Chapter 418 Weak Water Three Thousand, Only Take Half
"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.
Fu Xing was shaking with anger. This guy really didn't give any face to him and was completely uncooperative!
But fortunately, I was prepared in advance.
He chuckled softly and said slowly: "I can't tolerate you now. Take a look at the rule list in your hand. The last item has been decided for you."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, then he copied the rule sheet on the table and glanced at it.
"This rule list is customized by the City Lord's Palace. All interpretation rights belong to Fu Xing. Whatever Fu Xing says will be whatever it is. If you don't agree, the quota in the White Grotto will be withdrawn!"
Xu Xiaoshou was instantly happy.
"Good payment bank!"
He almost pulled out a pair of slippers from the ring and slapped it over.
After forcibly resisting the urge, Xu Xiaoshou's hand shook, and the paper suddenly fluttered.
The next second, it turned into ashes.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I actually forgot that I am a fire-attributed spirit refiner."
"I've been getting angry lately, and I can't control the murderous intention in my heart."
Fu Xing: "..."
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
Everyone who was watching was frightened. The single-player rule list was forcibly announced by Fu Xing as early as when Xu Xiaoshou went to pee.
Therefore, everyone knows this rule.
But now, Xu Xiaoshou was burned in front of Fu Xing?
"This guy is too tough. When he talks about murderous intent, could he be referring to Kill Fu Xing?"
"Haha, I really look forward to Fu Xing having a big fight with Xu Xiaoshou in the final challenge. It will definitely be exciting."
"The all-powerful son of the City Lord's Mansion faces off against the new dark horse who has no solution..."
"Tsk, tsk, I'm so sorry! If it were me, I wouldn't dare to provoke the city lord's palace like this."
"Be admired, passive value, +865."
"Being worried, passive value, +56."
"Being admired, passive value, +2."
"..."
Fu Xing watched Xu Xiaoshou burn the rule sheet directly, and was silent for a while. When the pride in the boy's eyes was about to leak out, he finally put his hand into his arms.
"Xu Xiaoshou, I knew..."
As he spoke, he took out a brand new rule sheet.
"This form is made in duplicate, one for you and one for me, both of which have been declared effective."
"If you still want..."
Plop.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly widened, and everyone felt that the air was suddenly anxious.
The next second, the paper in Fu Xing's hand turned into ashes, and then not even ashes remained.
"?"
"Damn it, what kind of magical skill is this?"
"What just happened?"
So everyone was shocked.
It just passed away in a flash, but filled the entire space with an anxious aura, and everyone could feel the domineering atmosphere.
And this kind of domineering flame can actually be transmitted directly to a person's body through his eyes?
Everyone thought of Xu Xiaoshou's "Five Finger Seed Technique" before...
This thing called Qingqing can set people on fire directly without being close to the body?
"My mother, how many trump cards does Xu Xiaoshou have?"
"How much water did he put in the written test just now..."
It was obviously the eve of the sword competition, but everyone was suddenly shocked again by Xu Xiaoshou's spirit refining method.
Fu Xing was trembling with anger, he suppressed the corners of his mouth that were twitching wildly, and suddenly sneered again.
"As expected..."
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and there was a guard behind him carrying a box.
Once you open it, it's densely packed with rules.
Xu Xiaoshou:???
He was really a little shocked. Was this a mistake? As for being so targeted?
Fu Xing chuckled, and continued what he had been interrupted before: "If you still want to burn it, feel free to do so, the City Lord's Mansion still has stock."
"Okay, I'll remember you as a payment banker!"
Xu Xiaoshou stretched out two fingers and tapped them in the air, and sword intent suddenly surged out of them.
All the money was gone in no time.
"Brother Shou, brother, don't do this."
He immediately sent a message: "To save my face, if you don't come on stage now, it will be very difficult for me to handle. If everyone keeps delaying, then the dinner will probably have to wait until tomorrow."
Xu Xiaoshou hummed and let go.
He rolled his eyes and flew up.
He stood high in the sky again, overlooking everyone.
"Cursed, passive value, +565."
Xu Xiaoshou:???
I haven't spoken yet, why are you cursing me again?
Ignoring everyone, he continued: "It's fine if I'm the first one to come on stage, you're all waiting anyway."
"But participating in kendo is nothing more than a competition of swordsmanship. What I said earlier was certainly stimulating, but there is truth to what I said."
"Kendo, if no one dares to draw a sword, how can we do it?"
Now everyone was quiet.
What Xu Xiaoshou said makes sense.
Even if he is vigiling at night, he will nod his head loudly.
Swordsman, move forward bravely and never be lazy!
"therefore……"
Seeing that everyone agreed with his point of view, Xu Xiaoshou said seriously:
"In order to stimulate everyone to bravely challenge, I suggest that if you can't defeat me after ten rounds of fighting, then give me ten spots in the White Cave!"
"As the saying goes, if you have three thousand pieces of weak water, only take half of it."
"I, Xu Xiaoshou, am not greedy. Everything is for the heroes of Tiansang County. Everything is for the good of everyone."
Everyone:???
A moment ago, everyone here was still immersed in the insights brought by Xu Xiaoshou, and their thoughts were very reasonable.
But when this guy's wolfish ambition was revealed, everyone was shocked.
I am really stupid!
Obviously, even if his brain is wet, it is impossible to think that Xu Xiaoshou will be good for everyone!
"Why do you only take half of the three thousand weak water? Don't you just drink one scoop? I'm a Buddha, this Xu Xiaoshou really dares to open his mouth!"
"If heaven had not given birth to me, Xu Xiaoshou, my greed would last forever."
"Cursed, passive value, +565."
"Being disliked, passive value, +1323."
"Being admired, passive value, +2."
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou looked at Fu Xing with a smile. This guy's face was almost dripping with ink.
"How?" he asked.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, and some suddenly laughed out loud.
"Xu Xiaoshou is also crazy. Fu Xing calls him Brother Shou. That means he is well-educated and has an attitude. Does this guy really take himself seriously?"
"Even if Fu Xing was kicked in the head by a donkey, there is no way he would agree."
"That's right, Xu Xiaoshou, get out of the city lord's mansion!"
Someone took advantage of the chaos and shouted out everyone's thoughts in the crowd. He thought that Xu Xiaoshou would not be able to notice it in the chaos.
Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaoshou immediately locked eyes with him.
Under "perception", how could someone escape Xu Xiaoshou's sight?
With just a quick glance, the man collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"Tsk, tsk."
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and sighed, not blaming him harshly. He turned to look at Fu Xing. When the guy was about to refuse, he stretched out two fingers and tapped in the void again.
"Think about it carefully."
Fu Xing: "..."
Xu Xiaoshou!
I think you are taking revenge on me!
Looking at this guy's sword finger, Fu Xing suddenly wanted to die.
"Well said, the heroes of Tiansang County need to stand up, and sword cultivators must not be so weak!"
Fu Xing suddenly became energetic and said with enthusiasm: Everyone, challenge Xu Xiaoshou, as long as you can win, you can get ten places!"
Everyone present was immediately shocked.
"this……"
"Damn it, Fu Xing really got his brain kicked by a donkey? How can you agree to this?"
"Ten spots!"
"Who can do this better than Xu Xiaoshou?"
Even Vigil looked at Fu Xing with some surprise, and his focus was different from others.
What he cares about is that under the eyes of everyone, especially the elderly people present, it is obvious that as a young man, it is impossible for Fu Xing to agree to such conditions!
But the result was exactly the opposite. Fu Bank actually challenged the rules?
"Good boy..."
"This guy is also a promising person!" Vigilance immediately looked a little higher.
…
"Can't!"
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
Originally, there were not many places in the White Grotto, and Kendo could only give out twenty places.
If Xu Xiaoshou were to kill half of them, what else would he do to the next guy?
"Xu Xiaoshou, why can you get ten places? I don't accept it."
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at him immediately.
"Everyone is not convinced!"
The man immediately added.
"Clothes?"
Xu Xiaoshou never used force to suppress others, he always convinced them with reason.
"You seem to have heard wrongly. What Fu Xing said is that whoever can beat Xu Xiaoshou will get ten places."
"I am just like you, I also want to beat him, but I still need to win ten games in a row."
"This is a fair competition, why don't you accept it?"
He paused and continued:
"Besides, if you don't accept it, it's better not to accept it!"
"If you don't accept it, won't you achieve the purpose of me, Xu Xiaoshou, in trying to encourage the rise of sword cultivators in Tiansang County?"
"Kendo requires this spirit of disobedience, don't you think so?"
In the last sentence, Xu Xiaoshou was not asking anyone else, but took out a black sword from his arms.
This is a ninth-level spiritual sword with a simple black scabbard.
As if he hadn't smelled the air outside Yuan Mansion for a long time, he moaned with excitement as soon as "Zangku" came out.
A loud sword cry directly overwhelmed all the chatter present.
The sword cultivators here are all amazed.
"This is……"
"Ninth-grade spiritual sword?"
"But how can a ninth-grade spiritual sword have such a clear spirituality? This is simply worse than..."
Many swordsmen turned their gazes sideways at the same time, falling on the Three Musketeers at the wine table not far away.
This kind of spirituality is completely beyond the scope of ordinary spiritual swords, and it is almost comparable to famous swords!
Swordless Master Gu Qingsan was also shocked.
He was stunned for a moment, with enthusiasm in his eyes.
"What a sword!"
"Xu Xiaoshou, your sword... is a good sword!"
"First senior brother, second senior brother, this sword has the qualities to become a famous sword!"
Looking back this time, Gu Qingsan's words no longer contained the usual questioning, but were full of affirmation.
Gu Qing'er was also shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's sword.
Such a humble person can actually have such spirituality.
One can imagine how much thought the guy in front of him put into raising his sword!
"I have the same opinion as my junior brother. This sword must be extraordinary. If you can master the art of Yunjian..."
"Um?"
"wrong!"
"How come there are still people in the outside world who know how to raise swords?"
Anyone who is a swordsman knows the legend of famous swords.
Naturally, we also know that many famous swords also followed the legendary figures of the past, grew up step by step, and were finally cultivated.
But the method of raising a sword, apart from the common understanding of keeping it company day and night, there are basically no shortcuts in the outside world.
And if it was a regular companionship, Xu Xiaoshou would definitely not be able to develop such a spiritual sword at his age.
Gu Qing touched the trembling ancient sword in his arms.
He could feel the joy coming from there as the leader of a famous sword to see such a spiritual sword, and he also felt the passion of trying to conquer the battle.
Gently shaking his head, Gu Qingyi rejected the two junior brothers' ideas.
"The sword is a good sword, but there are too many swords in the mainland that have the qualifications to become famous swords."
"There are only twenty-one famous swords."
Gu Qingyi did not continue, but everyone heard his point of view.
Watching the night was a little surprising.
These three guys are also the ones he focuses on.
But as soon as the leader's senior brother said this, he seemed to have widened the gap between him and his two junior brothers.
"This kid has a very high vision..."
Watching the night fell on the gray sword, and could clearly feel the awe-inspiring evil energy sealed inside that was completely invisible to outsiders.
"Yue Lian is lonely and cold..."
He narrowed his eyes and fell behind the Nine Musketeers again.
There are nine swords stuck in the sword wheel behind his back. The one in the middle is as red as blood, and it is full of foreboding.
"Stunning enchantress..."
Vigil tapped the table and thought for a moment.
"So, is it the 'Sword Burial Tomb' that's here?"
"This is too far!"
"However, if it's 'Four Swords', it's really worth it..."
…
Thousands of people were shocked when a sword came out, the frost moved and the hall became cold.
It’s true that Xu Xiaoshou hasn’t paid much attention to “hidden suffering” for some time.
But because I have been practicing the "Guan Sword Code" recently when I have some free time, this sword seems to be really about to transform.
Perhaps because of being too close, he only realized that this guy was completely different after everyone marveled at "Tibetan Ku".
"It's almost the eighth grade..."
"This "Guan Sword Code" is too scary. What is the background of that sloppy uncle?"
"If you keep it up like this, it's really possible to become a famous sword!"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't think too much, and this was not the time to think about this.
He holds the sword to earn passive points.
"Are you not convinced?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the person who spoke previously.
"I accept it."
The man was scared. He was afraid that Xu Xiaoshou would pull him up again and drag him to the high platform.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened: "No, you don't accept it!"
The previous speaker was now deeply regretful.
He hated why he couldn't hide it and wanted to be the one in the spotlight.
"Yes, I'm not convinced." His weak voice made people feel pity for him.
Xu Xiaoshou nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone has also seen that this is my sword. The level is not high, just eighth grade."
Everyone twitched their lips.
"Cursed, passive value, +1111."
"but!"
Xu Xiaoshou changed the subject: "My swordsmanship is too strong!"
"It's so strong that I can no longer control it. Everyone, do you know what this concept is?"
Everyone looked at Xu Xiaoshou flying into the air with his sword, and wished they could just pounce on it, tear it off, and crush it to death.
But no one dared to move and could only listen to this person continue to beep.
"My sword can kill people."
Xu Xiaoshou flicked his sleeves and robe, and his expression suddenly turned grim.
The venue suddenly felt a sense of murderous intent, Xiao Feng wandered away, and autumn entered for a while.
This chilling atmosphere did not last long, and Xu Xiaoshou broke it casually.
"In order to prevent you from being killed, I can only try my best to restrain my sword. This is a very hard thing."
"You feel dissatisfied?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the collapsed man again and said in a suppressed voice: "It's okay if you don't accept it."
"I'm not convinced either."
"I'm going to fight, and I have to prevent you from being killed by me. How hard do I have to hold it in?"
"Tell me, if I win these ten rounds, is it worth getting the ten spots in the White Cave?"
Xu Xiaoshou slapped his thigh with a "snap" sound.
“It’s worth it!”
Mu Zixi lowered his head in silence.
Fu Xing's lower lip trembled and his neck stretched a little.
Even during the vigil, Xu Xiaoshou's speech shocked him beyond measure.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Who knows that this guy has gone through such a long circle and is still obsessed with these ten places?
Who else here dares to resist?
Although Xu Xiaoshou had obviously given up on the matter of quota, everyone looked at his sad expression in the air and couldn't bear it anymore.
"This guy is too arrogant!"
"I can't hold back the ancient power in my body anymore. Don't stop me tonight. Let's go together and make this guy collapse and die!"
"Ten rounds? So what if ten rounds don't work? Then twenty rounds!"
"Isn't there just twenty spots in the White Cave? I don't believe that Xu Xiaoshou can get them all!"