"Clash of Blades: Jun Changxiao's Dominance"

Oh my god, this is simply a delicacy in the world!"

"I've never eaten such delicious fried rice, give me another bowl … no, give me two bowls!"

"Du Du's culinary skills and Second Senior Brother's are like heaven and earth!"

In the sect's cafeteria, the disciples were wolfing down the fried rice while praising it. They were not even willing to waste a single grain of rice.

They could no longer use words to describe such delicious fried rice.

Even Lu Qianqian, who had a cold personality, was sitting alone at a table in the corner and eating slowly.

Li Qingyang was even more so.

After eating the fried rice, he could only use the word 'trash' to describe his culinary skills.

Xiao Ziji tasted every grain of rice carefully. His expression changed again and again. He secretly exclaimed, "A delicacy in the world!"

Jun Changxiao ate two bowls. He put down his bowl and chopsticks as if he had not had enough. He leaned on the chair and burped.

Liu Wanshi, who was sitting opposite him, held her cheeks with both hands. She blinked her eyes and smiled, "Sect Leader, how is my culinary skills?"

Jun Changxiao praised, "Much better than the Star Moon Pavilion's chef!"

He was really glad that she cried and pestered him to come to Iron Bone Sect. Otherwise, where could he find such an awesome chef?

Liu Wanshi smiled and pouted, "The Star Moon Pavilion's chef is just a normal chef. I'm a high-level chef. When I comprehend a higher level, the dishes I make can provide strength for everyone."

"That good?" Jun Changxiao was dumbfounded.

Lu Qianqian glanced sideways at him and continued eating her fried rice.

Liu Wanshi giggled and said, "Sect Leader, can I stay in Iron Bone Sect now?"

"Yes."

Jun Changxiao did not consider it at all.

Liu Wanshi's fried rice made the disciples happy. They returned to their own residences and did not forget to discuss in low voices.

… …

The night came and the moon hung high in the sky.

Lu Qianqian sat on the roof of the main hall. Her hands were on her knees and her chin was on her arms. She looked at the scenery of the forest outside the sect.

"It's already so late. If you don't go to sleep, how are you going to do the quest tomorrow?" Jun Changxiao jumped up from below.

Lu Qianqian ignored him. Her watery eyes were fixed on the scenery in the distance. When the cold wind blew, her soft black hair fluttered in the wind.

Jun Changxiao sat down and kept a distance from her. He said, "I feel that if you have something on your mind, you'll feel better if you find someone to talk to."

Lu Qianqian said, "I'm fine."

Jun Changxiao laughed, "Sitting on the roof in the middle of the night just to look at the stars and moon?"

"Yeah."

"… You're in a good mood."

Lu Qianqian said, "Sect Leader, Liu Wanshi is not simple."

"How is it not simple?" Jun Changxiao asked.

Lu Qianqian said lightly, "As far as I know, only the Ouyang family of the Heavenly Mandate Imperial City can make meals that can improve one's strength."

Heavenly Mandate Imperial City?

Jun Changxiao had never heard of it, but judging from the words Imperial City, it must be a very important place.

"Dudu's surname is not Ouyang."

"The name can be changed, and the surname can be hidden."

"Like you?"

Lu Qianqian was silent and jumped down.

Looking at the graceful figure walking toward the room, Jun Changxiao shouted, "Lu Qianqian, remember, you will always be the eldest disciple of the Iron Bone Clan."

Lu Qianqian stopped and said, "I know."

Jun Changxiao's expression was solemn as he said, "If you have any enemies, if you have any grudges, when the sect becomes stronger, this King will make a decision for you. Don't be reckless, and don't do anything foolish."

Lu Qianqian's starry eyes flashed a strange look. Then she pushed the door open, went in, and closed the door.

Jun Changxiao yawned and jumped down from the roof to return to the main hall.

Lu Qianqian leaned against the door of the room and said lightly, "You seem to know a lot."

…

The next day.

The sky had just brightened. Liu Wanshi wore an apron and started to get busy in the kitchen. Soon, the fragrance of the dishes filled the entire courtyard. The disciples who had just woken up had a great appetite.

"Oh … so delicious!"

"I feel like I won't be tired after eating these dishes for the whole day!"

"Give me a bowl of soup!"

In the sect's cafeteria, the disciples wolfed down the food and completely recognized Liu Wanshi's cooking skills.

After eating, the disciples felt full of energy and walked to the training field to start a new day of cultivation.

"Qianqian, Qingyang, you guys continue with your missions."

Jun Changxiao bit a toothpick and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard, and a red door flew out from his side with a swoosh, shattering into pieces on the ground far away.

My door …

The toothpick in Jun Changxiao's mouth fell down. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the door.

"Ta."

The sword-holding martial artist from yesterday stepped in and shouted, "Wandering swordsman, Ma Yongning, here to experience the skills of the Iron Bone Clan Leader!"

…

In the training field.

Jun Changxiao held the Azure Dragon Biscuit, his eyes burning with anger.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he walked out happily with a toothpick in his mouth. In the end, the door was kicked out. Anyone would be angry.

The swordsman called Ma Yongning looked at him and slowly pulled out his saber. He threw the scabbard out of the field and said, "I've confirmed with my eyes that you are the one I want to fight."

"Confirm your ass!"

Jun Changxiao stepped forward. He poured more than two thousand pounds of strength into the Azure Dragon Biscuit and slashed forward.

Without the support of the Gallop Talisman, although his slash looked cold, it was far from the elegance and confidence when he killed the Spirit Spring Sect Elder.

"Ding!"

Ma Yongning blocked with his saber and said in surprise, "You haven't become a Martial Disciple yet?"

"Shua!"

Jun Changxiao pulled out his saber and used the same move again.

But it was still blocked by Ma Yongning, who said, "I've challenged more than thirty sects in a row, but I've never seen a sect leader as weak as you!"

"You talk too much!"

Jun Changxiao waved his saber and slashed forward.

Unfortunately, the opponent was a genuine Martial Disciple. He could easily receive and dodge the attack.

Ma Yongning defended a few moves and retreated to the edge of the field, saying, "Kid, your strength is too weak. I don't even want to make a move."

"Is that so?"

Jun Changxiao threw out the Azure Dragon Biscuit and took out the low grade Cold Edge Sword, saying, "Do you dare to take my sword?"

Ma Yongning glanced at the slightly cold sword and determined that it was not ordinary. He said indifferently, "Do you think the gap between us can be made up with high quality weapons?"

He took a step forward and took a stance to receive the attack.

"Shua! Shua! Shua! "

Jun Changxiao waved his sword and used the first move of the Nine Overlapping Waves Sword. Two moves, three moves … Until the eighth move, he rose into the air and slashed out the ninth move among the layers of waves!

He, who had opened eleven meridians and cultivated the Yi Jin Jing, once again used a sword move, the power was far stronger than before!

"Xiu —"

The sword qi gathered into the Nine Overlapping Waves and slashed down with unparalleled force.

Ma Yongning sneered. He held the saber with both hands and placed it horizontally in front of his shoulders. He poured his spirit energy into the saber. Clearly, he wanted to take the ninth move of the Nine Overlapping Waves Sword head on!

"Ding!"

The sword qi directly hit the saber from top to bottom. The cold sword force spread out and blew away the dust on the floor.

"Kacha!"

In the next second, the sound of a weapon shattering could be heard. The saber infused with spirit energy was cut in half by the sword qi. The remaining power didn't decrease as it slashed down close to Ma Yongning's shoulder.

"Bang!"

The sword qi of the Nine Overlapping Waves Sword exploded on the ground, leaving a half meter long sword mark. The broken saber was also inserted into the stone floor.

Ma Yongning's expression was sluggish. After a while, he knelt on the ground and pulled out the broken saber with trembling hands. He raised his head and shouted, "My saber —"