Zhou Botong was unable to do anything when he saw that his own unique skills were created, so he immediately became anxious. In the end, he even used the Nine Yin Scriptures to solve the problem, but Zhou Xuan was still easily resolved with the same move. He was also a top expert, so it was naturally obvious that Zhou Xuan did not use all his strength.

Then he had no intention of fighting, and took a few steps back with a feint. He waved helplessly and said to Zhou Xuan with an unhappy face.

"No more fighting, no more fighting."

Zhou Xuan smiled slightly, then stopped and replied.

"Hmm? Why not fight?"

In fact, he was quite satisfied with the fight and felt very happy in all aspects.

"As a matter of fact, I still have to fight with the top masters before I can feel it. The others are still a little bit dissatisfied."

Although Zhou Botong's martial arts skills are even worse than him, he is also considered a master of the same level. Every match is a communication in the martial arts realm. He secretly learned a lot of "good things" from Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong walked to Zhou Xuan, scratched his head and said with a smile.

"I believe you."

But he thought to himself that it seemed that the senior brother had really passed on his martial arts to him, otherwise how could he have learned these martial arts?

Seeing that the situation was settled, Zhou Xuan bowed and smiled.

"Since that's the case, I'll pay homage to my senior brother."

From this moment on, he was considered a serious Quanzhen Sect member. Even if Ma Yu and others asked Zhou Botong for verification, he was not afraid. The matter had been sorted out, and Zhou Botong would personally admit his junior brother's title. However, the plot was a little tortuous, but they probably wouldn't be too entangled.

After all, the raw rice has been cooked and they have to admit it even if they don’t. Moreover, Zhou Botong may not tell them these things, and even if they say it, they may not be able to understand the cause and effect. Even if they really think something is wrong, it would probably be too late at that time.

Zhou Botong was slightly stunned and blinked.

"Hmm? Do you know me?"

During his second Huashan sword contest, he accidentally met Yinggu. He quickly left Huashan, and then wandered in Mongolia for more than ten years, teaching Yelu Qi's martial arts. He only came out to play in recent years and prepared to walk around. But unexpectedly, Zhou Xuan actually knew him.

Although he has a very high martial arts skills, his reputation in the world is not as prominent as that in the world. Most people really don’t know his name unless they have heard of it or encountered it by chance.

Zhou Xuan carried Wang Chongyang out again and explained with a smile.

"I heard Senior Brother Wang talk about Senior Brother Zhou in my dreams, and I have admired him for a long time. After the fight just now, I guessed it. Of course, you are the only one in the world who can have such good skills."

Zhou Botong is a fun person, innocent and romantic. Whenever he meets someone who likes you, he will even pray to the other party. He also remembers the complete Nine Yin Scriptures and many excellent martial arts, and there is no scruple for teaching them to outsiders.

Zhou Xuan would not miss the opportunity to communicate with this master, and he had to empty the other party. The entire Nine Yin Scriptures, Kongming Fist and left-right mutual fighting techniques, Quanzhen Sect's martial arts experience, etc., must not be left behind.

After hearing these words, Zhou Xuan felt a little embarrassed. And after hearing this reason, he believed in Zhou Xuan more and more. If it weren't for Wang Chongyang, these things would be really hard to explain. He subconsciously pulled out his beard, then put his hips on his fingers and pointed at Zhou Xuan with a smile.

"Ah, you little brother, speaks pretty nicely."

Then he felt something was wrong and muttered.

"No, I should call you junior brother."
Chapter completed!