Gao Wu: Quietly Draw The Sword, And Then Surprise Everyone

Zhao Yang never expected that his apprenticeship would actually cause him to get burned.

Moreover, his supreme sword spine will also cause death to him!

But Zhao Yang has no regrets.

If he hadn't become a disciple, he probably would have been killed by Qi Feiyang just now.

It is true that his supreme sword spine will cause death, but it can also improve his strength.

Taking Qi Feiyang as his disciple, he also gained many benefits.

The most important thing is that I no longer have to be timid in the future, after all, now I really have a big boss master.

No matter how good he comes up with, he probably won't attract the covetousness of other warriors.

You can also be more confident when it comes to seeking the skin of a tiger by raising a banner.

"Uncle Master, since I'm in such danger now, can you give me a few more of these knives?" Zhao Yang looked at Niu Yanghua and asked, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Knowing that he was in danger at any time, Zhao Yang naturally had to ask for more things that could save his life.

"Hey! You kid, okay, okay, I'll give you three more." Without being stingy, Niu Yanghua took out three knives again and handed them to Zhao Yang, "I only have these three on me, and I don't have them anymore."

The implication is, don’t ask me for it again.

"Okay, thank you, uncle!"

Zhao Yang was obviously very happy after getting three life-saving knives from Niu Yanghua.

Later, Zhao Yang looked at Qi Feiyang and asked: "Master and uncle have given it to me, so you can't have no expression, right?"

"You kid." Qi Feiyang smiled and shook his head, then took out five small swords.

Seeing these five small swords, Zhao Yang knew that the functions of these small swords should be the same as the small knives Niu Yanghua gave him. They were life-saving tools.

For now, what Zhao Yang lacks most is this kind of thing.

Zhao Yang had a lot of weapons, techniques, and elixirs, but he lacked life-saving things, and the more life-saving things he had, the better.

This way you can wander a little longer.

"These five small swords are the same as the knives your uncle gave you. They are life-saving things. Each one can withstand three full-force blows from the Martial Saint." Qi Feiyang handed the small sword to Zhao Yang.

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Yang accepted the five small swords with a smile.

"You have accepted all the gifts. Now is it time to go back with me to practice?"

Now that he has become Zhao Yang's master, Qi Feiyang naturally has to be responsible for Zhao Yang's training. After all, Zhao Yang will have to compete with Niu Yanghua's apprentice.

Qi Feiyang didn't want Zhao Yang to lose to Niu Yanghua's disciple.

"Ah, are you in such a hurry? Can you please wait a little longer? I still haven't got ten million yet."

City Lord Li Yongnian was promised that if he wins the Hundred Cities Competition, he can get a reward of 10 million. Zhao Yang must get this 10 million.

"You didn't get 10 million? With your current worth, do you still care about that 10 million?" Qi Feiyang was a little confused.

The gifts Zhao Yang received just now are worth about 100 billion in total, and Zhao Yang actually still cares about 10 million now!

What can ten million buy? Qi Feiyang couldn't understand it at all.

"That's the Hundred Cities Competition. I promised someone before that I would win the Hundred Cities Competition, and then that person rewarded me with an additional ten million."

After saying that, Zhao Yang smiled awkwardly, "I believe master and uncle can also see how poor I was before I became my master. I couldn't even afford a decent piece of clothing."

"So when I heard about the additional reward of 10 million, I promised others. If I leave now, it will be a broken promise."

"Once I break my promise, it will not only affect my personal reputation, but also Master's reputation. I believe Master doesn't want this to happen, right?"

After listening to what Zhao Yang said, Qi Feiyang nodded and agreed with Zhao Yang's statement. Once Zhao Yang broke his promise, others would say that he had accepted a disciple who did not keep his word.

"By the way, how old are you this year? You're not over twenty, are you?"

"This disciple is only eighteen this year, and there are still two years left before he turns twenty."

hiss!

The eighteen-year-old Qihai Qi Level 7!

This age coupled with this level of cultivation surprised both Qi Feiyang and Niu Yanghua!

The two of them couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Zhao Yang's qualifications seemed to exceed their expectations!

It's rare to see an eighteen-year-old Qi Sea Seventh Level!

"Eighteen years old, seventh level of Qi Sea, winning the Hundred Cities Competition... Are you sure? You must know that everyone can only participate in the Hundred Cities Competition once in their life. At your age, you don't have to be so anxious to participate in the Hundred Cities Competition."

The disciple's fame spreads all over the world, which is what Qi Feiyang wants to see.

But if Zhao Yang can't win the championship this time, it will be a bit of a waste.

If you waste the opportunity, you will lose Qi Feiyang’s face.

After all, Qi Feiyang is also one of the top people in Dalongduo. If his disciples can't win the Hundred Cities Competition, then I don't know what others will say.

"Don't worry, disciple is completely sure." Zhao Yang said confidently.

Seeing Zhao Yang being so confident, Qi Feiyang didn't know what to say.

Later, Qi Feiyang asked Xiang Niu Yanghua: "How old is your disciple this year? When will we let the two of them compete?"

After accepting the disciples, it was time to decide the time for the disciples from both sides to compete.

"My disciple is only eighteen this year, and his cultivation level is not as high as that of Zhao Yang." As he said that, Niu Yangyu looked at Zhao Yang again, "I don't know how this kid practiced before, but his cultivation level is so high."

Hearing this, a trace of pride appeared on Qi Feiyang's face, "Hey, don't forget, my disciple is born to be supreme, so naturally he cannot compare with ordinary people."

"Tch, he's just born supreme, so my apprentice may not lose!" After thinking about it carefully, Niu Yanghua said, "The duel should be scheduled in three years."

"Okay, three years from now, three years from now."

After finishing his words, Qi Feiyang looked at Zhao Yang and said: "When the Hundred Cities Competition is over, you will practice with me. Three years later, you will compete with your uncle's disciples. I have been fighting with your uncle all my life, and there is no difference." Whether we win or lose, the rest will depend on you juniors."

"Yes! Master." Zhao Yang responded, and at the same time glanced at Qi Feiyang and Niu Yanghua.

There was no winner between the two, which surprised Zhao Yang.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. There is no winner or loser. Zhao Yang is a little confused.

"Okay, your uncle and I will leave first. I will come over and take a look when the Hundred Cities Competition takes place."

After a while, Qi Feiyang and Niu Yanghua flew away from here.

And Zhao Yang also walked back in the direction of Jiangcheng.

Zhao Yang didn't care about the three-year agreement Qi Feiyang mentioned.

With the system in place, Zhao Yang didn't believe that he would lose to Niu Yanghua's disciples.

Back at the rental house, Zhao Yang saw the white fox lying on the bed.

"This guy didn't call me when he ran away, but he came back pretty quickly."