"Oh? Isn't this Master Hong? I heard that you were in seclusion, but I didn't expect you to be here in person today."

Xiao Wuming seemed to notice Hong Xingchao on the other side and greeted him with a smile.

"Of course, our Sword Sect will not be absent from such a grand event." Hong Xingchao replied indifferently: "But you, who will not do anything without profit, are you trying to take this opportunity to recruit disciples for your Tianxiahui?"

"A good bird chooses a tree to inhabit. If those young talents really want to join Tianxiahui, I will welcome them." Xiao Wuming smiled.

"You haven't changed at all. You are still so picky." Hong Xingchao was quite disdainful.

"I can't compare with Master Hong. Each disciple is carefully selected. It's a pity that the Sword Sect is short of resources and can't afford to support these geniuses. I remember that this year, several disciples of the Sword Sect turned to our Tianxiahui because of unfair treatment. I wonder what Master Hong thinks?" Xiao Wuming didn't change his face.

"Hmph! They are just some crooked melons and jujubes. What's wrong with giving them to you? My Sword Sect never needs waste." Hong Xingchao said coldly.

Unconsciously, the tension between the two became stronger and stronger, so that both sides began to be hostile to each other, and they were ready to fight if they disagreed.

"That's true. Master Hong is too arrogant, so how could he care about losing a few useless disciples?"

Xiao Wuming said sarcastically: "But it is precisely these disciples who have made great progress since they came to my Tianxia Association. Perhaps... they are not used to the local environment in Jianzong?"

"Master Xiao, you are good at talking, but it's not a big deal."

Hong Xingchao said coldly: "Since it's a martial arts competition, let's see for ourselves. Do you dare to fight with me on stage and open the eyes of these young people?"

"Master Hong is so interested, I, Xiao, will accompany you. It just so happens that I also want to see if your swordsmanship is as powerful as the rumors say." Xiao Wuming smiled faintly, not afraid at all.

One is the second on the top list, and the other is the third on the top list.

There is not much difference between the two sides. If they really fight, it is still unknown who will win.

"Two sect masters, please be patient."

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhang Yuzhen, who is caught in the middle, hurriedly smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Today is a competition among the younger generation. You two are the leaders of a sect. You will not steal the limelight from the younger generation. In my opinion, this matter needs to be considered in the long run."

"Master Zhang makes sense."

Xiao Wuming nodded: "Let's not make trouble here today. If Sect Master Hong really wants to compete, it's better to let the disciples compete."

"Okay." Hong Xingchao said coldly: "But since it is a competition, we have to add some stakes."

"Oh? I wonder how Sect Master Hong plans to bet?" Xiao Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's very simple. If our Sword Sect wins, all the swords in your Weapon Storage Pavilion will belong to our Sword Sect." Hong Xingchao said.

"No problem." Xiao Wuming curled his lips: "But if our disciples of Tianxiahui win, then please hand over your Wuxin Sword Art, Master Hong!"

Wuxin is the secret of the Sword Sect. Only the core disciples can get it. It is also the foundation of the Sword Sect. JrNovels.com