And as he gets older, he becomes more and more calm and better at disguise.

He is the master of the Qinglong Hall, except for the Zheng Hall Master on the surface, there are very few people who know about it. But the boy actually knew.

Coincidentally, he wouldn't have come forward for such a thing, but he had to pretend to be a dog and horse in the house every day, and he was bored, so he came out to relax.

When Hall Master Zheng reported to him, he suddenly became interested in the Hall Master of Wanyu Hall who was born out of thin air and made amazing achievements in two years, pretending to be the Master of Hall Zheng for a long time, and he did not intend to face the Hall Master of Wanyu Hall.

But it was seen through at a glance.

Moreover, the hall master of Wanyu Hall said that his people had already found out his identity.

Of course he didn't believe it, but he was willing to believe that this was a combination of clues and speculation, after all, over the years, the emperor had put a lot fewer people on him to monitor, and he had been to Qinglong Hall a lot more often.

This Wanyutang is not simple.

He hadn't figured out what to do with Wan Yu Tang yet.

When Wanyu Hall checked his Qinglong Hall, of course, Qinglong Hall was not idle.

Wan Yutang wants to know himself and his opponent, and they are the same.

Huang Fuwei thought of the fight just now, his mood was quite complicated, he had a hearty feeling, and even more, he was amazing.

That kind of move, that kind of body, simple but sharp, every move and every style, is not without a target, there is no show, the enemy must be defended, and the enemy must be defended.

And there is no internal force, there is no internal force.

But although he has no internal strength, he can tie with his hard work for more than ten years.

He groaned and walked to the edge of the chair and sat down, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was his back cold?

Of course he wasn't injured, and so was Yan Qinglei, the two of them were tied.

But Huang Fuwei felt that something was wrong, he took off the clothes on his body and looked at it, he couldn't help but gasp, and a hole appeared on his back, on the brocade robe, which was a fist-sized circle.

The circle pierced through the layers of clothing, even on the midcoat he was wearing. However, it didn't hurt any of his skin, he didn't get hurt.

It should have been deliberately left by the opponent.

However, drawing a circle that sticks to the flesh is much more difficult than stabbing a dagger directly, but it does not hurt the slightest skin, how accurate is this control ability?

Even, the two have been in a fast fight, and he also used his internal force to shroud the entire battle circle.

But it all happened so weirdly.

Does this mean that if Yan Qinglei wants to take his life, it will be easier than drawing such a circle on his back?

Huangfu Wei stayed for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said, "What a Wanyu Hall! What a Yan Qinglei!"

Teenagers, regardless of their temperament, martial arts, reflexes, and open-mindedness, are so outstanding.

He said in a deep voice, "Come on!"

Hall Master Zheng immediately walked in, clasped his fists and said, "Lord, what do you command?"

Huangfu Wei said in a deep voice: "Early tomorrow morning, I will hand over the worship sticker immediately, and I will personally visit the Yan Hall Master!"

Hall Master Zheng exclaimed, "Lord, how can you personally visit a junior junior?"

Huang Fuwei threw the clothes to Hall Master Zheng and said lightly: "I am willing to lose the bet!"

Hall Master Zheng was shocked when he saw that circle, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but remind: "Lord, do you really want to ......?"

Huangfu Wei glanced at him lightly: "Although I am gentle, I have never broken my promise!"