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After an impassioned speech, Zhou Wenbo became the spiritual sustenance and idol figure in the minds of the new generation of disciples.
Their blood was boiling, and they all spoke out to support Zhou Wenbo in tomorrow's sword lecture hall, breaking through the sword problem in one fell swoop and learning "The Thirty-Six Swords of Chasing the Wind".
With a sudden long laugh, Liang Qiufeng stood up slowly and said one by one: "If you want to crack it, why wait until tomorrow?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.
Lan Lingling was furious and shouted with her halberd finger: "Liang Qiufeng, don't come out and embarrass yourself."
Liang Qiufeng had already been angry with this senior sister Snake and Scorpion, and retorted: "Senior Sister Lan, we still don't know who is so embarrassing."
Lan Lingling was furious. If it wasn't for the sect rules, she would have pounced on her and cut her into pieces.
Zhou Wenbo spoke up: "Junior Brother Liang, I choose when to solve the sword problem, it's not your turn to tell me what to do."
Liang Qiufeng shrugged: "Senior Brother Zhou, you have misunderstood. What I mean is that I will crack it myself without waiting for tomorrow."
Zhou Wenbo crossed his arms and sneered again and again: "Junior brother Liang, how you solved the sword problem was witnessed by everyone yesterday. Senior brothers, do you think you are right?"
Having said that, I paused deliberately.
Someone on the spot burst into laughter and the sound was heard.
"So, anyone can talk nonsense. But if you treat everyone as fools, talk nonsense, and play tricks, then don't blame us for being rude to you."
The tone was solemn.
This week Wenbo was really eloquent and good at rallying the front. With just a few words, he aroused the hatred of the same enemy and made everyone stand opposite Liang Qiufeng.
"That's right, Liang Qiufeng, don't brag about Dafa. Sooner or later, sensationalism will cause complaints and everyone will be disgusted."
"There must be a lower limit for showing off, and going too far is never enough."
"Liang Qiufeng, don't say that I underestimate you, you can solve the sword problem and write my name upside down."
"I told you before, he is just a clown, extremely disgusting!"
The accusations rolled in like a tidal wave.
In Zhongnan Mountain, Liang Qiufeng had only been introduced for a short period of time, and rarely took the initiative to make friends with his fellow disciples. Apart from Zhang Jiangshan, he basically had no friends. In addition, because he was favored by Elder Xiao and enjoyed special treatment, the others were already backlogged.
He had a lot of resentment, but at this moment, when Zhou Wenbo provoked it, it all exploded.
The verbal and written attacks came one after another.
Liang Qiufeng was like a deaf man, turning a deaf ear and strode forward to the podium.
Nowadays, the best way to silence everyone is not to argue or refute, but to prove it with facts, as Xiao Jihai said:
"If you want to impress those who look down on you; to shut up those who mock you; to stun those who are waiting to see a joke, you have to fight! Your dignity, your glory, and your future all depend on you.
Fight it yourself."
Struggle is the most effective action and the most powerful declaration!
Zhou Wenbo suddenly stretched out his hand to block the way, and said with a smile: "Junior brother Liang, as a senior brother, I think I should give you a piece of advice: if you want to be a hero, you have to pay a price."
Liang Qiufeng looked at him and said calmly: "Senior Brother Zhou, are you afraid that I will solve the sword problem?"
Zhou Wenbo suddenly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and almost jumped up: "Liang Qiufeng, am I afraid that you will solve the sword problem? What a joke, what a big joke."
"Then, please retract your hand and don't block my way."
Zhou Wenbo put down his hand angrily, cursing this damn guy a thousand times in his heart: "Okay, I'll let you go and see how you solve the sword problem."
He definitely didn't believe that Liang Qiufeng could really crack it. If he said "I'll come back next time" like he did yesterday, he would definitely offend everyone and become the biggest joke in Jianfu;
If fate comes, the end will definitely be worse than that of Wu Qingfeng, at least he will have to vomit a lot of blood.
"When the time comes, hehe, I wouldn't mind helping out..."
Thinking of the wonderful thing, Zhou Wenbo sneered. Of course, the so-called help is not really help. Taking advantage of your illness is more like taking your life.
With his method, he was able to achieve a perfect result, so he sent Liang Qiufeng to the west to die without any evidence.
Stand in front of the sword, stare at it, and after a while, close your eyes.
Buzz!
When there are no distracting thoughts in the mind and the mind is as clear as a mirror, the mental power is stimulated and rushes into the illusion of the sword title.
At this time, the shouts of everyone in the hall slowly calmed down, and everyone's eyes focused on the stage in unison.
The young man's back is slightly thinner, making him look tall and thin.
"Tsk, tsk, it's quite stylish, but it's a pity that it's so artificial, it's really annoying."
Lan Lingling rolled her eyes and said loudly, but she wanted to take the opportunity to disturb Liang Qiufeng's mind and prevent him from concentrating. Anyway, now that Elder Wu is away, there is no one to supervise him, so he can do some small tricks without any pressure.
Her cousin Ma Qianjun understood something and immediately said: "No, with the favor of Elder Xiao, the Sword Lecture Hall is used as a show to gain fame and fame. A while ago, it was said that Ge blocked Pan Dongliu's sword, but I don't know.
Whether it’s true or not, based on the specific circumstances, I think it’s very watery.”
Another direct martial artist from the Zhou family, Zhou Xuanshui, said in a strange tone: "I don't know if the water is too big or not. Anyway, when the inner disciples' election assessment begins, everything will be exposed and you won't be able to hide it."
A few of them, you and I said something, and they talked happily.
There are also many disciples here who are neutral and look at the problem more objectively. Some people can't help but say: "Senior Sister Lan, two senior brothers, and Junior Brother Liang are solving the sword problem. It is not appropriate to be disturbed. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later."
Lan Lingling said with a stern face: "What about cracking the sword question? I think he is just pretending. He is only at the fourth level of strength. Do you think he has the ability to crack the Xuanji sword question? Senior Brother Wu was just backlashed and he vomited blood and was seriously injured. You
Do you think Liang Qiufeng is a fool and really dares to crack it?"
The disciple was startled and asked himself: I have five levels of strength, but at this moment, I really don't dare to try it.
Time passed by, and Liang Qiufeng stood in front of the stone wall, motionless, like a sculpture.
Zhou Wenbo was still standing on the podium. From the side, he could see Liang Qiufeng's resolute face. Occasionally, the muscles of his cheeks would ripple slightly and his brows would furrow. It seemed that the spiritual world was going through a tough battle.
Is this kid really solving sword problems?
Inexplicably, Zhou Wenbo felt a little uneasy.
It stands to reason that Liang Qiufeng is neither an impulsive young man nor a reckless fool. He dares to speak in public and solve the sword problem. Is it possible that he is really confident about it?
No matter what, we must do something to disrupt his cracking process...
Zhou Wenbo gritted his teeth and planned to use a dirty trick.
At this moment, Liang Qiufeng suddenly opened his eyes and said tiredly: "It's done."
With a gentle breath, the leaf carrier turned into fragments and scattered on the ground.
Seeing this, everyone present was stunned, and the words Liang Qiufeng said before seemed to ring in their ears: "If you want to crack it, why wait for tomorrow."