Fairy, I really am a villain!

I told you, it’s not that I’m too bad, it’s that those two guys are too strong!

The man thought of the days when he was abused in the training room, and looked at Jiang Xizhi again. Suddenly he felt full of confidence and straightened his back.

The competition ended here. Jiang Xizhi was silent for a while, but he was not angry or annoyed. He bowed and said, "Brother Fang is not only an expert in swordsmanship, but he has also cultivated the Shocking World Book to such a high level. I deserve to lose."

Shocking book!

One of the top-level skills for the awakening period, with external and internal skills, force conversion methods, three-style awakening three-style external sword moves, boxing, palm techniques and body techniques...

After hearing these words, the onlookers' gazes at him suddenly became reasonable, as it turned out that this young man was also a child of an aristocratic family.

"It all depends on the convenience of internal strength." Fang Xiwen knew that he was praising her openly but criticizing her secretly, so she just followed his words.

But I won, are you angry?

In fact, in terms of swordsmanship, the two are similar.

Jiang Xizhi's swordsmanship was even more sophisticated, but he could not resist Jingshishu's quick recovery. Combined with his body movements, he took the guy away with a series of moves.

"That's not what I meant. Brother Fang is too modest." Seeing him so frank, Jiang Xizhi felt a little embarrassed. "I don't know what to call you, Brother Fang?"

This is actively helping him become famous. Sincerity really is the killer skill.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen was so excited that he almost rubbed his hands like a fly.

The man had long thought of a nickname that was nice, domineering and catchy, and he had finally waited for this moment!

"My sword energy... huh?"

He saw something flying towards him from a distance. Fang Xiwen subconsciously stretched out his sword and drew a circle. He pointed in the air and picked up the cloth-like object in his hand. His face suddenly turned black.

It’s a red bellyband embroidered with peacock gold patterns!

He knew who did it without thinking, so he looked at the crowd angrily and found that Jiang Xingchu had just turned over and jumped onto the beam, like a cat stealing fish, and his figure disappeared in the distance in an instant.

"Ahhh, Master Fang, please take mine too!"

"I want me too!"

He didn't expect the women here to be so bold. Some of them actually took out their underwear and threw it at him, bringing with it a faint fragrance, and some of them almost hit him.

Fang Xiwen's face turned green, and the words he had just spoken got stuck in his throat. He looked at Master Canglang for help.

"Brother Fang, I wish you good luck."

Jiang Xizhi was trying not to laugh, and looked a little embarrassed. After looking around, he didn't dare to stay for long. He bowed and left immediately.

At some point, all the girls on the shore rushed towards him, and for a moment, the air was filled with singing birds and the fragrance of flowers.

The strong smell of powder overwhelmed him again.

Along with him, the heart full of ambition and passion that had roamed the world also passed away.

...

...

Staying in the small courtyard, the starry night is lonely.

Today's plan to become famous was unexpectedly successful. Two games were played. In the first game, Fang Xiwen was defeated in one move. In the second game, the two teams were evenly matched, and in the end, Fang Xiwen won by a small margin.

Such a record was very convincing, and with so many people watching, the whole Zhoushan City soon knew about it.

It just so happened that Jiang Xizhi was the third young master of the Jiang family. Not long after Fang Xiwen returned to the back courtyard in the afternoon, someone delivered the invitation to her.

The original plan was to use it for another one or two days. Jiang Xizhi had a certain influence on the advance payment, but more of it came from the red bellyband.

"Hahahahaha!"

In the living room of the wing, Jiang Xingchu pounded the table crazily, laughing so hard that his body shook. "What did they call you? Say it again?"

"The Wind and Rain Sword!"

“Ahahahaha! Sorry, I didn’t expect it would have such a big impact—” Jiang Xingchu laughed so hard that he fell off his chair, holding his stomach and rolling on the ground, “It’s quite consistent with your sword moves, isn’t it? Ouch, my stomach hurts.”

Seeing her like this, Fang Xiwen was so angry that he wanted to burn through his belly, and he grabbed the bellyband and threw it at her, "Asshole, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?

Now everyone calls me by this name when they see me!! "

He managed to escape with great difficulty using his martial arts skills, and when he came back he saw the culprit smiling at him.

After a long while, Jiang Xingchu stopped laughing, sat up with his bellyband, blinked and looked at him, "Then, what did you originally want to be called?

"A long river of sword energy." Fang Xiwen sat up straight.

“Ahahahaha!” The girl laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes. She wiped her eyes and said, “What an old-fashioned name! I don’t think it’s as good as Feng Liu Jian—”

"Still yelling, still yelling!"

"Go and form a pair with Master Canglang, you two are really a perfect match—"

"Jiang Xingchu, I'm going to fight you!!"

Chapter 82 How Can I Become Your Lover?

In the living room of the wing.

"Young Master Fang, Mr. Fang, Brother Xiwen~" Jiang Xingchu bent her elbows to massage him and said in a charming voice, "Please forgive me, I didn't mean it."

"Yes, it was the bellyband that flew towards me by itself."

"She saw how popular you are, so she got jealous," Jiang Xingchu changed to using her fingers to rub and pinch his shoulders, her voice soft, "Girls' feelings are like this, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of occasion."

"Harder."

"Good~"

Due to years of manipulating and practicing star lines, as well as being proficient in a variety of musical instruments, Jiang Xingchu's fingers are much more flexible than those of ordinary people.

Originally Fang Xiwen planned to ignore her today, but the massage she gave her was so comfortable.

Those slender white fingers pressed on his shoulders, moving rhythmically like playing a musical instrument, with a faint fragrance, and even the muscle groups made cheering sounds.

"Brother Xiwen, have you forgiven me?"

"No. A little further down."

"Good~"

After doing her best to help him relax his shoulders, arms, and fingers, Jiang Xingchu turned to him, put her hands behind her back, and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling better?"

"You don't have to press it if you don't want to. I reserve the right to be angry."

Fang Xiwen knew what she meant and simply waved her hand to send her away.

I have a good reputation in the world, how can you pay me back for what you owe me?

Seeing that he was so single, Jiang Xingchu couldn't get angry. She pinched his nose and massaged him for a while, gnashing her teeth secretly.

I have never served my mother like this, how dare this fool be so arrogant...

One day, I will make you pay me back a hundred or a thousand times!

After quietly turning his head to observe for a while, Fang Xiwen saw that her anger meter was about to break the limit, so he waved his hand just in time and said, "Forget it, it's just like that, you can go and have a rest.

Ugh--"

Jiang Xingchu's blood pressure almost exploded after hearing this long sigh. He squeezed out a sound from between his teeth, "Xi, Wen, brother, brother, are you dissatisfied with something?"

"Look, it's urgent.

In fact, you should ask me what I am satisfied with. Your skills are the worst among all the people who have given me massage.

Forget it, it’s too much to ask the Saint of the Demon Cult to serve others...”

Fang Xiwen's method of yin and yang has long been perfected. He is familiar with the six virtues of a gentleman: 'anxiety, filial piety, joy, decency, clams, and winning', and his main feature is to cause repetition and disgust.

"What do you want?" The girl pinched his shoulders and shook him hard.

"With service like the one we just provided, it wouldn't be excessive to do it a few times a day, right?" He finally revealed his true colors.

"Hmph, didn't you say forget it?" Jiang Xingchu let go of his hand, hugged his chest and sneered.

"It's not about what I want, but what you can give me," Fang Xiwen shook his head and sighed, "I'm not short of money, and I'm not interested in any Star Palace. This is all you are worth to me."

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu clenched his fists until they made a creaking sound and left angrily.

Seeing her walk out of the door, Fang Xiwen's body instantly went limp, "Huh, it feels so good... I'll find a chance to ask her for the technique, and let Ying Shi learn it and serve me."

His dog-like nature regained the upper hand and he laughed a few times.

The most important preparations for the martial arts competition have been completed. As for the subsequent equipment inventory... just set aside some time.

He casually called up the operation panel, clicked on [Character List], looked at the three available characters, and selected [Starfall Goddess].

[Cultivation: Four orifices (eyes and ears have two orifices each)]

[External Kung Fu: Falling Star Suspended Silk (16.3%), Cloud Palace Heavenly Sound (5.7%), ??? ? ]

[Lifting Method: Sparse Shadow Sky Weaving (5.6%)]

[Internal Strength Method: ???]

【Measurements: ???】

The light skill named "Sparse Shadows Sky Weaving" cooperates well with the star line, and is good at concealment, which makes up for his current shortcomings. He is good at assassination and escape.

The proficiency level of "Falling Stars and Hanging Silk" is low, so it can only serve as a control skill temporarily. It cannot be used as the main means of attack like Jiang Xingchu.

"Yungong Tianyin" is a martial art related to music. He knows a thing or two about music. By asking Jiang Xingchu for advice, he can get a general idea of ​​it, which can be used as an auxiliary means.

This contract is still very useful. This alone is not enough to help Jiang Xingchu...

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, an illusory voice sounded in the air. He clicked on the prompt page and a line of text popped up:

[The spiritual resonance is strong, and the summoning conditions have been met]

"As expected, deepening the connection with the surroundings can strengthen the resonance with the spiritual realm... How come this is a bit like a means of advancing to the outer scene?"

Fang Xiwen suppressed the doubts in his heart, walked back to his room, tidied it up, and then tidied his appearance in front of the bronze mirror.

After making some mental preparations, he chose [Summon the Azure Sword Immortal in the Spiritual Realm].

As his fingertips fell, a woman in green suddenly appeared, with a cold aura, as if the color of the world was replaced by a touch of indifferent gray.