The ghost slave's speculation was reasonable, and it immediately caused a discussion around it, and the voice of this discussion became louder and louder.

"Enough!"

Listening to the noisy sounds around him, the iron-clad North Wind was displeased, but he did not deny it in the face of the ghost slave's speculation, on the contrary, he nodded, "The story is very exciting, but I repeat, I didn't kill this hidden mastiff, you can go back to where you came from!"

When he said this, he was not angry and arrogant, and immediately suppressed all the voices of the discussion.

Including Lin Wu, everyone felt that their whole body was oppressed by a powerful momentum.

"Iron-clad North Wind, you don't want to die if you don't have the heart of the Yellow River! Kill the hidden mastiff I have worked so hard to cultivate, and deny it with a cheeky face, do you want me to go to Uncle to administer justice?"

Iron Blood's voice was cold, and his face was pale.

"You can do that. ”

After saying this, the iron-clad north wind turned around and walked towards the big tent, very simply, not giving iron-blooded face at all.

"I want to cultivate, so I don't have time to mess around with you here. Nanshan, send off guests for me. ”

Iron-clad Nanshan is a tall underworld, and he is also the most powerful subordinate of the iron-clad North Wind, he is loyal to the Iron-clad North Wind, so he will meticulously carry out all the orders of the Iron-clad North Wind.

Even if he died, he would not hesitate to die.

"Everyone, please leave!" As he spoke, the oppression of the condensation-level powerhouse was revealed on the iron-clad Nanshan's body.

"Okay, you iron-clad north wind!"

Looking at the iron-clad north wind that simply turned away, he glanced at the iron-clad Nanshan again, and iron-blooded gritted his teeth.

"Master, what shall we do?"

Behind him, the ghost slave asked softly.

"What else can I do, withdraw!"

Touching the gray iron and blood was in a very bad mood, he didn't expect the iron-clad north wind to be so shameless, and he played it to the fullest.

He glanced at the big tent coldly, and then turned around and led the people away.

Iron Will is gone.

Lin Wu didn't expect him to retreat so easily, and he didn't use the tricks he thought of at all.

However, he was soon relieved that Iron Will was now just a twelve-year-old child, a little clever, but far from being as powerful as he had grown in his previous life.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, most of his memories are still stuck in the previous life, so it seems that he still overestimates the iron blood from the perspective of the previous life.

However, although the iron blood is still very weak now, Lin Wu is still very interested in him, and if he is allowed to grow up, it will be a very terrible thing.

Seeing that the main owner was gone, the onlookers naturally did not stay too long, and nearly 100 people quickly dispersed.

In the end, in the same place, only Lin Wu was left alone.

"Three young masters?" After seeing Lin Wu, the iron-clad Nanshan tried his best to show a kind appearance, for this third young master who was an underworld, although he was a proud underworld, he didn't dare to snub him easily, at least, he was his master's own brother.

As the master's most trusted confidant, he naturally knew that Lin Wu's status in his master's heart was no less than that of the second young master Iron Shell Yong, who was also a member of the underworld.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to snub Lin Wu even more.

"The third young master is here to find the master?"

Iron-clad Nanshan asked in a rough voice, although he wanted to show kindness, but he still showed a hideous appearance.

After all, the underworld is not good at showing kindness at all.

The most direct way for the most authentic underworld to show kindness and sincerity is to bow that proud head.

But if he wants the Iron Shell Nanshan to bow his head to Lin Wu, it is simply unrealistic, leaving aside the gap in identity, Lin Wu's strength is also the last in the entire Iron Shell Tribe, and he will not be recognized by him at all.

Advocating the strong is a common characteristic of all ethnic groups.

"It's not. Lin Wu shook his head and replied, "I'm just passing by." ”

Lin Wu was right, although he was attracted by the noisy sound, but now he had no plans to visit the iron-clad north wind, so he was passing by.

"Okay, then the subordinates won't bother!"

"Hmm. It's time for me to go back, too. ”

After saying that, Lin Wu turned around and left, he planned to go back and cultivate the martial arts he had learned in the early hours of this morning to Xiaocheng.

Seeing Lin Wu turn around and leave, the iron-clad Nanshan didn't pay too much attention, to be honest, he didn't care about Lin Wu himself, what he put on his heart was just this identity on Lin Wu.

If Lin Wu is Tie Zhen's son, Iron Shell Nanshan will still treat him like Iron Blood, and he won't even say a word of nonsense to him.

In the Underworld, no Hades will truly respect a Hades, unless that person is so powerful that they need to look up to it.

Obviously, Lin Wu at this moment was not qualified to gain his true respect.

Although Lin Wu didn't know the true thoughts of Iron Shell Nanshan at the moment, even if he knew, he would definitely laugh at it, it was human nature for Iron Shell Nanshan to have this idea.

However, he Lin Wu is destined to use practical actions to slap the world in the face.

Inside Lin Wu's tent.

He sat cross-legged and held his breath in meditation.

"The 'Raging Bull Combat Method' and the 'Wind Patrol Body Method' are both special primary martial arts, and they are the most suitable martial arts for body refining and early cultivation of the spirit. ”

"I created these two basic martial arts on the basis of referring to the hundred martial arts, so in a certain sense, as long as I practice these two martial arts, I am destined to be invincible among my peers. ”

"The 'Crazy Bull Tactics' focuses on stability, accuracy and ruthlessness, and when you practice to the fullest, you can even condense the Void Bull, step on the mountains and rivers, and the stars and moon on your head, and be invincible in the world. ”

"The 'Wind Patrol Method' focuses on the lightness, agility, speed and flexibility of the body, and the cultivation of Dacheng can even follow the wind and travel thousands of miles in a day. ”

Of course, Lin Wu knew that for him at this moment, this was just an unrealistic fantasy! The existences that could refine the primary martial arts to this level were all old monsters in their infancy.

However, even so, the strength of these two martial arts is also visible, at least, no one will understand the horror of these two martial arts better than Lin Wu.

The time of cultivation is like a thin stream between the fingers, flowing very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening again.

After the big tent, Lin Wu was constantly familiar with the two martial arts, and he was ready to integrate the two.

"Drink!"

He roared violently, and the muscles in his body tensed instantly, and then naturally exuded a powerful momentum.

"Bull galloping!"

He roared again, and both of them came out in unison, the strong wind on his fist blowing through the group of Stygian grass in front of him.

"Patrol the wind and break the willows. “

He used the wind patrol method, and suddenly turned into a gust of wind and drifted into the distance, looking like a fallen leaf falling with the wind.

“········”

A quarter of an hour later.

"Alas~~~" Lin Wu sighed, "The core of the two martial arts is opposite, one is heavy and stable, and the other is light and spiritual, and it is too difficult to integrate the two." ”

He kept shaking his head, obviously stumped on him, a saint in his previous life.

"Forget it, don't think about it, today, I'll go to the ordinary people to have a look!"

Although the underworld claims to be a proud race, even this race is divided into three, six, nine and so on.

If Lin Wu is a sixth-rank citizen, those ordinary underworld clans are seventh-rank citizens, and the eldest brother Iron Shell Beifeng is a fourth-class citizen.

As for the citizens of the eighth rank, they are slaves of the underworld, and the slaves of the ninth rank are the slaves of the underworld.

Lin Wu went to the ordinary clan to take a look today, in fact, he wanted to take advantage of the darkness to buy a little underworld slave and come back, so that he could share some things for him a little.

After getting dressed, he walked out of the door with a hundred copper coins on his body.