The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 8. Contempt by the factions

On the weak side of the doomsday, King smiled at himself for the purpose of - low-key development without causing trouble.

When he came to Qingyang City, he didn't cause any trouble, so he took the initiative to come to the door.

Especially after hearing two eighth-class disciples speak poorly, which made King's smile unbearable, he launched a mouth-to-mouth attack.

“Oops, I'll go! ”

The Tiger Xiaozong disciple was unhappy. "How dare you let me leave Tiger Xiaozong? Aren't you tired of living? ”

“Brush!”

“Brush!”

The rest of the Tiger Xiaozong disciples rushed out of their faces.

The Long Knife Gate guy came out too.

These Gantry disciples not only have the strength to open four or five segments, but are also muscularly developed.

Our monarch was skinny, surrounded by their eyebrows, and quite weak and overwhelming.

“What's going on? ”

“Tiger Xiaozong and Long Knife Gate are about to fight? ”

Fighters from all over the neighborhood surrounded us.

When he saw King Chang smile, he realized that he was not a doorman, he was targeting the same person.

“Huh?”

Someone wondered, “Isn't he the guy at the gates of the city who calls himself the second Iron Bone ruler? ”

The disciples of the Long Knife Gate and the Tiger Xiao Sect shouted, "Is this the Iron Bone Gate? ”

Seeing the look on their faces, King couldn't help but laugh and yell - I'm a fucking master, is there a fucking problem!

There's a problem.

Strength is too vegetarian, people are too childish.

At best, this is an introductory disciple.

The Deacon of the Long Knife Gate arched his hand and shouted: “I see you are the second master of the Iron Bone sect. I'm sorry for your loss. ”

The Tiger Xiaozong disciple grinned: “Accidentally offending a master, it's terrible, it's terrible. ”

The atmosphere of sword and crossbow was weakened by the twilight and irony of the two.

In fact, even if they were given ten courage, they would not dare to do it in Qingyang City. After all, the owners of the city have explicit provisions prohibiting private fights.

King Chang smiled and said calmly: "Do you want me to send my disciples around? ”

“Pfft! ”

The Tiger Xiaozong disciple laughed: “It's a great joke that a doorman without Wang's command wants to recruit disciples! ”

“You can't say that. ”

The Deacon of the Long Knife Gate smiled: “Perhaps there are some blind teenagers who will join the Iron Bone Pie. ”

The Tiger Xiaozong disciple looked at the crowd, and the mockery in the corner of his mouth was even stronger. “These days, crippled teenagers are easy to find. It's hard to find a teenager who doesn't open his eyes! ”

The two sang and laughed at the crowd.

The prestige of the Iron Bones fell in the wake of the accident at the King's Palace. Whoever joins such a gang is absolutely blind.

“Hey.”

King Chang sighed with a smile.

Surrounded by many muscular men, he returned to his home face.

Lu Qiu lowered his voice: “Master, should I cut a seam so you can get in? ”

It was all right, King Chang laughed. When he heard this, his eyelids rolled up.

……

Because in Qingyang City, the two eighth-class doorman did not dare to teach the Iron Bone sect to control the door, so they laughed sarcastically and let each other clamp the door face between themselves.

The surrounding masses also dispersed, but returned to their faces and talked about the Iron Bones. The words were full of contempt and disdain.

Monarch laughed as if he hadn't heard it. He lay down on his chair and napped.

“Master Gate. ”

"'Your heart is wide open,' said Lu Qiu. ”

"" If you're alive, you should have a heart full of thought, care, and tired of living, "said King Chang. ”

Lu Zheng seems to have a point, but... she asked: "" How many percent are sure that we will be able to recruit disciples? “”

Gun Chang smiled confidently and smiled: “Ten percent sure. ”

“Cut.”

Because the door was so close, the Long Knife Gate and Tiger Xiaozong heard it, one by one snort.

The Iron Bone Gate is not tall, not too old, and it's pretty bullshit.

“Deacon Sun. ”

Tiger Xiaozong's disciple came out and shouted out: “I'm also idle, why don't we make a bet? ”

“Oh?”

The Deacon of the Long Knife Gate laughed: “What's the bet? ”

The Tiger Xiaozong disciple deliberately and unintentionally looked at the Iron Bone Gate face and said: “We'll bet how many people will come to the Garbage Gate Pie for advice when 100 recruitments begin. ”

Garbage door pie, definitely refers to iron bone pie.

“It's kind of funny. ”

The Deacon of the Long Knife Gate laughed: "Bet. ”

The Tiger Xiao disciple said in a loud voice: "I bet on the day the recruitment started, no one came to consult, bet one or two! ”

Deacon of the Long Knife Gate laughed: “At least it's one hundred pieces. No matter how much garbage, there should be blind teenagers to consult. I bet one person will consult on the day of recruitment. Bet one or two! ”

One or two bets aren't much.

Neither did they intend to gamble, mainly sarcastic.

I can't help it.

Who made King Chang smile and set the door face between the two eighth-class doorman pieces? Borrow it, but it must pay the price.

It may also be leisurely, listening to the gambling promises of the Long Knife Gate and the Tiger Xiao Sect, and warriors from all walks of life talked.

“As far as the Iron Bones are concerned, the day the recruitment began, no one will ask. ”

“Besides, the city is full of craziness, aspiring teenagers and girls, wouldn't join such a garbage gang. ”

“It's strange, how can a girl who looks good be a disciple standing in the face of a steel pie? ”

“No way, such a lousy doorman can recruit such a beautiful apprentice? ”

The warriors chatted and looked at Lu Xiao.

Had to say.

Wherever a beautiful woman walks, it's a beautiful scenery.

“Psst. ”

"'Come on,' said King Chang, smiling. 'Hit this seat on the shoulder. ”

Lu Xiaoliu brow slightly wrinkled.

Gun Chang smiled and pressed his voice: “So many people look at me, give me a face. ”

“ …… ”

Lu Qiang walked up and raised his hand gently. The regular ‘bang bang’ bang.

There is no difference between this powerful control and sandbagging. Although the monarchy is painful, though it is crumbling, it shows a very enjoyable appearance in front of everyone.

“I'll go!”

“What a steel disciple! ”

“Where's the logic? ”

Seeing Lu Xuan smiling and punching his shoulders at King Chang, the warriors not only looked surprised, but also deeply envied him.

……

Three days later.

Hundreds of recruitments have begun.

Junxiang laughed and sat on the chair with his shoulder pulled, quietly waiting for the teenage girl to pour into the arena.

Lu Qiang said: "Master, do you need to slap your shoulder? ”

“No, no, no, no! ”

King Chang laughed and hurried: “I want to live two more years! ”

As recruitment began, the various factions were busy preparing themselves, and no one went to ignore or laugh at the Iron Bones.

In the past few days, Gun Chang laughed and received a lot of news from various doorsteps, such as which villages and towns, and well-qualified teenagers came to participate in the recruitment.

While teenage girls are free to choose to join the Gateway, the Gateway also needs to verify each other's qualifications to determine whether they are qualified or not.

For example, the eighth-class parties at the senior level have certain qualification requirements for the admission of disciples, and the nine-class parties are quite casual, so you can get started with a little qualification.

“This hundred recruits, the popular competition between the various parties is Qingyang City Li Jia Department Li Qingyang. ”

“It is said that at the age of fifteen, this child was proven to be a spiritual root, and if such a genius could be brought under the door, it would surely be only good and not bad. ”

Gun Chang smiled and said to himself, suddenly realizing that his surroundings had calmed down, he instinctively looked up and saw that the disciples of the two eighth-class factions were staring at themselves in dismay.

“Pfft! ”

“Li Qingyang is a genius rarely encountered in Qingyang City for centuries. Many gatekeepers want it. This guy is thinking about recruiting. He must have a problem with his brain! ”

“It's so nice to be young, think about everything! ”

Everyone laughed.

Gun Chang smiled without saying a word, emotion unintentionally said a word, will be magnified by them, whether or not they crossed over by themselves, attribute points added to the value of hatred.

“Master Gate. ”

Lu Qiu lowered his voice: “Stop daydreaming. ”

Like a knife, he stabbed it in the heart of King Chang's smile. He paralyzed himself on the chair and shouted in darkness: “Can this palace still be? ”