"Young man, if I guess correctly, you have a special martial art, right?"

The drunkard suddenly spoke.

"This technique is very domineering and can constantly stimulate the potential of the human body!"

"It should be a superior martial arts technique, and you have the opportunity to reach the peak of martial arts!"

After the drunkard finished speaking, he stared at Jiang Beichen's eyes tightly.

Jiang Beichen smiled slightly.

He instantly understood the other party's intentions.

It turned out that I came for the martial arts.

I guess the other party must have found some clues on the scene yesterday, so he ordered someone to invite him to the door.

"Yes, I do have such a skill!"

Jiang Beichen also did not deny it.

What the other party said was nothing more than his Demon Sect's martial arts "Papada".

But Padmasambhava is not a high-level martial art. It is the same as Xuan Qingjue. Even if it is an immortal art, it is not an exaggeration.

And it is not something that ordinary people can practice.

Those who practice this technique will be devilish! If it weren't for Xuanqing's resolute suppression, they would have already entered the devil's path at this moment! Unexpectedly, this old man was actually thinking about this technique! "Young man, I won't talk nonsense to you. I'm interested in this technique. I might as well give it a price. As long as you are willing to teach me this technique, I can give it to you..." The drunkard suddenly paused, and bye by his fingers, finally gritted his teeth, stretched out five fingers.

"Five million?"

Jiang Beichen frowned.

"Five billion!"

The drunkard said proudly.

This is a considerable amount of money, almost equivalent to half of the assets of a large consortium.

However, Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"Forget it!"

It’s not that he doesn’t want to pass on it, after all, he is a magic technique of the Demon Sect. After ordinary people practice, they will definitely become a bloodthirsty demon.

It is not easy for this old man to practice to such a field, and he really doesn't want to harm the other person.

But in the eyes of the drunkard, the price of the price is on the spot.

"Young man, think it's too little?"

"Do you know what the concept is five billion?"

The drunkard's face was a little heavy.

To be honest, if you lie on it, you will never spend it.

"Don't be too greedy!"

The drunkard spoke with dissatisfaction.

"I really don't care about your money!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly, and then stood up as he said, without intending to explain to the other party again, so he was about to leave.

"Wait!"

At this time, the drunkard suddenly shouted out.

Jiang Beichen frowned and slowly turned around, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Young man, don't you think it's really okay to kill Chen Jiajun, right?"

The drunkard suddenly spoke lightly and accidentally dusted his sleeves, "Chen Xiaotian spent a lot of money to ask me for help, ready to buy your life!"

"so what?"

"You decided to attack me?"

Jiang Beichen had a playful expression on his face.

"The top ten masters on the Hualong List actually killed others' martial arts and money in order to seize other people's martial arts. It's really welcome to hear it!"

Jiang Beichen said again with a smile.

"you!"

The drunkard was stunned.

Uncle! In fact, even if he didn't do anything for his martial arts, the Chen family asked him to take action. But now this kid said that if he took action again, it would be like his drunkard attacked to seize the opponent's martial arts, which would lose the chivalrous style of a senior expert.

"What a slippery guy who makes a fool of himself and makes a fool of himself!"

The drunkard shook his head and laughed.

"Let me say that, I don't have that good relationship with the Chen family!"

"And your apprentice is in dilemma repeatedly, and I have no choice but to do so!"

"I just didn't expect..." At the end of the talk, Yamamoto shook his head, with a look of contempt on his face, the kind that he looked down upon was completely the kind of person he looked down upon.

The drunkard's face turned red! Zhao Changzhi was his first disciple and was also the highest-level disciple among the disciples.

Isn’t the other party humiliating his apprentice equivalent to humiliating him?

"It's outrageous!"

"Have your master taught you to be polite when you visit someone?"

"It seems that I need to educate you well for your master!"

The drunkard's face suddenly became cold, and a powerful aura overwhelmed the sky.

After all, this was the pressure from the top ten of the Hualong List. Yamamotoro couldn't bear it. He groaned and half knelt on the ground. A crackling sound came from his whole body, as if it could explode at any time.

"This, is this the martial arts spirit of you Chinese people?"

Yamamotojiro withstood the pressure and raised his head and gritted his teeth.

"As a senior, he actually ignored his appearance and faced the younger generation and ignored the morality of the world!"

"Besides, I compete with your apprentice in a fair battle. The seniors will end up in person. If they spread, aren't you afraid of others' ridicule?"

"I think your name for the Northern Boxing Taishan Beidou is nothing more than a false name!"

"Your entire martial arts world in China is also rubbish!"

Yamamoto shouted louder and louder, and there was a real madness on his face that he was not afraid of death.

However, these words angered all the disciples present! This little Japanese boy was really arrogant and actually scolded their master and the entire Chinese martial arts world! Even Jiang Beichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The little Japanese people had no awe of our great country, and they even dared to insult them, which was simply despicable! However, at this moment, the drunkard slowly took back his momentum.

"So it's a fair competition?"

"Since that's the case, that's not my fault!"

The drunkard is still open and honest, and right and wrong are clear.

"But I have a reputation!"

"Not everyone is qualified to challenge me!"

"You are a small place in Japan, and compared with our Chinese martial arts world, what kind of master dares to challenge me?"

The drunkard looked disdainful.
Chapter completed!