Somewhere in Lincang City, in a rather tall and splendid mansion, the fierce-looking man was complaining during the day.

"Ancestor, you must be the master for me! When the group of mercenaries from other places heard that I had reported the name of my family and yours, they were dismissive and did not give any face. The people I brought with me were bruised and swollen from their beatings, and they almost came back dead. ”

Originally, he wanted to say how miserable he was, in order to increase his persuasion. However, during the daytime battle, he did not participate in it from beginning to end. Except for a dark circle under Katie's surprise at the beginning, he has never been hurt again.

The big man chattered all the time, and the object of his complaint, an old man who looked a little similar to him, and was as fierce as a lion, just sat quietly, picked up the teacup and took two sips from time to time.

When the big man finally finished speaking, the old man like a lion raised his head and asked indifferently: "According to what you said, that young man alone added multiple magic spells to a dozen of you on both sides?" ”

"Yes, Ancestor."

"You really didn't hear him chanting the incantation?"

"Definitely not." Dahan said very firmly, "Think about it, there are seven of us here, plus the five of them and two war pets, each of them has at least three spells, if you still have to recite the spell, how fast will it take to catch up?" ”

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded and said, "Well, this young man is a bit of a doorman. The cast speed alone is something I've never heard of before. Even low-level magic is terrifying enough. If I have the chance, I'll ask for advice. ”

The old man had a wide range of contacts and extraordinary knowledge, but like the young man, who was so fast that it was unreasonably fast to cast spells, even some powerful archmages he knew might not be able to do it.

Of course, he didn't think that the young man's strength surpassed that of those who had been famous for a long time, but he only guessed that the other party might have mastered a unique spell-casting technique that could greatly increase the speed of casting magic.

The man was secretly anxious when he heard this, and he said hesitantly: "This, uh, ancestor, what kind of identity are you, and how can that little mercenary group be able to deal with it personally." ”

He thought to himself: It has been more than ten years since the old ancestor stepped into the realm of the Silver Great Perfection, and according to him, he may step into the ranks of the Golden Fighter at any time, and his strength is more than a little higher than that of the high-ranking and thin man with the silver rank beside him. But the Silver Fighter is still a Silver Fighter after all, and compared to the foreign mercenary group, the Great Han obviously has little confidence in his ancestor.

According to his idea, he hoped that the old ancestor could use his connections to gather a large number of masters above the silver level to pile up the small foreign mercenary group to death. If you can find one or two golden fighters to help out, it will be even more secure.

The old man glanced at him and said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, I naturally have my own sense of proportion, and if I am not sure, I will not take the initiative to go to find abuse." Besides, what I'm talking about is a real consultation, but I don't mean to take revenge on others. What kind of virtue are you rabbit cub, don't I know? Under the advantage of others, they let you leave safely, and even none of your subordinates did not hurt their lives, which is already obvious that the mercy of the subordinates has given us enough face. If you don't stick to it and bite it, others will say that my family is wrong. ”

When strength is overwhelming, it is natural that you can do whatever you want. If each other's strength is equal, then there is really a word "reason".

Dahan was not angry in his heart, but he knew that the ancestor said the same thing, and the decision he made could not be changed. And with his own ability, it is absolutely impossible to get back to the field, and no matter how reluctant he is, he has no choice but to give up.

"Since the ancestor has a life, that group of foreign mercenaries will be forgotten. But today's incident is completely caused by that pair of lowly siblings, and I should be able to go to them to vent my anger, right? ”

The old man nodded nonchalantly and waved his hand lightly: "Go, whatever you want." ”

In his eyes, a pair of civilian siblings are nothing. Whether they live or die, the old man simply does not care.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Thanks to the elderly, they will not be held accountable for the nonsense of the younger generations. But the younger generation still has a reluctance, hoping that your family can let go of that poor pair of siblings. I don't know if the old man can give the younger generation this face? ”

The two of them trembled all over and hurriedly turned around together. I saw a young man in his twenties standing quietly not far from them, and he didn't know when he came in.

The man stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man, stammering: "You, you ......"

He couldn't have imagined that he was here to discuss and figure out how to deal with the foreign mercenary group, but the other party had quietly taken the initiative to come to the door.

The old man calmed down faster than him, and asked calmly, "You are the young man who casts spells very fast during the day?" ”

"It's the junior." Long Aotian nodded lightly, with a gentle attitude, just like an old friend meeting, without the slightest tension.

But a man with dark circles under his eyes doesn't think so.

"Someone's coming......"

He was about to call the guard warrior at home, but Long Aotian just raised his hand slightly, and the man immediately seemed to be choked by the throat, and he couldn't make a sound anymore.

"There is a golden warrior in this house, why do you shout and find some irrelevant and unrelated idle people to wait over."

When the man heard this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at his ancestor with surprise and joy.

After being trapped in the realm of the Silver Great Perfection for so many years, has the ancestor finally broken through? This is a great joy, because this breakthrough not only means that a new fourth realm powerhouse has been added to the family, but also means that the family that is only medium in Lincang City is about to enter the ranks of the top families.

Compared with the surprise and joy of the juniors, the old man was only shocked in his heart at this time.

The young man appeared to him as if out of thin air, and he didn't even notice it. And the other party looked calm and breezy, and under his full attention, he couldn't see through his depth at all.

Thinking of the uncompetitive children and grandchildren at home describing each other's performance, a guess suddenly appeared in the old man's heart that he couldn't believe.

Could it be that this young man's strength is still above himself who has just broken through the Golden Fighter?

He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

But Long Aotian's next move completely dispelled the doubts in his heart.

I saw him smile and his face was serious. I didn't see any gestures from him, just stood simply, and a monstrous momentum like a wild beast arose.

Even the old man who had been promoted to the fourth realm actually felt a little breathless in front of this momentum, and he couldn't think of resisting at all in his heart.

If the momentum didn't tell the story, then the outrageously dense elemental turbulence within five feet around Long Aotian had fully illustrated his strength.

The old man is well-informed, and he has just stepped into a new martial arts realm, and his eyesight and sense have reached the peak of this life. But the more this is the case, the more thrilling and shocking he feels about all this that Long Aotian has shown.

This is not a street magic show, this is a real show of strength, it is to show thick legs, it is to show muscles.

The newly promoted Golden Fighter couldn't even understand what level of strength Long Aotian's hand belonged to, he only knew that he couldn't do it, and no one of the Fourth Realm powerhouses he knew that he could only look up to before.

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