Chapter five hundred and seventy-seventh painting and demolition
At this time, the ones standing beside Sang Xiaoman were Zhairong, Zhao Xuanjun, the old Chucheng of the Po clan and the old Sui Wei of the Bao clan, and there were only five people.
Compared with the group of disciples surrounded by Sang Wuyin and the elders of the family, Sang Xiaoman's step was indeed much thinner.
"Of course, if Xiaoman's niece thinks she still needs to consider it, I can give you half an hour to choose."
Seeing that Sang Xiaoman didn't answer, he spread his hands and smiled with a generous look on his face.
Although Sang Wuyin acted so generously, he knew very well that no matter how much time she gave Sang Xiaoman, she would not be able to choose a better person.
After years of suffering from him, the young talisman master with a little talent in the clan died and was injured. Even if some of the qualified ones were good, it would not take a year or two to train them.
"Since my uncle is so polite, I won't refuse. I will spend this half hour carefully to consider the candidates for our participation in the Danshu Club."
What surprised Sang Wuyin was that Sang Xiaoman did not shirk his responsibilities at all and agreed immediately.
It was Sang Wuyin's turn to be dumbfounded. He originally wanted to use this to humiliate Sang Xiaoman, but he didn't expect that he would give the other party half an hour to breathe.
"Haha... I'm a little looking forward to what kind of talent can Xiaoman's niece pick out to participate in this Danshu Club in half an hour."
Sang Wuyin nodded without laughing.
"The location of the Danshu Club is on Jingxin Lake in front of Wuyun Tower, where we are waiting."
After saying that, he took his own people away and left the bowing pavilion to Sang Xiaoman and his others.
"Xiaoman, do you really have a better candidate?"
As soon as Sang Wuyin left, Zhao Xuanjun asked anxiously.
Although he is not from the Tian lineage, he is Sang Bulun's nephew. He can't find any problems when fighting for the Tian lineage.
"No."
Sang Xiaoman shook his head.
"Then why do you want this half hour?"
Zhao Xuanjun frowned.
"I have no better candidates. I have to take this half hour, but I just disgusted them."
Sang Xiaoman smiled bitterly.
This alchemy book will come suddenly, and even if you have to search, it will not be found in this half an hour.
"Or I'll go and invite my dad."
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Xuanjun still spoke.
"If you come forward, they can turn a blind eye. If your uncle comes forward, they will probably involve your Zhao family."
Sang Xiaoman shook his head.
"Young Master Xuanjun doesn't have to worry too much. We have investigated the strength of Sang Wuyin's group of people for a long time. With you and I and the lady, the chances of winning will not be too low."
Zhai Rong, who had not spoken, stood up and smiled.
"I hope so."
Zhao Xuanjun nodded.
He sighed in his heart and said, "Forget it, if you really lose this competition, just take Xiaoman back to Zhao's house."
If he only protects Xiaoman's personal understanding, he still has confidence.
Compared to Zhao Xuanjun who was a little nervous, Sang Xiaoman seemed very relaxed.
She took a sip of tea and turned to look at the Pimai beside her, who had been silent. The two old tribes, including the Pimai:
"Old Chu, Old Sui, I'm sorry to involve you."
"Miss, where is this? The head of the family treated me well before his death. This is our duty."
The word "Po" has a calm tone for the old Sui Wei clan.
"Miss, can't believe us?"
Chu Cheng, who was beside him, looked up at Sang Xiaoman suspiciously.
"Old Chu, what are you saying?"
Before Sang Xiaoman could answer, Old Sui immediately said a little resentful.
"Old Chu misunderstood that this alchemy book would have to establish a life and death contract. If one or two people have an accident, the little woman will feel really sorry."
Seeing this, Sang Xiaoman immediately smoothed out the situation.
The small quarrel passed quickly, but Zhao Xuanjun secretly sent a voice to Sang Xiaoman as if he had woken up from a dream:
"Are you suspecting that these two people were bought by Sang Wuyin?"
“There is this possibility.”
Sang Xiaoman said calmly.
"Since that's the case, just in case, we'd better change people. Even if we're not as strong as them, we can at least trust them."
Zhao Xuanjun said.
"At this time, my Tianzi is really isolated and helpless among the eight meridians. Even if I can win, it will be even more difficult to reshape the eight meridians. But if I win with them, even if these two meridians are disobedient, they will shut up and pretend that nothing has happened."
It is obvious that Sang Xiaoman thinks much longer than Zhao Xuanjun.
"But what if these two people are doing something bad in secret?"
Zhao Xuanjun is still very worried.
"In the final competition, I will put these two people at the end and not give them the chance to do something bad."
Sang Xiaoman said.
"Isn't this going to fight against five?"
Zhao Xuanjun frowned.
"The key to soldiers is to be elite, not to be too many."
Sang Xiaoman was full of Chen Zhudao.
"Besides, if I didn't directly conquer them this time, even if I successfully took over as the head of the family, there will definitely be a second and third ones in the future."
She added another sentence.
Zhao Xuanjun smiled bitterly when he heard this, and only sighed that his cousin seemed much calmer, but the boy's spirit in his heart remained the same as before.
...
Although the Sang Family Dan Book Club is mysterious, the rules are very simple.
After the two sides established a life and death contract, they each sent five disciples to conduct a five-wheeled talisman competition.
The competition method is also very simple, divided into drawing talismans and dismantling talismans.
Drawing talismans means that the talisman master can draw a talisman on the spot within one hour.
The detachment is to let the talisman master find out how to crack this talisman within one hour.
You can use swordsmanship, boxing techniques, or even the same talisman to dismantle talismans. There is no limit, just break the talisman within the specified time.
Although the method is very simple, the time spent on five rounds is not short. After all, even the most powerful talisman master cannot draw talismans on the spot in a short time.
So this is bound to be a protracted war.
The most special thing about this alchemy book club should be the life and death contract signed by both parties.
This life-and-death contract not only stipulates that the loser cannot be investigated even if he dies, but also causes the loser to lose control of the Sang family's ancestors' talisman.
The Tianzi marijuana holds control of the Sang family’s ancestor talisman in one hand, which is also what Sang Wuyin is most afraid of, so he can’t wait to promote this Danshu Club.
...
Wuyun Tower, Jingxin Lake.
After half an hour of rest, the list of both sides finally came out.
I saw an old man with white hair jumping from the Wuyun Tower and landing lightly on the platform at the center of the lake.
The old man picked up a piece of paper and started reciting:
"This alchemy book club, led by Hezi, will send the monk's head Sang Wuyin, clan elder Ma Yu, eldest disciple Xie Mingxuan, second disciple Feng Lianggong, and third disciple Mao Zhenghao to fight."
He paused for a moment and then continued:
"The party led by the Tianzi Mai will send the monk leader Sang Xiaoman, the clan Lao Zhairong, the Zhao family's son Zhao Xuanjun, the Baozi Mai clan Lao Suiwei, and the Pozi Mai clan Lao Chucheng to fight."
Chapter completed!