My brother is too strong.

After Zang Shao and Du Jing left, Lu Shaoqing took a folding fan in his hand.

He opened the folding fan with a swish and fanned it twice, looking very cool.

Then he threatened others, "Anyone else wants to come up?"

"I'll blow up whoever comes."

Silence.

The people around him were silent.

This is not easy to do.

The power of the self-detonation of the magic weapon is huge.

Even if there is a second-grade defensive magic weapon, it may not be able to withstand the self-detonation of the second-grade magic weapon.

Even if it can be resisted, it will be damaged.

However.

Someone below soon shouted, "You only have one second-grade magic weapon, what are you afraid of?"

"Only one?"

Faced with doubts, Lu Shaoqing did not get angry, but waved his hand, and several second-grade magic weapons appeared in his hand.

This is the magic weapon that Lu Shaoqing left after robbing before, thinking it was pretty good.

For future use.

There were swords, spears, swords and halberds, of course, the ones used to rob the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion were not taken out.

At the same time, just in case, they were taken out and put away after a while.

Lu Shaoqing put on a posture of dying together with whoever came, and continued to shout, "Come on, who wants to try?"

Xiao Yong's eyes almost fell to the ground when he saw so many second-grade magic weapons in Lu Shaoqing's hand.

No wonder Lu Shaoqing was not very interested in the second-grade magic weapons he gave him.

It turned out that he really didn't take them to heart.

No wonder my daughter said that dogs don't use second-grade magic weapons.

This time more people were silent.

The idea of ​​going on the field was dispelled.

If Lu Shaoqing only had one second-grade magic weapon left, there would still be people who dared to go up.

But he had so many second-grade magic weapons in his hand, who would dare to go up?

Facing a guy who likes to use second-grade magic weapons to self-destruct, no one has the confidence to beat him.

Going up is just asking for trouble.

Du Jing is an example.

Lu Shaoqing was very satisfied with everyone's silence.

That's right.

He fanned himself and spoke earnestly, taking the opportunity to say to everyone, "Everyone, come here to have a party, eat and drink, isn't it good?"

"Or is it that the things of our Lingxiao Sect don't suit your taste?"

"If it doesn't suit your taste, just say it, do you have to fight?"

"Really, how old are you? Still fighting? Aren't you ashamed?"

"Fighting is risky. What's the benefit of winning? Losing and getting injured and suffering, is it cool?"

But persuading people with kind words is not Lu Shaoqing's style. He became more and more excited as he spoke, folded his folding fan, pointed at the people below and cursed, "We are all gangsters, we are so old, what are we fighting for?"

"What's the point of fighting for face? You are embarrassing our Lingxiao Sect here today. Our leader is the most stingy. He has already remembered all of you in a small notebook."

"I will settle accounts with you slowly in the future. You will suffer."

Many people couldn't help but look at Yu Chang to see if he was holding a small notebook to record the accounts.

Yu Chang was so angry that he jumped up and down, and he had the urge to rush down and strangle Lu Shaoqing to death.

"Asshole, this is a personal revenge."

Lu Shaoqing's anger grew, and his voice became louder and louder. He shouted at everyone, "I came here today to see my senior brother. My senior brother is not available, so you can just think of it as a meal."

"If you don't want to eat, leave the gift and go back to do whatever you want."

"Seeing that my senior brother is not here, you want to make trouble for our Lingxiao Sect. Do you really think that our Lingxiao Sect is easy to bully?"

"Do you have to get your head broken and bloody in our hands before you are satisfied?"

"Today, I will stand here. Whoever wants to come, just come, and see if I can't blow you to death."

Shuangyue Valley.

An Qianyan looked at Lu Shaoqing, who was furious and resentful, pointing at everyone and cursing.

More appreciation flashed in her eyes, and she smiled, "What a smart little guy."

Bian Rourou was very surprised. Is this considered smart?

This is pointing at everyone's nose and cursing, won't it make people angry?

Wait until they rush over, let's see how you can resist.

Bian Rourou curled her lips, and returned to her fellow disciples, she was a lot bolder.

"His scolding will only make people angry, and things will get out of control."

"The more he doesn't want people to come up, the more they may want to come up."

Xia Yu shook her head, not satisfied with her junior sister's behavior.

She asked Bian Rourou, "If it were you, would you be willing to go up and compete with him?"

Bian Rourou looked at Lu Shaoqing who was still cursing, and a trace of fear flashed across her face.

If she really went up, she would be beaten to death by Lu Shaoqing.

She believed that her strength was not enough to do anything to Lu Shaoqing.

A disciple nearby said, "Go up, who wouldn't be afraid that his magic weapon would explode?"

A second-grade magic weapon would explode even if it cost nothing. Whether you can withstand it or not, you will suffer heavy losses. Who would be willing to do such a thing?

An QianYan saw that some disciples had puzzled expressions on their faces, and they didn't understand what she meant by "smart".

She said, "He scolds people like this, and it's believable that whoever dares to fight him will explode his magic weapon again to make others afraid to use it."

"Master, do you mean that his anger is deliberately pretended?"

Bian Rourou was a little bit unbelievable, because that guy had a bad temper.

He scolded and poked Sister Xiaoyi's head at every turn.

It doesn't look like he was pretending at all.

An Qianyan was not sure, she could only say, "I guess it should be."

Xia Yu said in a certain tone, "It's indeed pretended."

Xia Yu had been observing Lu Shaoqing for a short time.

She had a little understanding of Lu Shaoqing.

His seemingly absurd behavior at ordinary times actually had his own intentions.

He was low-key and terrified, and he was meticulous. Such a person would never get angry casually.

Some disciples were still puzzled, "You can curse people, but you even cursed the master."

Many disciples agreed with this. Saying that the master was stingy in public was definitely unique among all the cultivators.

In other sects, he would be put in solitary confinement if he was not beaten to death.

An Qianyan smiled bitterly when she heard this. No wonder Junior Brother Shao sometimes gritted his teeth when he talked about it.

Today, she finally understood.

She continued to explain to the disciples, saying, "It's a bit that, but it has a deeper meaning."

"Remind everyone who is the backer behind him and where this place is."

"Further make everyone afraid to prevent them from going on the field."

Hearing this, many disciples of Shuangyue Valley understood Lu Shaoqing's intention.

Bian Rourou concluded with the last sentence, "You just don't want to fight anymore."

An Qianyan looked at Lu Shaoqing below. She finally understood why Shao Cheng sometimes gritted his teeth in anger and sometimes was full of pride when talking about Lu Shaoqing.

It is hard not to love such a smart disciple.

"What a smart kid."

An Qianyan looked at Lu Shaoqing, as if she was looking at her junior, full of admiration.

"That's about it this time."

An Qianyan made a judgment.

However, she still overlooked one thing.

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared on the field.

A figure with a faint indifferent aura and domineering aura appeared on the field.

"Zhang Conglong?!"