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Chapter 1579

While she was walking, she almost sprained her ankle by her high heels. In anger, she kicked her high heels away, and the feeling of walking barefoot on the ground made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

She suddenly hated the skirt on her body very much, and even hated her daughter's body a little.

If she is a man, she can become Xiao Potian's best brother, because there can be many brothers, but only one wife.

It is too difficult for Murong Piaopiao to win with only one place.

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After meditation last night, Xiao Potian felt that he had a new understanding of Xuanyuan Nine Swords, but he always felt that he couldn't understand the key points.

Thinking about his debt to Chu Yuxin last night, he planned to sow seeds tonight and then practice swordsmanship.

After dealing with the Wei Party’s affairs, when Xiao Potian was about to leave, the Dragon Lord suddenly called him.

"Xiao Hushuai, I have invited three fencing masters. If you are not very busy, you can discuss with them."

Lord Dragon said lightly, and Xiao Potian suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

Since stopping Xiao Potian from failing, the Dragon Lord seemed to have forgotten this matter and didn't say much, but he quietly invited three fencing masters.

After saying that, Lord Dragon clapped his palms. Guan Fei walked in quickly with three people in fencing suits. Each of them was holding a sword in his hand, but there was a clear difference between the body of the sword and the hilt.

In Xiao Potian's view, competitive sports are mainly performed for others to see. While competing for strength, they also need to pay attention to certain viewing. What he needs is the ability to kill people, so he does not think he can learn anything from these athletes.

But since the Dragon Lord has invited them, Xiao Potian naturally has trouble letting the Dragon Lord down, so he bowed to the three of them very politely: "Xiao Potian has seen three masters in the lower house."

"The Flower Sword won three consecutive titles, and I was nicknamed Hua San. I have seen Xiao Hushuai." Hua San bowed to Xiao Potian and said respectfully.

"The heavy sword won five consecutive championships, and the nickname was Chongwu. I have met Xiao Hushuai." Chongwu also quickly stepped forward and greeted Xiao Potian.

"Pengjian Seven consecutive championships, and the nickname is Pei Qi. I have met Xiao Hushuai." Pei Qi also bowed and said.

The three of them had the style of a master in every move.

It can be seen that the world champions are obviously not enough to demonstrate their achievements.

Xiao Potian didn't want to waste too much time on them, but if he was too hasty and sent them away, he would be a little disgraceful of the Dragon Lord.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Potian decided to compete with them directly so that they could retreat.

"Three masters, you should know that practicing swords is the most important thing in practical combat. Let's go to the martial arts practice hall to ask you in person." Xiao Potian said very politely, but the three masters could clearly see the perfunctory expression in Xiao Potian's expression.

They admire Xiao Potian's ability to lead troops to fight, and they also know that Xiao Potian's martial arts are good, but Xiao Potian's contempt of their swordsmanship still made them feel very upset.

They decided to fight for their dignity when they compete later.

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