The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

Chapter 101 Someone is making trouble
  When Chu Zicheng said this, his expression was very calm, and he was more serious than ever.

Ye Xuanxin was stunned for a moment. It was rare to see Senior Brother Chu like this. His cynical appearance faded away, and such a serious person actually looked somewhat reliable.

But the next moment, Chu Zicheng immediately responded with an expression that no one would like.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't embarrass me. If you can't beat others, don't tell others that I taught you the swordsmanship."

Ye Xuanxin shook his head. The seriousness at that moment was indeed an illusion.

"What are you shaking your head? Let's start cutting the tofu quickly. Stand far away and only use the tip of the knife to cut. But don't cut it into pieces. Cut it off. And remember to cut the tofu into regular-sized filaments. Do you understand?" Chu Zicheng asked. Mei asked.

Ye Xuanxin had a stern face and replied very seriously: "Understood."

Chu Zicheng handed the two swords back to her. Ye Xuanxin took a deep breath while holding the heavy swords.

She raised her two swords vigorously and swung them down, and the tofu was immediately split into two, becoming two trapezoids with a narrow top and a wide bottom.

Ye Xuanxin smiled awkwardly, "That was just a mistake. The knife was too heavy. I'll try again, try again."

The two knives were longer than both arms, and the blades were made of fine iron. Even if Ye Xuanxin could lift them, he still couldn't cut the tofu accurately.

Fortunately, Chu Zicheng didn't blame her too much, but put the tofu back again and motioned for her to cut it again.

Ye Xuanxin regained his confidence and slashed with two swords. The force was not like chopping tofu, but like chopping rocks.

Soon, with a messy knife skills, the tofu successfully turned into tofu dregs.

Ye Xuanxin panted and sat down, "Senior Brother Chu, why are other people's swordsmanship so handsome? They swing left and right, but when we come here, they are chopping trees and cutting tofu." , not handsome at all."

"What do you know? They are all fake tricks. They mainly rely on their own cultivation. Only a very small number of people can use weapons to the extreme." Chu Zicheng said matter-of-factly.

Ye Xuanxin became curious and asked: "Senior Brother Chu, who do you think uses the weapon best? Can you use the weapon to the extreme?"

"I think, I use it very well myself. I have never seen someone who can use it better than me. But even I can't use the weapon to the extreme. I have never seen anyone who can use the weapon to the extreme. Among people, monks generally pay more attention to cultivation."

Chu Zicheng praised himself again invisibly, but his words were not unreasonable.

Ye Xuanxin nodded thoughtfully, "Senior Brother Chu, is my senior sister someone who can use weapons very well? Who is more powerful, you or her?"

"Of course it's me!"

As Chu Zicheng said this, he looked around carefully and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Qian Shu was not there.

"Don't be lazy, practice hard and try to cut the tofu for me within one day! There are still seven days before the start of the secret realm, which means you must refine the double sword within six days before you have the opportunity to stand on the ring and compete with others. It’s a showdown, do you understand?”

Ye Xuanxin nodded honestly, and raised the two knives without complaint. Fortunately, there was a piece of tofu in the basket. Ye Xuanxin divided the large piece of tofu into several smaller portions, and then cut them into pieces.

The tofu has changed into various shapes, triangular, quadrilateral, and even bean foam.

Chu Zicheng: ...covered his face.

Because I cut a lot of tofu in the morning, today’s lunch is fried tofu.

Fortunately, Ye Xuanxin's tofu was getting better and better. She said enthusiastically: "Give me another hundred days, I will definitely be able to cut tofu as perfect as Senior Brother Chu." Senior Brother Chu, who had already eaten a lot of tofu, said that there was no need for it. .

Ye Xuanxin hummed a little tune and put the remaining tofu on the table. The air in the backyard was fresh, the keelgrass was growing luxuriantly, and it was a prosperous scene.

"Whoa-"

Just when Ye Xuanxin turned around, the spicy tofu in the porcelain bowl on the table fell to the ground and shattered together with the porcelain bowl.

Ye Xuanxin was stunned for a moment and looked at the culprit. The whip was golden in color, like a long and thin snake, and the barbs on the whip shimmered in the sunlight.

Ye Xuanxin looked up along the whip. He saw a familiar blue dress. Looking up further, he saw Chen Ling'er's face with anger and contempt.

"It's you?"

Before Ye Xuan finished asking her question, the golden whip started swinging again and hit her in the face.

Ye Xuanxin subconsciously stretched out his arms to resist, but was still a step too late. At this moment, a dart flew from an unknown angle. The dart deflected the whip slightly, just avoiding Ye Xuanxin.

"Who's meddling here?"

Chen Ling'er frowned and glared angrily, only to see a young man in black with a high ponytail looking at her coldly.

Chen Ling'er muttered, "Disciple of Wuliang Dao Sect? What are you doing here? What I'm looking for today is the Qianqiu Sect and you have nothing to do with it."

"How come you have nothing to do with me? Where did you come from as a rookie? How dare you come here to act wild? And you bully half of my apprentice?"

Chu Zicheng stretched out his hand, and a black dragon snake whip appeared in his hand.

Chen Ling'er looked at the black whip and thought of what had just happened, and her eyes suddenly became filled with anger.

"Is this whip from your Wuliang Dao Sect mass-produced?"

Chu Zicheng swung the whip, "So what? It's enough to beat you. Either you apologize, or I'll beat you until you apologize."

Chen Ling'er suddenly felt humiliated, "You know who I am, you know who my mother is, you dare to talk to me like this, I'm afraid you will die!"

Chu Zicheng asked, "Then who are you and who is your mother? Tell me."

Chen Ling'er raised her chin and said proudly: "I am the daughter of Head Mo, Chen Ling'er. My mother is the head of Zixiao Palace. If you dare to attack me, Zixiao Palace will never let you go!"

"Hey, I thought who was being unreasonable, but it turned out to be a disciple of Zixiao Palace. Today I am really wise. It turns out that people in Zixiao Palace are only allowed to bully others, not others."

Chu Zicheng showed no fear not only on his face, but also in his heart. Even the most powerful Hundred Gods could not make him fear one bit, let alone Zixiao Palace.

"You! Who are you? Why is a disciple of Wuliang Dao Sect so arrogant? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"

Chen Ling'er had a hot temper. As he spoke, he swung the Thousand Gold Whip in his hand again. The whip of the Thousand Gold Whip had a flame on it and struck Chu Zicheng menacingly.

Chu Zicheng calmly took out a knife from his storage bag, and made a gap in the blade with the Thousand Gold Whip.

(End of this chapter)