Yunmo Mountain has never been so lively.

The heat has remained unchanged for many years, the strong wind has remained unchanged for many years, and the roaring banner stands with more than a dozen proud disciples of aristocratic families, all of whom came here after hearing the Spear Saint's words.

At this moment, the proud disciples of the aristocratic family were like double eggplants, their faces were as gloomy as water. Opposite them was a little Taoist priest who was raising his head and crossing his legs in a rather arrogant manner.

"Doesn't anyone here dare to take action anymore?" The little Taoist priest waved the sword in his hand.

No one said anything, just because they had lost four games in a row not long ago, including Cui Hao and Changsun Daosheng.

In the recent battle, Cui Hao fired three swords, but they failed to injure the little Taoist priest at all. Even the sword intention he had learned during the monster riot was instantly broken.

His sword intention was like a child learning to walk in front of the little Taoist priest. It was scattered with seven or eight backhand palm prints. At most, it only crushed a corner of the little Taoist priest's robe. At the end, the little Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "You are still okay."

It's nice to have a few fights with me or something like that.

This was more like a humiliation for Cui Hao and others, because none of them could defeat Cui Hao so easily. At most, they would only have a draw with Cui Hao.

Changsun Daosheng's sword skills are generally like this. The magic power of the sword can be grasped by the little Taoist and defeated with seven or eight punches.

"I thought I could have an evenly matched battle when I came here. Although I never paid much attention to any spear master, I was still somewhat interested in the words "number one among my peers." Unfortunately, Li Chen wasn't here, so I thought about fighting with you.

The battle was not bad. Unexpectedly, the Cui family's natural sword bones were weak, the Changsun family's swords were weak and weak, the Lu family's children were just embroidered pillows, and the rest of the aristocratic families were not worth mentioning. In the past,

I have always heard your various families brag about how stunningly beautiful their children are, but now I realize that meeting them is not as good as being famous, and it is all bluff. Think about it, the Ninth Prince Li Chen is nothing more than mediocrity."

He is not old, and his half-grown child's voice is like the croak of a drake. However, what he said was the fact that happened not long ago, which made this group of proud teenagers speechless. "It is said that luck comes once every thousand years in the world."

Overlapping, the fate of the next thousand years will eventually be mine alone."

The expressions of the children of all the aristocratic families are getting more and more ugly.

Cheng Zhi'an stood up and said, "Even if you defeat them, what are you worth in front of Li Chen?"

The little Taoist priest tilted his head slightly to look at him and raised his eyebrows, "Who are you?"

Cheng Zhi'an raised her head and said, "The eldest lady of the Cheng family."

The little Taoist priest let out a sudden sigh and said: "I remember, before your ancestor died, he said that the Ninth Prince was a big profit from the East, and I think he didn't have a very good taste."

Cheng Zhi'an snorted and said: "Then who are you? Taking advantage of Li Chen's absence, you are showing off your power here and saying how tyrannical you are. In my opinion, it's just a bluff!"

The little Taoist priest spoke sharply, "Then why didn't you say that he heard that I was coming, so he was so frightened that he hid?"

Qiu Feng couldn't stand listening to it for a long time, so he took over Cheng Zhi'an's team, "My Highness's reputation is now famous all over the world. People who want to challenge him are lined up from Yuanmo Mountain to Kyoto City. Who do you think you are? You are worthy of us."

Does His Highness know your name?"

Cheng Zhi'an originally didn't expect how to refute the little Taoist priest later, but now the autumn wind blocked it for her. Cheng Zhi'an's eyes lit up and he echoed: "That's right, Li Chen is surrounded by people like Guan Juyi, the Spear Saint. No matter how strong you are, you can still

Is it comparable to the Spear Saint?"

Before the little Taoist could retort, Qiu Feng followed up with Cheng Zhi'an's words and sneered, "That's it, you are a half-year-old child, and I don't know who you learned from to talk nonsense. You said that you are the junior disciple of the current Imperial Master. Could it be that the Imperial Master likes to make false claims?"

The little Taoist priest was confused by the words of the two women. He never expected that when he went up the mountain today, his biggest enemy was not Cui Hao, but two pretty girls.

Cui Hao and others couldn't bear to look any further. At this moment, they looked at the little Taoist priest surrounded in the center and felt a little sympathetic.

"No matter what, Li Chen, I'm waiting for you in the capital. I just hope you don't run away without a fight and don't dare to come back!" The little Taoist finally couldn't help it anymore. He said a harsh word and decided to fight Li Chen in Kyoto.

, turned around and went down the mountain.

Not long after, the little Taoist priest who came down the mountain looked back at Yuanmo Mountain and said with a sad face: "Senior brother asked me to be more arrogant. I don't know if what I just looked like is considered arrogant. It's a pity that those two girls have such powerful mouths."

Not at all, I’m really no match.”

He thought to himself: Maybe the Ninth Prince is really a powerful person. Otherwise, how could he survive the two maids with such powerful mouths?

Six days later.

At Taishi Academy in Kyoto, the Imperial Master looked at the little Taoist priest with resentment, "Junior Brother, although I asked you to be more arrogant, I didn't ask you to scold every family. I just asked you to be better than the Ninth Prince. Now you

Not only did he not fight against the Ninth Prince, but he also beat up the children of the aristocratic families one by one. Do you know how many people from the aristocratic families the senior brother met today and how much useless nonsense he said?"

Xiaodao hung on the swing with a sad face, looking at the water tank not far away. The reflection in the water tank also looked like Cheng Zhi'an, and his mind was filled with the scene of being scolded by two girls a few days ago.


Chapter completed!