Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 113
Zhao Xuan followed the master of Tianshu Peak and stepped into the Wang Family Garden.

A strong vitality rushed to his face.

He looked around and saw that there were no decorations such as jade coral and luminous pearls in the manor.

On the contrary, all the plants and trees planted are relatively rare medicinal plants.

Medicinal plants with similar habits are separated into small areas. Under the coordination of the formation, they release vitality all the time.

According to Zhao Xuan's speculation, these medicinal sutra formations can only survive for three months.

But judging from Wang's behavior, he treats them purely as consumables.

I probably didn't want to keep them alive for too long.

The banquet venue is a large hall with a length of hundreds of feet, supported by hundreds of pillars.

Under the guidance of the organizer of the banquet, Wang Jian, the second elder of the Wang family.

The Lord of Tianshu Peak is sitting in the middle, second to the right.

There are only four seats in this row.

Wang Jian sits two seats from the left.

The other two masters sat on either side.

There are seats on both sides of the hall.

Zhao Xuan was placed first on the left.

Opposite, to the left, and behind him, there were twenty or thirty children from aristocratic families whose names could not be named.

After sitting down, Wang Jian looked over.

The old eunuch standing beside him quickly called his servants to serve the dishes.

Countless delicacies were served on the table.

All kinds of fine wines that have been collected for hundreds of years exude a rich aroma.

Then eighteen more dancers came up to perform the dance, their skins were like frost and snow, and their figures were graceful.

What's rare is that if you smell it carefully, you can smell the fragrance of virginity.

In order to make friends with the Master of Tianshu Peak, the master of the Zhenwu Sect, Wang used a higher standard than the Jin Emperor's visit.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Start to get to the point.

Wang Jian raised his glass and said, "Sword Lord Tianshu comes rarely. I apologize for the poor hospitality."

The Lord of Tianshu Peak was extremely open-minded: "I am a person from the mountains and wild areas. I am deeply grateful for the banquet hosted by Marquis Wugang. How can I be surprised? Besides, these dishes are very suitable for me."

Wang Jian was named "Wugang Hou" by the Emperor of Jin Dynasty, and this is how the master of Tianshu Peak called him.

Wang Jian smiled and turned to Zhao Xuan: "Is Mr. Zhao used to eating?"

Zhao Xuan said calmly: "If you can't even eat the dishes of the palace, I'm afraid I will starve to death long ago."

He is not a stickler for the past.

The taste of these dishes without technology and labor is naturally not as good as in previous lives.

But didn’t the old man say that Wang agreed to help find someone?

Say a few nice words without losing a piece of meat.

Wang Jian laughed and glanced at the disciples from the aristocratic family sitting below.

Soon someone jumped out and said, "There are fine wines and delicacies, and there are beauties dancing, how can there be no one to try the sword?"

"Wang Quan, I heard that Zhao Shaoxia is very powerful in martial arts. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to learn from him?"

"You and I are both at the fifth level of Qi training, so we should be of equal strength."

Here comes the meat scene.

A ray of golden light flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and Wang Quan's luck was "deep green" when he opened his mouth.

Compared with Lu Yao, who is ranked [-] on the Tenglong list, he has stronger luck.

It is estimated that Wang Quan's status in the Wang family is not low, at least higher than Lu Yao's status in the Lu family.

Perhaps he is the grandmaster's seedling, just waiting for the opportunity to give him the power of all sentient beings.

As the saying goes, there is motivation when there is profit.

Zhao Xuan wiped his mouth and hands with a handkerchief and replied with a smile: "Brother Wang kindly invites you. If I don't agree, it would be a bit unkind."

"It's just that when I was in the sect, there was an unwritten rule."

"If you lose in the competition, you will give the other party something, such as a skill, a treasure, a bottle of high-quality elixir, etc."

"If you win the competition, you will also take away something from the other party."

"I wonder what Brother Wang wants?"

Do you want to learn from each other?
Trade luck for it.

Wang Quan was secretly ordered by Wang Jian to test Zhao Xuan's quality, and he would not give in because of this.

"Just follow Brother Zhao's rules."

When he heard Zhao Xuan calling him Brother Wang, he immediately hit the snake with a stick and called Zhao Xuan "Brother Zhao".Wang Quan took the initiative to stand up: "I can't use it here, so please ask Brother Zhao to accompany me to the courtyard."

"There is an isolation formation there, so the audience will not be accidentally hurt."

Zhao Xuan is incompetent.

The two came to the courtyard.

Wang Quan pulled out the sword he carried with him, and saw the glint of water on the sword's body. He could tell at a glance that it was of extraordinary quality, at least high-grade Xuan-level sword.

Zhao Xuan also drew his sword. The middle-grade yellow sword looked particularly shabby against the backdrop of Wang Quan's sword.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan immediately said: "Brother Zhao, do you want to change to a better sword?"

"I still have a few Xuan-level swords. You can lend me one to Brother Zhao."

He was worried that if Zhao Xuan lost later, he would make excuses about the sword.

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "No, I'm used to using this sword. If I change it to another one, it may seem like my strength will increase, but in fact it will decrease."

Drawing the sword means that he already values ​​Wang Quan very much.

If we don't give Wang Quan an advantage, how can we confidently take away his luck?

Wang Quan frowned slightly: "In that case, please take action first, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Xuan thought for a while and said: "No need to be humble, I will count to three, how about we take action together?"

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Quan's reply, he started counting: "One, two, three."

Three beeps fell.

Wang Quan stamped his feet forward, pointed at the sword, and the sword energy surged.

In an instant, the sword light was like rain, like a waterfall, rolling down like the Milky Way, and fell towards Zhao Xuan.

A sword was issued, but Wang Quan continued to strike out without waiting for the result.

Soon, countless sword lights formed a long dragon of sword lights, surrounding Zhao Xuan without leaving any blind spots.

When the three sounds fell, Zhao Xuan had already entered the "hidden killing" state, and the long sword in his hand had already been coated with a layer of starlight.

Compared with when I first glimpsed the door, there was only a difference of less than one centimeter in starlight.

The starlight that entered the room was more than an inch long.

He looked intently and saw the long sword-light dragon that was lifelike, like a real divine dragon, charging towards him with its fangs and claws.

Then he drew his sword.

The hesitant star light cut through the long dragon of sword light like tofu, easily dismembering and destroying it.

Then use "Hidden Kill" to take a step forward.

Wang Quan felt a sharp pain in his right leg, followed by a spurt of blood.

He glanced down, shocked.

What kind of trick is this?
He hurriedly slashed forward, trying to attack the enemy and save himself.

Shockingly, he discovered that the sword move failed.

Then he turned back to defense.

"Pfft" sounded.

Another sword hit his left foot.

After two sword blows, Zhao Xuan appeared dozens of meters away and asked calmly: "Brother Wang, do you want to continue?"

Wang Quan's face was full of despair and he shook his head: "Brother Zhao won."

He didn't even know how he lost.

Zhao Xuan secretly used the luck-stealing technique and took away most of Wang Quan's luck. He cupped his fists and said, "I accept it."

Tianshu Peak Master quickly sent a message: "Why did you win so quickly? You can save some face for others."

Zhao Xuan disagreed. There were twenty or thirty young men and women present. He had to hurry up. How could he take his time?

He turned to the others and used his Qi-gazing technique to sweep them over one by one, like a general.

This one is light green, that one is dark green.

Well, all good.

He directly cupped his hands and said: "Zhenwu Sect Zhao Xuan, please give me some advice from all my colleagues."

The children of the aristocratic families present all looked at each other in silence.

Someone pushed out an ordinary-looking woman.

Zhao Xuan subconsciously used the Qi Watching Technique and only heard a phoenix cry.

The woman is white with green, green with purple, purple with gold, and is surrounded by mist.

A small phoenix is ​​flying.

The Vulcan Cauldron weapon spirit suddenly appeared: "A natural phoenix life?"

(End of this chapter)