Qin Feng had something to say first.
After the competition, the winner will be the disciple, so he will naturally not lie.
These boys also looked eager to try.
Qin Feng smiled slightly and said nothing.
Xiongba already understood that he was the same person.
"Deputy Gang Leader Qin is superior to me in terms of skill and nature, but Deputy Gang Leader Qin can only accept one disciple.
If you are an elite disciple, you can continue the competition and choose the best one.
If you don't want to, I will personally accept him as a disciple."
The majestic and powerful voice penetrated every ear, arousing waves among the disciples.
Xiongba was arrogant and domineering, and today he actually admitted that he was inferior to others.
The jaws of those old disciples of Tianxiahui all dropped, and they did not dare to underestimate the mysterious deputy gang leader Qin.
Wen Chou Chou saw the noise below getting louder and louder, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The gang leader said, if any of you are willing to be the disciple of Gang Leader Qin, let's continue the competition.
If not, Gang Leader Xiong will naturally accept you as his disciple."
The three boys, Nie Feng Duanlang and Youruo, had already discussed it.
Without saying a word, they stepped forward and said, "I am willing."
There was another round of discussion under "Eldest Miss".
It seemed that they didn't understand why the eldest lady wanted to disgrace her father.
When Bu Jingyun heard Xiong Ba admit that he was not as good as Qin Feng, his head suddenly raised and then lowered, and his heart was filled with confusion.
Qin'er didn't make any move.
She originally wanted to become a disciple of Xiongba, the head of the Tianxiahui.
She didn't know Qin Feng well, so she didn't want to become a disciple.
"I am willing too."
Just when Wen Chou Chou was about to announce the three people, Bu Jingyun suddenly took a step forward: "I am willing to be the disciple of Gang Leader Qin."
After saying that, Bu Jingyun felt something in his heart.
The eyes were looking at him.
He didn't know who the three were, and he didn't dare to look at them because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hide the murderous intention in his heart.
"This" Wen Chou Chou glanced at Qin Feng without any trace.
After receiving Qin Feng's affirmation, Wen Chou Chou stepped forward and said: "Since there are four, let's draw lots and compete in pairs.
The winner will compete again, and the winner will be the winner in the end."
He is a disciple of Gang Leader Qin."
After speaking, Wen Chou Chou bowed carefully and said, "Two Gang Leaders, please give me instructions."
Xiongba laughed: "Brother Qin accepts disciples, just do as Brother Qin wants."
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Let's do it."
Gang Leader Qin only accepts one disciple.
Yes, it is a good thing to be the third disciple of Gang Leader Qin, but Gang Leader Qin only accepts one person.
If he fails, he will not even be the disciple of Gang Leader Xiong, so everyone is happy about his misfortune.
Looking at these four people, one can imagine that, except for You Ruo, the loser will be laughed at by all the disciples, and the disciples who are good leaders will have to fight if they don't do it.
Of course, these disciples would not understand the thoughts of these four people.
Youruo is purely for fun and attachment to Qin Feng, while Bu Jingyun is for revenge.
Nie Feng and Duanlang are simple.
They all know that Xiongba is not as good as Qin Feng, and they are controlled by Qin Feng.
Of course they want to They worship their beloved brother Qin as their teacher.
For them, Qin Feng has taken over the role of their father, and they naturally want to stay by their father's side.
The contest begins and lots are drawn.
Nie Feng looked at the word "天" on his hand and was about to speak when he heard a girl's voice in his ear: "Aha, Xiaofeng, I'm three days old, what's your word?"
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Nie Feng shook his hands and looked at Duan Lang looking at him with joy and joy.
He wanted to cry but had no tears.
If he fought with this little witch, if he defeated her or hurt her, wouldn't he be killed by her for several years?
Compared to Nie Feng's bitter expression, Duan Lang seemed to be full of confidence.
Even though he was a martial artist, he not only had sword skills passed down from his family, but also learned a lot from martial arts masters, and Qin Feng also gave him some tips, so he was very confident.
For him, Bu Jingyun was nothing to worry about.
Of course, this was just Duanlang's perspective.
Bu Jingyun held a long sword that was common in the world and said nothing, just waiting for the competition to begin.
Qin Feng did not embarrass the four boys and let them rest before competing again.
There were no outsiders to watch, only Qin Feng and Wen Chou Chou were with them.
"General Manager Wen, you might as well guess who will win."
Qin Feng seemed to be in a good mood.
He sat on the high platform in front of the house.
Wen Chou Chou stood on one side and said with a smile, "The gang leader is joking.
Chou Chou doesn't understand martial arts.
How could he guess?"
"What if I insist on you guessing?"
Qin Feng was still smiling.
Wen Chou Chou felt cold in his heart and said quickly: "Well, then I will guess the young master."
"Yeah."
Qin Feng nodded, noncommittal, just smiled and said: "Let's wait and see."
The front of Qin Feng's courtyard is very large, enough for several martial arts competitions, so each of the four of them occupies half of it, which is enough for them to perform.
Victory is very simple.
All four people have weapons in their hands.
If the weapons fall to the ground, they are defeated.
"Let's begin."
Qin Feng's voice sounded in the hearts of the four boys.
Nie Feng still smiled bitterly, looking at the weird You Ruo who was smiling in front of him.
I had better admit defeat.
Nie Feng suddenly had an idea in his heart, and he was ready to do the same.
Youruo seemed to see Nie Feng's thoughts and said quickly: "Nie Feng, what do you want to do?"
"Me."
Nie Feng was very kind, his face turned red, and he whispered: "If you want to be Brother Qin's disciple, I won't fight with you."
Youruo glanced at Nie Feng for a few times.
His cute face was full of entanglements.
For a moment, all the entanglements disappeared.
Youruo suddenly smiled and said, "I won't follow your wishes."
"Ah!"
Before Nie Feng could react, he saw Youruo throwing away the long sword in his hand and saying in a bachelor's manner: "Brother Qin, I surrender."
After saying that, he trotted to Qin Feng's side and pounced on him.
In Qin Feng's arms: "I lost, brother Qin wants to treat me to eat candied haws of apples to make up for it."
He is cute and cute, making people laugh.
Qin Feng has always been very kind to girls, and he did not blame her for giving in.
Instead, he smiled and said, "Okay, if you want to eat as much as you want, my brother will buy you as much as you want."
Youruo cheered.
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Nie Feng was still confused, Duan Lang and Bu Jingyun were already inextricably killed.
Qin Feng admitted that even he had not expected that Bu Jingyun would be so talented in swordsmanship.
With a set of basic swordsmanship, he was only slightly weaker than Duanlang's swordsmanship.
It was indeed a bit unfair.
Bu Jingyun did not dare to use the Huo family's martial arts, so he could only use the swordsmanship he had learned from Tianxiahui in the past year.
The higher the level of swordsmanship, the better.
The same entry-level swordsmanship is stronger than many peerless swordsmanship in Qin Feng's hands.
"Brother Qin."
Nie Feng stood behind Qin Feng a little embarrassed.
He felt that he had taken advantage of Youruo, and his cute little face was filled with a wry smile.
"Okay."
Qin Feng smiled and pinched his cheek.
Not to mention, Nie Feng looked like a little meat bun when he was young.
"I'm very pleased that you two have a deep relationship.
Let's watch the competition between Lang'er and Bu Jingyun first."
Qin Feng comforted Nie Feng for a while and turned his attention to the field again.
The two of them, one arrogant and the other lonely, had nothing to say and just fought with swordsmanship without saying a word. aa2705221: