Waiting for one person to step down, Qiu Bai's true energy penetrated his legs and jumped up.

All the disciples of Wuxuan Temple knew him, and when they saw this elder disciple coming to the stage, they were even more cheerful.

Qiu Bai looked around and swept across the faces of the Emei people. Chai Kunpeng became a little nervous, but unexpectedly, the other party's eyes finally fell on Wu Yong's face.

"Uncle Wu, Qiu Bai wants to ask you for more advice."

Chai Kunpeng was stunned and turned his head and said, "Uncle Master..."

Wu Yongxin said: What are you here to do?

He thought that after yesterday's release, there would be no one to call him today, but he still couldn't hide.

"Uncle Master...Uncle Master...Uncle Master!"

Wu Yong was still hesitating, and a voice suddenly called out his name rhythmically from the crowd. Looking over, he saw Fan Deyang shouting not far away.

When Fan Deyang saw him looking, he waved his hands and shouted more and more vigorously.

"This fat man..." Chai Kunpeng exclaimed with wide eyes, "He actually has some brains."

He immediately shouted.

This shout could not stop. Emei disciples joined the ranks of cheering and cheering, and even Song Yuying looked at him with anticipation.

'I really thank you two...' Wu Yong didn't want to compete for the sake of the competition, but now he can't get out of the market. He smiles on his face and is very helpless in secret.

But don't say it, when so many people gather around him and shout, his mood actually had a slight turbulence.

Especially as the Emei disciples shouted more and more neatly, the "Little Master Uncle" made him numb and his body had goose bumps.

This is a feeling that Wu Yong, who has never experienced in two lifetimes.

He suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart: What are you afraid of? Everyone has been honest and honest in a battle, fair and just, no one uses some tricks, just to communicate, what's the problem?

So he stepped onto the martial arts stage and bowed: "Nephew Qiu."

Qiu Bai was extremely excited when he saw him coming on stage to take the call. He replied with a tribute and said, "It's my plan!"

Seeing Wu Yongjing calming his energy, he was ready to face the challenge, and hurriedly said to Dongfang Xiujing: "Master, I want to add a lottery!"

Dongfang Xiujing's face darkened and scolded, "What a lottery? You don't learn well at a young age. Learn to drink pheasant and humor!"

Qiu Bai waved his hands repeatedly, "No, Master, I never gamble with others."

"I just admire Master Wu, afraid that I am not the opponent, and everyone is probably boring to watch the competition, so I want to have something interesting with Master Wu."

Dongfang Xiujing frowned, "You said."

Qiu Baixinxiu took out a green glass bead the size of a fingernail from his arms and said, "This is the water glass my master gave me, it is a defensive spirit weapon. If Uncle Wu can break this spiritual weapon, then I will admit defeat and give it to you."

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At the welcome dinner that day, Song Yuying ate almost all the dishes and specially left a plate of her favorite fish sashimi to enjoy at the end.

Who would have thought that Wu used it, without saying a word, actually wanted to eat this plate of fish sashimi.

Dare you believe this is something a master did!?

‘When I eat good things, I must keep my favorites for the last one. If I meet someone like Wu Yong, how could I give him a face?’

When I thought about this last night, Qiu Baizhen stood up for Song Yuying and the plan was born.

'Wang Tonghao, Wang Tonghao, you are a little brainy, it's a pity... The people under your command are not doing well, and they found out fake news, and they also suffered a loss because of this. Wu Yong's image of integrity is just his disguise!'

Qiu Bai gloats in his heart.

Seeing that Wu Yong was still hesitating, he joked: "Uncle Master, you have to agree, let's start now. However, my spiritual weapon does not have a few talismans in seal carvings, and I don't have strong ability to defend and defend. Uncle Master, you are also physically cultivating, but don't want to smash Bangbang's two punches and take it away."
Chapter completed!