Seeing everyone looking at him, Xing Hesong laughed dryly, shook his head and said, "Ahem...No. If I could go, I would go yesterday. I was in trouble when I was practicing qigong two days ago..."

"Now... I can't even lift this sword."

"Hey!" Everyone felt regretful. No one doubted the words of the eldest brother. Because the eldest brother said that he could not lift the sword, he really couldn't lift the sword.

"What a pity!" Xiang Rong also sighed. Finally, she thought about it and said to Jiang Feng: "I don't know how my brother is now. If only he could come out, it would be great."

"Little junior brother?" Many people also showed strange expressions on their faces when Xiang Rongrong mentioned this person.

This junior brother is Xiang Rong's younger brother. Although he is the youngest junior brother in the master's sect, his swordsmanship is second only to his master Xiang Taihe in the entire Jingwu Hall.

Even the eldest senior brother Xing Hesong is slightly worse than the younger junior brother.

However... the younger brother became obsessed with martial arts. Generally, he was either in seclusion or on the way to seclusion. Yesterday, someone thought about finding the younger brother to come out of seclusion, but think about it... After all, there are so many people, so no one disturbs the younger brother.

But now look at it, there is no one available in the entire Jingwu Palace.

Many people sighed endlessly.

Seeing that no one challenged him anymore, Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "Or... forget it..."

Jiang Feng was originally thinking that he might as well go together.

But thinking about it, this sentence is really too hateful. He guessed that if he really said this, these people might go wild on the spot. Jiang Feng would not be sure of how much the loss of composure would develop.

Jiang Feng shook his head and turned around and left the square. Before leaving, Jiang Feng said, "If there is no opponent tomorrow... I will go back."

Everyone looked at Jiang Feng's back, and many people showed resentment on their faces, but... no one said they wanted to challenge Jiang Feng.

Because everyone present had basically been beaten by Jiang Feng.

Going up again can only bring shame to yourself.

Jiang Feng returned to the front of the sword cliff again. Thinking about what Xiang Tai and his uncle told him, Jiang Feng went straight into the forest, then brushed a few swords and cut down a lot of trees.

Then, Jiang Feng built a pavilion without any haste.

Jiang Feng feels happy when he does this kind of manual work.

In addition, the scenery around here is really good, so Jiang Feng felt a sense of leisure as if he was in a paradise and lived a pastoral life for a while.

But...this feeling didn't last long.

Just as Jiang Feng had just set up the pavilion, he came to Jiang Feng alone and looked at Jiang Feng silently.

Jiang Feng turned around and looked at the person who came and smiled: "Hello."

"Junior Brother Jiang Feng, it seems you knew I was coming long ago..." The person who came smiled, with a hint of relaxation in his smile.

"I don't know. I don't like to ponder other people's thoughts. It's no difference for me whether you come or not." Jiang Feng smiled faintly.

The person who came was not someone else, but Xing Hesong, who said he was injured today.

Xing Hesong nodded and said with a smile: "I want to challenge you!"
Chapter completed!