Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

In Yuzhu Garden.

Long Xingyi wore a blindfold and fought against Ye Xiu and others in turn.

A few days passed.

Long Xingyi went from being passively beaten at the beginning to being evenly matched.

His growth was naturally seen by Qin Hao and others.

Gan Zhenduo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect that your trick is quite effective."

Qin Hao said with a smile: "It's just picking people's teeth, why don't you go up and give him advice."

"Can I too?"

Gan Zhenduo was a little surprised.

Qin Hao: "Of course."

After Long Xingyi was defeated and regained his vitality by drinking the holy water, Gan Zhenduo took the wooden sword from Ye Xiu's hand.

Clang!

The sword sounded.

Long Xingyi heard the sound of making a move, but what he didn't expect was that the opponent he met this time was stronger than before.

The opponent's kendo gave me a bottomless feeling.

Every attack by own is easily resolved by the opponent.

The most frightening thing was that the other party didn't look like one person at all, as if seven or eight people shot at the same time.

Who is going to fight me again?

As soon as distracting thoughts appeared in Long Xingyi's mind, several sword moves came from around him, making it impossible for him to avoid them.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Long Xingyi flew upside down again and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Qin Hao's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Okay, that's all for today's practice."

Long Xingyi took off his blindfold and looked at Qin Hao carefully.

He could hear a bit of sternness in Master's tone, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his performance just now.

After drinking a cup of holy spring, he respectfully walked to Qin Hao's side, waiting for the master's punishment.

Qin Hao ignored Long Xingyi, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while.

As soon as his storage ring lit up, pens, inks, papers and inkstones instantly appeared on the stone table.

Su Wan'er subconsciously helped Qin Hao grind.

After a while, Qin Hao began to write quickly on the paper with a pen.

Everyone looked at the words on the paper, each one exuding a literary atmosphere, and they were fascinated by it for a while.

"Bodhi has no tree..."

After Qin Hao finished writing "Bodhi Rest", he handed it to Long Xingyi who was beside him.

"You boy, your heart is still not calm enough. If you want to make that slash, you must do it. Forget everything in the world, and only your sword is left in the world."

"The sword moves that are displayed in this way can be overwhelmed by others."

Long Xingyi said respectfully after hearing the words: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Qin Hao said lightly: "You go to the Closed Door Training first, I want to see your sword before the fight."

"promise!"

Long Xingyi held the scroll and exited the yard.

"Master, this kid's progress can be described as lightning fast, aren't your demands on him too high?"

Gan Zhenduo asked tentatively.

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Without pressure, there is no motivation, not to mention that kid has an unparalleled perseverance in his body."

"I did this just to bring out all the potential in him."

Gan Zhenduo gave a thumbs up: "High, it's really high."

"By the way, Shigong's business is here. This time, shall we let those dealers bleed again?"

When Qin Hao heard this, he knew that someone in the sect had started to bet on the banker again.

After all, people are born with the heart of Eight Trigrams.

What's more, the Eight Trigrams inside such a big force as the Long Family are naturally more attractive.

"This kind of trivial matter is left to you."

Gan Zhenduo patted his heart and said, "Yes."

He could already imagine the picture of himself winning money.

Since following Qin Hao, he has earned more and more money every month, making money is easier than spending it.

This is really a big trouble!

Compared with the daily boring practice in Yuzhu Garden.

A place other than Silver Sword Peak.

Many disciples were talking about the two disciples of the Long family going to the arena to fight for the beauty Yixiao.

Even some true disciples are paying attention to this matter.

Of course, most people are overwhelmingly optimistic that Long Xingjie can win this duel.

It can be known from the odds offered by each bookmaker.

The odds of Long Xing Jie winning are 1 to 1, and the odds of Long Xing Yi winning are 8 to 1.

The reason why the latter can pay 8 to 1 is because he has Qin Hao as his master.

For Qin Hao's sake, these dealers would not make Long Xingyi's odds so ugly.

In addition, there are odds for Long Xingjie to beat Long Xingyi with several tricks, but none of these odds exceed 1 to 2.

Laoshan, Longjia.

Long Xingjie was also picking out various spirit treasures, he believed that Long Xingyi would not be his own opponent.

But we must also beware of the spirit treasure bestowed by Qin Hao on Long Xingyi to make a comeback.

After careful selection, Long Xingjie chose Closed Door Training to adjust his state and quietly wait for the duel day.

Time flies.

The duel day arrived as scheduled.

Today's Shushan is extremely lively.

Many inner disciples and true disciples of Supreme Sword Sect gathered here.

Most of Library's disciples don't listen to the window, and only scan Library.

But through some gossip, he still learned about the duel between Long Xingyi and Long Xingjie.

They looked at the cultivator in the Library, and couldn't help complaining:

"That guy Long Xingyi must have lost his mind, right? He dared to duel with Long Xingjie."

"I heard from an Inner Sect brother in Laoshan that Long Xingyi climbed up to the big tree of the Pavilion Master."

"What's the use of being next to the Pavilion Master? The Pavilion Master hasn't taught him anything."

Just when everyone was discussing, two teams of chariots suddenly came from the sky.

The cultivator on the book mountain couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the two teams of chariots:

"That's Han Deacon's chariot!"

"Even Jin Deacon's chariot is here!"

"The two boys from the two families are so capable that they can attract the attention of these two senior brothers!"

After the chariot stopped.

Jin Huang and Han Mingdao appeared on the mountain of books surrounded by disciples.

"Brother Jin."

"Brother Han."

After the two greeted each other politely, they found an open place, placed tables and chairs and sat down quietly.

"People from the Long Family are here!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help shouting.

Everyone looked towards the road leading down the mountain.

I saw a man with a tall and straight figure and sharp eyes, surrounded by everyone from the Long family, slowly walking up to the top of the mountain.

This man is Long Xingjie.

Beside him, Ba Ye Long was as silent as an old monk in meditation, and he didn't even glance at the disciples present from the corner of his eye.

It wasn't until Ba Ye Long saw Jin Huang and Han Mingdao that he nodded slightly.

Feeling the gaze of Ba Ye Long, the two also nodded.

Their identities are no less than that of the Eighth Master Long, and they are not members of the Long family, so naturally they will not stand up and salute.

"Junior Brother Han, what do you think of this Long Xingjie?"

Jin Huang asked casually out of boredom.

Han Ming said: "It's a pity that you have the chance to become the top three in the Long family's generation in the future."

"Oh?"

Jin Huang agreed with Han Mingdao's evaluation, but the last three words puzzled him:

"Junior Brother Han, do you have any other ideas?"

Han Mingdao said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jin, Junior Brother Qin's training of disciples is, in my opinion, the best in the Supreme Sword Sect. Unfortunately, I don't have any smart juniors, otherwise I must send the Library and let him serve Brother Qin. Pour tea."

A smile appeared on Jin Huang's solemn face: "Hearing what Junior Brother Han said, I am looking forward to today's battle."

He came today just to give Qin Hao a face, after all, the two of them are also brothers-in-law.

I didn't expect to hear Han Mingdao commenting on Qin Hao like this.

At this moment, the sound of rolling wheels in the sky sounded.

Everyone looked up and saw a convoy approaching in a mighty manner, with Long Xingyi and Zixuan sitting on the leading six-carriage chariot.

Long Xingjie looked at the intimate two people in the car, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, looking at Long Xingyi's expression was like looking at a dead person.

There's no need to lose your own poise for a piece of shit.

As for the woman Zixuan, when this Young Master deposes that kid Long Xingyi, there will be plenty of time to deal with her!

After the convoy landed, everyone's eyes fell on Long Xingyi and the two of them...