The title that shocked others just now also shocked Nangong Yushu. The uncle of the Tian Monk must have heard it wrong, but such a clear title and other people's expressions made Nangong Yushu calm down. No matter what, Wang Zhong in front of him was a mysterious man. For opponents who don't know the details, you must be careful. One trick is wrong and you lose all the game!
"Dear fellow students, I don't know how the rumors came about and what the purpose was, but the monk hopes that everyone will not disturb the uncle. If there is anything, please solve it at the martial arts competition." The peaceful voice of enlightenment sounded throughout the audience.
However, there are many people and great power. Although I am more afraid of the monks of heaven and my reputation is scary, I don’t look like a master no matter how I look at it. Especially with the outspoken dress, with two beauties accompanying me, I really can’t connect with the masters. Alas, people nowadays like to judge people by their appearance.
"Shen Monk, you are not authentic. The rumors you mentioned are guaranteed by the Purple Dragon King. Even if we don't challenge them, Purple Dragon King Ling Shuibo will not let him go!"
"That's right, everyone has equal opportunities, what if we don't try it!"
For a moment, the audience was clamoring, and Nangong Yushu was so happy that it was the most unwise to arouse public anger. The most critical problem was that Wang Zhong himself was not famous. He just couldn't cry when he saw the coffin, and did not show his skills. He would not pass the test today.
It’s okay to let enlightenment and recite scriptures, but the more you handle such things, the more you help, the more you help, it’s really a mistake!
However, those who feared the reputation of the Heavenly Monk and the Inner Shaolin did not dare to be too presumptuous, but the challenge was obvious, and my behavior of fear of trouble was considered to be a sign of weakness.
I was so dizzy. Who was hurting me? I was so good at making so many enemies. If I knew that she had to look good, if she was a beautiful woman, she would spank her!
"Master Wudao, what everyone said is reasonable. Normal challenges and discussions are very beneficial to improving martial arts. Of course, I don't think the conference will be too concerned." Nangong Yushu naturally wanted to add more fire, and at the same time, he earned some impression points in everyone's eyes. There were many challenges in secret, and no one cared about it.
"Yes, what Junior Brother Nangong said makes sense. Let's ignore the rumors for now. It's not easy for everyone to get together. To be honest, I also want to see Mr. Wang Zhong's superb skills." Huo Yingying wanted to explore my background and see if I have the ability to make the beauty fall in love with.
Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying's words immediately forced us into a dead end, and there was nothing we could do about enlightenment, but it would be boring to see what he meant to block me. Since these people are so anxious to find awkward, I'm not polite. If a tiger doesn't show its power, you are still sick cats.
When I saw my eyes, I realized that things were not good. He, the uncle, was not afraid of trouble, but was afraid of trouble. However, when he caused his temperament, others' troubles came. I was stopped by my eyes. I could only recite scriptures with my heart.
"I didn't expect that everyone is easy to learn. Actually, I really want to communicate with so many experts, but I am a man who is not good at martial arts and I have no idea how to start." I shook my head and sighed.
After saying this, the people around him started to talk about it again, probably thinking that I was too arrogant. Although I am the uncle of the Heavenly Monk, it has no specific meaning. People are no longer surprised by some of the strange generations of ancient martial arts.
Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying didn't expect me, who had been low-key, to suddenly become so arrogant. Xueer and Jingjing were very confident in me, but looking at the number of people on the field, they were very worried.
Zhuge Qing'er was surprisingly unresponsive. In fact, she knew it by looking at my expression. She had a deep understanding of my strength when she fought with me. From that day on, she understood what it means to be outside the mountain. It is unfathomable for people outside the mountain!
It's rare that I want to take action, and she also wants to appreciate it.
The four junior brothers of Wudao, who were young and whispered, admired their senior brother very much, and believed that their senior brother was definitely one of the best figures in the younger generation, but Wudao shook his head and denied it. That short silence made Wufan and the others remember it freshly. It was so emotional that it rarely appeared on Wudao. At that time, Wudao looked away and said the name Wang Zhong, the young master of the Medicine King Tian Mansion, a real genius. He admitted that he might not even beat Wang Zhong, a fifteen-year-old Wang Zhong, not to mention me who has the strength to break out of the Medicine King Tian Mansion. To be honest, they didn't believe it very much, but Wudao had to believe what he said, especially after seeing me, he was even more "disappointed". They also longed to prove what the senior brother said, what the real genius looked like!
At this time, all the people in the huge venue were concentrated in us, including disciples from the four major families. At the same time, I, to be precise, should be "Wang Zhong" and "The Uncle of the Heavenly Monk Enlightenment" quickly spread, and people kept pouring in.
Senior Brother Zhang, who was guarding the gate, was still waiting for the sky to daydream, but suddenly was awakened by people who kept coming and going, and everyone was talking about Wang Zhong, beauties, monks, treasures and other things... Is it a collective dream day?
The problem now is that even a large number of people want to get on, but they are willing to be the first to eat crabs. They were still in a state of enthusiasm just now, and it was their turn to go on the battlefield, but they calmed down, look at me, look at you.
Naturally, Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying will not take action, they know how to protect themselves better!
It’s not a solution to continue like this. I don’t have time to continue playing with them. If I had known, I would have gone shopping with Xueer and Jingjing!
"Let's do it, everyone is coming. I'm so tired. Let's choose ten people and we'll solve it together. I'll have something to do later, and it won't expire." I said lazily.
There was another riot around and there was a lot of discussion, as if someone was saying that it would be great if Ling Shuihan, Qian was fat, and Fengshao was there, and someone would take the lead, but someone still stood up.
"I am golden light, since everyone is so humble, I am the first one!" A very old guy who was not tall and very mature stood up with a casual smile on his lips.
I looked at the man who stood up and dared to make a fuss. I had good courage, but my strength was a little worse.
There was a commotion below, "Gambling" golden light!
I don’t know which sect it is, but I am a well-known figure in the world. I like to challenge everywhere and don’t bet on it, but I rarely lose. I bet on it, not losing all. I usually lose others. The 19th place in the last ancient martial arts exchange meeting, and this time I came to the top ten, a relatively bachelor man.
With the first one, you won’t have to worry about the second one, the third one.
"Zhao Fengjian of Jianmen, the second one." A handsome young man stood up, his hands were very slender and flexible. He could tell at a glance that he was a master of swords, and he used the most difficult-to-prevent fine sword.
As the name suggests, the Sword Sect is famous for using swords. Every disciple has his own sword in the beginning, but there is no sword in it. The rules of the King of Swords are broken, so if you break it, you can change to a new one. The price of a good sword is too expensive, and every disciple cannot get one.
Zhao Fengjian, the last sixteenth year, if I hadn't happened to meet the ice girl Zhuge Qing'er, the ranking might be more than that. She is gentle and quiet, and she is usually handsome. Anyway, I like it.
The two have already come out, and Nangong Yushu looks like he is watching the show. Both of them are famous and difficult characters, Jin Guang's steadyness and Zhao Fengjian's trickyness are enough for Wang Zhong.
"Hu Gao, the third one, I think the three of us are almost the same. If the three of us fail, it is not too late for everyone to go." A cold voice, as soon as the person comes out, the murderous aura is unstoppable. This is only possible for killers who have killed many people.
The Blood Gang is a famous gangster in the underworld. Hu Gao is the young man they have trained hard. It is normal for the underworld to die in a melee. The fifteen people in the last exchange meeting were a bit arrogant, but they were cruel and ruthless. With the tough backstage, few people dared to offend him.
In fact, others also think it's almost the same. Even if the Purple Dragon King Ling Shuibo wants to defeat these three people in a row, it will probably take a lot of effort. For an unknown person, such a scene is already big enough.
Nangong Yushu was even happier, and Hu Gao's ruthlessness was also famous.
The three of them were quietly waiting for my reaction. How could I disappoint the audience? Since I couldn't stop it, I could only make them afraid of me. There would definitely be fewer unnecessary challenges like this.
"Is it the only three of you in the first round? It's okay, let's go together." After saying that, I walked towards the nearest martial arts competition. Xueer Jingjing, Guangguang and his four junior brothers immediately followed, and Zhuge Qing'er didn't react. Last time, she and the Li brothers were not my opponents, so the three are not difficult now.
But this is not the case in the eyes of others. Nangong Yushu is getting deeper and deeper. People like me are either super low-level players or super experts. Now the situation is developing more and more towards the latter.
The three people who challenged each other looked at each other, but there was still a hint of anger in their eyes. Hu Gao sneered, "Since Mr. Wang Zhong is so confident, we should be respectful and obedient."
This is Hu Gao's consistent principle. He will never show mercy to his opponents, and will not let go of any advantage. Since he dies himself, he will not be considered others!
Jin Guang and Zhao Fengjian nodded in agreement and kept up with each other. Compared to bullying the less, failure is even more terrifying.
As for the referee, it was naturally the monk who enlightened the Tao. Yushu was in the wind and Nangong Yushu and the flame woman Huo Yingying. She originally wanted Zhuge Qing'er to do it, but she refused. Everyone knew her coldness and did not force her.
Three people surrounded me in the middle, and neither Jin Guang nor Hu Gao came out of weapons. Zhao Fengjian naturally used a sword. The slender sword was very bright and had a strong murderous aura. The faint sword energy came out. Although he had never cooperated, he was both masters and there was no difficulty.
After a while, the three people felt a fluctuation in their bodies, which contained them, just waiting for the beginning of enlightenment.
"Amitabha, start!"
But the people on the field were still in their original posture. To be precise, it should be a posture that was about to rush out, but they were blocked by something and stopped abruptly. When I was watching a movie, I suddenly pressed the pause button, but I had already walked off the competition stage and gently embraced Xueer and Jingjing by one hand. Xueer and Jingjing were leaning against me gently and said to Zhuge Qing'er, "If Qing'er is fine, let's go out for a walk together. It's too boring here."
Zhuge Qing'er hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. Only I noticed the flash of redness, and the others were still staring blankly at the three people who were motionless on the competition stage.
Only then did everyone realize that the competition was over. Although the three people on the field were still standing there, their eyes were already dull.
"Guangguang, don't be Amitabha every time. The old monk is not here, no one will talk about you!"
"Amitabha, Master, I'm used to it." There was only one person who could clearly see my movements on the field, that was the Heavenly Monk Enlightenment. As soon as the beginning of the speech, my hand moved. It was the unique skill of the Medicine King Tianfu. He pointed the acupoints and gained the greatest lethality with the smallest energy. Wen Dao could only shake his head and smile bitterly. These three people were in trouble.
Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying's faces had become ugly because they could only see that my hands seemed to have moved, and then the wind was moving, and the three people on the field were restrained... If the people on the field were replaced by them? They were not sure!
Xueer, Jingjing, Zhuge Qing'er walked out of the venue. Halfway through, I suddenly turned around, "Ah, I almost forgot, is there anyone else going to try it?"
The field was still quiet and no one took it out because they didn't even know what happened. They only knew that the three masters stood on the field like pillars in a blink of an eye.
"Haha, since there is no one, then today is over. I have a bad temper usually. If someone disturbs me, I will not be as lucky as the three of them. Then we will see you at the exchange meeting."
After saying that, we disappeared at the door. Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying looked at our backs in a daze. Wudao looked at the expressions of others and could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. When they looked at the three people who were still moving on the field, they had to get a headache. I hope the uncle of the master is gentle. Alas, every time I see uncle, I have to clean up the mess for him... It's like when I was in Nei Shaolin, it's a nightmare.
The moment I left, the three people on the field fell to the ground, and the three crisp sounds were particularly clear in the quiet hall. Only then did they come to their senses, and the honeycomb-like discussions radiated like a tide.
"Did you see it?" Huo Yingying turned to Nangong Yushu next to her. She knew that Nangong Yushu must be very unhappy now. Nangong, the woman she had originally obtained, was suddenly snatched away, and her opponent was much stronger than she thought, and she didn't even take him seriously. At this time, his mood must be bad enough.
"It's similar to you." Nangong Yushu didn't want to show anything in front of outsiders, especially a woman like Huo Yingying. As he said, he glanced at her plump and white breasts, a kind of violent look surged, but he knew that this woman could not move, and Ling Shuibo did what he said, regardless of the person.
"Look, which one is stronger than your junior brother Ling?"
Huo Yingying didn't know how to answer, and the competition just now couldn't explain anything. If it were her junior brother, there would be no problem. However, what techniques Wang Zhong used was really hard to figure out, so she couldn't compare them. However, Junior Brother Ling's opponent finally appeared, and there was another person besides enlightenment.
"Junior Brother Nangong, let's go and see Jin Guang and the others. Things seem to be wrong." As they said that, the two of them squeezed into the crowd.
"It turns out that he is the uncle of the Heavenly Monk. He is so damn. What hidden weapon did you use just now?"
"I don't know, I didn't see him moving at all. Could it be a supernatural power?"
"It's unlikely, after all, the monk is present. If there is any abnormality, no matter what the other party has to do with him, he should point it out."
"It's unheard of this kind of kung fu. Fortunately, I didn't take action rashly, so I said, if Wang Zhong was really so easy to deal with, wouldn't it be too easy to get a beauty, treasure, and secret book? This kind of thing has nothing to do with us, it's better to watch the fun."
"No wonder Ice girls like Zhuge Qing'er will look at him differently. They know that the other party is a playboy and are willing to be with him. Alas, these days, no matter how ugly a strong man is, he is still a handsome guy."
After Huodao checked the three people, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. His meridians were slightly damaged. It would be fine if he had a few days of rest and recuperation. It seemed that the temperature of the uncle's control had deepened again, and then he asked the four junior brothers to send the person back.
Of course, others would not let Wudao leave like this, and they all spoke to keep him and asked to understand.
"Brother Wudao, what exactly did the three of them get hit? Why did they seem to be caught in evil?"
"Amitabha, please rest assured, but my meridians have been damaged, and it will be fine if I break my rest."
"What happened just now, why did it end at the beginning!" Everyone didn't want to let enlightenment go, they just wanted to ask clearly.
Hundao can only complain in his heart, but he can't say some things, "Amitabha, the little monk doesn't quite understand everything just now. Uncle Master's martial arts are unfathomable... This, his temper is not very good, I hope everyone will not disturb him if they are fine."
Without the need for the monk enlightenment, after this trouble, few people are desperate to find fault. Although treasures and beauties are good things, their lives are even more precious.
"Brother Wudao, look at your tone and see his strength. He should be very old, so why are you still here to attend the exchange meeting!"
This question is exactly what many people wonder. Now the ancient martial arts family no longer pays attention to seniority. Only a few people like Nei Shaolin have such titles. If you calculate it carefully, enlightenment is one generation higher than most people.
"Amitabha Buddha, the master is the first, I am ashamed to say that the uncle's master is a few years younger than the young monk." The question that can be answered is never exaggerated. In the words of monks, it is called not to lie. In fact, people like the monk may be envied by everyone in the outside world, but it is not possible to be in the first-class. Since childhood, compared with the most advanced people, he has a deep understanding of his own strength and has no arrogance at all.
Even younger than the Heavenly Monk Enlightenment, this means that Wang Zhong is no more than twenty-five years old. He has such strength at this age, which is not bad.
However, after hearing the words of the Heavenly Monk, everyone still knew nothing, but they became more interested. Wang Zhong was like a mystery, his whole body was full of mystery. The more curious the people in the martial arts world, the greater the curiosity. In fact, many people here don’t know the name of the Medicine King Tianfu. It’s useless to say that only those sects with a relatively distant history can record them.
Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying watched quietly from the side. At this time, Nangong Yushu couldn't help but ask the question that everyone wanted to ask, "Brother Wudao, what kind of sect does this brother Wang come from? It's so amazing, I'm really curious. I think everyone can't wait to know."
When Nangong Yushu heard the question, the people around him said repeatedly, and a new powerful faction was born, with a stronger momentum than the Heavenly Monk Wudao and the Purple Dragon King Ling Shuibo.
"Amitabha, I'm really sorry, the monk cannot answer this question. He cannot say it without the permission of his uncle." Zhudao looked like he didn't even say it even if he was beaten to death. Although everyone was unwilling to give up, no one dared to do anything about Zhudao.
Having said that, the monk has a good temper. If it were Ling Shuibo, he would be the onion and be bothered and lie down directly, too lazy to be long-winded, and honest people would suffer a loss.
Seeing that there was a chance, Wudao quickly froze. Sooner or later, something was going to happen. After Wudao left, Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying also left. The others watched the excitement and started to work on their own.
In fact, most of the people who come to the martial arts temple now have mid-level power, and masters usually come to the last ones, and they rarely compete here. Nangong Yushu is closed and comes out to relax and show off by the way. Huo Yingying is even simpler. Send it sao, seduce men when you are idle and listen to some flattery words, which is also a kind of enjoyment.
As for the golden light, Zhao Fengjian, Hu Gao can only describe it as the word "unlucky". He would not come long ago, but he would not come at this time. It would be fine if he came, but he had to be a hero. He wanted to pick up bargains in his heart, but he didn't eat the crab and almost got killed.
In short, Nangong Yushu and Huo Yingying's gains are the greatest. They are mentally prepared for future competitions, especially Nangong Yushu, who needs to re-recognize Wang Zhong.
The "Gambling Essence Light" of the young generation, the "Junfeng Sword" Zhao Feng Sword, and the "Black Hand" Hu Gao were defeated by one move, spread throughout the ancient martial arts world, and this person is Wang Zhong, who is the most famous recently.
"Miss, it's not good for the son-in-law like this." said an anxious girl who was pitiful to everyone.
"Yes, I'm afraid the master and the others will be unhappy, and the lady will be locked up again by then." Another person who was very similar was also stomping his feet. The rare twin sisters in the world were similar to each other.
"It's been cleared, it's not the first time." The person who was called the lady was obviously absent-minded.
"No, Miss, actually, you think about it. How could those vulgar people be the opponents of the little prince? When the little prince was eight years old, he started traveling around and challenging the masters of the hidden class. He could sweep at the age of fifteen. Those minions were useless."
"Yes, the little prince is a real genius, and he is so humble and low-key. What else can I not be satisfied with with such a lady!"
"You two know to say good things for him. I know those guys are not his opponents. They just cause some trouble for this pervert to save him from being moist all day long. And I have nothing to do with him. The one who is moved is you two little girls, it's spring!"
"Miss, may she be angry?"
"I think I'm jealous, but so, our ladies are the real wives. Who can compare with our ladies, but someone else takes the lead. I will be angry and jealous!"
The words of the two little beauties made the lady's faces turn redder.
Chapter completed!