Although Zhan Wuque's cultivation was completely lost, his soul was incomplete, and his strength was not as good as before, his arrogance in his bones was not wiped out at all.

He has never bowed his knees since his rebirth.

Martial arts, what is martial arts?

Cultivation is to go against the will of heaven.

If you don’t have a fearless heart, how can you talk about practicing? How can you talk about breakthroughs?

It is this fearless heart that can make great progress in the war in the previous life, and its cultivation level soars, and eventually break the taboos and be ranked among the gods.

He does things based on his own heart.

If you don’t want to do it, don’t do it, don’t say it, and don’t explain it to anyone.

"Someone has such a great deal of face. This is the first time I have seen him sitting toast someone." Zhao Gao saw that Zhan Wuque did not get up and said sarcastically.

"Oh, then you saw it today."

Zhan Wuque replied lightly, his face calm.

"you……"!

Zhao Gao's face changed and his anger surged.

"Forget it, Brother Zhao, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Long Jiaojiao said to stop him, and her eyes were full of disgust when she looked at Zhan Wuque.

She had already begun to regret bringing Zhan Wuque over, which was simply embarrassing.

Should I find a reason to drive him away?

Long Jiaojiao couldn't help thinking in her heart, she was upset when she saw Zhan Wuque.

"Today is Jiaojiao's birthday, otherwise..., hum"!

Zhao Gao couldn't help Long Jiaojiao's face, so he had to sit down with regret.

"Brother Zhao has carefully prepared a birthday gift? Take it out and take it out and take a look," Feng Yu said on the side.

Feng Yu, great-grandson of the President of the Hanlin Academy, has a very good personal relationship with Zhao Gao. He had previously ridiculed Zhan Wuque with everyone in a roadside restaurant.

"Yes, yes, take it out and take a look."

Someone laughed at the side.

"Well, let you open your eyes." Thinking of the gift he prepared, Zhao Gao's eyes showed a hint of complacent expression.

With a slap in the storage bag, a three-foot long sword fell into his hand.

"Is this..."?

Long Jiao's petite mouth exclaimed in surprise.

"Semi-mysterious weapon"!

As Zhao Gao's voice gradually dissipated, bursts of air-drinking sounds suddenly sounded in the field.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Gao spoke slowly, "This sword was made by Master Wei when he was sprinting to the mysterious level in his early years. Its power is even better than that of an ordinary semi-mysterious level weapon."

"What"!

"This sword actually came from Master Wei's hand"!

"Master Wei, is Master Wei from the Weapon Tower? Oh my God"!

Everyone was shocked.

"Brother Zhao, this thing is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Long Jiaojiao said without saying goodbye, but her eyes were staring at the sword, with a deep reluctance in her eyes.

This is a semi-mysterious long sword!

It was made by Master Wei again, and its value doubled, and it is hard to find.

"Jiaojiao, don't be too dissatisfied between you and me. This thing is my intention, please accept it."

Zhao Gao said affectionately and handed the sword to Long Jiaojiao.

Long Jiaojiao's face turned slightly red, but she didn't say anything to refuse. She took the long sword and put it in her hand to play with it. She smiled happily and couldn't let go of her love.

"Brother Zhao is really generous in his actions. He is a banquet in heaven and earth, and a semi-mysterious sword, which makes us ashamed."

"That's right, we are more than a little different from Brother Zhao."

"Young Master Zhao is so nice to Miss Long, we are almost envious of you."

A girl spoke sourly.

Zhao Gao laughed loudly, his eyes full of complacent expressions.

Suddenly, he saw Zhan Wuque sitting in the corner without saying a word, and a curved curved across the corner of his mouth and asked, "I wonder what you think of this sword?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone was quiet and looked at the boy in the corner.

They were curious about how the local buns from this ninth-class country would answer.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Wuque didn't even raise his head and spoke lightly, "This sword is too ordinary."

What?

Zhao Gao was stunned on the spot.

Long Jiaojiao looked stunned.

The others began to wonder if they had an ear problem.

The semi-mysterious-level sword refined by Master Wei himself actually received a "too average" evaluation in the mouth of this local bun?

Is there anything wrong?

Everyone looked ugly.

"Do you know who Master Wei is? You dare to talk nonsense here"!

Someone spoke and asked loudly.

"He is a warrior from a small country. It is understandable that he doesn't know Master Wei," Zhao Gao sneered, "Let me tell you."

"Master Wei, the elder of the weapon tower, has reached the level of master's skill. He can refine the lower-grade mysterious weapon. Even the medium-grade weapon is somewhat sure. Looking at the entire Tianlong Empire, even the hundreds of countries around the border, you can still rank the top number."

"Now, do you know how Master Wei exists? You were simply insulting a weapon refining master just now, and you didn't quickly admit your mistake and apologize"!

Zhao Gao said proudly.

Long Jiaojiao couldn't help but look at her admiration, feeling that Zhao Gao was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. When she looked at Zhan Wuque again, she couldn't help but shake her head, even Master Wei didn't know it.

Why is the gap between people so big?

"Don't apologize yet"?!

Feng Yu followed behind and said, "If not, Master Wei will listen to what he said today, I will not be spared."

There was a faint threat in his tone.

"I said it's average, I'm just trying to save you some face. In fact, this sword seems to me."

"Just garbage"!

Zhan Wuque spoke lightly, his face still not changing at all.

With just one glance, he knew that this sword was a failed product refined by Master Wei when he was sprinting to the mysterious level.

To put it nicely, it is a semi-finished product.

To put it bluntly, it is just a waste thrown on the ground.

I'm afraid Master Wei has never seen it directly, let alone Zhan Wuque?

It was average that Zhan Wuque was for Long Jiaojiao's sake. After all, the other party looked like he couldn't let go of it. He couldn't say that the sword seemed to him just garbage thrown on the ground.

However, these people have been aggressive and self-righteous, and Zhan Wuque has to tell the truth.

Jiang Chenming       As soon as this said, everyone's faces changed, and their anger surged in their hearts and rushed into their minds.

The priceless sword in their eyes was actually called garbage by a local bun?

Long Jiaojiao's face turned pale, and for a moment, she felt that the sword in her hand was a little hot.

She was very happy just now. According to Zhan Wuque's words, wasn't she smiling at a garbage?

Zhao Gao snorted coldly, "Some people are really typical of not eating grapes and saying that grapes are sour. Their poor acting skills are funny."

"I will definitely pass this to Master Wei intact. I want to see how you explain it to the master at that time."

Feng Yudao, with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"You are wrong. Not only do I not need an explanation, Master Wei will come to the door to apologize to me," Zhan Wuque said with a chuckling on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha ha ha ha"!

Everyone was angry and laughed.

They have never seen such a arrogant person.
To be continued...