Volume 1 One Hundred Years of the Underworld Chapter 135 The Old Man
The most terrible thing about rumors is not that they are untrue, but that they can spread infinitely, as well as the changeability of the content. So, not long after we left Dragon City, the rumors have spread, and the claims are even more bizarre, but the overall direction has not changed: I have a falling out with Dragon City.
There are good and bad things to break up with Dragon City, and the good thing is that Yumu, Long Li and others will not be in trouble because of us. The disadvantage is that Akari and they have indeed lost our strong backing, so they need to face many things by themselves, but fortunately, Yumu's current strength is enough to deal with the war between cities.
Of course, there is another best reason here, that is, whether it is Longli, Yumu, or our training camp, they have enough breathing time, and this is what they need most now.
"We also need a place, a place that truly belongs to us. "I looked at the people on the side, and the team was a little too big. I and Juan Lingxin, Tsing Yi and Qin Xin, Xiao Qi, Xiao Rou, Don't Go Yet, Ape King, Hong Bo, and a few little rabbit cubs who killed and didn't want to stay in Lao Tzu's dantian, a full twelve people, no matter where they went, they were full of people and made extraordinary noise.
When Tsing Yi looked at me, there was surprise in his eyes. He knew the consequences of me doing this, and he certainly knew better, and I must have known the consequences of doing so.
"It's going to be a hassle. Tsing Yi said.
"Well, it will, but it's better to bother to find it ourselves than to find it every day. I said.
It's set for now, but we don't have time to do it right now.
Ten days later, we stood in front of the mountain gate of the Iron Fist Gate.
The Iron Fist Gate is indeed comparable to the strength of the Valley of No Return, from stepping into the Iron Fist Gate realm to now standing in front of this Iron Fist Gate, you can know the scene you see along the way.
The Iron Fist Gate is divided into two factions, which is a taboo in each sect, but such two factions have also promoted the growth of the strength of the two factions at the same time, and each of them wants to suppress each other, so they are desperately increasing their strength, so under the growth and decline, the overall strength of the Iron Fist Gate is growing faster. Of course, this is talking about the overall strength, provided that the two factions need to put aside their grievances with each other.
The Iron Fist Gate is definitely a martial sect, and just looking at this road, all the cities we pass through have a unified building: the ring.
The ring is placed in the center of the city, and behind it is the city lord's mansion, the ring is tall, wide, and guarded all year round.
Along the way, we also happened to meet a few competitions in the ring.
And the procedure of the competition is simply to an outrageous extent, the two sides do not look at each other, directly at the entrance of the ring to pay the money, or sign the life and death certificate, or sign the win or loss sticker, the two of them are in the ring is the addition of fists and feet, a move to play a board and a glance, a play like a child frolicking, in short, it is to go up and fight, after the fight to see the winner or loser, determine the winner or loser, decide life and death.
This kind of thing seems to be a common thing in the realm of the Iron Fist Gate, and everyone has long seen it, people gather around the ring to watch the trouble, the competition in the ring is over, and everyone disperses, each begging for a living, which will not affect the life of Chang at all.
The Iron Fist Gate Mountain Gate had just stood still, and someone had already ushered in it quickly.
The person who came stood still, his eyes swept over all of us, and after nodding, he said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, you come with me." ”
Following the comers, I walked all the way through the Iron Fist Gate, and finally discovered why the Iron Fist Gate realm was so martial and such a scene full of rings.
The rings in the Iron Fist Gate are also everywhere, along the way, there are almost a dozen large and small rings, and even there are people in each ring, looking at the offensive and defensive posture, it is estimated that it is not a casual fight.
And what surprises us the most is that after the Tiequn Gate enters the mountain gate, it has been clearly divided into two parts, a wide road in the middle, the road is wide enough for twenty or thirty people to walk side by side, but everyone is walking on both sides, and the eye contact between the people on both sides is also sparkling.
And this situation has finally reached its peak when we have reached the right point of the Iron Fist Gate.
Two rows of people stood outside the main gate, waiting for us to arrive, but it didn't seem to be a senior leading cadre, after all, our share was there, and it was not enough for the head of the family to greet us personally.
One person came out of the crowd, the same person we saw in the previous auction, still dressed as a scribe.
The scribe smiled lightly, and his voice sounded softly.
"Please come here, it's my Iron Fist Gate that is reckless, and please forgive me, it's really inconvenient for the Iron Fist Gate. The scribe said, with a slight embarrassment on his face.
Along the way, as long as you are not blind, you can see it clearly.
The two factions in the Iron Fist Gate are almost the same as each other, and in this situation, it is almost impossible for them to take people on a long journey to Dragon City, but they are afraid that as soon as they leave the Iron Fist Gate, they will have to return to reincarnation.
Thinking of this, I also understood the embarrassment on the scribe's face.
Under the guidance of the scribes, there is a solemn faction inside, all the arrangements are mainly blue-gray, sharp and angular, square and square, and the atmosphere of opening and closing arises spontaneously. Although it is far less elegant and solemn than the Liuyun Sect, the vastness and uprightness are far surpassing.
This kind of style is not like a sect that will make a gang and form a faction, and when I looked at Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi also had doubts in his eyes.
Everyone sat down, and the scribe naturally spoke first, and introduced himself to a few of us.
It's just that what's interesting in this is that when the people after the scribe are introduced, everyone greets each other with a smile, and when they introduce the other people, they all nod slightly, which is regarded as a greeting. I could even see a hint of hostility in their eyes, even though they did a good job of hiding it.
Another trip to troubled waters. The corners of my mouth were a little helpless.
Sure enough, after everyone finished introducing them, a yang strange voice had already sounded.
"A few people who have no sect and no sect, just rely on these few people, they want to explore the ruins with us, are they a little inconsiderate?" An old man with a slea and wrinkled face suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and compassionate, as if he was about to die in the next moment.
"Bai doesn't understand, you're really bad, just a few people like this, it's worth your way to send out the map? Are you really my iron fist gate no one? Any cat and dog can come and take a bite. The old man paused slightly, then turned to the scribe.
Although the words were addressed to the scribes, the meanings of each were very obvious.
It turned out that the name of the scribe was Bai Bufu.
There was anger in everyone's eyes, but seeing that I didn't speak, they all chose to forbear, but looking at that posture, it was not good for a few people to vent today, I am afraid that this matter will not be able to pass.
"In this case, let's go, looking at this big arrangement, I thought they were all ambitious people, but I didn't expect to be able to lay down some talents, it's a pity. I pursed my lips and swept diagonally over the old man who was dying.
After living for such a long time, it is really a human to live to a dog.
"If you want to go, do you really have no one in my Iron Fist Gate? The old man continued, not looking at us squarely from beginning to end.
For this kind of person who pretends to be X, he has to be beaten, and he doesn't experience the beating of society, I'm afraid he still thinks that his iron fist is big in this underworld.
So, I turned around, stretched out my palm, and after a flash of light, the map lay quietly in my hand.
I smiled at the old man, "You want to get it." ”
A cold snort sounded, and the old man had already rushed in front of me, and a punch was unremarkable, no landslides and cracks, no fist rage.
A figure flashed to the side and swung his fist to meet it.
With a loud bang, the old man's body took advantage of the situation and retreated, and when he fell again, he had already landed firmly in the chair again.
Another figure stepped back towards me, holding it back, and a strange force suddenly came out of its back, spinning and burrowing towards my arm.
A sneer slipped from the corner of my mouth, and the fist was unleashed, and the power surged out, and in an instant, the strange force had been eaten away.