li Cheng was thinking about how to defeat these powerful challengers without revealing his demonic aura, Qiao Yan stood up first, and said with a long breath, "Huh, I, I'm ready to roar."

...Girl, is it okay to roar, you are too nervous, you are not ready at all.

Qiao Huan persuaded: "How about you just get a Sanxiang card..."

"No, I, I have to try everything."

After all, she has not been out of the sect for a long time, Qiao Yan has little experience, and anyone can see her timidity.

Sure enough, as soon as she stood on the stage, someone came to challenge her.

The man was tall, with spikes on his neck, and holding a strange jagged sword in both hands, he grinned at the girl and said, "Chuixuefeng girl, do you know me, your grandfather?"

Qiao Yan tilted her head and didn't respond, but Qiao Huan in the audience frowned, clenched her hands into fists, and murmured, "Why is this guy here?"

Li Cheng asked, "Do you know him?"

"That's an expert from the Sand Wolf Gang near our sect. He has some grievances with the sect... It's broken. He is a seventh-rank, and his junior sister is not his opponent!"

What Qiao Huan said was not wrong at all.

The man's attack was very fierce, far exceeding the level of ordinary sparring. Qiao Yan couldn't hold on for a few seconds before being knocked to the ground.

The man even wanted to continue chasing Qiao Yan who fell to the ground, but was stopped by the disciples of Zhujian Villa.

But he kept talking, pouring out basket after basket of obscenities: "As far as your level is concerned, Grandpa, if I stand still and let you beat me, you won't even be able to pierce my crotch!"

"Grandpa, let me tell you, go home and find your mother to breastfeed! Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, most of you who blow Xuefeng have no mothers, and even if you have one, you are still a bitch! Hahaha!"

Qiao Yan cried on the spot.

She originally wanted to show herself in front of Li Cheng, but now she not only loses face, but also gets scolded by her mother...

After getting off the stage, the little girl lowered her head and said with red and swollen eyes, "Yes, I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I've shamed Chuuxuefeng..."

"It's okay, that person is not something you can deal with, he is really shameless to bully the small."

Qiao Huan comforted her junior sister, and she was also very angry, but there was nothing she could do.

Li Cheng watched from the sidelines for a while, feeling that he had received a lot of help from this little girl along the way, so he couldn't help but want to help the weak, so he stood up, stretched his waist and said, "I'll try it on stage."

Qiao Yan was surprised at first, then moved in her heart, but she still blushed and sniffled, "Thank you, but you can't beat him..."

Qiao Huan also shook his head. Although he was grateful to Li Cheng for his willingness to make a move and changed his impression of him, he still said bluntly: "Brother Li, that person is a seventh-rank martial artist. Don't try to be brave just for the sake of face."

After hearing this, Li Cheng only smiled slightly, but still walked onto the stage.

The people in the rivers and lakes who were watching looked at him and shook their heads slightly, thinking that he was overthinking his abilities.

The member of the Sand Wolf gang weighed the serrated knife in his hand, and said mockingly: "You boy, you have been mixed with the garbage from Chuixue Peak, and your brain has been filled with shit? With such a low level of cultivation, you dare to challenge grandpa and me!" ?”

"Oh?"

Li Cheng scratched his chin and said, "But how do I remember, I'm also a seventh-rank?"

As he said that, he took off his saber, mobilized Xiao Wan'er's true energy in his body, and poured it into it. In an instant, his whole aura changed!

Everyone froze and rubbed their eyes.

Really, really a seventh rank?I missed it! ?

What a powerful concealment skill!

Li Cheng put on the stance of Hunyuan swordsmanship, and said loudly: "I'm using the Liuli sword, Li Buxu, and I'm here to teach you how to do it, but..."

"I'm too lazy to walk, you can attack casually, I will lose if I take a step back, how about it?"

Chapter 160 Seven Guess Who I Am~

"You guys, you look down on people too much! You bully people too much!"

Hearing Li Cheng's words, the members of the Sand Wolf Gang were furious.

In fact, he was really wrong to blame Li Cheng.

Although Li Cheng, as a sixth-grade fox demon, really doesn't look down on him... But there is another reason why Li Cheng claims to stay put!

After all, as a fox, he didn't want to expose too much.

Compared with the brightly colored Liuying Flying Sword and various transformation techniques, Xiao Wan'er's true energy combined with the Hunyuan sword technique looks more popular, and she will never reveal her evil spirit.

In addition, after all, it was a sword selection meeting, and other people were either martial arts or swordsmen. If he used the spell of wind, fire, thunder and ice all at once... it would really not look good.

In this way, and considering the characteristics of the Hunyuan swordsmanship that is good at defense but not good at attack, Li Cheng turned his eyes and provocatively, and took the initiative to attract the opponent to attack.

Sure enough, the opponent fell into the trick.

However, the person from the Sand Wolf Gang was not dazed. On the contrary, he approached cautiously, and tried to get behind Li Cheng, trying to see if Li Cheng would really hold his ground.