The Most Generous Master Ever

At this time, on the Tibetan Sword Peak.

Qi Wugui, who returned to Cangjian Peak, finally woke up, but his face was not very good.

Sitting up from the bed, Qi Wugui's face was ashen, and when he remembered what happened just now, his anger went straight to his heart.

"Damn!"

"Ye Qiu, I am at odds with you."

He slapped the table next to him angrily, and with a snap, another innocent table was smashed to pieces.

Qi Wugui didn't care at all, he adjusted his breath on the bed for a while, and finally calmed down.

Outside the door, all the disciples were nervous when they heard the movement inside.

They had already prepared for a while how to bear Qi Wuhui's anger.

"Come in for me."

With an angry shout, the disciples outside crawled in, looking very nervous.

"Hmph, a bunch of rubbish, today I hid Jianfeng's face and let you all throw it away."

"On this little bit of ability, I still look like I'm number one in the world every day. I'm arrogant and arrogant, and I don't care about anyone."

"Now, our Tibetan Sword Peak has become the laughing stock of the entire sect, are you happy?"

Everyone dared not answer the question. Seeing that they were all incompetent, Qi Wugui was angry.

They are also disciples, so why are other people’s disciples better than their own in terms of cultivation and moral character?

Could it be that he has no regrets, is he really worse than Ye Qiu?

Back then, when Qi Wugui was still a disciple, only Meng Tianzheng could hold him down.

Now, it was his turn to take charge of Cangjian Peak, but his disciples couldn't even compare to Zixia Peak, the last one in the sect.

"Master, I'm sorry! It's our fault, you are embarrassed, you punish us."

Li Feichen said in a dejected voice, he was very afraid, and he had said before that he wanted to find the place back.

In the end, not only did he not get it back, but he lost so badly, how could he still have that proud face back then.

"Punishment? Punishing you, can I save the face of Zangjianfeng?"

Qi Wugui's old face sank, and the more he saw this group of disciples, the more angry he became.

In the crowd, Li Caisi was silent, looking at the furious master, more and more lost.

Could it be that, in his eyes, the safety of his disciples was nothing compared to his so-called face?

In this comparison, the gap is too large.

He was very regretful, why did he worship Zangjian Peak, in such a mountain range where there is no mercy and only interests, he could not feel any concern.

Qi Wugui had a dark face, and was about to say something when Qi Hao hurried in from outside.

He had just defeated his opponent with an absolutely crushing posture, and before he had time to pretend, he heard about Qi Wugui's dizziness, and hurried back.

Now, seeing where Qi Wuhui was sitting upright, Qi Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Father, are you alright?"

Qi Wugui's old face was full of wrinkles, and he said bitterly, "Hao'er, as a father today, I have lost all this old face."

"Didn't you see Ye Qiu's child's proud expression at that time, he has never been humiliated like this in his life as a father."

"In the future, I'm afraid that I will hide Jianfeng in the sect, and I won't be able to raise my head again."

Qi Hao quickly comforted him: "Dad, don't worry! We haven't lost yet, we only lost two games today."

"Just wait and see, the humiliation we suffered on Tibetan Sword Peak today, in the future, I will repay them a hundredfold."

Hearing his son's comfort, Qi Wugui finally felt a little relieved.

Sure enough, the critical moment depends on one's own life.

These disciples have no hope.

"With your words, I can be at ease as a father! Now, I Zangjianfeng has suffered a series of defeats, and I have been disgraced. Whether I can restore my dignity is up to you."

"Don't worry, father, I know what to do."

Qi Hao said with a gloomy face, Qi Wuhui was humiliated, which was equivalent to him being humiliated.

How could he swallow this breath today.

Zixia Peak, Ye Qiu…

Hmph, just wait for me, our grievances are endless.

Qi Wugui glanced at his son with satisfaction, then looked at the disciple in front of him, and said angrily, "Give me a face to think about it, think about it, and think about what you are inferior to others. After you figure it out, give it to me."

The crowd did not dare to refute, they could only bear it silently.

After everyone left, Qi Wugui said with a solemn expression, "Hao'er, although you have now reached the realm of the eighth rank of the heavens, you can't take it lightly."

"Today I can feel that Ye Qiu's eldest apprentice doesn't seem to have a low cultivation base. Even in the face of Feichen of the third rank of Tianxiang, he didn't do his best."

"I vaguely feel that her cultivation has reached the sixth rank of Heavenly Form, or higher."

Qi Wugui completely saw Lin Qingzhu's performance today. Although Lin Qingzhu did not reveal his cultivation, the vaguely flowing breath gave him a sense of crisis.

Qi Hao was stunned when he heard the words. He suddenly remembered that when he was provoked by Xiao Yi, he also vaguely felt the threat from Lin Qingzhu.

He asked curiously: "Father, could it be that she is a disciple who has just entered the school for three months, and her cultivation level is higher than mine?"

"It's hard to say. Although Zixia Peak is sparsely populated, it has many treasures. Before Master Xuantian passed away, he also accumulated a lot of treasures, which might be passed on to Ye Qiu."

"This kid doesn't seem to be hiding anything from his disciple, so he gave his second disciple a treasured bone from the Five Realms. This eldest disciple might also have a treasured bone..."

The more he talked about Qi Wugui, the more worried he became. If Qi Hao also overturned, his old face might really be lost.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little regretful, why did he make a bet with Ye Qiu in the first place.

This guy is completely a bottomless pit, UU reading www.uukanshu. com can't figure out the truth at all.

Ridiculously, he always thought that Ye Qiu was just a lucky piece of trash who happened to inherit the inheritance of Zixia Peak.

Looking at it now, the clown is actually himself.

Qi Hao suddenly felt the pressure doubled, but when he thought of the secret technique Qi Wuhui had taught him before, his self-confidence suddenly rose again.

With a sneer, he said, "Father, you should relax your mind, even if she reaches the ninth grade of the heavenly appearance?

As long as there is no distance, the baby can take it for her. "

After having the experience of the previous two times, before he won, Qi Wuhui didn't dare to pretend in advance, and he didn't dare to wave again.

After all, being slapped in the face really hurts.

Confidence is a good thing, but I'm afraid of being swollen in the face, being fat, overconfident and complacent.

It made Lao Tzu embarrassed too.

No, this time I have to hold on, I must not pretend to be beep before the victory or defeat is on the board.

Otherwise, that kid will definitely not let me go and humiliate me crazily.

Qi Wugui thought to himself that although he had high confidence in his son, he still had a little leeway.

Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

What if you lose again?

"Well, it's good to have confidence!"

Qi Wugui stood up from the bed calmly, adjusted his state, and prepared to go back to watch the competition.

As the chief referee of this tournament, he can't be delayed because of these little things.

"Okay! You just finished the first game, go back and have a good rest, and play the second game tomorrow.

Don't worry, before the finals, being a father will definitely keep you in perfect condition without any damage. "

Qi Wugui said with a sinister smile, this may be the only benefit of being the referee.