Chapter 213: Dirty Talk

After Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the strong confidence in his tone, as if this guy had full confidence in his future.

"Did I hear it wrong?"

Xiao Qixiu was a little stunned. He looked at the masked man, then at Xu Xiaoshou, and suddenly realized that if he was a few decades younger, maybe...

he couldn't say such words!

Sang Lao curled his lips. Others might not believe it, but he believed it.

This was also one of the reasons why he was able to take a fancy to Xu Xiaoshou. This guy seemed unreliable on the surface, but his inner tenacity and confidence...

To be honest, it was just a little lower than his own.

Everyone was surprised, even Jiang Bianyan looked at the young man in front of him with a new look.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to be able to put down such a bold statement in front of the "Saint Slave" who holds a famous sword and swallows the mountains and rivers.

"Young man, do you know who is standing in front of you?"

Different from the reaction of the people in the Spirit Palace, Cen Qiaofu was so angry at this arrogant remark that he blew his beard and glared.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up. Not to mention, this question has troubled him for a long time.

If this old man can give him an answer, he will be very grateful.

"He is..."

The masked man stopped Cen Qiaofu from continuing to speak with a hand.

He couldn't do the thing of self-reporting, after all, there was an outsider standing here!

He liked Xu Xiaoshou's confidence even more.

This kid is really a bit to his taste!

"You should have seen Lei Shuangxing. Follow me and you will see more geniuses like this." The masked man advised.

"That blind man?" Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a while and said, "Is he still alive?"

Under Ye Xiaotian's attack, even if Lei Shuangxing was a sword master, he might not be able to walk out of the space fragments.

The masked man seemed to be stunned. Before he could speak, he saw the young man on the ground add a sentence:

"If he is still alive, please tell him that his mentality needs more training. That guy..."

"Can't stand the excitement, too impulsive!"

Ye Xiaotian's lips lifted up and he almost laughed. He had expected the expressions of the two people opposite him when they heard this.

Sure enough, after this sentence fell, Cen Qiaofu staggered.

The little blind man was almost the most stable junior he had ever seen. Even for himself, except for being able to let him call him senior, he had almost never communicated with him.

Impulsive?

What a joke!

The masked man was also stunned for a moment. He didn't know what to say.

Xu Xiaoshou and Lei Shuangxing had met, so they had also clashed?

"Impulsive..."

Mumbling unconsciously, the masked man found that he seemed to have no extra words to impress this seemingly rock-hard kid.

"I'll give you one last chance."

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Follow me, I guarantee you will break through the Sword Sect within one year!"

"Hiss!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Sword Sect!

One year!

This is not a piece of cake.

As we all know, the cultivation of sword intent can only rely on understanding and fate.

This masked man can even boast of such a breakthrough in artistic conception?

Xiao Qixiu was a little shocked.

Even he himself did not dare to make such a guarantee, and even if he was asked to practice again at this moment, he did not dare to guarantee that he had the confidence to say so.

"One year?"

Everyone looked at Xu Xiaoshou and lowered his head, seeming to be tempted.

...Motivated?

Xu Xiaoshou only used two toes to calculate, and knew that it would definitely not take a year to accumulate 50,000 passive points.

Not even a month!

"One year, a little long..."

Xu Xiaoshou muttered unconsciously, and seeing that everyone's face was a little wrong, he hurriedly explained: "I'm telling the truth, don't misinterpret my meaning."

Masked man:? ? ?

Misinterpretation?

How should this sentence be misinterpreted?

"Suspected, passive value, +7."

This time, not only did the two "Saint Slaves" suffer critical damage, but even the people on the side of the Spirit Palace felt that Xu Xiaoshou was a little too much.

You can't be so exaggerated when playing with people!

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Qiao Qianzhi finally couldn't help laughing, and he grabbed Xu Xiaoshou's head with a thud, "Xiaoshou, you're too much, you need to restrain yourself."

Restrain?

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the masked man's fiery eyes, timidly shrank behind Elder Qiao, and leaned out and said, "Then how about a month..."

Hmm?

Why is this guy smoking?

"Then half a year?"

"If I can break the Sword Sect in half a year, I will... just consider it?"

Cen Qiaofu felt his face turn pale, and he was so angry that he lost all his blood color.

"Stinky boy, you are making fun of us!"

He was furious, and he could no longer hold back his hands, and he chopped out with an axe.

Puff puff

As a result, before the cut was made, invisible flames ignited again, frightening him so much that he shrank back and tried his best to resist.

"Come again?"

Old Sang smiled sinisterly. If they really wanted to fight, he was not weak.

It was a pity for the Tiansang Ling Palace, but at most he could just rebuild it and recruit more disciples.

No problem!

The masked man was also very angry. This kid's aggressive skills were really annoying, but this arrogance...

"Really like me, you have the style of me back then, I admire you!"

"Thank you."

Xu Xiaoshou popped his head again, paused and said: "But you are the second person to say this to me."

"Hmm?"

The masked man was a little curious, "Second?"

Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head to look at Old Sang, and the old man happened to look at him at this moment.

The scene was quiet again.

The atmosphere seemed to have a subtle embarrassment.

Old Sang blushed and hurriedly lowered his straw hat.

This kid...

How can he output without distinguishing between enemies and friends? He must be poisonous!

"Heeh... Um!"

Qiao Qianzhi stopped laughing in time to avoid endless troubles.

It is much more terrifying to offend Old Sang than to offend the masked man. At least this guy is a permanent resident of the Spirit Palace. He may give you a hard time. It's so scary!

At this moment, everyone tilted their heads and looked at the distant sky at the same time.

Jiang Bianyan's face was full of joy: "Here we are."

The two "holy slaves" changed their expressions at the same time, knowing that they could no longer stay here, and the white-clothed people from the Holy Temple were already on the way.

"Let's go!"

Cen Qiaofu urged, if they didn't leave, they would be left with their shells.

The masked man still had some hope, "Wen Ming..."

"Didn't you just say it was the last chance? Why are you still coming?" Xu Xiaoshou interrupted.

The masked man: "..."

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

He had completely given up, and didn't understand why he was so obsessed with that kid before. This guy is extremely poisonous!

Is it a wrong choice after all...

With a low sigh, the two were about to leave, but Xu Xiaoshou suddenly said, "Wait, maybe I can go with you?"

Several eyes pierced his face, and Xu Xiaoshou was frightened by the stare, but at this time he could already feel something strange in the distance.

There were strong men coming, why didn't the people present keep them?

He was a little confused.

"Changed?"

Facing the masked man's somewhat suspicious eyes, Xu Xiaoshou said seriously: "There is a condition."

"What condition?"

The masked man curled his lips. No matter how many dirty words he said, he couldn't resist the temptation in the end?

"Give me the sword in your hand, and I will go with you!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, even Old Sang showed an interested look.

"Stinky boy, what are you thinking about?"

Cen Qiaofu was so angry that he laughed. This kid really thinks he is a big shot. You can't even match a hair of this sword!

Huh?

This sword seems to be hairless...

The masked man laughed and said: "Okay, as long as you go with me, I will give you the sword."

Cen Qiaofu was shocked, "You are crazy!"

"Give me your sword first, and then I will go with you." Xu Xiaoshou remained calm.

"Heh!"

"So you are really playing with me?"

The masked man trembled, and he finally realized that the young man in front of him really didn't have the slightest heartbeat, but was really making fun of himself!

As soon as he raised the snow sword in his hand, he almost rushed down to kidnap people.

"Hold on!"

Cen Qiaofu hurriedly grabbed his hand. If he continued like this, he and his partner might be held back by a junior.

"Let go!"

"Let us go first!"

"Let go!"

"Go first!"

"I know..." The masked man's face turned pale, and his voice trembled, "But the fire in you has burned me!"