All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 39 The most annoying people are those who show off.

After saying that, Ximen Rou threw the long whip in her hand to the ground, took a step, and disappeared from the spot in a few leaps.

Weapons are the lifeblood of a martial artist. If Ximen Rou doesn't even want her weapons, it's clear she's lost all her spirit and has already considered retiring.

"This Ximen Rou."

Sun Xiaohong was somewhat surprised. Why did Ximen Rou suddenly leave, without even having the courage to make a move?

"As the saying goes, a man fights for a breath, and a Buddha fights for a stick of incense."

The old man of heavenly secrets slowly spoke.
"Many people in the martial arts world survive in the brutal competition of the martial arts world by fighting for the pride in their hearts."

"But then you realize that the breath you fought so hard for is not as loud as someone else's yawn."

"That pride naturally vanished."

The old man spoke calmly. He was a man of great experience and knowledge; over the years, countless geniuses had emerged in the martial arts world.

But in reality, only a small group of people can survive the test of time and remain at the top of the pyramid.

"So, the seventh ranking of weapons is now obsolete."

Sun Xiaohong said with regret,

Ximen Rou actually has a good reputation in the martial arts world. He values ​​loyalty over wealth, has a chivalrous spirit, and always leaves room for maneuver when fighting others.

The old man of heavenly secrets continued.
"As the saying goes, 'No destruction, no construction; destruction precedes construction.' If Ximen Rou can overcome this mental obstacle, her martial arts skills will surely reach new heights, and she might even be able to compete for the top spot on the weapon ranking list."

Sun Xiaohong's big eyes darted around.
"Destroy and then rebuild. So, could he be Wang Gan's match?"

The old man of heavenly secrets shook his head.

"The ability to break down and then rebuild only proves that he is a genius, and that he has only gained the qualification to see the top."

"But Wang Gan is someone I can't see through. No one in the martial arts world knows how deep his waters run."

Sun Xiaohong looked at the empty lobby and asked curiously,

"There are so many experts on this weapons ranking list, but only two have come?"

You have to understand that Wang Gan is currently ranked fourth. He was parachuted in and squeezed out countless experts. Even if not many people came to find him, there shouldn't be so few people.

Few masters in the martial arts world are not arrogant; no one will shed a tear until they see their coffin.

Even though they all knew that although Bai Xiaosheng was not human, he would not make mistakes on the weapon ranking list that he was so proud of.

"Is there a possibility?"

The old man of heavenly secrets said calmly.
"They're already here."

Sun Xiaohong's eyes widened, and she quickly searched around.

There really was someone!

A man in white stood tall and elegant in a corner on the second floor, admiring the birdcage hanging by the door with his hands behind his back.

The birds are chirping and chattering.

The man in white seemed to find birds far more interesting than people, not even glancing at the intense battle raging inside the hall!
He had wrinkles around his eyes, but with his sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and fair complexion, he still looked like a handsome young man from afar, and no one could guess his age.

What's even more terrifying is that the man in white has been here for an unknown amount of time and appeared out of nowhere; it seems that everyone subconsciously ignored his presence!
At least Sun Xiaohong was completely unaware.

A realm of ethereal beauty!

Although the man in white appeared to be just standing there casually, like an ordinary person, with flaws all over his body, in reality, he seemed to have become an ethereal being.

The word "ethereal" is precisely the highest realm in martial arts.

Wang Gan sighed.

"Damn it, I hate people who show off!"

The voice was incredibly penetrating, like the clang of metal on metal, a resounding bell, instantly echoing throughout the entire building. This voice, imbued with profound inner energy, penetrated directly into the human body, and even seemed to penetrate the soul.

Sun Xiaohong's face flushed, and she clenched her teeth as she mustered her inner strength to resist the materialized sound waves.

The old man continued to smoke unhurriedly, as if he were deaf and couldn't hear anything outside.

But in reality, the sound had already shaken the beams and the ground, becoming tangible; even a deaf person would vomit blood upon hearing it.

To withstand this sonic attack, one must possess extremely profound internal energy cultivation.

The little bird on the white-clad man's head certainly didn't possess internal energy; it fell silent in an instant.

The man in white frowned, involuntarily channeling his inner energy to defend himself.

The man in white was also a highly skilled martial artist. Despite the deafening noise from the outside world, he remained unaffected, at most finding it a bit noisy.

However, he mobilized his internal energy, causing his internal qi to move, and the so-called 'ethereal' state no longer existed.
The man in white had a solemn expression, knowing that his martial arts technique had been exposed. He stopped pretending and being aloof, and with a light step, he was in front of Wang Gan in a flash.

Sun Xiaohong looked nervous, her big eyes still darting around.

Because what the old man of the heavens just said was not 'he,' but 'they.'

Generally speaking, her grandfather's judgment is neither wrong nor incorrect.

"He even knows the Buddhist Lion's Roar Kung Fu and the Impermanence Hand. He truly lives up to his reputation."

At the very beginning of this sentence, a man in black landed in the center of the hall. After the man in black stood there for a while, the sentence slowly landed.

The ability to transmit sound across distance demonstrates his profound skill.

Wang Gan glanced at the two men and recognized their identities.

"I hate two kinds of people the most: one is people who are pretentious."

"The other type... is someone who's even better at showing off than me!"

"The last person who showed off in front of me was Qing Moshou. He died a happy death without feeling any pain."

The man in white snorted coldly. He didn't know what the show-off meant, but he could roughly guess.

"But our martial arts are far superior to the so-called Green Demon Hand!"

Wang Gan remained calm.

"The Azure Demon Hand felt the same way before he died."

"You two are fourth and fifth, which together make up as many as the ninth of the Azure Demon Hand."

Hearing this from afar, Sun Xiaohong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Only a treacherous person like Wang Gan could come up with such a method for calculating rankings.

Indeed, these two are none other than Lu Fengxian, the Silver Halberd Marquis ranked fifth on the Weapon Ranking, and Guo Songyang, the fourth on the Weapon Ranking, wielding the Songyang Iron Sword.

Lu Fengxian didn't get angry when he heard this, but he asked in surprise.

"You call me fifth? Impermanence Hand is currently ranked fourth, so I should be sixth."

"Unless... you, Wuchangshou, do not agree with Baixiaosheng's ranking."

A hint of sarcasm played on Wang Gan's lips.
"Only a fool would fight for the title of a villain manipulated by a woman."

"I just didn't expect there to be so many fools in the martial arts world. Two have already left, and now two more have arrived."

Lü Fengxian shook his head.
"Although Bai Xiaosheng is a villain, his insight is indeed the best in the martial arts world."

"He said that Marquis Wen of the Iron Halberd could only be ranked fifth, so Marquis Wen of the Iron Halberd could indeed only be ranked fifth on the weapon ranking list, but Marquis Wen of the Iron Halberd is already dead,"

"The one who survived was Lü Fengxian ten years later!"

(End of this chapter)