After Xu Xiaoshou finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the strong confidence in his voice. It seemed that this guy had full confidence in his future path.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

Xiao Qixiu was a little dazed. He looked at the masked man, then at Xu Xiaoshou, and suddenly realized that if he were dozens of years younger, maybe...

I can’t even say such words!

Mr. Sang curled his lips. Others may not believe it, but he believed it without a doubt.

This was one of the reasons why he fell in love with Xu Xiaoshou in the first place. This guy seemed out of place on the outside, but his inner tenacity and confidence...

To be honest, it's just a little bit lower than myself.

Everyone was surprised, even Jiang Bianyan looked at the young man in front of him with admiration.

To be able to say such bold words in front of the leader of the "Holy Slave" who holds a famous sword and swallows mountains and rivers is really not something that ordinary people can do.

"Junior, do you know who is standing in front of you?"

Different from the reaction of everyone in the Ling Palace, Cen Qiaofu was so angry at the arrogant words that he puffed his beard and stared.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were bright. Not to mention, this problem had been bothering him for a long time.

If this old man could give him some answers, I would be really grateful.

"He is..."

The masked man raised his hand to stop Cenchofu from continuing.

He couldn't do anything about self-reporting his identity. After all, there was an outsider standing here!

He liked Xu Xiaoshou's confidence even more.

This kid is indeed a bit appetizing!

"You should have seen Tears and Two Lines before. Follow me and you will see more geniuses like this." The masked man advised.

"That blind man?" Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a moment and said, "Is he still alive?"

Under Ye Xiaotian's attack, even if Tears Shuangxing is a sword sect, he may not be able to get out of the spatial fragmentation.

The masked man seemed stunned, and before he could speak, the young man on the ground added:

"If he is still alive, please tell me that his mentality needs more training. That guy..."

"I can't stand the excitement, I'm too impulsive!"

Ye Xiaotian raised the corner of his lips and almost stopped laughing. He had already anticipated the expressions of the two people opposite him after hearing this.

As expected, when these words fell, Cenqiaofu staggered.

The little blind man was almost the most stable junior he had ever seen. Even with him, apart from being able to call him "senior", he had almost never communicated with him.

impulse?

What a joke!

The masked man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even know what to say.

Xu Xiaoshou and Lei Shuangxing have met before, so they also had a confrontation?

"Is it impulsive..."

As he murmured unconsciously, the masked man realized that he didn't seem to have anything extra to say to impress this boy who seemed to have a rock-solid heart.

"I'll give you one last chance."

He took a deep breath and solemnly said: "Follow me, and I guarantee that you will break through the Sword Sect within a year!"

"hiss!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Sword Sect!

One year!

This is not Chinese cabbage.

As we all know, the cultivation of sword intention can only rely purely on understanding and fate.

This masked man can even boast of such a breakthrough in artistic conception?

Xiao Qixiu was a little shocked.

Even he himself didn't dare to make such a guarantee, and even if he were asked to practice again at this moment, he wouldn't dare to guarantee that he would have the confidence to say such a thing.

"One year?"

Everyone looked at Xu Xiaoshou lowering his head, seemingly moved.

...is it moving?

Xu Xiaoshou only used two toes to calculate and knew that it would definitely not take a year to save 50,000 passive points.

It doesn’t even take a month!

"One year is a bit long..."

Xu Xiaoshou muttered unconsciously. Seeing that everyone looked a little strange, he hurriedly explained: "I told the truth, don't misinterpret my meaning."

Masked Man:???

Misinterpretation?

How to misinterpret this sentence?

"Under suspicion, passive value, +7."

This time, not only the two "Saint Slaves" suffered critical damage, but even those from the Ling Palace felt that Xu Xiaoshou had gone too far.

This guy can’t be so exaggerated!

"Hip, hip, hip, hip..."

Qiao Qianzhi finally couldn't help laughing, and he grabbed Xu Xiaoshou's head with a bang, "Xiao Shou, you're going too far, you have to restrain yourself."

convergence?

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the masked man's fiery eyes, timidly shrank behind Elder Qiao, stuck his head out and said, "How about a month..."

Um?

Why is this guy smoking?

"Then half a year?"

"If I can defeat the Sword Sect in half a year, I'll just...think about it?"

Cenqiaofu felt his face turn pale, and he was so angry that he lost all his color.

"You brat, you're entertaining us!"

He was so angry that he could no longer hold back his hand that was ready to move, so he chopped it out with an axe.

Plop.

As a result, before the slash mark was made, the invisible flame ignited again, which scared him so much that he quickly tried his best to resist.

"Again?"

Sang Lao smiled sadly, if he really wanted to fight, he would be honest.

It's just a pity for Tiansang Ling Palace, a good place, but at the worst, we need to rebuild another one and recruit more disciples.

No problem!

The masked man was also very angry. This kid's ability to push the envelope was really irritating, but this arrogance...

"What a resemblance. You have the same demeanor as I did back then. I admire you!"

"Thanks."

Xu Xiaoshou raised his head again, paused and said, "But you are the second person to say that to me."

"Um?"

The masked man was a little curious, "Second?"

Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at Mr. Sang. The old man happened to be looking away at this moment.

The scene was quiet again.

The atmosphere suddenly seemed to be slightly more awkward.

Old Sang blushed and quickly lowered the straw hat.

This kid...

How do you output something that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe? It's poisonous!
To be continued...