Evil King

Chapter 163 The competition has already begun!

The prince and Song Laosan on one side were a little bit slanderous in their hearts: As I said just now, this is something that everyone knows on the mainland, and it has actually become ‘somewhat knowledgeable’! Does this also require insight?

Besides, the prairie eagle condor has been able to fight against the snow mountain group of eagles alone for many years, but the wind and sword god Feng Juanyun has also wiped out the prairie wolves many times, and the record is no less than that of the eagle. Why is it worthy of a name? !

However, these two people are all human beings. I have heard something from the conversation between Jun Moxie and Ying Bokong. I think of the grand master of the eight Grand Great Masters who dominate the world. They all sat up in a precarious manner, where they dared to raise objections. opinion?

“In addition to the above eight recognized Grand Great Masters, there is also a Assassin Supreme, Chu Weeping Soul.” Speaking of this name, Jun Moxie couldn’t help but feel relaxed and fascinated: How good an assassin is to be called Assassin Supreme? ?

I don’t know whose strength is higher than that of the evil monarch in the previous life? ! Really… very curious.

Upon thinking of this, Jun Moxie had a strong sense of warfare in his heart: The so-called so-called one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, in the same industry, naturally two supreme lords are not allowed! This is especially true in the killer business! As for Jun Moxie, the Evil King, who was the number one assassin in the world in his previous life, could he tolerate someone being pressed on his head? The answer is naturally no!

At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly felt faintly in his heart that he and that killer supreme Chu Weeping Soul, I’m afraid there will be a battle sooner or later! This seems to be a fateful battle, inevitable!

“Youth boy, although you have a good experience, the old man still doesn’t agree with what you said before, the theory of persistence.” Although Ying Bokong is questioning, his tone has obviously eased a lot…

“This is very easy to explain. Why did I propose at the end that Eagle Fight is fighting against thousands of vultures in Daxue Mountain? This is actually the truth!”

Jun Moxie sighed a little: “The vulture on the top of Xuefeng, as everyone knows, is not an ordinary vulture; it is a real profound beast. Although it is a little lower in rank, it can be used by thousands of low-level profound beasts. The attack effect caused is powerful enough to change from quantity to qualitative change. We all know that practicing and fighting there can cultivation the profound strength in the body, and the biting cold alone is enough to promote people’s profound strength. Progress step by step. Moreover, if you have to deal with so many vultures at the same time, if you can finally defeat them, you will definitely increase your actual combat experience. Moreover, you can also observe the flight path and attack movements of the vultures. Comprehend the own moves from it.”

As Jun Moxie said, Ying Bokong smiled and nodded, deeply touching my heart: “Yes, this is indeed a good way.” Seeing the look on his face, Jun Moxie suddenly wanted to slap his face. The impulse of saliva: Look at your triumphant look, no matter how you say it is a generation of Great Master, wouldn’t it be a little reserved? Whoever has not seen you is the Prairie Eagle Condor Fighting! He even pretends to be mysterious! Of course, that kid Yang Mo is an exception!

Jun Moxie suddenly realized a truth: It turns out that whether it is an ordinary person or an official, whether it is a rogue or a Great Master, they all like to wear a high hat. Look at the person in front of me, how comfortable is it for me to shoot? I wonder if this is the “De Gaulle” of this world? !

“Therefore, the Eagle Bokong practice method, although the process is extremely dangerous, it is easy to kill the eagle belly, but it is a shortcut to practice. As the so-called wealth and danger seeks, the Eagle Bokong can think of this, it is worthy of it. Great Master!”Jun Moxie forcefully resisted the feeling of vomiting in his heart, enthusiastically praised, and took the shots at his own expense. Although this thing was disgusting, it was better than the low cost, and it didn’t cost anything.

Ying Bokong smiled with satisfaction. He knew that his hard work did not bother to be recognized by others, but he was so sought after today. It is natural to say that he is unhappy.

“But!” Jun Moxie was able to stop, and the conversation turned sharply: “Since this is a shortcut to success, there are so many smart people in the world, can others not think of it? In fact, Yu Xuefeng has practiced since ancient times. I believe it is not just Ying Bokong alone. But only Ying Bokong has become the Eight Grand Great Master, and the others are unknown! What does this show?”

Ying Bokong was photographed and ironed all over, and he blurted out: “Because those people are dead!” Thinking of the bones buried by the snow on the top of Xuefeng, Ying Bokong was a little bit sorrowful at the same time, but most of them were proud.

“Yes! This senior is right!” Jun Moxie praised: “A shortcut is never equal to a smooth journey. Those people are dead, buried in the snow peak, and even become food for vultures, with no bones left.”

“They found the right direction and chose the right method, and they are also extremely persistent. It can even be said that each of them is more persistent than Ying Bokong, because they have been persistent until the moment of their death!”

“But the world only knows Ying Bokong, but few people know who they are! So the practice of Ying Bokong on the top of Xuefeng is a good story, not any of them. The reason is only one thing, because Ying Bokong succeeded. They failed! It’s that simple.” Jun Moxie smiled.

“The so-called anecdotes of successful people have become inspirational stories one after another, not because of the stories themselves, but because the protagonists in these stories finally succeeded, so there are stories. But at the same time they have the same experience and even People who are more persistent, harder and more desperate than them, their experiences can also become stories, even more song and tear, even more shocking. But only because they eventually failed, they were buried.”

“Everyone can have a story, and even everyone can become a legend, but there must be a prerequisite-you have to succeed first! Wealth is a bodily enjoyment, while poverty is a spiritual enjoyment. The only difference The difference is that to enjoy poverty, only the rich who have worked hard from poverty are eligible. The poverty of the poor is just suffering!”

Jun Moxie said so much in one breath, feeling a little dry. Grabbing the teapot, he drank a big meal from mouth to mouth. But everyone around didn’t feel that his behavior was rude. On the contrary, everyone was thinking with a face, slowly chewing the deep meaning of his words.

“In the final analysis, it is still a sentence. Although Song Laosan has worked hard, paid, and is persistent, his wine, or in the eyes of ordinary people, is a good wine, but it is not necessarily the best.” Jun Moxie finally turned the topic. After going around, a paragraph, not only holding Ying Bokong, but finally returning to beating Song Lao San at the end.

It can be said that this big circle of Jun Moxie is extremely ingenious.

When Jun Moxie saw Ying Bokong, he was already doubting his identity. When he called the Sky Profound Mid-rank Cultivation Base of Po Song Lao San, Jun Moxie had already determined five points in his heart. By talking about the Eight Grand Great Master, I have a little bit of temptation, and when it comes to the fight between Ying Bokong and Feng Juanyun, from the reaction of Ying Bokong, there is no suspense…

This person is Ying Bokong!

I believe that even the prince and Song Laosan have already seen this point. If Jun Moxie can’t see it anymore, he might as well just buy a piece of tofu and smash it to death.

The most wonderful thing is that Yingbokong has always concealed his identity and has no intention of revealing his identity, but Jun Moxie started to praise him before revealing his identity. This point really made Yingbokong extremely useful!

If a profound energy expert such as Song Lao San and his ilk uttered these words, the effect would be far inferior to Jun Moxie. Because what Jun Moxie showed at this moment is completely a crappy, incompetent character, and such a character can actually comment on the pros and cons of Ying Bokong and Feng Juanyun in such a “fair” manner, then, Wouldn’t other people know it better?

This makes Ying Bokong, who has never defeated Fengchuangyun in his life, been in a tie situation, how can he not be used? Seeing him squinting his eyes, nodding his head vigorously, and looking light and fluttering all over, he has already proved the “power” of Jun Moxie’s words.

This kid, the more I look at it, the more I feel… pleasing to the eye!

“As you said, whether the wine is good or bad, it is still to be tasted, rather than boasted.” Song Lao San was a little depressed. I took out the wine by myself and shared my experience, which aroused everyone’s unanimous approval. Apart from other things, if it was the time to fight wine, even if the wines of both sides had the same taste, but with own foreshadowing, the winner must belong to himself!

As for this kid, I didn’t say anything about being late. As soon as I came in, a few words made the sky angry and people complained, but after a little talk, with some false reasoning, the whole trend of the limelight was changed!

Although what he said is quite reasonable…

On the surface, the two did not mention fighting wine, but in fact, since Song Laosan proposed the origin of own wine, the competition has already begun!

And Jun Moxie’s remarks were just the elimination of the fight, and the slight advantage that Song Lao San had was wiped out!

This is creating momentum!

But while building momentum, Jun Moxie pursued the maximization of profits. It was this prairie eagle god, eagle fighting the air! In the turbulent days of Tianxiang City, the attitude of the eagle to fight the air is enough to reverse the overall situation! Even Jun Moxie planned to use the profound pill from Ying Bokong’s mouth, and slowly laid the foundation…

“Yes, yes, wine tasting is serious now! Who is better and who is inferior, who wins and who loses, is the first rank.” The prince laughed heartily. Compared with Song Laosan, under the prestige of Ying Bokong, He is fairly calm and composed. After all, he is the nobleman of the royal family. Although Ying Bokong is famous in the world, he is in a different circle, admiring or admiring it, but when it comes to other things, he may not have much feeling.

Even if I feel it, there is nothing I can do about it! How can the emperor of any country instigate people like Ying Bokong? In other words, if the eagle fights to kill himself, no matter whether he is prepared or not, or how he is prepared, it will eventually be inevitable. It is better to let the flow go, neither deliberately offend nor deliberately solicit. When I think about it, I feel calm.

“Yes, persistence does not necessarily lead to success. But those who succeed are bound to persist!” Ying Bokong closed his eyes and considered for a long time before slowly uttering this sentence, and said with a sigh: “Listen. When you say something, you feel that admiring someone because of something before is really unnecessary!”Uh? ! Jun Moxie was a little surprised, but he didn’t expect that he would speak this prairie eagle god so pretentiously for his own use. Thinking like this in my heart, I said in my mouth: “Yes, we only need to recognize our own goal and move forward step by step. As for whether the predecessors have fallen and whether the descendants can keep up, we don’t need to care at all, let alone. Because we What we care about most is whether we can finally reach the top, and nothing else!”

“Good point!” Ying Bokong laughed: “What we care most is whether we can climb to the top and nothing else! Just for this sentence, let’s be a big white! Wine!”

Jun Moxie laughed, and reached out to give in, motioning to taste Song Lao San’s wine first. This action made the prince and the other three people startled. Tasting wine and dishes should not be preconceived.

Human feelings, especially this kind of stimulating game, are more important. If two wines that are exactly the same regardless of taste and material are compared, then the first one will definitely win!

Is he really so confident? Several people looked at Jun Moxie, and a big question mark rose in their hearts.

Song Lao San didn’t hesitate, waved his hand, the faint blue flashed almost imperceptibly, and the four wine glasses fell at the same time, quietly placed in front of everyone.

This hand skill, like clouds and flowing water, is naturally extremely smooth, and it is extremely unrestrained and easy to do, so that the young son Yang Mo’s two big eyes are full of admiration.

The mud seal slapped open, and the rich aroma of wine overflowed in an instant. Both Wang Ye and Ying Bokong couldn’t help closing their eyes and took a deep breath.

These two people are wine lovers, and they are also people who taste the fine wines of the world. There is no way. They are there. One is the prince of a country and the other is the Grand Great Master of the world. They want to drink. , What wine can’t drink! ?

Before tasting, taste the fragrance!

“It’s really the best wine!” Ying Bokong said faintly: “It really deserves to be the Great Master in the wine. I have spent years of energy. Just smelling this scent is already refreshing. Because of the wine I have drunk. In theory, there are at most two or three types that can be compared with it!”

Jun Moxie frowned. Although the aroma of the wine seemed to be mellow, it was too rich. It’s like that high-end perfume, if you just sprinkle a little on your body, it is enough to make people think about it, and it looks noble and elegant, but if it is sprinkled on a bottle… it is pungent and disgusting, but it is out of conventional wisdom.

Song Shang held the wine jar with both hands, his expression was solemn, with a Sacred expression on his face. The blue light flashed, and the profound energy penetrated the bottom of the altar. Under the agitation, a bright wine arrow flew out, and fell straight into a white jade wine glass.

Then there was the second wine glass…The four glasses were all filled, and the wine arrows seemed to never stop flowing, creating a gorgeous and scented rainbow in mid-air, but not a single drop was spilled into the glass. Outside.

“Please!” Song Laosan raised his hand, but he didn’t lift the cup in front of him. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)