No matter how you understand Wang Xuan's words, it is fine. You can say he is referring to old friends or the people in front of you, they are all trying to show goodwill to Chongxiao Palace.
"How many times have you broken the limit?" The female swordsman on the opposite side spoke. She was dressed in green. Although she was still beautiful, she was too cold, like a magic sword frozen in the snow.
"Three times." Wang Xuan spoke truthfully. Although his real combat power was definitely much stronger than three times, he was still a step away from breaking the limit four times.
"Go ahead." The four young men and women spoke almost at the same time.
Wang Xuan was stunned. What was going on? They just sent the guests away immediately, and all of them had blank expressions on their faces.
“My fellow brothers and sisters, I really have no other thoughts about the First Holy Land of Sword Dao. After discovering it by accident, I came to pay homage with a sincere heart…” Wang Xuan spoke in a kind voice.
He felt that these sword cultivators were isolated from the world and were too out of touch with the world and unkind.
"You come from Huaguo Mountain, you are a saint's grandson, and one of the closest bloodlines of the True Saint. However, you have only broken through the limit three times. Walking in the world like this is really... I advise you to return to the mountain gate and practice harder. Otherwise, your True Saint will also lose face."
The swordsman was so direct and told him the reason in a very firm manner.
Wang Xuan was speechless. Did they think that he was uneducated and a third-generation rich man? As the grandson of a supreme being, he had only broken through the limit three times? They looked down on him.
This was the first time that someone looked down on him so much that even his three breakthroughs were considered inadequate. And someone did it for his own good, advising him to go back and practice hard so as not to bring shame to his elders.
Of course, the four of them were not looking down on all those who had broken the limit three times, but they simply felt that it was too much for him to have reached this point given his status.
"To be honest, everyone, my True Saint saw part of the trajectory of fate and told me to come here to look for someone. Do you have a disciple named Jiang Qingyao?"
Wang Xuan did not hide it anymore and asked directly.
However, this did not have the desired effect, and instead disgusted several people.
"How can you be so good? You keep saying that your True Saint is yours and walk the world in his name. This is not okay!"
"I advise you to forget your identity immediately after you go back and work hard to improve yourself. Your behavior really lowers the style of the descendants of the True Saint. Go away!" The cold and beautiful woman in green waved her hand to drive him away.
"I...!" Wang Xuan wanted to get angry but couldn't. He had no strength to do so. He was being taught like a third-generation rich kid. He was speechless.
"Okay, everyone, wait a moment, let me break the limit, right here!" He walked to the side. If a person does not strive to be strong, he will be looked down upon, so he might as well break the limit four times on the spot.
Here’s a loving picture of fairies with big and small swords (I don’t know how long it will take to be released after review).
At the same time, on Chinese Valentine's Day, I hope everyone will find their partner, and those who are flying alone will find their partner soon. I wish you all happiness.
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