I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"puff!"

This wave of conversation turned, and even one couldn't hold back when it was time to move, and spit out all the tea in his mouth.

Cheng Xingchu was stunned for a moment, before he could speak, Xu Xiaoshou continued:

"If you win, you will gain the respect of Miss Zhiwen and me. If you lose, how about you give me this sword?"

He waved his hand to the side, Yu Zhiwen looked puzzled.

Why are you guys trying to get me involved?

"Compared to the flesh?"

Cheng Xingchu seemed to be furious, but in fact he still had the rationality he should have. After all, there is no simple person who can reach his position.

Just the word "flesh body" reminded him of the legends that were spread wildly in the outer courtyard in recent days.

Xu Santou, Xu Liubi, Xu Zhenlong...

Could it be that Xu Xiaoshou is the legendary Senior Senior Brother Xu from the Outer Court, the innate physical body that is rare in the world?

Jiang Bianyan and Yu Zhiwen immediately thought of something, and they looked at each other thoughtfully.

Cheng Xingchu asked in surprise: "So you...are you really born with a physical body?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't answer, it was his acquiescence, so he just sneered.

What about the innate physical body?

In a hard body, if you meet your own sword, you will be pierced in an instant!

"It's okay to set the rules. After all, it's in your favor. This is the bet..."

Win or lose all on your own sword?

Cheng Xingchu looked mocking, shook his head and said sarcastically, "You really think I'm a fool!"

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

The air was silent for a second.

"puff!"

After the housewarming, he spouted hot tea again, and the sky was foggy.

He immediately put down the teacup,

I don't dare to drink it anymore. Xu Xiaoshou's tea is extremely poisonous!

Cheng Xingchu had three veins popping up on his forehead, twitching one after another.

Panting heavily, he stared fixedly at the serious-looking young man opposite him, as if he had lost his ability to speak.

"Let's do this." Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Xiaoshou continued: "If you don't like it, I'll change the rules. Let's compete with swords, and the bet is still the same."

"..."

Cheng Xingchu was completely confused, he felt like a monkey being played with alive.

"Okay, let's bet on this!"

A roar that seemed impulsive, but it was actually after careful consideration.

This kid is really not afraid of death, he even gave up the advantage of his innate physical body, and came to compete with himself. He really thought he could crush himself in all directions?

"sit."

Xu Xiaoshou signaled Cheng Xingchu not to be impulsive, and only after he sat down again did he speak frankly: "The way of the sword and the way of the sword are nothing more than 'sword' and 'Tao'."

"In this way, in order to avoid hurting the peace, you and I will stand still and talk about your sword with one mouth. In the end, where your spirit sword belongs depends entirely on its own will."

"how?"

Everyone was stunned. This kind of competition, even the three big bosses on both sides, was seeing each other for the first time, and each of them was a little shocked.

Cheng Xingchu was happy.

I am the master of the spirit sword, although I have already experienced Xu Xiaoshou's tongue-in-cheek kung fu, but if I want to use my sword...

"Haha, Xu Xiaoshou, do you really think you can say what you want?"

"This kind of competition, I, Cheng Xingchu, will accept it!"

"Just let the horse come over!"

He held down his spirit sword, turned his head and said with disdain: "I want to see how you can move me..."

hum!

Before he finished talking, the sword in his hand trembled violently, and Cheng Xingchu was stunned.

The white sword energy floating out of the strands, this is...

"Sword intent?"

His eyes widened in an instant. Xu Xiaoshou is not only an innate body, but also an innate sword spirit?

This kind of dual cultivation of sword and body, even if you look at the whole continent, there are very few existences, but Xu Xiaoshou in front of you is actually such a person?

Cheng Xingchu panicked, he never expected this kind of result.

It's like someone happened to memorize the world's first peak, but it is very difficult for him to understand and tell the second peak.

Maybe there is, then this person is definitely too busy to panic!

Cheng Xingchu was not idle, even if he happened to know that the Linggong had an innate physical body, he would not take the initiative to find out who this person was.

If he hadn't had a sudden inspiration, he wouldn't have even discovered that Xu Xiaoshou was the elder brother of the outer court.

So at this moment, he could only hold down his spirit sword desperately.

After all, he hadn't even comprehended the acquired sword intent... What he had entered was the spiritual skill flow, not the artistic conception flow!

"You lied to me?"

Cheng Xingchu's eyes were red. As the master, he had to work hard to stop Saber from leaving. This is a shame!

"How did I lie to you?"

Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled, and asked back: "Even if it's a life-and-death battle, you can't ask the enemy to show you the hole cards in advance, let alone we just sit and talk!"

Cheng Xingchu subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't think about it if there was a problem.

The bursting spirit energy was just to hold down the fifth-rank saber.

buzz buzz --

Xu Xiaoshou's face was calm, but the blade of the sword was shocked.

This is the strength of Yijingliu. To deal with these guys who practice spiritual skills, as long as they fail to make a move in advance, they will never be able to make a move.

Seeing Cheng Xingchu's increasingly ferocious face, Xu Xiaoshou reminded: "Don't make a move!"

Cheng Xingchu's face turned green.

If it goes on like this, it is bound to be impossible to control your own saber. Instead of this, it is better to use a powerful skill to shatter Xu Xiaoshou's conspiracy!

Shrinking his eyes, he immediately drew his sword!

A sword light seemed to fly out, at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Zhiwen, and the latter's green fingers that seemed to be about to bend froze for a moment.

Then, with a flick of the sleeve robe, the young man held the void with his hands.

"Sword!"

Keng——

With a chirp, the unborn spiritual skill was instantly shattered, turning into spiritual mist that filled the sky and flying like a hailstorm.

Like a decree from the gods, Cheng Xingchu could no longer control the spirit sword in his hand, he jumped out of his hand after a joyful sound, shaking out a perfect sword flower in the void, and it went straight into Xu Xiaoshou's right hand where the precious light flowed.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and it was steady.

The strong wind brought by the spirit sword directly stirred the long strands of hair on Xu Xiaoshou's forehead, and hit Yu Zhiwen's pretty face sitting side by side.

The corners of Xu Xiaoshou's lips curled into a frivolity on purpose, and he lowered his voice and said:

"You can't fight between men!"

Yu Zhiwen was stunned.

The demeanor of the "sword coming", the gesture of receiving the sword without looking back...

Coupled with the spiritual mist falling from the sky like a hailstorm behind the young man, it automatically blurred everyone around him.

Like a fairyland here, there are only her and Xu Xiaoshou.

"Pounding!"

The loud sound of her heartbeat suddenly accelerated made her delicate body tremble, and Dang even pushed back to sit down on the chair and retreated, and hurriedly distanced herself from Xu Xiaoshou.

"Squeak—"

The ear-piercing sound echoed in the hall again, but Yu Zhiwen couldn't care less.

Originally, it would be embarrassing to be found out for secretly assisting, but Xu Xiaoshou's eyes that suddenly looked back...

too close!

She seems to have given Xu Xiaoshou the face!

"Pounding, pounding..."

In the arena, the spiritual mist hangs down.

The man and woman opposite each other looked at each other so close to each other, and Cheng Xingchu's eyes burst out with jealousy.

"Die to me!"

He got up suddenly, but he didn't care about the rules anymore, he just wanted to smash Xu Xiaoshou's head with a punch and get back the spirit sword!

"Sit down!" Xu Xiaoshou shouted without looking back.

boom!

There was a boom and explosion in response, and Cheng Xingchu barely stood up, and a sword energy penetrated his body instantly.

Not only smashed his seat, but also forced his legs to bend, and sat in the air!

Only then did Xu Xiaoshou withdraw his gaze from Yu Zhiwen's blushing and pretty face, and glanced back at the person who was trying to riot.

Holding the sword and tapping the table lightly, his voice was slow and weak, and he said leisurely:

"I said sit and talk about the Tao, sit and talk about the Tao..."

"If you don't sit, how can you talk?"