It is precisely because Li Canghai has seen Zhou Luo's shot with his own eyes that he is full of despair even to the bones.

He knew very well that he was much stronger than Wang Quan, the master of the Iron Fist Gate, and he was also a lot younger and full of physical strength.

If the opponent is replaced by himself, he will definitely be able to win this competition, he even dares to guarantee that he can easily take the opponent's life within 300 moves and retreat, if he does not take into account his own damage, he is even sure that he can quickly kill the opponent within 50 moves and he is only seriously injured.

But the more he understood the gap between himself and Wang Quan, the more he understood the gap between himself and the black knife boy.

Whether it is 300 moves or 50 moves to kill the enemy, in front of the opponent's understatement, there is only a world of difference, everyone is not a grade at all, he is a god, and he is a human.

After seeing Zhou Luo's knife, Li Canghai already had a fear from the bottom of his bones for this indifferent black knife boy.

He knew that the demonic black knife only needed one knife to kill Wang Quan or kill him, even if he was an eighth grade, Wang Quan was only a seventh grade.

But even if he is full of fear in his bones, for the sake of the reputation of the Canghai Martial Arts Pavilion that has been inherited for a hundred years, as the owner of the pavilion, even if he has more fear and fear in his heart, he can only take Zhou Luo's challenge book head-on.

It's just a death, how can you avoid the war, let the Canghai Martial Arts Hall ruin the reputation of the past hundred years, this is Li Canghai's determination!

The cold wind in April blows slightly on the crowded East Street Herringbone Alley, this ancient alley has ushered in so many people for the first time in this hundred years, there are many stalls and vendors in the alley who are not afraid of death are selling all kinds of street food, and the small vendors shouting rock sugar gourds have brought a kind of liveliness that has never been seen in this ancient alley.

And the protagonist who brought all this, and --- Zhou Luo, who was also the most popular figure in Qingguo Kyoto this month, was still isolated from the world at this time, although he was in the noisy area in the center of the crowd, his body was blank.

In the empty space with a radius of three meters in this crowd, he was dressed in black clothes and black pants, holding a black knife, his face was as indifferent as a god, regardless of the excited looks of the surrounding crowd, he still walked forward indifferently.

The indifference on his face and the cold aura exuded from his body made him still as cold as an iceberg even if he walked in the crowded East Street herringbone alley, and no one dared to approach it.

Step, step, step, Zhou Luo looked at a rather conspicuous Canghai Martial Arts Hall martial arts signboard not far ahead, and knew that he had reached the destination of No. 12 Herringbone Lane.

Therefore, his figure is getting faster and faster, his steps are getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of his footsteps that was originally silent because of his profound light skills is gradually clear and audible.

As Zhou Luo slowly gathered momentum, the momentum on his body became more and more cold and terrifying.

Not to mention that the crowd that was originally within a radius of three meters from him retreated again and again because they felt a sense of spiritual fear as if they were being targeted by a natural enemy, and even the black power suit robe on his body that was originally cut and slim began to move without wind under the action of this huge momentum and the surging true qi surging in his body.

This state of being like a demon king descending into the world, not to mention the ordinary people around him, even the members of the procuratorate in the alley who were originally sent to monitor Zhou Luo's movements and prevent large-scale bloodshed had a natural sense of fear as if they were being targeted by a wild beast.

"This momentum, this momentum is simply appalling!"

A young member of the Supervision Yuan who was closest to Zhou Luo swallowed his saliva involuntarily, he catped his cat, and glanced at his colleagues in the Supervision Yuan not far away with some horror, only to find that the colleague who had always been calm and calm in his own eyes actually showed some panic on his face for the first time.

Such a discovery made him involuntarily feel a chill in his heart, and he shrank tightly, quietly closing the distance between himself and the terrifying black knife boy a little longer.

When his colleague in the Supervisory Yuan saw him doing this, he rarely didn't say anything, but instead sent out a unique signal from the Supervision Yuan with a nervous face, conveying the news of the increased threat to the members of the Supervision Yuan farther away outside the alley, and asking for reinforcements from the Procuratorate.

Zhou Luo didn't know all this in the distance, although he had already discovered the traces of the members of the Qingguo Special Service Organization Supervision Yuan who were secretly following him, but he didn't care about all this, or he didn't care because of his strength.

After this period of temptation, Zhou Luo already had a general understanding of his approximate strength level in this Fang Qing world, and his strength level was about the level of a grandmaster in this world.

However, because the skill level of the world he was in was obviously more than a step higher than that of this low-martial world, and because he pursued instantaneous lethality and explosive power, his lethality and combat power in a short period of time could even have a slight upper hand in the battle with the grandmaster-level masters of this world.

However, once the two sides make more than fifty moves, Zhou Luo will gradually fall into the disadvantage, and there is a possibility that he will be consumed alive by the other party and killed by wandering.

Fortunately, in the land of Kyoto, it is unlikely that the two grandmaster-level masters in Qingguo, Ye Liuyun and the emperor, will clash with him.

Ye Liuyun has always been idle, and it is rare to see him; And Emperor Qingguo, who is another grandmaster-level master, obviously can't do it himself, which is too much to lose the emperor's prestige, and it also disrupts his calculations.

Without the help of these two grandmaster-level masters, Zhou Luo believed that as long as he did not become an enemy of Fan Xian, who was the protagonist of this world, and led out the terrifying intelligent robot Wuzhu, there would be no place in the world that he could not go, and there was no one he could not provoke.

This is where Zhou Luo's confidence, as the strongest person under the grandmaster, lies, and it is also the reason why he is extremely indifferent and has no evasion between his actions.

Regardless of the reactions of Zhou Luo, one of the parties to the incident, and the members of the Supervision Yuan who were responsible for monitoring his movements, he was not in a good mood at this time.

Li Canghai, as the martial arts hall master of the Canghai Martial Arts Pavilion, naturally someone informed him of the news the moment Zhou Luo just stepped into the herringbone alley, no matter how many thoughts and emotions he had before, when he saw Zhou Luo, the initiator and challenger of this matter, he had no other thoughts.

He just stared blankly at the black knife boy in front of him who was straight and majestic like Mount Tai, looking at his handsome face that had just entered his youth and his indifferent eyes like a god overlooking the world, and suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes and sacredness in his heart.

He suddenly felt as if he had witnessed the rise of an era, the birth of another great martial arts master in the world.

The young man in front of him is like the legendary protagonist in the Jianghu painting novels he read when he was a child, as mysterious and powerful as possible, and it can even be said that his genius level is not to mention that in the current world, even if you look at the hundreds of years before, there has never been a martial arts existence that is almost at the level of a grandmaster at the age of fifteen or sixteen years old in the records.

Such a genius, not to mention reality, is unlikely to exist even in those slightly more rigorous novels.