Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 398 397 Daoism!It's time to seize!

"Young Master Mu has an outstanding temperament and a beautiful Zhong Ling, which can be said to be the work of Nu Wa's painstaking efforts when creating humans."

Every time Jiang Jiuxiao writes, it makes people feel that his brain is a bit outrageous, and his focus is always different from that of normal human beings: "When he is not killing people, Gongzi Mu is simply a model of 'a modest gentleman, gentle as jade', even if I am by no means Long Yang also has no habit of breaking his sleeves, and every time he sees him, he will secretly admire him."

"Speaking of which, the previous bet..."

"From my personal point of view, the words 'willing to gamble and admit defeat' always sound too deliberate. They are words used by gamblers to beautify their image, but..."

"This time, I don't intend to cheat."

"It's not unacceptable to share "Martial Dao Diary" with someone as smart as Young Master Mu."

"Hey……"

"The world is so beautiful, why did the country of cherry blossoms start a war? Let's sit down and taste the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Heliang Mansion, enjoy the Raoyi tea from Weifu Cave, and play a game of chess, isn't it good?"

"Everyone thinks differently than me."

"Whether it's the country of cherry blossoms or the country of paintings, everyone is eager to kill each other, use each other's head to make meritorious deeds, in exchange for merit and fame, and they don't want peace."

"Is it the world that is wrong, or me?"

Jiang Jiuxiao thought that he was careful enough to avoid Zhang Guangmu's sight completely, but he didn't know that his every move was being monitored by the ubiquitous little baituanzi.

All of a sudden, the sky was filled with "There is something wrong with this person", "There is calcium in the calcium", "Appearance is justice", "He is like this, he always judges his attitude by his face", "Someone is a dog, I won't tell who it is" intensive barrage.

After finishing the last stroke, Jiang Jiuxiao, who had just closed the diary, suddenly changed his expression.

In his eyes, there was a look of shock at first, and this shock immediately turned into doubt and bewilderment.

In the end, a look of ecstasy appeared on Jiang Jiuxiao's face.

"Now, Young Master Mu is no longer my opponent!"

Jiang Jiuxiao took a deep breath, black and white clouds of smoke lingered on his body surface, and gradually condensed on his body surface, outlining a faint ink painting gesture on his skin.

This is exactly the performance of Jiang's imperial family's secret martial arts practice.

"This power! I am invincible in the second realm of Martial Dao! I am only a piece of paper away from the third realm of Martial Dao, and it will break if I poke it!"

Jiang Jiuxiao, who was trying to suppress his excitement, didn't know that the unscrupulous little baituanzi sent these fresh and hot "information" to Zhang Guangmu in the blink of an eye.

He clenched his fists tightly, feeling the huge power surging in his body, immersed in the joy of becoming stronger: "The improvement rate this time is comparable to the usual whole year!"

"No, to be precise, I used this [God-given item] to write for a whole year before, and I didn't increase my cultivation as much as today!"

The improvement of strength has caused the expansion of mentality.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Jiuxiao vetoed his previous idea and decided to renege on the debt: "I was not the opponent of Young Master Mu before, so I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

"Now, my strength has surpassed that of Young Master Mu!"

"Then... the bet is void!"

"As the saying goes, 'Those who achieve great things don't care about small details', as long as the strength is strong enough, there is no need to keep promises and bets!"

After mumbling to himself for a while, Jiang Jiuxiao managed to convince himself.

So he held his sword and walked quickly back to the temporary station.

At this moment, Zhang Guangmu was leaning against an ancient tree not far from the bonfire with his arms folded.

He opened his eyes, raised them slowly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Jiuxiao: "You are back."

Jiang Jiuxiao vaguely felt that something was wrong with Zhang Guangmu's attitude, but he didn't think about it. He just clenched the hilt of his sword and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zhang Guangmu looked at the sword in his hand with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a low tone: "There are differences in ideas between us."

"You pursue [benevolence], [goodness], [beautifulness] and [pleasure], longing for a life in the mountains and forests, but I want to be much simpler, just ask for a word [righteousness]."

"Different road non-phase plan."

From Zhang Guangmu's point of view, Jiang Jiuxiao has abilities, but his purity is too low, he can't do anything when he meets a beautiful woman, and he will lose in this sooner or later.

But Zhang Guangmu was completely different from Jiang Jiuxiao.

Except for moon cakes, he is confident that he can punch any beautiful woman with all his strength.

"Besides..."

Zhang Guangmu looked at Jiang Jiuxiao, the orange light of the bonfire reflected in his dark eyes: "Although the martial arts meeting is not over, you should be willing to gamble and admit defeat, right?"

This is a bad idea, and she wants to snatch the golden finger from the protagonist of the plot!

Although Zhang Guangmu was able to do it as early as when he was fleeing, but at that time, the reasons were not sufficient, and rashly fighting would give the audience a feeling that "Zhang Guangmu has gone bad".

Times have changed, and now is the best time to grab the plug-in!

Moreover, looking at Jiang Jiuxiao's posture, Zhang Guangmu can even say that he is a famous teacher, and he fought back in self-defense.

"..."

Jiang Jiuxiao opened his mouth, his face flushed, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to argue.

Repudiation is repudiation.

He can convince others, but not himself.

"We have different ideas, and we don't want to speculate!"

Jiang Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Let's see the truth under the sword!"

"For the sake of you and I fighting side by side, I won't kill you."

"I will only abolish your skill and take away your 'treasure'!"

Hearing this, Zhang Guangmu twisted his neck and squeezed his knuckles: "Alright!"

"At first, I also thought that betting against your [Martial Arts Secret Book] against my bone-chilling oolong, the value is not equal, and it is somewhat too advantageous."

"Now, if you take the initiative to break the appointment, then I will no longer have any psychological burden."

"Treasures like [Martial Arts Secret Book] can help me revive the country of paintings and avenge the country of cherry blossoms!"

"I can't be humble with you on this kind of thing."

"If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead."

"You don't give..."

"Then I'll take it myself!"

Not "take", not "compete", not "take".

The word "Duo" expresses Zhang Guangmu's determination and belief.

For Zhang Guangmu, Jiang Jiuxiao just chose a role that was extremely unsuitable for him and took on responsibilities that he shouldn't have, that's all.

Just like Ye Jie, the protagonist of the plot in "Armor Age: Cold Light".

The point is...

Zhang Guangmu has a deep sense of substitution for the main plot background of "Martial Arts Diary".

As a result, for other viewers, the original plot, which may be just a flaw, has become an intolerable poisonous point for him, so...

Zhang Guangmu must tear up these nonsense scripts!
only……

After listening to Zhang Guangmu's speech, Jiang Jiuxiao showed a look of astonishment on his face, instinctively unwilling to believe it: "To the bone?"

"The most precious thing in your body is this?"

To be honest, Jiang Jiuxiao really wanted Zhang Guangmu's penetrating oolong.

but……

Compared with [Heaven-given item], the value of a horse king is too far behind!
There is almost no comparison between the two!
Originally, Jiang Jiuxiao thought that Zhang Guangmu was deliberately disturbing his mind by talking like this, and wanted to shake his fighting spirit with words, but...

Looking at Zhang Guangmu's subtle expressions, changes in eyes and body movements, Jiang Jiuxiao had to admit that he might, probably, probably made an oolong.

(End of this chapter)