Sect Leader's Bold Challenge

Have you heard? Because the Sect Leader went to the brothel, he was caught by the officials. The Iron Bone, who failed to break out of prison, came to participate in this year's recruitment!"

"No way? This sect still exists? "

"A young man with a brain problem, claiming to be the second Sect Leader of the Iron Bone, I estimate that the highest realm is only the second or third level of the meridian Opening."

"The second level of the meridian Opening has the face to inherit the Sect Leader. Us third and fourth level, can't we occupy the mountain and start a sect?"

Jun Changxiao stood in front of the city gate and said flirtatious words with a chuunibyou attitude, which immediately caused a heated discussion in Qingyang City.

Of course, it was only a heated discussion as a laughing stock.

In the past, the Iron Bone Sect still had a little prestige under the development of Sect Leader Wang. Now that people are gone, the tea is cold. It is already good to be remembered by everyone.

Walking on the streets of Qingyang City, Jun Changxiao heard their discussions and saw the contemptuous eyes cast at him.

Although he was a Sect Leader, his treatment was no different from the protagonist who transmigrated into a waste and was ridiculed by others.

No, no.

After transmigrating, he opened his golden finger and walked on the path of hanging and beating geniuses, stepping on gods and demons, and marrying a beautiful woman.

What about himself?

Although he had a system, he still had a bomb tied to him. He was afraid that when the time came, he would not die miserably enough.

Lu Qianqian said: "Sect Leader, do you want to find a hole to hide in now?"

This woman.

Can't you comfort my hurt heart?

"Hoo!"

Jun Changxiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have experienced all kinds of storms and waves, why would I care about other people's private criticism."

"Storms and waves?"

Lu Qianqian whispered: "I'm afraid you have never been out of Qingyang Village since you were young."

Hehe.

I have died once, is it not enough storms and waves?

Jun Changxiao was too lazy to pay attention to this cold, sharp-tongued woman and walked to the west side of the city where the recruitment was held.

On the way.

Many people were pointing at him behind his back.

Ignoring their discussion, Jun Changxiao walked away with his head held high and chest puffed out.

This guy has an advantage.

As a transmigrator, he had an extraordinarily thick skin.

If this were the old Jun Changxiao, or a martial artist who cared about their self-esteem, they would have vomited blood on the spot from being ridiculed by others.

Lu Qianqian followed behind. She watched as the Sect Leader calmly faced the mockery of the passersby. She thought to herself, "He can even tolerate this?"

Even if he couldn't bear it, he had to.

From Jun Changxiao's point of view, only by using strength could they shut their mouths of ridicule.

Just you wait!

Sooner or later, when you talk about Iron Bone Clan, your eyes will be filled with admiration and reverence!

Jun Changxiao had no choice but to complete the main quest given by the system. After being ridiculed by passersby, he had to complete it!

There was a fundamental difference between being passive before and being proactive now.

…

Qingyang City was huge.

The west side of the city is also the location of the previous Hundred Sect recruitment, and the scale is also quite good.

Jun Changxiao walked over with Lu Qianqian and saw that there were many temporary tents set up on the martial arts field. Vigorous and powerful sect banners were hung on them.

Great Saber Sect!

The Golden Dragon Gang!

Elite Mountain Village!

Tiger's Howl Sect …

A variety of sect names appeared in the eyes, giving people a dazzling feeling.

Some of the young boys and girls who came first, accompanied by their parents or friends, inquired about the situation of each sect in detail.

The general content was — —

How is this sect?

Are there many members?

What is the level of the martial arts cultivation method?

If you cultivate here, what level of martial arts can you achieve in the future?

After listening for a while, Jun Changxiao shook his head and secretly said, "How is this the Hundred Sect recruitment? It's simply a job fair! "

"Sect Leader."

Lu Qianqian whispered, "We have to find an open space and set up a front like them, so that we can meet the recruitment requirements and attract other people's attention."

Since they were here, they had to do as the Romans did.

Jun Changxiao looked around and pointed to the open space in the distance, "Here is good."

Lu Qianqian looked in the direction and frowned slightly, "The Great Saber Sect on the left is an eighth-rate sect, and the Tiger's Howl Sect on the right is also an eighth-rate sect. Are you sure you want to put your front in the middle of them?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Since the two sects are eighth-rate, when the recruitment begins, it will definitely attract a lot of attention. We can more or less attract some attention if we are sandwiched in the middle."

Lu Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense."

"Let's go."

Jun Changxiao said, "Let's set up the front."

He took Lu Qianqian to the gap between the two eighth-rate sects, skillfully took out cloth strips, and quickly set up a simple small tent.

This kind of perennial Hundred Sect recruitment was nothing more than a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Unless it was a flashy and powerful sect, it would be very luxurious.

For example, the Great Saber Sect on the left and the Tiger's Howl Sect on the right.

The two sects could be considered to have a bit of strength. The front was built luxuriously, and that was called extravagant.

Compared with the simple tent set up by Sect Leader Jun, it was instantly turned into slag.

Of course.

This was what he needed.

With two luxurious fronts on the left and right, his simple tent would easily attract other people's attention.

Some people were eating and drinking.

Jun Changxiao's behavior was called freeloading, the glory of the scenery.

After the manager of the Long Saber Sect finished talking with a young man, he saw a tent appear out of nowhere and shouted, "Which sect is so blind to dare to set up their front in front of my Long Saber Sect?"

The people of the Tiger's Howl Sect also noticed.

A disciple rolled up his sleeves and fiercely said, "Grandma, you dare to set up a camp next to my Tiger's Howl Sect? Did you eat a leopard's guts?"

Coincidentally, Jun Changxiao had just hung up the sect's banner.

After seeing the words "Iron Bone Clan" written on it, a deep disdain appeared on the faces of the two.

"Bah."

The Tiger's Howl Sect disciple spat and said, "A sect that was caught because the sect leader went to a brothel and set up a front next to my Tiger's Howl Sect. This is a great shame!"

"Hey, hey!"

The manager of the Long Saber Sect pointed at Jun Changxiao and impatiently said, "This is my Long Saber Sect's territory. Hurry up and set up a front."

The two sects did not put the Iron Bone Clan in their eyes. After all, it was only a ninth-rate sect, one level lower than their eighth-rate sect.

Lu Qianqian lightly said, "The Numerous Sects' recruitment grounds have always been provided by the Qingyang City's City Lord. When did it become your little eighth-rate sect's territory?"

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

Eighth-rate sects were just small under her poisonous tongue.

His own sect was only a ninth-rate sect, so it must be even more unsightly!

Hearing the words "little eighth-rate sect", the manager of the Long Saber Sect was burning with anger, but he was speechless.

Yes.

The venue was provided by the Qingyang City's City Lord.

Not to mention an eighth-rate sect, even a seventh-rate sect would not dare to say that it was their territory.

The disciples of the Tiger's Howl Sect were also very angry, because Lu Qianqian's little eighth-rate sect included their own sect.

Jun Changxiao came out and mediated, "The recruitment of the Numerous Sects is about to begin. We are the same as the Numerous Sects, so we should be friendly. There is no need to be so angry."

"If Master Wang was still here, I would regard the Iron Bone Clan as a member of the Numerous Sects, but now..." The manager of the Long Saber Sect despised him and said, "Not even a fart!"

"Yes."

The disciple of the Tiger's Howl Sect raised his eyebrows and said, "A sect whose disciples have already eaten a disbandment meal should have been disbanded long ago. Why did they come to Qingyang City to join in the fun?"

Jun Changxiao's face changed again and again. In the face of the ridicule of passers-by, he could endure it. After all, ordinary people liked to follow the trend, but being humiliated and ridiculed by two sects, he could not endure it.

"You two."

He touched his nose and smiled, "Today, I will build my front here. If you don't like it, you can come and bite me, or you can pack up your tent and get out."