Chapter 8: Contempt (1/2)
In comparison with the weak sects, Jun Changxiao set himself the purpose of low-key development and not causing trouble.
After he came to Qingyang City, he didn't get in trouble, but he took the initiative to come to the door.
In particular, when he heard two Ba Liumen disciples making good comments, Jun Chang couldn't bear it, so he launched a cannon attack.
”Ay Ya I gi!”
The disciples of Wu Xiaozong suddenly felt unwilling, and said, ”Dare to let me go away? Are you impatient?”
”brush!”
”brush!”
Several disciples of Hu Xiaozong who were resting rushed out of his door.
The man with the long sword door also came out.
不仅 These martial arts disciples not only have the strength of four or five paragraphs of Kaimai, they are also muscular.
掌 The head of our Junda is thin, and surrounded by their eyebrows, they look quite weak and vulnerable.
”what's the situation?”
”Tiger Xiaozong and Long Knife Door are about to fight?”
Various martial arts soldiers from the vicinity gathered around.
When I saw Jun Chang laughing, I realized that it wasn't martial arts fight, it was aimed at the same person.
”what?”
Someone wondered, ”Isn't he just the guy at the gate of the city who claims to be the second head of the Ironbone faction?”
Nian Changdaomen and Hu Xiaozong's disciples looked at each other and said, ”Is this guy the head of the Ironbone School?”
Seeing the expressions on their faces, Jun often laughed and roared loudly—I am the head of the team, do you have any questions?
something wrong.
Strength is too dishy, people are too immature.
At most this is a little disciple.
The deacon, Long Knife Door, arched his hand and teased, ”It turns out that Your Excellency is the second head of the Ironbone School, disrespectful.”
Disciples of Wuhu Xiaozong grinned, ”It's terrible to be offended by a leader who accidentally accidentally.”
The tense atmosphere was weakened by the ridicule and irony of the two.
In fact, even if they gave them ten courage, they did not dare to do anything in Qingyang City. After all, the city owner had expressly stipulated that it was forbidden to fight in private.
Xun Jun often smiled calmly and said, ”You surround me in front of my door, and you still don't want to recruit disciples?”
”Hahaha!”
Disciples of Wu Husong Zong laughed: ”A martial art without Wang's head, and he wants to recruit disciples, it's a big joke!”
”Can't say that.”
The deacon, Dean Longdaomen, smiled and said, ”Maybe there are teenagers who can't open their eyes, they will join the Iron Bone Demon Pie.”
Disciples of Wuhu Xiaozong looked at the crowd, and the mockery drawn from the corners of his mouth was even stronger. He said, ”This year, lame teenagers are easy to find, and young people who do n’t open their eyes are hard to find!”
The two of them sang one and made a laugh and laughed at the crowd.
The prestige of the Iron-Bone School plummeted after the king's door accident. Whoever joins such a school is absolutely blind.
”Hey.”
Xi Jun often sighed with a smile.
包围 Surrounded by many muscular men, he returned to his own face.
Lu Lu whispered: ”Head, should I cut a ground slit and let you get in?”
Jun, who was always fine, laughed, and when he heard this, his eyelids went straight up.
Uh ...
Because of being in Qingyang City, the two eight-class sects did not dare to teach the leader of the iron skeleton, so after ridiculing and sarcastic, let the other party sandwich the door face between themselves.
The crowd who watched the crowd also dispersed, but returned to their respective faces and talked about the iron bones, with contempt and contempt in speech.
Xun Jun often laughed as if he hadn't heard it, lying on a chair and snoring.
”Head.”
Lu Lu said: ”Your mind is very broad.”
Xun Jun often laughed: ”In life, you should be broad-minded, think more, care more, and you will be tired if you live.”
Lu Lu felt a sense, but ... she asked: ”Dao:” Beginning of the 100 cases recruitment, how many percent can you recruit disciples? ” ”
Xun Jun often smiled confidently and said, ”Ten percent sure.”
”Cut.”
Because the door was close, Changdaomen and Hu Xiaozong heard it, snorting one by one.
铁 The iron bone school leader is not high, young, and kind of nonsense.
”Deacon Sun.”
The disciples of Hu Xiaozong came out and yelled, ”Idle and idle, why don't we stop?”