"Wutang?"

What does that mean?

Yang Lin and others have never heard of it at all.

Wu Tang, has a Mao relationship with himself and others?

We are here to cultivate immortals, not to practice martial arts.

Boom!

Di Jiu didn't bother to listen to what the black-faced man said, and he raised his leg to kick the other party's door.

"Ah!! spare, spare, spare!"

"My cousin, Dong Banchuan, is the first to pass on!

Boom!

Another kick!

This time, it was Zhang Quan's legs, he was born as a villager, and what he hated the most was this kind of bastard.

"You, you, you, you're looking for death! My cousin is a master of the [Mighty Realm]!"

Finally got up again, the black-faced man was swollen into a pig's head, and even his nose was crooked to one side, and he spoke like a pig.

The eyes that were swollen into a slit finally stopped squinting deliberately, and there was a resentful light in his eyes.

Vigorous Realm!

As soon as these three words came out, the guests in the lobby changed color!

Looking at Yang Lin and the others again, they already had some feelings of looking at the dead, and many people couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

"Hercules!"

"Dong Banchuan!"

"The first family of the martial arts!"

"Qiming Academy, among the hundred halls, the martial arts hall is the first!"

"In the martial arts, the students are divided into four classes, the outer door, the inner door, the true inheritance, and the personal transmission!

"This Dong Banchuan is the first person in the Wutang Sample Legend, and he is the first person in Qiming Academy!

In the midst of all kinds of discussions, everyone's words endorsed this black-faced tattooed man, confirming the power of this Dong Banchuan.

Hearing this, the black-faced man felt quite honored, his lowered head gradually raised, and his eyelids swollen into eggs also opened a line of energy.

"What about it...... You guys...... Don't help ...... quickly Fu me up!"

Boom!

Wang Gui's father died at the hands of the bullies in the village, and when he saw this black-faced man, he became angry and kicked him in the head.

Syllable!

The black-faced man hit the ground with the back of his head, struggled with his hands and feet a few times, and finally stopped moving.

He's dead?

In the lobby, it was so quiet that it could be heard that no one spoke for a while.

Bad luck!

Finally, there were guests, who were shocked and quickly slipped away.

In front of the public, if someone is killed, the government will definitely not care, and the people here will probably have to suffer a lawsuit for no reason.

"Stop! Who dares to leave, don't blame the masters, the knife is ruthless!"

Wang Liu was the most sharp-eyed, his mind was extremely flexible, and when he saw that someone was leaving, he immediately drew a knife in his hand, blocked the exit of the lobby, and shouted fiercely.

I know best what I can do.

Wang Liu knew that his martial arts were the worst, and he was not embarrassed to end up before, so as not to be killed by the bastards.

However, at this moment, the strength of his own people has already been revealed. Even if he didn't do it himself, most people would just think he was more capable.

This is your chance to perform!

His eldest brother, Lao Wang, but he has explained to him that he must behave more in front of Yang Ye, and he can't lose his face as an old king.

Really.

Seeing the murderous Wang Liu, those who had planned to slip away sat back unwillingly.

At this time, Yang Lin also frowned, and secretly said trouble.

He has also seen dead people, after all, his master is the landlord Zhao Wanshi, and as a landlord, where is there no black heart.

It's just that Ping Demon Town is just a remote place, but these two or five towns are on the edge of Qicheng.

If this black-faced man is really killed, they will be in big trouble.

Needless to say, if you enter the school and cultivate immortals, I'm afraid you will have to go to prison soon.

But at this point, we have to face reality.

......

Poof!

A weak pulse, like a leaky bellows, is heavy and weak.

Fortunately, I didn't die!

And one more breath.

Taking away the hand that was pinching the black-faced man's vein, Yang Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

We must be cautious in our actions in the future!

"Take your boss and get out of here! If you dare to do anything wrong, you will cut off a leg each!"

Yang Lin slashed down with one palm, and the two-foot-thick old elm tabletop was suddenly broken in half.

The bastards, who were slightly injured, hurriedly dragged the black-faced man away, and forty or fifty people supported each other before leaving.

"Money! The accounts here have all been settled! There is also compensation, not a penny less!"

Yang Lin was dressed in gray and was extremely low-key, but every word made these bastards scared.

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, this time it can be regarded as a big trouble, and he has to run away quickly after closing the stall!

Otherwise, those bastards would not have taken their anger out on him.

"It's not enough, it's not enough! The old man runs a small business, and he can't afford to lose it!"

"Add another hundred taels!"

The shopkeeper received a money bag and a silver ingot, and made up his mind to run away immediately.

These bastards only hope to leave quickly, for fear that Yang Lin and the others will not be trustworthy and beat them again.

Let the owner of the store keep the money first, and then take it back with interest when the injury is healed.

......

"Meat!

In the entire lobby, only Yang Lin's table remained.

As soon as I finished moving my muscles and bones, it was the hungriest time, and soon a pot of meat bottomed out.

"Boss, do you know that Dong Banchuan?"

Yang Lin asked while eating, since he had become an enemy, where could he know more about the situation.

The boss was anxious, but he told the truth: "Hey, son, if you want me to say, you should run away quickly! This Dong Banchuan is really not something ordinary people can afford to provoke." ”

He opened a restaurant, and he was the most well-informed, and after a sigh, he gushed out:

In the first year, he rose all the way from the outer gate to the family lineage, breaking the thousand-year record of Qiming College. Moreover, he is a closed disciple of the First Elder of the Martial Hall, and he is extremely talented and has an extremely high level of understanding......"

"In the second year, I went out to practice, traveled thousands of miles alone, beheaded a tree demon in Hulunchuan, saved the people of Banchuan, and was called Dong Banchuan since then, but the real name is not known to outsiders......"

"In the third year, I participated in the Thirty Courtyard Martial Arts Competition and won the first place......

"In the fourth year, I participated in the Fifty Martial Arts Competition and won the first place again......"

"This year is the year of the 100 Academies. If you win the first place again, then you will soar to the sky!"

After listening to the boss's narration, Yang Lin secretly remembered that he was able to win the first place again and again, and this Dong Banchuan was by no means in vain.

"I don't know, how many colleges are there in this Qizhou?"

The boss smiled happily: "The land of a state is too vast. It is estimated that the number of colleges that enter the stream is also above 1,000, and those that do not enter the stream are even more impossible to count. However, the tenth-class academy is about one or two hundred. ”

These words of his are also inferences drawn after listening to passers-by, occasionally talking about them, and confirming each other.

Burst!

Di Jiu had just eaten a large piece of beef, and when he heard this, he was swallowed to death.

"What?"

"A thousand?"

"How can there be so many?"

Everyone felt incredible, and then they realized that they were frogs from many wells!

There are hundreds of tenth-level colleges alone, but I thought that there were very few colleges with grades.

Ximen Qing: "In this way, the first place in the fifty courtyards seems to be nothing remarkable. ”

Yang Lin thought the same.

The boss shook his head and nodded again:

"Hehe, this Qiming Academy is almost the lowest existence among the tenth-rank colleges. And this Dong Banchuan, with his own strength, has raised the ranking of Wutang by fifty places!"

"You say, is this Dong Banchuan counted, the treasure of Qiming Academy?"

Got it.

With such a spicy chicken in the academy, it will pay more attention to geniuses.

In other words, Dong Banchuan's energy is probably even greater than he thought before.

No wonder the black-faced man said vigorously: "My cousin is ......"

......

The boss rode fast and ran away.

After a pot of hot beef was served, the shopkeeper also ran away.

Di Jiu: "Eat quickly, when you're full, we can run away!"

Yang Lin: "......"