Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"Jiang Suo?"

Zhao Banshan read Jiang Suo's name thoughtfully, and smiled at Xu Ziqing on the side: "Nephew Xu, do you think this is fate?"

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly and nodded. Zhao Banshan immediately waved his hand at Jiang Suo and said, "Well, you two should stop fighting today. You will go to the ring to fight the day after tomorrow. Xu Fan, your nose is really good. Ling, he has already found his first opponent before the eight meridians can martial arts."

"Huh?" Xu Fan couldn't help being taken aback. His first opponent was actually this guy. This is a disaster. I am afraid that this time the Eight Meridians will not even be able to survive the first round.

"Oh?" Jiang Suo climbed a joking smile on his face, and said provocatively at Xu Fan: "Hehe, Junior Brother Xu, it seems that it is really fate. Then, in front of all the disciples of Anxuan Academy, you can get it. Let me see your skills."

"Zhao Jiaoyu, Jiang Suo and others retired first."

"Junior Brother Xu?"

Xu Fan stared at Jiang Suo's leaving back. He didn't come back to his senses until Xu Ziqing asked. Xu Fan reluctantly squeezed a smile on his face without answering.

Zhao Banshan shook his head and sighed, "Hehe, this Jiang Suo...it's not easy to deal with."

Although Zhao Banshan didn't elaborate, everyone could see that Jiang Suo's strength was more than a little bit higher than Xu Fan. This time, Xu Fan's luck could only be blamed.

"Xu Fan, you don't need to be sad, it's enough to do everything, and no one will blame you if you lose. This time... it seems I'm out of luck. Qian Yuanfeng is afraid that it is hopeless to win the championship this time."

Zhao Banshan hesitated for a while, but still comforted Xu Fan. The reason why Xu Fan met Jiang Suo in the first game was because of the problem of drawing lots by himself.

Xu Fan smiled bitterly: "Hehe, Master, you don't blame me."

Cheng Susu pursed her lips and persuaded him: "Brother Xu, you don't need to worry. Your talent is no lower than that of Senior Brother Jiang. As long as you practice hard for a few years, you can naturally surpass him next time."

Ma Yiming tilted his head in puzzlement, and asked curiously, "Brother Xu is still unmatched, why are you all..."

Xu Fan looked at Ma Yiming and smiled. If he is as innocent as him, he won’t have these troubles. He smiled bitterly, “Hey, yes, maybe I’m lucky. He doesn’t pay attention. I can beat him with one move. ."

After he finished speaking, he grinned reluctantly at Xu Ziqing, saying that he could not even deceive himself.

Xu Ziqing patted Xu Fan on the shoulder, and said, "Junior Brother Xu, victory or defeat is just a moment of pride. Whether you win or lose, it will all be empty in a blink of an eye. I hope you don't take it too seriously."

Ma Yiming sighed and said to himself: "Hey, it's a pity that this nest of ants..."

Zhao Banshan looked at Ma Yiming curiously, and asked, "Little nephew, what is your name? Whose disciple is it?"

Ma Yiming replied nonchalantly: "My name is Ma Yiming, a disciple of Lin Jiaoyu, Longshoufeng."

"Ma Yiming?"

Zhao Banshan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Ma Yiming and nodded approvingly, and said, "It turns out that it is the disciple of Junior Brother Lin, Ma Yiming, and Xiao Ping. This time Junior Brother Lin has accepted two good disciples. Hehe, it's the same as Junior Brother Lin. Both disciples are mavericks, interesting and interesting."

Ma Yiming frowned and mumbled: "Zhao Jiaoyu, do you mean Brother Jia? Brother Xiao is not as fun as Brother Xu. He usually doesn't like to talk very much. He stares at me every time I want to talk to him, uh, but I can't help him, I can't beat him..."

Zhao Banshan was stunned, and he didn't know how to pick him up. He turned back and said to Xu Fan, "Xu Fan, but Jiang Suo will have a competition tomorrow, with a disciple of Longshoufeng. You know yourself and your enemy, you go and see tomorrow. "

After he finished speaking, he was about to take Xu Ziqing and two to leave. Cheng Susu smiled at Xu Fan and said, "Senior Brother Xu, the day after tomorrow, I will go to see you for a test. There will be a period later."

Xu Fan squeezed a smile at the two of them. After watching Zhao Banshan and the three of them leave, he said to Ma Yiming, who was thinking about his own affairs, "Brother Ant, I will go first. If you have a test tomorrow, you should be prepared , Don’t lose too."

"Thank you, Brother Xu, for worrying. Well, I shouldn't lose."

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After returning to the room, Xu Fan entered the Pill Fire Wonderland with a complicated mood, stood on the floating island, and was stunned when he watched the pill material that was about to grow.

Tomorrow, these pill materials can be used as medicine, Xianyu San, upgrade to a level of cultivation, you should have the qualifications to fight Jiang Suo.

It's just that... the Cang Ling that Jiang Suo had practiced was still a big trouble.

That huge tornado not only has a strong attack power, but also can be used for defense. According to common sense, the biggest weakness of such a huge tornado should be speed. But Jiang Suo seems to have some magic weapon in his hands. Increase the speed of the tornado to a terrifying level.

Although I can't keep improving, it is enough to make myself a headache.

"Fine, let's go to see his test tomorrow, and see if there is a solution..."

Xu Fan shook his head helplessly and exited the Pill Fire Wonderland.

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Today is the first day of the Eight Meridian Meeting. On the main peak of Yunxi, there are crowds of people. The onlookers crowded the space near the four arenas, and the voices in the crowd overwhelmed Yunxi. The sound of Tianshui.

At this time, the competition has begun. On the arena, the contestants are fighting fiercely like fire. From time to time, dazzling sword lights fly from the arena, and then they will be resisted by the bans placed around the arena.

From time to time, the players on the stage used an amazing move, which caused the applause in the crowd to rise like waves.

Xu Fan didn't have a test today, so he came to the arena of Jiang Suo's test to see if he could find Jiang Suo's weakness.

only……

The weakness is not seen at all. Jiang Suo's greatness has been learned. At first, the disciple of Dragon Head Peak could still fight Jiang Suo inextricably, but the tornado that Jiang Suo sacrificed was very tricky. By the time of a hundred moves, the balance of victory had already begun to fall towards Jiang Suo.

Jiang Suo seemed to have a playful mentality. He didn't end the battle directly. Instead, he played, and the disciple of Dragon Head Peak was embarrassed to resist.

Seeing Jiang Suo's expression getting more relaxed, the crowd couldn't help getting angry.

"This is too much, can't you just win?"

"People have this strength, what can you do? Humph, I want to see him play off..."

"It's definitely impossible to play off. He hasn't defeated his opponent without a hundred moves. He definitely won't be able to win this championship. Look at the opponent, it's all over..."

"The one standing on it...seems to be called Xiao Ping?"

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