Huh?

This sentence was not only beyond Jiu Rao's expectations, but Chu Chen and Zixi were also surprised.

"Do you agree?"

"Well, I agree." Jiuwei nodded, "Tianshu only learned martial arts. He has been focusing on practicing Xuanyinwei's martial arts for several years and will not be distracted. I have learned a lot and spent limited time on martial arts, so I will temporarily be inferior to him in martial arts."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else was silent.

Zixi raised his lips lightly and nodded, "I can see it thoroughly at such a young age. Although Tianshu also needs to learn other things besides martial arts, he has not learned much so far. So relatively speaking, Tianshu spends much more time on martial arts than Jiuwei."

Under the premise that the qualifications are similar, the final result will definitely be different if you spend two hours a day learning martial arts and four hours a day learning martial arts.

However, Jiuwei is the heir to the imperial cultivator.

In recent years, Emperor Xiu personally taught Jiuwei. Whether it was martial arts or other things, Emperor Xiu must have spent a lot of time and energy on Jiuwei.

Nan Mohao is busy with government affairs, so he definitely does not spend more time on his children every day - in this regard, Jiuwei is obviously more advantageous.

Besides, Jiuwei is the only heir to Jiuge. Whether it is the best martial arts secrets or magical medicine, the imperial cultivator is absolutely willing to use it for Jiuwei.

He can use medicine to help Jiuwei open up the eight extraordinary meridians, and practice martial arts will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

In this way, Zixi could completely think that Jiuwei's words just now were just a kind of humility.

"I can crush you anything except martial arts." In silence, Jiuwei spoke calmly, "If you don't believe it, we can compete."

In the faint tone, there was a kind of noble and arrogance that was not very obvious but clearly existed.

Zixi fell strangely silent, and for a moment, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Well, any humility is fake.

A gentleman's demeanor is also fake.

I didn't hear what Jiuwei said, and my conceited tone was exactly the same as that of Emperor Xiu.

"Crush us?" Jiurao held her chin with her small hand, and her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were a little dissatisfied. "How about you tell me, where can you crush us?"

"What do you want to compare?" Jiuwei said, "I can do anything."

Anything is OK?

Jiu Rao frowned, couldn't help but look at Tianshu, and then shook his head. The only thing Tianshu can compete with Jiuwei is martial arts.

As for herself.

Jiurao thought about it, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia...

"How much alcohol do you drink?" she asked.

Jiuwei frowned slightly: "I can't drink alcohol before I was sixteen years old, so I can't count it."

Comparing the real skills, who can compare your alcohol tolerance with you?

"If you have a chance, you can try it." Jiurao said, "But I may not be your opponent."

She had seen with her own eyes how the uncle of the Pavilion Master guided Jiuwei to play chess. Can the skills taught by the ruler be not powerful?

She may not be able to compare with Jiuwei if she is calm and calm.

Moreover, when playing chess, it is about meticulous and strategic, and it is not enough to be a little smart.

"Qinyi..." A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and Jiurao looked up at Jiuwei, "Use sound to control the energy?"

Use sound to control qi?

Chu Chen, Nan Mohao and Zixi looked at Jiurao together, wanting to know what she meant by saying this.

They all understand the meaning of using sound to control qi, but Jiurao is only nine years old now, so she knows how to control the rhythm with internal force?
Chapter completed!