Bengtie: Buli was the first to fight, and was captured by Jingliu at the beginning

"Speaking of which, sisters, there are quite a lot of you here. March Seventh is dressed like the heroine in the picture book. What are you doing here?"

Qingque looked at the dozen or so people around Xing (mainly the little man in the black tower), and always felt that something interesting was going to happen.

"Nothing, it's just that San came to the Immortal Boat this time, and Yueqi planned to learn swordsmanship and participate in the martial arts ceremony. Now that he has completed his apprenticeship, we came to hold a celebration banquet for San Yueqi, and we happened to meet you."

Xing explained casually.

"We're not sisters. You've only been learning swordplay for less than a month, and you're already participating in a martial arts ceremony. Isn't that a bit too much? You should at least learn for a year or two."

Qingque didn't quite understand. The Starry Sky Train had been in the Immortal Boat for less than a month, and March 7th had only a dozen days to practice sword skills, yet he dared to participate in the martial arts ceremony.

"That's enough. Sanyueqi's current strength is enough to win the championship. If he practices for a few more days, he'll be bullying a child."

Yan Qing no longer had any expectations for the martial arts ceremony. He just hoped that San Yue Qi would give him some face and not kill him instantly with a few basic attacks. It would be too embarrassing.

After all, I am the master. I will fight fiercely for dozens of rounds, and then I will lose slightly in a duel. Then I will smile with relief and say a few words of teachings from my elders.

This is the most ideal way for the protagonist's master to be defeated in the battle between master and apprentice after being surpassed in the story. This ending is the most dignified.

It seems that Yanqing has read a lot of vernacular novels, they are so classic.

"Yanqing doesn't seem like the type to joke, so..."

"Sister, you really are the legendary genius who rules the world for eternity. When the martial arts ceremony is performed, we will definitely go to support you."

Qingque had some understanding of the future Sword Master Yanqing. Although he was Jingyuan's apprentice, he did not learn Jingyuan's tactfulness, but was rather rigid.

I am definitely not exaggerating when I say this, I mean March 7 is really a genius.

Although it is unlikely to break through the martial arts ceremony, I think I should be able to achieve some success in swordsmanship and at least get a ranking.

After only learning sword for a dozen days, Qingque had already exaggerated his imagination of Sanyueqi's talent as much as possible.

"Haha, March 7th can be what it is today thanks to our powerful teaching staff. These two are Jing Yuan's apprentice and Huai Yan's granddaughter, this one is the former Sword Master, and these two are Heita and Ruan Mei from the Genius Club..."

"And of course, there's me too. San Yueqi's current situation has nothing to do with her efforts. It's all thanks to my Deep Blue."

There is nothing wrong with this. On the surface, March 7's strength is the result of his own hard work, but in fact, what he can learn depends on what skills he has selected.

On March 7th, you only need to train hard in the morning and kill demons when you go to bed at night. There are many things to consider when it comes to star skill points.

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"Young lady boss, this—isn't it? I've heard that Xianzhou has a profound tea culture and a way of entertaining guests."

"That's weird. Am I not a guest? Am I a guest or not?"

[Scott's companion mission] has begun

"Guest, you..."

Meng Ming, the young proprietress of Buyehou, felt that the company employees in front of her were just looking for trouble. She had just launched a new product of tea, and no one had said anything bad about it yet.

"It would be great if Sister Tingyun were here..."

Faced with such a customer, Meng Ming might be a little at a loss, but Tingyun must have a good way to deal with it. In the future, I will have to ask Sister Tingyun how to deal with such a troublesome customer.

"Don't call me a guest. You don't even consider me a guest. I want tea that's 'not too hot, not too cold, and tastes just right,' but the tea you serve is either cold or scalding. You guys on Xianzhou really don't know how to treat your guests!"

"Besides, your tea tastes like muddy water, and you still dare to charge me money? Aren't you bullying an honest person?"

Ah Xing on the side could hardly bear to listen any longer. Scott didn't look like an honest man at all.