MTL - The Strongest Sect of All Times (Eternal Strongest Sect)-Chapter 7 You can come and bite me

"You heard that, because the head of the shop visited the Fengyue place and was arrested by the authorities, the jailbreak was not a beheading faction and came to participate in the recruitment this year!"

"Isn't it? This school still exists?"

"A young man with a problem in his mind, who claims to be the second head of the Ironbone School, I guess, the highest level is only two or three paragraphs."

"The second section of Kaimai has a face to inherit the head, shouldn't we three or four sections occupy the hilltop Kaizong School?"

Xun Jun often stood in front of the city gate with a smile, and made a humorous remark in the middle two posture, which immediately caused heated discussion in Qingyang City.

Of course, just talking with a laughing stock.

The iron bone pie faction was developed under the head of Wang, and there is still a little prestige. Nowadays, it is cool to take tea, so everyone can remember it.

He walked on the streets of Qingyang City and heard their discussions, seeing the cast of disdainful eyes, Jun often laughed and sad.

Although he is a martial arts leader, the treatment is completely the same as the protagonist who passed through the waste material and was ridiculed.

I'm not right.

After crossing, they opened Golden Finger, and embarked on the culmination of genius, stepping on the demon, and marrying Bai Fumei.

How about myself?

Although he had a system, he still tied a bomb, so he was afraid that he would not die miserably or tricky enough.

Lu Lu said: "Head, do you want to find a seam to drill in?"

This woman.

Can't you comfort my injured heart?

"Hoo!"

Xi Jun often smiled and sighed with a smile, and said, "Be assured, you haven't experienced any strong winds and waves in this place, do you care about other people's private criticism?"

"Big wind and waves?"

Lu Lu whispered: "I'm afraid I haven't been in Qingyang Village since I was young."

Hehehehe.

Lao Tzu died once, is not enough storms?

Xun Jun often laughed and didn't bother to care about this cold and poisonous tongue girl, and walked to the west of the 100 recruiting and hosting.

On the way.

A lot of people point and point at the back.

Ignoring their arguments, Jun often smiled and raised his head, striding away.

This guy has an advantage.

He is a traverser and has an extraordinary face.

This should be replaced by the original Jun Chang laugh, or the warrior who cares about self-esteem, was laughed at by others with impunity, and he must be so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

Lu Lu followed, looking at the head of the wind and lightly laughing at passers-by, and secretly said: "Can you bear this?"

I can't stand it.

Because in Jun Changxiao's view, only with strength can they shut their mouths of ridicule.

Wait!

Sooner or later, one day, I will let you all talk about worship and awe when talking about the Teeth Bone Sect!

The main task given by the system, so that Jun Changxiao had to complete it. After being laughed at by passers-by, he had to complete it!

Previously passive, now active, with a fundamental difference.

Uh ...

Qingyang City is very large.

Wucheng West is also the place where hundreds of recruitments have been held in the past, and the scale is quite acceptable.

Xun Jun often came with a smile and landed. He saw a lot of tents temporarily set up on the Yanwu field, with strong and powerful martial art banners.

Dadaomen!

Golden Dragon Gang!

Elite cottage!

Xiaohu Xiaozong ...

名字 A variety of martial arts names appear dazzling.

Some boys and girls who came first, accompanied by their parents or relatives and friends, asked about the factions in detail.

The general content is--

怎么 样 How about this school?

How many members are there?

级别 What is the level of martial arts mentality for cultivation?

多 How high will martial arts be achieved in the future if you practice here?

听 After listening for a while, Jun Chang smiled and shook his head in secret and said, "Where is this one hundred recruitment? It is a job fair!"

"Head."

Lu Lu whispered: "We need to find an open space and build a door face like them, so that we can meet the recruitment requirements and attract others' attention."

Since I'm here, I have to go to the countryside to follow the custom.

Xun Jun often looked around with a smile, pointing to the empty tunnel in the distance: "It's good here."

Lu Yan looked in the direction, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "The Dadaomen on the left is the Eighth Class, and the right side of the Tigers is also Eighth Class. Are you sure you want to put the door in the middle of them?"

Xun Jun often laughed: "Since the two martial arts are inferior, it will definitely attract a lot of attention when the recruitment starts, and we can be a bit concerned if we are caught in the middle."

Lu Lu thought for a moment: "It makes sense."

"Let's go."

Xun Jun often laughed: "Go to the door."

(Landing 芊芊) came to the gap between the two eight-level martial arts, took out the cloth strips skillfully, and set up a simple tent.

The hundreds of recruitments that are held throughout the year are nothing more than a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Unless the sects and strong martial arts are built, they will be very luxurious.

For example, the Dadaomen on the left, and Tiger Xiaozong on the right.

The two martial arts can also be considered a bit of strength. The one on the door face is called a luxurious one, and it is called a magnificent one.

The simple tent put up by the head of Xun Jun was instantly turned into **** compared to others.

of course.

This is what he needs.

The two luxurious door faces are propped on the left and right, and they are rudimentary, but they can easily attract the attention of others.

Some people eat and drink.

Xun Jun often laughed that this kind of behavior is called light, scenery light.

After talking with a young man, the director of Long Knife Door saw an extra tent beside him, and said, "Which martial art is so short-sighted, dare to pierce the door in front of my long knife?"

Hu Xiaozong's people also found out.

A disciple walked up his cuffs and walked out, fiercely evil: "Grandma, dare to set up camp next to my Hu Xiaozong and eat ambitious leopard?"

As it happens, Jun Changxiao just hung up the martial banner.

After seeing the five words "Iron Bone Sect" written above, the faces of the two men were deeply disdainful.

"呸."

The disciples of Hu Xiaozong spit his mouth and said, "A martial artist who was arrested for visiting the kiln with his head, and built a door next to my Hu Xiaozong, is a shame!"

"Hey!"

The deacon of Long Knife Door pointed at Jun Changxiao www.novelbuddy.com ~ impatiently: "This is my Long Knife Door site, hurry up and set up."

The two martial arts did not take the iron bone martial arts at all, after all, it was only the Jiuliu martial art, which was a grade worse than their own.

Lu Lu said indifferently: "The venues recruited by the 100 schools have always been provided by the Qingyang city masters. When did it become the site of the Xiaobaliu school?"

Xun Jun often laughs silently.

The ninth-class class is not too small under her poisonous tongue.

My martial arts class is only ninety-nine, definitely more unsightly!

Hearing the words "Xiaoxiao Ba Liu", Deacon Nagatomon was angry, but he was speechless.

I'm pretty good.

The venue is provided by the main city of Qingyang City.

Don't talk about the Eight-Class School, even if the Seven-Class School does not dare to call it your own territory.

The disciples of Wu Huxiao Sect are also very angry, because the little **** Lu Lu said includes his martial arts.

Xun Jun often came out with a smile and rounded the field and said, "Hundred cases recruitment is about to begin. I am equivalent to one hundred cases. It should be harmonious. There is no need to stir up fire."

"If Wang is still in charge, Li will consider the Ironbone 铮铮 school as a member of the 100 Sects, but now ..." Deacon Changdaomen despised him and said, "Not even a fart!"

"Just."

Disciples of Wu Husong Zong raised an eyebrow and said, "A disciple has eaten a sect of fandom, and it should have been dissolved long ago to come to Qingyang City for some fun."

Xun Jun often smiled and changed his face. He could bear it when he was laughed at by passers-by. After all, ordinary people like to follow suit, but they couldn't bear the humiliation and satire of the two schools.

"Two."

He touched his nose and smiled: "This seat is built here today. If you don't like it, you can come and bite me, or you can get away with the tent."