Great Xia forcibly incorporated all cultivators into the Divine Pavilion, and erased all the cultivation methods in the Heavenly Book and above, making it difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with cultivation unless they could enter the Divine Pavilion.

And if the people of Great Xia want to enter the Divine Pavilion, either there is one person in the family who has attained the Tao. Or, you have to be talented, and you have to have shit luck like the fat man Zhang Ze.

The Mo tribe is different, the Mo people have a complete book of heaven, and the spirit stones can be bought and sold in the market. Therefore, in the Mo Clan, as long as you are diligent and talented, you can have the opportunity to practice martial arts.

The most important thing is that the Mo people used the strength of the whole country to establish the Refining Hall. Young people with outstanding talents can enter the gym and receive guidance from famous teachers for free.

The humiliation and hatred of the past hundred years have also raised the morale of recent generations of young people of the Mo tribe.

For various reasons, the Mo tribe has given birth to many young and strong people. And their young powerhouses are not flowers in a greenhouse, almost every one of them has gone to the frontier to experience.

Shi Fei is one of these young people of the Mo tribe.

His grandfather and father were both Mo clan elders... Grandfather Shi Hai was killed by Qingfeng a hundred years ago, and Zhang Ze's fourth senior brother was killed.

Eleven years ago, his father, Shiliu, was determined to take revenge, so he duel with Qingfeng.... also died at the hands of Qingfeng.

On the day his father died in battle, Shi Fei, who was only four years old, made an oath... His life in this life will only be left to Qingfeng, and it will only be left to Great Xia.

...

"Come, I'll drink with you. ”

Shi Fei rushed out of the group.

He looked at Zhang Ze, who was arrogant in front of him, and he tried his best to remember the faces of every Daxia person present.

There were a lot of Daxia people present, seventy-six people, almost surrounded the seventeen Mo people, but Shi Fei was very calm, he was very confident, "Mr. Zhang, give face, invite us to drink, of course we can't refuse." It's just that the Mo people have a rule for drinking, whoever drinks first will leave his life here. ”

Shi Fei joined the army at the age of eight, and at the age of nine, he went alone to the frontier opposite the Great Xia, and made a living by hunting and killing the soldiers of Great Xia.... In terms of cultivation, he may not be as good as Zhang Ze, but in terms of the courage to fight his life and the amount of wine he drinks, he is confident that all the Daxia dolls present are not his opponents.

Shi Fei was only fifteen years old, but he had a strange aura, he stood up, and the young people of the Mo tribe present looked at him.

Even Li Mo, who took the lead, stood quietly behind him, she quietly looked at Shi Fei, who was three years younger than her, looking at this broad shoulder, she felt very relieved.

No one thinks that Shi Fei is messing around, so no one stops it.

The fat man Zhang Ze still had his head and chin facing the sky, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his small eyes were looking down at Shi Fei, who was a head shorter than him... But he just watched and didn't speak.

Because the fat man Zhang didn't know what to say, he didn't feel right to call the other party to fight now. If he really agreed to come down and have a drink with the other party, he felt that it was even more wrong to do so.

He looked at Shi Fei's eyes, which were not as fierce as a wolf, not as contemptuous as a tiger, not as fierce as a lion... The eyes were small and calm, as calm as the surface of the deep sea, but unfathomable.

He could feel the tyrannical and bloodthirsty aura of the young man in front of him.

Zhang Zezhen felt that the young man in front of him would really kill him. Although he always believed that no one is not afraid of death, it is human nature to be afraid of death, so as long as he is fierce enough at all times, there will be no chance of encountering that kind of person who does not want to die.

But this young man in front of him, could it be just what if? Zhang was very hesitant.

So Zhang didn't dare to speak.

....

Today's Zhang Ze has a different status, he doesn't speak, so naturally someone will say it for him.

Ao You behind him followed him, also with his hands in his trouser pockets, his head and chin were facing the sky, and only his eyes were looking down at people, he poked out half of his fierce head from behind Zhang Ze, and shouted, "Where did you come from?

Immediately after that, all the young people of Daxia put on the same posture as Zhang Ze... This is the standard-and-dry posture. This is a strict requirement of Zhang Ze's three and five orders in advance, and whoever does not pose this posture during the war will be dealt with by military law.

"My life, naturally, is not worth Xia Zhenren's life. Shi Fei took a step forward very calmly, almost close to the big fat man Zhang Ze, he looked directly into Zhang Ze's eyes, "However, as Xia Zhenren's apprentice, you don't dare to gamble with a poor boy like me, how are you qualified to be Xia Zhenren's apprentice?"

Seventy-six of the so-called Divine Pavilion geniuses of Great Xia, no one spoke anymore... But they were still neatly in cool poses, staring at each other.

Now it is the people of Daxia who first call others to drink, and the other party accepts the offer, and the other party also makes a move, but they don't speak like this, do they accept the offer, or don't accept the offer?

Could it be that striking a cool pose is their coping trick?

The orangutan monkeys hanging on the table, on the chair, and on the ceiling chandelier suddenly looked at each other with tacit understanding, baring their teeth, not knowing if they were laughing.

In short, except for the Mo people and the Great Xia people, the people in other regions basically laughed... He didn't laugh out loud, just pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

The little Nangong Zhu on the table not far away flipped over a heel bucket, jumped on the railing like a monkey, and shouted at Zhang Ze, "Fatty, don't patronize and play cool." To drink or not to drink, to gamble with your life or not to gamble, in the end, give a sentence?"

The fat man Zhang Ze couldn't hold back at this moment, he shook his head suddenly, and angrily went back, "The surname is Nangong, who are you standing on?

Suddenly, they burst into laughter, laughing and staggering. Even the monkeys and orangutans are happy to jump around.

"The reckless people who came out of the poor countryside are not as good as the decisive soldiers. ”

Nangong Zhu jumped in front of Zhang Ze's eyes, "Fatty, it's really not okay to be like this, in order to save face, you can fight with Shi Fei." ”

He added, "I'm sure you won't be able to kill him!"

There was a wave of laughter at the scene... It's like having a wedding, it's like a chicken and a dog.

....

"One by one, laughing at your mother?"

was seen as a joke by everyone, but the fat man didn't blush and started kicking, but shouted angrily at everyone, "Lao Tzu is Xia Zhenren's apprentice, and Lao Tzu's life is valuable, so I just don't dare to gamble with this bitch." But why don't you dare?"

The fat man Zhang pointed at everyone one by one with his fingers, and said, "Who is the happiest fucking laugh, who is the fucking to fight with me?"

"You, you slanted eyebrows and crooked eyes, you look like a dog, you're going to fight me?"

"Or are you coming?"

"Or are you coming?"

Wherever the fat man's finger pointed, the laughter stopped.

...

After the silence, Shi Fei suddenly stood up and shouted, "I'll fight you." ”

Nangong Zhu also smiled and said, "I'll fight you too." ”

The fat man didn't dare to speak.

So the laughter started again.