"This "Guan Sword Code" is too scary. What is the background of that sloppy uncle?"

"If you keep it up like this, it's really possible to become a famous sword!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't think too much, and this was not the time to think about this.

He holds the sword to earn passive points.

"Are you not convinced?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the person who spoke previously.

"I accept it."

The man was scared. He was afraid that Xu Xiaoshou would pull him up again and drag him to the high platform.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened: "No, you don't accept it!"

The previous speaker was now deeply regretful.

He hated why he couldn't hide it and wanted to be the one in the spotlight.

"Yes, I'm not convinced." His weak voice made people feel pity for him.

Xu Xiaoshou nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone has also seen that this is my sword. The level is not high, just eighth grade."

Everyone twitched their lips.

"Cursed, passive value, +1111."

"but!"

Xu Xiaoshou changed the subject: "My swordsmanship is too strong!"

"It's so strong that I can no longer control it. Everyone, do you know what this concept is?"

Everyone looked at Xu Xiaoshou flying into the air with his sword, and wished they could just pounce on it, tear it off, and crush it to death.

But no one dared to move and could only listen to this person continue to beep.

"My sword can kill people."

Xu Xiaoshou flicked his sleeves and robe, and his expression suddenly turned grim.

The venue suddenly felt a sense of murderous intent, Xiao Feng wandered away, and autumn entered for a while.

This chilling atmosphere did not last long, and Xu Xiaoshou broke it casually.

"In order to prevent you from being killed, I can only try my best to restrain my sword. This is a very hard thing."

"You feel dissatisfied?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the collapsed man again and said in a suppressed voice: "It's okay if you don't accept it."

"I'm not convinced either."

"I'm going to fight, and I have to prevent you from being killed by me. How hard do I have to hold it in?"

"Tell me, if I win these ten rounds, is it worth getting the ten spots in the White Cave?"

Xu Xiaoshou slapped his thigh with a "snap" sound.

“It’s worth it!”

Mu Zixi lowered his head in silence.

Fu Xing's lower lip trembled and his neck stretched a little.

Even during the vigil, Xu Xiaoshou's speech shocked him beyond measure.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Who knows that this guy has gone through such a long circle and is still obsessed with these ten places?

Who else here dares to resist?

Although Xu Xiaoshou had obviously given up on the matter of quota, everyone looked at his sad expression in the air and couldn't bear it anymore.

"This guy is too arrogant!"

"I can't hold back the ancient power in my body anymore. Don't stop me tonight. Let's go together and make this guy collapse and die!"

"Ten rounds? So what if ten rounds don't work? Then twenty rounds!"

"Isn't there just twenty spots in the White Cave? I don't believe that Xu Xiaoshou can get them all!"
Chapter completed!