Chapter 62 The competition has already begun!

The prince and Song Laosan on one side are a little slandered in their hearts. "I just said that this is something that people on the mainland know, but it has become 'some insight\"&m;! Does this also need to be seen?

Besides, the grassland eagle fighting for the air has been fighting alone in the snowy mountain, but the wind, sword god wind and rolling clouds have also destroyed the grassland wolves many times. The record is by no less than that of the eagle. How can it get a false reputation? How can it be enough?!

However, these two people are also all good people. They have heard something from the conversation between Jun Moye and the eagle fighting. Thinking of He He Xiongwei, the eight great masters in the world, they all sat up upright. How dare they put forward objections?

"In addition to the above eight recognized great masters, there is also a killer supreme Chu Wang Soul." Speaking of this name, Jun Moxie couldn't help but be longing for "How on earth is an excellent killer to be called the supreme killer?"

I don't know who is stronger than Wu Jun in his previous life?! Really... I'm curious.

When I think of this, a strong sense of war rises in Jun Moxie's heart: the so-called one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and in the same industry, two supremes are naturally not allowed! In the industry of killers, this is even more so! And Jun Mo Wu, the world-class evil king who dominated the world's first killer in his previous life, can he tolerate someone's pressure on his head? The answer is naturally no!

At this moment, Jun Moxie suddenly felt faintly that he and the killer's supreme soul, I'm afraid there will be a battle sooner or later! This seems to be the battle of fate, which is inevitable!

"Young baby, although you have good knowledge, I still don't agree with what you said before and the persistence." Although Eagle Bokong is questioning, his tone has obviously softened a lot. One by one, one, one by one. This is a good dance. Why do I have to ask the eagle to fight against tens of thousands of bald eagles in the snowy mountains in the end? In fact, that's the truth!"

Jun Moyu sighed: "The bald eagle on the top of the snow peak, as we all know, is not an ordinary bald eagle; it is a real mysterious beast. Although the level is slightly lower, the attack effect caused by thousands of low-level mysterious beasts is enough to change from quantity to the powerful power of qualitative change. We also know that practicing and fighting there can continue to grow the Xuangong in the body. The piercing cold alone is enough to promote the progress of people's Xuangong step by step. Moreover, if we have to deal with so many bald eagles at the same time, if we can finally win the battle, we will certainly greatly increase our actual combat experience. In addition, you can also observe the flight route of the bald eagle, attack, and understand your moves from it.

As Jun Moxie said, the eagle fought in the air and nodded with a smile, which made me feel deeply: "Yes, this is indeed a good way." Seeing the look on his face, Jun Moxie suddenly had an impulse to spit on his face. "Look at your proud appearance, no matter what, you are a master of a generation, won't you be a little reserved? Whoever is present has not seen through that you are the prairie eagle fighting! Unexpectedly, he pretended to be mysterious! Of course, the little ghost Yang is the exception!

Jun Moxie suddenly realized a truth. "It turns out that no matter whether it is an ordinary person or an official, whether it is a hooligan or a fastman, they all like to wear high hats. Look at the one in front of me, how comfortable is it to be photographed by me? I don't know if this is the "Des de Gaulle" of the world?!

"Therefore, although the process of practicing eagle fighting in the air is extremely dangerous, and there is often the disaster of burying the eagle's belly, it is a shortcut to practice. As the saying goes, wealth is in danger, and if the eagle can get this, it is worthy of being a master of a generation!"

Jun Moxie resisted the feeling of vomiting in his heart, praised enthusiastically, and shot fiercely at the cost of blood. Although this thing is disgusting, it is better than the low cost, and there is no need to spend any money.

Ying Bokong smiled with relief. He knew that his efforts were disdained to be recognized by others, but today he was so sought after that it was naturally false to say that he was unhappy.

"But!" Jun Mo Wu stopped, and his words turned sharply: "Since this is a shortcut to success, how many smart people are in the world, can't others think of it? In fact, Yu Xuefeng has been practicing since ancient times. I believe that it is not just an eagle fighting for one person. But only Ying Bokong became the eight masters, while others were unknown! What does this mean?"

Eagle Bokong was photographed and ironed all over by him, and blurted out, "Because those people are dead!" Thinking of the tired bones buried by the wind and snow on the top of the snow peak, while the eagle is a little sad, most of them are proud.

"Not bad! This senior is right!" Jun Mo Wu praised: "The shortcut is never the same as a smooth road. Those people are dead, buried in the snow peak, and even become the food of bald eagles, and there are no bones left.

"They have found the right direction and chose the right method, which is also extremely persistent. It can even be said that each of them is more persistent than Eagle Fighting, because they have been persistent until the day they die, 1!"

"But the world only knows who the eagle is, but few people know who they are! Therefore, the practice of the eagle in the snow peak is rumored to be a good story, not by any of their names. There is only one reason, because the eagle has succeeded! They failed! It's that simple." Jun Moxie smiled.

"The so-called anecdotes of successful people have become one inspirational story after another, not because of the stories themselves, but because the protagonists in these stories have finally succeeded, so there are stories. But at the same time, people who have the same experience as them, or even more persistent, harder and more desperate than them, their experience can also become stories, even more sobbing, more shocking. But just because they finally failed, they were buried.

"Everyone can have a story, and even everyone can become a legend, but there must be a premise one by one. You have to succeed first! Wealth is a kind of physical enjoyment, while poverty is a spiritual enjoyment. The only difference is that only the rich who work hard from poverty can enjoy poverty! $ grid. And the poverty of the poor is just suffering!"

Jun Moxie said so much in one breath, and he felt a little dry. He grabbed the teapot and sang and drank a big meal. But everyone around didn't feel that his behavior was rude. On the contrary, everyone thought with a face and slowly chewed the deep meaning of his words.

"In the final analysis, it is still a sentence. Although Song Laosan has worked hard, paid and persistent, his wine, or in the eyes of ordinary people, is not necessarily the best." Jun Moxie finally turned the topic back. In a paragraph, he not only held the eagle to fight for the air, but also returned to beating Song Laosan in the end.

It can be said that Jun Moxie's big circle is extremely ingenious.

At the first sight of the eagle, Jun Mo Wu began to doubt his identity.

"The middle-level cultivation of Tianxuan, which is called to break Song Laosan, and Jun Moxie has been determined in his heart. With a little temptation to talk about the eight masters, I have a bottom in my heart. When it comes to the competition between the eagle fighting air and the wind and clouds, judging from the reaction of the eagle fighting air, there is no suspense directly...

This person is the eagle fighting!

I believe that even the prince and Song Laosan have already seen this point. If Jun Moxie can't see it again, it's better to buy a piece of tofu and hit him to death.

The best thing is that Yingbokong has been hiding his identity and has no intention of revealing his identity, but Jun Moxie began to praise it before revealing his identity. This is really useful in Yingbokong's heart!

If a mysterious master, such as Song Laosan, says lucky words, the effect is far less than that of Jun Mo Xie. Because what Jun Moxie shows at this moment is completely a very lame and unintrived role, and such a character can actually be so "fair" to comment on the advantages and disadvantages between the eagle fighting and the wind and clouds. So, don't other people know it more?

How can this not be used in the heart of the eagle, who has never defeated the wind and clouds in his life and has been in a draw? Looking at him squinting his eyes, nodding and being light all over, it has proved the "power" of Jun Moxie's words

The more I look at this boy, the more I feel... pleasing to the eye!

"As you said, whether the wine is good or bad, it should always be tasted, not boastful." Song Laosan is a little depressed. He took out the wine and told his experience, which aroused everyone's unanimous approval. Among other things, if it was a wine competition at that time, even if the wine of both sides tasted the same, but with its own foreshadowing, the winner must belong to himself!

As for this boy, not to mention being late first. As soon as ten came in, a few words made people angry, but after pulling around, with a crooked reason, he actually changed the whole trend!

Although he said it, it makes a lot of sense...

On the surface, the two did not mention the competition, but in fact, since the moment Song Laosan proposed the origin of his wine, the competition has begun!

And Jun Mo Wu's words are the slightest advantage occupied by Song Laosan!

This is the momentum!

But while building momentum, Jun Moxie pursued the maximization of benefits, that is, this grassland eagle god, eagle fighting in the air! Now that the wind is surging in Tianxiang City, the attitude of the eagle fighting in the air is enough to reverse the overall situation! What's more, Jun Mo Wu planned to get the use of Xuan elixir from the eagle fighting in the air, and slowly laid the foundation one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one by one, one by one, one by one, one by You will know who is superior and who is inferior, and who wins and who loses.

The prince laughed loudly. Compared with Song Laosan, he was relatively calm under the prestige of the eagle. After all, he is the prince and nobleman of the emperor. Although the eagle fighting is famous all over the world, he is in a different circle. He admires or has it, but when it comes to other things, he may not have much feeling.

Even if you feel it, there is nothing you can do! How can such a person as Eagle Fighting Kong be dictated by the emperor of any country? In other words, if the eagle wants to kill itself, then no matter whether he is prepared or not, or how prepared he is, he can't escape death after all. It's better to let nature take its course and neither deliberately offend nor deliberately solicit. Thinking about it like this, it's natural to be calm.

"Yes, persistence may not be successful. But those who succeed must be persistent!" Ying Bokong closed his eyes and thought for a long time before slowly saying this sentence. He sighed, "Listening to your words, I feel that it is really completely unnecessary to admire a person for something before!"

Uh?! Jun Mo Wu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would talk about the prairie eagle god for his own use, didn't he? Thinking like this, he said, "Yes, we just need to recognize our goals and move forward step by step. As for whether the predecessors fall and whether the descendants can keep up, we don't have to worry at all, let alone worry. Because what we are most concerned about is whether we can finally reach the peak, not anything else!"

"Well said!" Eagle Fighting laughed and said, "What we are most concerned about is whether we can finally reach the peak and nothing else! For this sentence alone, it should be a big white! Here comes the wine!"

Jun Moxie laughed and stretched out his hand to give in, signaling him to taste Song Laosan's wine first. This action stunned the prince and the other three people. When tasting wine and tea, it is best to avoid preconceptions.

The human feeling, especially this kind of game with a strong thorny taste, is more important. If the two wines are exactly the same regardless of the taste and materials, then there is no doubt that the first one will win!

Is he really so confident? Several people looked at Jun Moxie, and a big question mark rose in their hearts.

Song Laosan did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the faint blue flashed almost imperceptiblely, and four wine glasses fell at the same time and quietly placed in front of everyone.

This kind of kung fu, like the clouds and flowing water, is natural and extremely smooth, and it is extremely unrestrained and free, which makes the little son Yang's two big eyes full of worship.

The mud seal was opened, and the strong fragrance of wine overflowed in an instant. Both the prince and the eagle couldn't help closing their eyes and taking a deep breath.

Both of them are lovers, and they are all people who taste the wine of the world. There is nothing they can do. Their identities are there. One is the prince of a country, and the other is the great master of the world. If they want to drink, what kind of wine can't they drink!?

Before tasting wine, taste the fragrance!

"It's really the best wine!" Ying Bokong said faintly, "Sure enough, he is indeed a master in wine. He has been poor for several years of energy. The smell of this fragrance alone is already refreshing. In terms of the wine I have drunk, there are only two or three things to match it!"

Jun Moxie frowned. Although the wine smelled like mellow, it was too strong. It's like that high-end perfume, if you only sprinkle it lightly on your body, it's enough to make people think, and it looks noble and elegant, but if you sprinkle it with a bottle... It's pungent and disgusting, but it's a cliché.

Song Woe held up the wine jar with both hands, with a solemn expression and a sacred expression on his face. A flash of blue light flashed, and the mysterious air passed through the bottom of the altar. Under a wave, a bright wine arrow flew out and fell straight into a white jade wine glass. It was full and stopped, and even half a drop did not overflow.

Then the second wine glass... The four glasses of wine were full, and the wine arrows seemed to never be cut off, creating a gorgeous and fragrant rainbow in mid-air, but never a drop spilled out of the glass.

"Please!" Song Laosan raised his hand to signal, but the cup in front of him was not picked up