The ultimate all-around soldier

Chapter 407
"enough!"

Xuan Ming let out an angry roar, but scanned his surroundings: "My tribes in northern Xinjiang, did you hear that? He is..."

"Xuanming, the old man thinks what little brother Qi said is right. We can't not listen to the pertinent views of outsiders just because we are all from northern Xinjiang. Don't try to encourage our Shoushan tribe. Everyone is different from your Xuan family. No That kind of big ambition is not so hypocritical."

Old Master Wu has already interrupted Xuanming, and then said: "Now that you have little brothers to help out, my Wu family and the various clans of the Shoushan Mountain will draw a line for you. If you are honest, we can treat you as you come back for sightseeing, and we will treat you well. If so You still want to bully others, then I'm sorry, let's have a good fight."

"Old Ghost Wu, you..."

Seeing that the surrounding ethnic groups were all moving closer to Mr. Wu, Xuan Ming instantly understood that the situation was not very favorable for him, and his heart was filled with anger, but it was not easy to get angry.

Grandpa Wu smiled: "I'm so old, and I'm still the same as when I was young, like a rooster, let's live in peace, now the situation is clear, the things belong to my little brother Qi, so..."

"No, the things were brought back by us people from northern Xinjiang!"

"Then what do you say?"

"How to do?"

In his eyes, it is definitely a treasure. The skin can be used to make many inner shirts, and the defense is amazing. The bones and scales can also be used to make all kinds of sharp weapons, which can double the combat power of their Xuan family. He will never give up. Asked He said in a cold voice: "Now it can be said that there is no dispute. Since you and the other families are all against that boy, my Xuan family is opposed to his distribution. The old man feels that it is a martial arts competition. I am bringing fifty Xuan family My son, Jia Laofu only has 51 people, my Xuan family is willing to challenge that kid and his people, plus your Wu family, and other ethnic groups, do you dare?"

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Wu didn't understand.

Xuan Ming sneered: "Since our Xuan family has 51 members, then divide the skin and bones into 51 parts, and then you can pick 51 practitioners who are equal to our 51 people, and fight against my Xuan family one by one. If you win once, you will take a share, if you lose, it will naturally belong to my Xuan family."

"This……"

Master Wu frowned instantly.

Xuan Ming is too cunning!
If relying on 51 people, together with the Wu family and other ethnic groups, especially with an inestimable strength to fight to the death, I am afraid that in the end it will not gain much benefit.

After all, there are few people!

However, if 51 people play one-on-one and choose the same cultivation base, then the chances of winning are much greater.

After all, they didn't lose Xuanwu Jue, and with the acquired Xuanwu Relic Bloodline, they can fight with the same level of cultivation, not to mention the surrounding clans, even people from the Wu family are generally not opponents.

Even if he fought with Mr. Wu, even if it was a tie, he would lose one game if they all fought together. Xuan Ming felt that the other clansmen would definitely win at least forty games.

Anyway, it's impossible to go it alone, and getting 51/[-] is also a big gain.

Not only Mr. Wu, but even other ethnic groups muttered: "This rule is obviously biased towards their Xuan family!"

"Yes, with the same level of cultivation, their Xuan family is obviously stronger than our families, and even the Wu family can't compare with them."

"I can't agree."

Nobody liked the proposal.

Xuan Ming laughed: "Haha, what a bunch of wimps, I think you are scared."

"Who's afraid?"

Some bloody, immediately refuted angrily.

Xuan Ming just seized the opportunity: "Aren't you afraid? Then why are you so hesitant to agree? This rule is very fair, one-on-one, and you must compete with people of the same level!"

"...!"

silence!

Even Mr. Wu was generalized, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

After all, what Xuan Ming said was fair on the surface, but in reality, compared to him, he was afraid that he would lose miserably.

Maybe only I can draw a tie with Xuanming, Qiji's team may win, but it is not so simple for my family and other clans to win.

How to do?
He was trying to use the fact that the things were in the same place as an excuse.

However, Qi Ji thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Old man Xuan, I think your proposal is not bad, but..."

"Haha, the young man is still courageous. I see old man Wu and your families who are staying in the ravine guarding the Xuanwu land have turned into shrinking turtles, and they dare not even take up a fair competition!"

Qi Ji would agree, which made Xuan Ming a little surprised, but he refused to let go of this opportunity. He immediately picked up the conversation, and before anyone else could speak, he hurriedly asked Qi Ji: "Tell me, your but... is there any?" What additional conditions, tell me, if it is not too unreasonable, then the old man will refer to it."

"Hehe, there are no additional conditions. It's just that when you attacked me just now, the old man hurt my stomach. I need to give me some time to recuperate. I will try again after I recover!"

Qiji smiled.

that's it?
Xuan Ming was stunned!
When Mr. Wu heard Qi Ji's words, his expression became tense, and he hurriedly turned around: "Qi...how is your injury?"

Obviously, the old man didn't know whether Qi Ji was injured internally, so he didn't bother to care about Qi Ji's acceptance of the competition, so he hurriedly asked.

As soon as Xuan Ming thought that Mr. Wu might stop Qi Ji's agreement, he quickly interjected: "That's it, Mr. Wu, you can take him back to your Wu family to recuperate immediately. I'll give him three days... no, In a week, when the time comes, you organize your people and compete with my Xuan family. The bones are placed here, and we will discuss later to see how to divide them into 51 shares!"

"How is this possible?"

Some people in other families are already in a hurry.

Xuanming stared instantly: "Huh? That little brother has already agreed, do you have any objections? Stand up if you have opinions, and I, Xuanming, will make gestures with you personally."

"...!"

Old shameless.

They dared not speak out, these people even glared at Qi Ji angrily, thinking that Qi Ji had a problem with his mind, and this was tantamount to giving things to the Xuan family.

Of course, they thought that Qi Ji was an outsider, and seeing so many Wu family and various families present, they might choose many powerful masters who could compete with the Xuan family.

O ignorance!
They can only sigh.

Now Mr. Wu is not in the mood to care about so much, he just thinks about Qi Ji's injury, he asks, feels his pulse, then turns around and glares at Xuan Ming: "Old Ghost Xuan, little brother Qi is injured now, this old man is not as knowledgeable as you, Bibibi, I'll see you in a week... Battle Feng, send someone to guard here."

"Do you still need to guard it? My Xuan family will still steal such a big thing? Don't worry, our Xuan family will not guard it here, and you can't transfer it. See you in a week."

Xuan Ming smiled self-righteously, greeted the people he brought, and walked outside.

Originally, he never thought that he could swallow it all by himself, even if he was oppressed by force, he just wanted to take the big head.

Therefore, now that Qiji is injured, he will not take the risk of directly fighting with a group of people, and leave directly.

The presence can only watch helplessly!

Mr. Wu helped Qi Ji and prepared to go back to Wu's house.

Qi Ji smiled slightly: "Old man, aren't you worried about the competition in seven days' time?"

"Hey, those are all belongings outside the body, hurry up, let's go back, I will find a master of traditional Chinese medicine to show you."

Master Wu sighed.

When he led people to help Qiji to the outside of the courtyard, and the other ethnic groups could not hear him, Qiji smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, old man, I was joking, but I didn't suffer any internal injuries."

(End of this chapter)