"Being watched, passive value, +3."
Xu Xiaoshou stretched out and was suddenly frightened by the three piercing eyes not far away.
Without waiting to look back, many young people standing under the high platform also looked sideways.
"Being watched, passive value, +686."
"Being watched, passive value, +433."
It can be said that the only one who has shown the realm of Sword Sect so far is Xu Xiaoshou who showed his prowess in the last battle.
As for the competition between Spirit Refining Dao and Sword Dao, there is no rule that only one can participate in one.
As a result, everyone's focus of attention naturally fell on Xu Xiaoshou.
This big devil...
Is he going to go up or not?
If we want to attack, how many attacks can these minions like me be able to withstand?
According to the attack intensity of the previous All-Is-Sword style, it will still change its angle, and even the referee may not be able to stop it...
There are probably only a handful of people who can stop it!
So, do you want to admit defeat directly, or let this guy continue to stand on the high platform for half a stick of incense?
But half a stick of incense...
That’s five white cave quotas!
After understanding this, everyone was filled with hatred and almost tore Xu Xiaoshou apart with their eyes.
This is so abominable, how can someone be so omnipotent that even if the city lord's palace makes a separate rule for him, it seems that he can't stop this guy from moving forward?
"Cursed, passive value, +499."
"Being in awe, passive value, +676."
"Being disgusted, passive value, +1420."
"..."
The information bar suddenly refreshed the screen quickly, and its value increased faster and faster every time.
Xu Xiaoshou was a little stunned, and then he couldn't help but laugh when he saw the hateful eyes of these guys.
This is what passive systems sometimes look like.
As long as one's previous prestige is reached, even if one is just stretching at this moment, one can frantically tap into a large portion of passive value.
After he stretched, he paused for a moment when he looked at everyone's hesitant and waiting eyes.
Then he started to wiggle his butt.
"Cursed, passive value, +1121."
"Being slandered, passive value, +686."
"Xu Xiaoshou, they are all waiting for you." Mu Zixi couldn't stand this kind of gaze.
Even though she only received a very small amount of splash damage from the side, she was still a little overwhelmed.
I really don’t know how thick-skinned this Xu Xiaohou is, to be able to perform the movements of twisting his butt and stretching his muscles in front of everyone’s eyes.
Mu Zixi couldn't bear it anyway, so she was urging him.
"No hurries?"
Xu Xiaoshou curled his lips, "Heroes must appear last, how could I appear so soon?"
Mu Zixi said speechlessly: "But if you don't play, they might be worried..."
"This is their business, what does it have to do with me?"
"As a spiritual refiner and a sword cultivator, if even I, Xu Xiaoshou, are afraid to this extent, then this will be the end of their lives."
Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands.
This statement caused a lot of damage.
"Received resentment, passive value, +323."
Almost at the same time, dozens of sonorous sword sounds echoed throughout the place.
Some sword cultivators couldn't bear it anymore and drew their swords on the spot.
Their sword cultivators, unlike the spiritual masters, have the belief that they would never give in and not be afraid of obstacles. How could they endure such ridicule?
And when they saw Xu Xiaoshou's eyes that became excited because he heard the sword being unsheathed, all the sword cultivators who drew their swords all shook the sword flowers in unison, and then sheathed the sword and put it back in the sheath.
"After sitting for a long time, this sword needs to be taken out for a breather."
"Yes, yes, my sword also needs to breathe. If I hide it any longer, I'm afraid it will get rusty."
"Yes, yes, if you don't come out and wander around, I'm afraid you'll be unfamiliar with killing people later!"
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
Are these guys serious?
Where has the momentum of drawing the sword just now gone?
How come they all shrank back after just one word?
Xu Xiaoshou froze on the spot, and the field also became still.
There is a smell of embarrassment in the air, not just a trace, but on the contrary, very strong.
Fu Xing's face turned dark.
This Xu Xiaoshou is really poisonous!
Why do such strange things always happen wherever he appears?
Obviously this kind of thing wouldn't happen in previous years, but just standing up and stretching, it shocked everyone so much that they didn't dare to go on stage?
this……
He sighed and suddenly said: "Xu Xiaoshou."
"Um?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked back, wondering what new instructions his nephew had.
"You come on stage for me, go up first and let others challenge." Fu Xing waved his hand helplessly.
"Why?"
Xu Xiao was angry.
There's a reason why he doesn't go on stage.
From the very beginning, the scorching eyes of the Three Musketeers told him that nothing good would happen to him after he came to power.
Others don't know, but he knows it very well.
That guy without a sword has the sword intention of a master.
His two senior brothers each have a famous sword, so how could their strength be so different?
If I go up now, I will definitely be attacked and killed by a round-turn attack!
Since the rules have limited you to only five places, why do you have to do such a thankless job?
Wouldn't it be nice to wait for these three Musketeers to all get their quotas and be restricted from playing before they can play themselves?
Zhang Taiying is still waiting for him to save the energy to beat him, don't waste it!
With a thud, Xu Xiaoshou sat down.
"I don't think so."
But Fu Xing's eyes widened: "I, Fu Xing, think it's okay, please get up there quickly, otherwise everyone will have to wait!"
"I said, this is their business, the weak will wait, the strong have already made their mark long ago!"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't panic at all.
To be continued...