Not participating?!
The old monk and the old Taoist priest looked at each other.
"Donor, do you not care about those worldly names?"
The old monk asked cautiously.
If possible, the old monk would like to ask if Goethe was a little discouraged by the "rumors" spreading outside - but he couldn't open his mouth.
However, the old Taoist priest is different.
"You don't have to care about those people."
"A bunch of idiots who just follow the crowd and have no ability to think."
"And those guys..."
"It's so bad that she gave birth to a son without an asshole."
The old Taoist priest snorted coldly.
'Taiyi Mountain' has an intelligence network, and so does the Security Committee.
Although Zhao Shan, Jiang Yiquan and others were gone, the Security Committee was not disbanded. On the contrary, with the vacancies and some personnel changes, the Security Committee became more dynamic.
Some of the past problems have been alleviated.
Or even just solve it.
For example……
Resource allocation.
Therefore, under such an intelligence network, the old Taoist priest knew very well what those bad guys and a group of stupid guys were doing, and they actually wanted to force Goethe to "retire".
Many people also suggested that Goethe was too dangerous and should be "disarmed" and kept under good care.
If the man wasn't in front of him, he would have slapped him hard.
What the hell.
"Of course I don't care."
"Generally, if there is a grudge, I will take revenge immediately."
"If you can't repay me, I'll charge you interest, and then pay you back double."
Goethe replied with a smile.
The old Taoist priest appreciated this very much.
The old monk was also inexplicably impressed. He wanted to leave after offending the abbot?
However, the old monk still pretended to put his hands together.
"Please be kind to them, don't let them suffer too much. If you can kill them, kill them quickly."
As he spoke, the old monk silently chanted the Buddha's name again.
The old Taoist priest said "Wulian Tianzun".
Goethe continued to drink his tea.
The three of them, at this moment, felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
There is also a little bit of tacit understanding.
No one mentioned the competition again.
The female swordsman also gave up the competition. If Goethe didn't go, she wouldn't go either. She wanted to stay with Goethe longer - her sword told her that she didn't have many days left with Goethe.
I want to see you again, but I don’t know how many years it will take.
Therefore, the female swordsman cherishes it very much.
Qin Huan'er didn't go either.
This little princess from the overseas Silver Ring Island is being specially trained by her mother to lose weight. She will not be allowed to see anyone unless her weight is within a reasonable range.
Of course, Qin Huaner’s two brothers were also pulled into the special training.
All of Green Vine City's seeded players were gone all of a sudden, but according to the rules of the 'Unlimited Fighting Tournament', three additional players were needed.
Guan Li, who had given up the competition before, was pulled back.
Two more people from Lu Teng's martial arts hall and martial arts school went to participate.
In the martial arts school, he is the eldest disciple of Juying Martial Arts School, and in the martial arts school, he is Liu Xin.
A few more days passed.
The day when the competition starts.
Zhao She set up a large projector and placed it in the yard of the boxing gym. The Four Wonders of the South China Sea, the Six Ghosts of Mangshan, the Three Heroes of Jiangdong, Qian Ding and Sun Liu helped to set up the pot to cook meat, grill meat and serve fruit.
Mr. Wei was sitting there writing, drawing, and calculating something.
It was a rare sight to see Black Tiger sitting there with the silly Blue Butterfly. The former would produce a piece of candy from time to time, while the latter would drool and wipe her nose with Black Tiger's sleeve from time to time.
Hei Hu was not angry at all, but instead had a smile on his face.
Goethe and the female swordsman sat in the main seats.
Xie Wan and Xie Ling were sitting aside.
Next to them are Ji Qin and Mu Jianming.
"Has Grandpa seen Lan Die? Is there any way to cure it?"
Xie Ling looked at Lan Die and asked quietly .
Xie Yinyang is not only powerful, but also knowledgeable in medicine. After all, the "Big Yinyang Hand" is, in a sense, a secret technique to bring the dead back to life.
“I have.”
“It cannot be cured.”
It’s not that it can’t be cured.
It cannot be cured.
Xie Ling was a little slow to react, but Xie Wan looked at Ji Qin and Mu Jianming beside her.
Little bitch!
Xie Wan cursed the two shameless people in her heart, especially the latter, who had clearly agreed to revitalize the "Tianjian Sect" but returned to the boxing gym.
Pooh!
Is this how you revitalized the Tianjian Sect?
Xie Wan knew exactly what the other party was planning.
But precisely because she understood this, she became even more amiable.
It wasn't just her who had to show magnanimity.
Also because there is a female swordsman.
Xie Wan glanced at the female swordsman inconspicuously and felt that she was more powerful.
The female swordsman did not regard her as an opponent at all, but instead set up two opponents for her.
Whenever she, Ji Qin and Mu Jianming were fighting, the female swordsman would come out to mediate.
You will be invincible immediately.
In fact, whether it was her, Ji Qin or Mu Jianming, they all had to owe a favor to the female swordsman.
Xie Wan herself didn't understand this trick at first.
By the time you figure it out, it's too late.
What's more, the strength of the female swordsman...
Man and sword become one!
When she heard the news, Xie Wan almost cried out loud.
Don't bully people like this.
Before he was twenty, he had already become one with the sword.
What do you want other people to do?
Xie Wan, feeling despair in her heart, had no choice but to change her attitude.
There is nothing shameful in keeping a low profile.
It depends on who you are dealing with. To Ji Qin and Mu Jianming, that is absolutely impossible. But to the female swordsman, it is not impossible - Xie Wan secretly glanced at the hands of Goethe and the female swordsman that were always clasped together.
I couldn't help but sigh to myself .
But there was a smile on his face.
"Brother-in-law, those foul-mouthed guys have been dealt with."
"One of the guys was being processed while he was shouting 'The Internet is free and freedom is not a crime'."
"Well, how did you answer him?"
Goethe was interested.
"I said 'the Internet is not a lawless place.'"
“That guy was very unconvinced.”
"Shouting that he had not broken any law."
Xie Wan smiled and glanced at Ji Qin and Mu Jianming.
There was pride in his eyes.
The general meaning is that I am more useful than you two who just eat and do nothing.
"It's true, but it's a bit immoral."
Goethe nodded.
Internet keyboard warrior.
Those who understand will understand.
"No, I did."
"I asked my grandfather to revise the 'Internet Law' as a committee member - he ignored the facts and insulted others maliciously without reason, which is already a violation of the law."
Xie Wan said seriously.
After saying this, the eldest daughter of the Xie family looked at Goethe with a smile.
When he noticed that Goethe was slightly stunned and then nodded, he smiled even more happily.
Then, like a proud little hen, she showed off to Ji Qin and Mu Jianming.
Did you see it?
That's what power is.
Ji Qin and Mu Jianming were completely unmoved.
Ji Qin deeply understands the principle of lying dormant.
Mu Jianming did it because he was embarrassed - the young master of the Tianjian Sect had not originally intended to do so, but he could not resist being persuaded by others, who used facts and examples to persuade him.
By the time I came to my senses, it was already impossible to explain.
Thinking of this, Mu Jianming couldn't help but look at Ji Qin with resentment.
Ji Qin took Mu Jianming's hand and acted like a good sister, saying "let me go."
That pitiful look made Mu Jianming's heart soften.
Afterwards, no further investigation was carried out.
Ji Qin turned her head and looked at Xie Wan.
There was a strong hint of provocation in his eyes.
I don't dare to target the female swordsman, but I don't dare to deal with you, a little girl?
"Brother-in-law, I've dealt with those bugs in the dark for you. However, Zhao Shan is clearly dead, but why are his men still working so freely?"
At this point, Ji Qin looked at Goethe with a puzzled look on her face.
Of course this is fake.
Ji Qin had guessed the answer long ago.
But when it comes to showing off yourself, you must let a man do it.
Men are like that.
Not only should he feel comfortable physically, but he should also feel comfortable mentally.
Ji Qin, who knew this truth well, looked even more confused.
"Of course he's alive."
"only……"
“The situation is a bit special.”
Goethe replied.
He could see Ji Qin's little thoughts, just as he could see that Xie Wan was demonstrating her value.
He ignored it.
Just leave these to the female swordsman.
Women are in charge of the home, while men are in charge of the outside.
He kept the words of his ancestors in mind.
Goethe looked at the projection. At this moment, the official competition of the 10th Unlimited Competition had already begun. The people around him immediately quieted down and also looked at the screen.
Outstanding figures representing the thirteen continents appear one after another.
The three contestants from Qiaoqizhou, where Luteng City is located, received the loudest cheers when they took the stage.
After all, it's a home game.
And the three of them didn't fail afterwards.
Even the weakest Liu Xin showed his own style. The electric saw flew up and down, and he won three games with this strange weapon. The female fighter from Juying Martial Arts School won four games.
And Guan Li?
They made it all the way to the round of 16.
Then I met a dark horse.
A swordsman.
The opponent's face is cold, the opponent's heart is cold, and the opponent's sword is also cold.
A sword slashed out.
The sky is covered with ice and snow.
Everyone exclaimed at this scene.
Not only because it's incredibly powerful, but also because it's... beautiful!
The ice crystals were floating all over the field, shining with colorful light under the sun, which was extremely beautiful. Even the blood floating in the air created a sad and beautiful atmosphere.
"Um?"
The female swordsman frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Goethe asked.
"This is not swordplay, it's knifeplay."
The female swordsman said with certainty.
No one present would refute the female swordsman's words, as no one knew more about swords than the female swordsman.
"Use swordsmanship to hide your knife skills..."
Everyone's mind moved.
However, this does not prevent this dark horse from remaining dark.
The other party became the champion.
Then--
"Goethe, I challenge you!"
When the other party said this, the whole audience fell silent.
Then, there were cheers.
"This guy is taking advantage of the people's hearts."
Xie Wan had a gloomy face.
Ji Qin and Mu Jianming were also uneasy.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.
That means the people’s hearts can be used.
Once the people's hearts are won, everything will change.
This is because they had dealt with quite a few guys in the early stages, otherwise, something even more terrible would have happened at this time.
Goethe didn't care.
Or rather, this is what Goethe expected.
Why doesn't he just cut the roots of the problem?
It's for this moment.
Feeling the restlessness of [Unknown Sound], Goethe comforted it.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
“Almost, almost.”
As Goethe said this in his heart, Zhao She came quickly over.
"Master, the mutton is ready."
"The mutton."
Whole pieces of Sunite mutton, cooked with ice, are delicious and very tender, seasoned with just a handful of coarse salt, which is quite to Goethe's taste.
He likes the original flavor.
The female swordsman chose some spicy dipping sauce.
Xie Wan added lemon.
Ji Qin took a small bowl, added coriander, shallot and wolfberry, and served the soup to Goethe and the female swordsman.
Mu Jianming preferred the barbecue on the side.
Xie Ling is the most special.
Pick up an apple and roast it over the charcoal fire.
Everyone has their own preferences and everyone has their own taste.
This is what I saw when I stood at the door of the boxing gym when the black horse came.
Behind him, those people only saw this scene.
Those people were a little stunned.
The scene before them seemed different from what they had imagined.
In their eyes, Goethe should be more mysterious, more like a master, and more... evil - the appearance of the [Beast of Desire] always makes people think so unconsciously.
Therefore, the theory that Goethe is the reincarnation of the devil is quite popular.
But how does this evil demon stew mutton at home?
In their opinion, if they don't eat the two boys, they will not be worthy of the title of evil spirit.
Goethe waved his hand to stop Zhao She and others who were about to drive away the crowd. He looked towards the door and asked with a smile.
"What's up?"
"have!"
"Then wait until I finish eating."
Goethe said with a smile.
Then, he ignored these people and continued eating his food.
The momentum of the crowd suddenly weakened.
After a few minutes, many people felt hungry.
Goethe ate with great relish.
"Everyone, please stand still for me. I'm going to buy two sesame cakes."
"I want one too. Please bring me two. One line a day."
"And me, I want pork elbow in my pancake."
When one person spoke, many people responded.
The momentum was already weak.
Even weaker.
Goethe used the vision of the [Blood Crow Spirit] to see clearly that the person who spoke first should be one of Ling Xiaozi's disciples.
At the street entrance, the old Taoist priest and the old monk were sitting there, watching the show with great interest.
It was obvious that the old Taoist priest had made active preparations.
If I wasn't so conspicuous, I would have probably done it myself.
This made Goethe eat even happier.
From eating voraciously to chewing slowly.
After eating for a full hour, he put down his snack, wiped his mouth, and drank the tea brought by the female swordsman.
"What?"
"I want to challenge you!"
As the black horse spoke, he grasped the sword, and the sword energy was cold.
Goethe sat there without moving, and the breath of [Sword Breathing Method] came out. The sword energy, which was sharp enough to split the sky and the earth, pressed down directly, and the sharp and cold sword energy instantly dissipated without a trace.
What's even more outrageous is that when the opponent's breath was blocked, Goethe also released a little bit of the [Blood Blade] aura.
Immediately, the other party's face changed drastically and he retreated repeatedly.
And those who were hiding in the crowd and were supposed to be flattering and stirring up trouble fell to the ground spitting blood.
"Your swordsmanship is not up to par."
"How about we try fistfighting?"
As Goethe spoke, he displayed the aura of [Creation of the World].
When the giant appeared and disappeared, the black horse retreated again.
The people around retreated more than ten meters.
"Tsk, your fists and kicks are no good."
"Weapons, weapons, you can't do it."
"You can't use fists or kicks."
"Qinggong?"
"You're far worse."
As he said this, Goethe disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had sat back there, holding the sword of the black horse in his hand.
"My sword..."
"It's my sword!"
"You challenged me, and I accepted. If you lose, you have to leave something behind. Otherwise, it would be unjust, right?"
Goethe said so.
Then, Goethe seemed to have thought of something.
He continued:
"By the way, can you still compete with me as a confidante?"
The dark horse was stunned and subconsciously looked at the female swordsman and others.
The female swordsman had a sullen face, pretty but cold, and she sat there like a sword sheathed.
Ji Qin's smile is as beautiful as a flower, and she is charming and lovely.
Mu Jianming was dressed in men's clothes, looking very heroic.
Xie Wan and Xie Ling have similar faces and are equally beautiful, and they are sisters which adds to their beauty.
How can this be compared?
He was so focused on practicing sword skills that he never thought about these things.
I lost in swordsmanship, fists and kicks, martial arts, and even my confidante...
Dark Horse fell into deep confusion.
The more I think about it, the more it seems wrong.
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
final,
"Oh, Goethe, you are going too far!"
I felt my internal organs churning, then I spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.
Goethe touched the sword and thought silently in his heart:
Got it!