Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Yue Buqun's face instantly became ugly.

Another game?

Yue Buqun didn't want to compare.

Now this kind of draw is just right.

"Brother Zuo, it's getting late, why don't we eat first?" Yue Buqun asked tentatively.

Zuo Lengchan glanced at him.

"Since Junior Brother Yue knows that it's getting late, let's send out people quickly." Zuo Lengchan said, "Since it's a competition, there has to be a winner. There's no such thing as a tie. We elders have also compared before. Let the next scene be left to the disciples."

Yue Buqun was a little embarrassed, if he could win, he didn't want to lose.

But Di Xiu, Zuo Lengchan's disciple, is not that powerful.

Now Linghu Chong has defected.

He was worried about whether Lin Pingzhi could hold back.

Just when Yue Buqun was hesitating, Zuo Lengchan's side had already started.

"Di Xiu! You go meet your Huashan Junior Brother." Zuo Lengchan shouted.

"Obey!" Di Xiu quickly responded.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Di Xiu, and saw that he was about 26 or [-] years old. His appearance was worse than his own, but he could still be considered handsome.

If it is elsewhere, like Di Xiu, he must be surrounded by women.

It's a pity that the beauties in Huashan are basically related to me.

Yue Buqun's face was a bit ugly.

"Ping'er." Yue Buqun shouted with difficulty.

"Master, Ping'er is here." Lin Pingzhi said hastily.

"Go ahead, don't be brave if you can't do it," Yue Buqun said.

Lin Pingzhi didn't take Yue Buqun's concern to heart either.

He knew that Lao Yue was actually worried about embarrassing himself.

After all, hypocrites still love face.

"Master, don't worry, the fifth senior brother's meal is not ready yet. After Ping'er finishes the competition, the meal should be almost ready." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

He really didn't pay much attention to a mere Dixiu.

Yue Buqun didn't say anything, he felt that Lin Pingzhi was bragging.

None of the Huashan disciples present thought that Lin Pingzhi could win.

Except for Lin Yi and the others.

"Three brothers, do you think the little uncle can win?" Jiang Wu looked at Lin Yi and asked them.

"We must win!" Zhou Houxu said hastily.

Even if he felt in his heart that Lin Pingzhi might not win.

But they still had to say that Lin Pingzhi must win.

"Yes, yes, the little uncle will win!" Lin Yi nodded repeatedly.

Mo Chezhao also had the same attitude.

Jiang Wu was full of doubts.

After all, he had stayed in Songshan for a while, although it was not long, he had heard the rumors about Di Xiu.

Di Xiu's strength is no less than that of the last ten members of the Songshan Thirteen Taibao.

It's just weaker than Ding Mian and the others.

Lin Pingzhi walked towards Di Xiu.

What he held in his hand was the Weeping Blood Sword that had become the Huashan Long Sword.

"Senior Brother Di, please be merciful." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

Di Xiu looked at Lin Pingzhi with contempt, he didn't regard Lin Pingzhi as an opponent at all.

Moreover, the deaths of his two senior uncles and junior brother Shi Dengda were all related to Lin Pingzhi's death.

Although he knew that Lin Pingzhi could not be their opponent.

But he still couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

He will teach Lin Pingzhi a lesson today.

"A sword has no eyes, be careful yourself." Di Xiu said as he drew out his sword.

"Since senior brother said so, then junior brother can rest assured." Lin Pingzhi smiled and drew his sword.

Di Xiu was a little curious about Lin Pingzhi's words, what does it mean to be relieved?

Do you still think you can hurt me?wishful thinking!

Disdain welled up in Di Xiu's heart.

He stabbed directly at Lin Pingzhi with a sword.

Lin Pingzhi raised his hand and struck Di Xiu's throat with his sword.

Di Xiu was startled and hurriedly avoided.

"What kind of sword technique is this!" Di Xiu asked in astonishment.

"Huashan swordsmanship." Lin Pingzhi smiled, "Senior Brother Di, are you confused? I am a disciple of Huashan, so why not use Huashan swordsmanship?"

Yue Buqun saw that Lin Pingzhi was indeed using the Huashan sword technique.

It's just that his swordsmanship was so tricky that Di Xiu didn't realize it.

Facing Di Xiu's sword, anyone in Huashan would subconsciously block it with "Shi Jian Huiyou".

But Lin Pingzhi did the opposite.

He raised his hand to "welcome the guests with the pine", and Di Xiu could only back away when he was directly forced.

"You!" Di Xiu felt angry when Lin Pingzhi ridiculed him.

However, he quickly realized that Lin Pingzhi was indeed using the Huashan sword technique.

It's just that his Huashan swordsmanship is much more tricky than those people he has seen who practice Huashan swordsmanship.

At the very least, Linghu Chong's Huashan swordsmanship is definitely not as good as Lin Pingzhi's.

"Senior brother, be careful." Lin Pingzhi easily thrust out his sword again.

Di Xiu was startled, his only way out was down below.

He had no choice but to roll around on the ground, and then escaped Lin Pingzhi's sword.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Lengchan was almost ashamed.

In Zuo Lengchan's eyes, Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was mediocre, but his disciple Di Xiu was so embarrassed, which made him feel that it was a mistake for him to propose an extra match.

"puff!"

Zuo Lengchan's anger affected the injury, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ding Mian immediately supported Zuo Lengchan.

"Senior brother, don't get angry, Xiu'er must be testing his reality." Ding Mian comforted, "You know Xiu'er's strength, senior brother, he can do hundreds of tricks in the hands of the senior brother, and he can't deal with a yellow-mouthed kid. Isn't it easy?"

Zuo Lengchan felt better after listening to Ding Mian's words.

But the surrounding Songshan disciples let out another exclamation.

Zuo Lengchan looked towards the field.

It turned out that Di Xiu was hit by Lin Ping's kick at this time, and he flew upside down and fell to the ground.

Zuo Lengchan was about to scold Di Xiu angrily, Ding Mian hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, don't get angry, you are still hurt!"

Lin Pingzhi was just waiting for Gao Genming and the others to cook.

Otherwise, the process of waiting for food is too difficult.

Performing in the arena by herself, Xiao Wu shouldn't feel hungry, right?

Lin Pingzhi took the time to glance back.

I saw that Xiao Wu and Wanyan Ping's eyes were full of admiration, which made Lin Pingzhi almost think that he had become a star.

However, he glanced at Yue Buqun along the way, and found that Yue Buqun was a little surprised.

Lin Pingzhi thought, Lao Yue, Lao Yue, don't rush to be surprised, I will surprise you more in the future.

Now let me see Dixiu play tricks.

"Senior Brother Di, don't let me go." Lin Pingzhi said with fear, "You said that swords have no eyes, are you afraid of hurting me?"

Di Xiu quickly got up, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi angrily.

He was murderous.

Previously, he just wanted to teach Lin Pingzhi a lesson.

But now, he wanted to kill Lin Pingzhi.

When Jiang Wu heard Lin Pingzhi's words, he looked at Lin Yi and the others with a puzzled expression.

"Has little uncle always been this cheap?" Jiang Wu asked.

A black line appeared on Lin Yi's forehead.

They think that Jiang Wu is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Whenever he was beaten by the junior uncle, he knew that he could not say any bad things about the junior uncle.

"Junior brother Jiang, little uncle is a wise man, don't talk nonsense." Lin Yi kindly reminded him.

Jiang Wu's eyes widened, wondering if your ears are bad or your eyes are bad?

Isn't this just opening your eyes and talking nonsense?