"It's a wonderful feeling." Wu Yuan sighed secretly.

Streams of blood-colored mist, from the upper dantian palace continue to pour into the muscles and muscles of the body, promoting their further evolution, every time they experience, Wu Yuan will sincerely sigh at the magic of the blood-colored mist.

The body is like a reservoir, and the volume is fixed.

But the blood-colored mist forcibly expands it without destroying the foundation of this reservoir.

"The blood-colored mist is not 'fueled by seedlings, or to overdraw my life potential and growth cycle, I am still in the golden age of my body's development." Wu Yuan said secretly: "Every day, I can feel the steady development and improvement of my physical fitness."

"If you talk about the Ancient Immortal Dew, the Quenching Pill, and the Forging Bone Pill, it can help a young beast gradually grow into a powerhouse of the same kind."

"Then, this blood-colored mist can make a dog gradually turn into a Menghu, and eventually have the potential to grow into a 'Tyrannosaurus'!"

This is the ascension of the essence of life.

Magical! Incredible!

With Wu Yuan's current knowledge and level, he couldn't imagine what kind of character could create the 'Black Tower'.

"God? Immortal? Demons?" Wu Yuan shook his head slightly, quickly putting aside these distracting thoughts.

Continue to concentrate on cultivation.

……

Time passes.

Wu Yuan slept for an hour in the middle of the way, and went downstairs in the morning to get food, proving to Gu Ji that he was safe and sound.

The rest of the time, he has been meditating and cultivating, and his body is constantly absorbing the blood-colored mist in the 'Black Tower.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

Suddenly.

"Childe, Wu Xiong came to look for you." Gu Ji's voice sounded outside the door: "Say that your friends Wusheng and Luohe are here."

"Oh?"

Wu Yuan opened his eyes and said loudly, "Uncle Ji, I know, let them wait a while, I'll clean up and come down."

"Okay."

Immediately, there was the sound of Gu Ji coming downstairs.

Call!

Wu Yuan got up, cleaned up the ground a little, and sorted and hid the files and other items he got last night.

Open the door and go downstairs.

Come to the first floor.

"Uncle Ji." Wu Yuan said with a smile, and at a glance he saw Gu Ji who was practicing swords with his eyes closed in the middle hall.

"Childe." Gu Ji opened his eyes and put down the knife, glanced at Wu Yuan, and said, "You have been cultivating hard for three or four days in Fucheng, and your strength seems to have improved, which makes me feel different."

"It's progress." Wu Yuan smiled.

His physical fitness has improved a lot, even if Wu Yuan's disguise is convergent, it is difficult to completely disguise his skin condition, spirit, spirit, etc.

"Childe, cultivation doesn't happen overnight, when you are relaxed and have a way, your spirit is always tense, it may not be a good thing." Ancient Chronicles.

"Hmm." Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

"Your two friends should be going to feast on you, don't be too far away from the martial arts." Gu Ji said: "Last night, there were masters in Namco City who committed murder, and there were first-class masters who died, so you have to be careful."

"A first-class master is dead?"

Wu Yuan's face was full of shock: "Who is so bold that they dare to make a move in the city?"

"I haven't found out yet." Gu Ji shook his head and said, "So be careful, I'll follow you secretly."

"Uncle Xie Ji reminds." Wu Yuan arched his hand.

Immediately.

Wu Yuan walked outside the building. ….

It's sunny outside, the grass is everywhere, and it's the height of summer, and it's a beautiful view.

The Glorious Court is a deep place in the martial arts academy, and few disciples come on weekdays.

And when Wu Yuan walked out of the door, he saw at a glance that at the gate of the courtyard not far away, there were two young men wearing the uniforms of the disciples of the Martial Academy.

It was Wu Yuan's two friends when he left the city martial arts academy, Wu Sheng and Luo He!

"Brother Yuan is out."

"Brother Yuan." The burly Wu Sheng and the more elegant Luo He have also seen Wu Yuan.

The two of them ran to catch up.

In that courtyard, more than a dozen 'guards' who were training also saw this scene.

Wu Xiongzheng introduced them with a smile on his face.

seems to be showing off his son's relationship with Wu Yuan.

"Xiao Wu, Ah He." Wu Yuan also strode over, and the three of them came to give a bear hug: "I've been coming to Nanmeng Martial Academy for a few days, you can be regarded as coming to see me."

"Brother Yuan, don't blame us." Luo River Connection.

"Master Yang informed us early, but we are in a closed cultivation and can't come out at all." Wu Sheng said helplessly: "Today, I just got a fake."

"As soon as we came out, we came right over." Luo He added.

"Awesome, all have holidays?" Wu Yuan grinned and said, "It's not like me, it's hard to have a fake."

"Brother Yuan, it's not authentic!"

"Too bullying." Wu Sheng and Luo He pretended to be angry and hammered Wu Yuan's chest with their fists.

But in an instant, the three of them looked at each other and laughed again.

Although I haven't seen each other for a few months, my friend's feelings have not been overwhelmed.

It's still like when you leave the city, without scruples.

"Brother Yuan, I listened to my father about you."

Wu Sheng sighed with emotion: "It's really amazing, just a few months, you have the strength of a martial artist? Our current class of disciples, we don't even have a martial artist yet, and you're a month younger than me."

"That's why Brother Yuan was specially recruited by the sect and went straight to the Yunwu Palace." Luo He smiled: "I'm looking forward to it now, what will happen when Xu Yuanhan sees Brother Yuan?"

"Don't talk about him." Wu Sheng's face turned gloomy.

"What?" Wu Yuan frowned.

"It's okay, it's all trivial, the disciples in the courtyard are already competing, just like when they left the city martial academy." Wu Sheng's face returned to normal.

Wu Yuan nodded.

The martial arts academy is to train martial artists who are dedicated to killing, so naturally they will not be as gentle and elegant as private schools.

Competition is very encouraged.

Wu Sheng didn't want to say it, and Wu Yuan wouldn't ask.

"Don't talk about being unhappy, Ah He, you always say that when Brother Yuan comes, you want to have a banquet." Wu Sheng glanced at it: "Brother Yuan is really here today, but it will be your turn to bleed."

"Haha, don't worry, you turtle, the hemorrhage in your eyes, for me, drizzle." Luo He said with a smile.

Wu Sheng glared: "I'll eat you."

Wu Yuan smiled.

These days, fighting with those martial arts powerhouses, communicating with Gu Ji and Gao Yu, their mentality has changed.

And when you get along with two friends, you will feel that your body is only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy!

"Let's go, go to the 'Drunken Sect Building,'" Luo Hehao said angrily.

…… Zuizong Building, very close to the martial arts courtyard.

With Wu Yuan's vision, he has to admit that this is a very high-end restaurant, no matter the decoration and furnishings, it is very tasteful. ….

And those who enter and exit the restaurant, most of the disciples of the martial arts.

Most of the disciples of the high-level martial arts academy are either rich or noble.

Wu is a gold cave, and without sufficient financial resources, it is difficult to supply the investment of a martial artist's early growth.

Like Wu Yuan's original body, it seems to be poor, but in fact, it has exceeded ninety percent of civilian families.

Talent alone?

Unless the talent is peerless, it is extremely difficult for poor families to get ahead.

"Young Master Luo." was warmly greeted by the attendants, and Luo He was recognized at a glance.

Obviously, as the eldest son of the big family, Luo He is a frequent visitor here.

"Today, my good brother is here, and I will bring you all the dishes you are good at." Luo Hehao said angrily: "The price doesn't have to be considered."

"Okay, inside Master Luo." The stewards not far away even greeted him, and couldn't help but glance at 'Wu Yuan,' at the mouth of the Luo River.

I didn't wear a martial arts disciple uniform, and I was dressed very ordinary.

But he noticed that Wu Yuan was unusual.

It's not like a teenager, it's more like a person in power, with an unusual sense of calm.

"Ah He, you don't have to spend so much." Wu Yuan smiled.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry, it's only a dozen taels of silver in the sky." Luo He smiled and said, "To you and me, it's nothing."

"Ah He, let's go upstairs first." Wu Sheng said in a deep voice.

The group went up to the 'private room' on the third floor, which was very spacious and had a very good view, and through the window, they happened to see the lake not far away.

It is the season when the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the breeze is very pleasant.

Soon.

There are all kinds of delicacies on offer, and the maid also brings wine.

"Brother Yuan, taste the wine here, it's very famous, and it is claimed that you have drunk the grandmaster." Luo He poured wine for Wu Yuan.

was stopped by Wu Yuan.

"Luo He, I won't drink the wine." Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "We are at a critical moment in our cultivation, and not getting drunk is the most basic."

Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and the color is a steel knife that scrapes bones.

This is not only true for adults, but also for teenagers whose bodies are still developing rapidly, and the harm is even greater.

With Wu Yuan's current physical fitness, the impact of drinking some wine is almost none.

But Wu Yuan knew that the wine in this world was also much stronger than in the previous life, and he used Luo He and Wu to beat their physical fitness?

It's going to have a big impact.

It seems that drinking a meal has little effect, but before all disasters break out, they are small accumulations again and again.

"Yes!"

"Ah He, I usually tell you to let you drink less, but you just don't listen, but today is what Brother Yuan said." Wu Sheng also said.

"Hehe, listen to Brother Yuan, don't drink." Luo He put the flask down.

beckoned to the maid to remove the wine.

Wu Yuan shook his head and smiled.

He could see that Luo He didn't listen to persuasion at all, but everyone has their own ambitions, and he won't restrain them more.

With Luo He's family background, even if it is difficult to achieve martial arts, he should be worry-free for the rest of his life.

Two friends.

Wu Sheng, with a true martial arts heart, is expected to surpass his father's Wu Xiong in the future.

"Eat vegetables!"

Luo He said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, the dishes here are also a must, they are all famous dishes of Nanmeng, you finally came once, you have to try it."

"Haha, good, it's rare to come to Nanmeng, I have to try it." Wu Yuan naturally wouldn't be polite anymore.

The three of them chatted while eating like this. ….

Talk about interesting things in the past, talk about their recent experiences, and talk about their imaginations for the future.

Suddenly.

There was a commotion outside the room, Luo He and Wu Sheng didn't take it seriously, but how good was Wu Yuan's hearing?

His brow furrowed slightly.

Before Wu Yuan could open his mouth to the two, the door was directly pushed open, and the group broke in directly.

In addition to the restaurant steward and maid, there are also several disciples of the martial arts.

"Huh?" Luo He and Wu Sheng reacted at this time, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

"Butler! What does this mean?" Luo He stood up, his face gloomy and his eyes cold.

"Young Master Luo, I'm really sorry, we couldn't stop it." The Hu steward looked helpless.

"Did you fail to stop it, or did you not want to stop it?" Wu Yuan said.

Steward Hu's face changed slightly.

"There's no need to worry about the restaurant manager, I'm going to come in myself." The tall martial arts disciple at the head sneered and said, "Whoever I eat the bear-hearted leopard dares to occupy my usual private room, it turns out to be Luo He, you."

"Haichen, you want to play, I'll go back and play with you."

Luo He's face was gloomy: "But today, I'm hosting my friend, you'd better be interesting and quit, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite."

"You're welcome?"

The martial arts disciple named Haichen said in a strange air: "I'm so scared, a guy who was beaten into a pig's head in a martial arts class still dares to threaten me? Haha, I'm laughing to death!"

"Haha!"

"Haha." Several of the warriors who came with him also laughed.

Luo He's eyes turned red instantly, and he was in martial arts class

's shame is his taboo, and whoever dares to mention it on weekdays will mostly turn his face directly.

"Haichen, that's enough." Wu Sheng said in a deep voice.

"Wu Sheng, which green onion are you? Worthy to talk to me? Anyway, I don't bother to bother with you today." Haichen restrained his smile and said coldly, "The person I want to feast on today is a senior brother, one of the top ten disciples, hurry up and get out of here, otherwise, when that senior brother comes, I will have your good fruit to eat."

One of the top ten disciples? Wu Sheng and Luo He's faces changed.

Although they have only been admitted to the hospital for a few months, they are still 'freshmen'.

can also know the top ten disciples, representing the top ten disciples of the martial academy.

The high-level martial arts academy, not the low-level and intermediate-level martial arts academy, can become the top ten disciples among the nearly 10,000 disciples, and their own strength is very strong, and they are basically masters of the stream.

It's promising.

Wu Sheng and Luo He are not afraid of this Haichen.

As a freshman, who is afraid of whom?

But directly offend the top ten disciples? Even if it is Luo He, you have to weigh the stakes!

"Steward Hu, is your restaurant open like this?" Wu Yuan suddenly spoke.

In a word, Steward Hu's face changed more and more.

If the shopkeeper is here, he is naturally not afraid of the young masters on both sides, after all, he can open a store, and most of them have some background.

But he is an ordinary steward, but no one can afford to offend.

"Who are you?" Haichen looked at Wu Yuan coldly.

"My name is Wu Yuan." Wu Yuan said with a smile.

"Wu Yuan?" Haichen raised his eyebrows: "I haven't heard of several outstanding disciples of the Nanmeng Wu Clan, but I haven't heard of someone named Wu Yuan."

"Look at you dressed so ordinary, not even a disciple of the Martial Academy."

"Could it be that he came from the city, Luo He's friend in the low-level martial arts academy?" Haichen's words were full of disdain. ….

"Haichen, do you know ......" Luo He was about to speak, but was stopped by Wu Yuan's look.

"Indeed, I came from the city."

Wu Yuan spoke again, and said leisurely, "It should belong to the 'Nanmeng Wu Clan's branch family' in your mouth."

Although Wu Yuan became an elder of the Wu clan, he was also a specially recruited disciple of the Hengyun Sect.

But how big is Namco? With a population of tens of millions, Guangfu City itself has a population of one million, except for some high-level and intelligence officers.

Most people don't care and don't know about these things.

The disciples who have been cultivating in the martial arts academy all the year round are also much more closed.

"Whew!"

Hai Chen sneered, stepped forward, and looked down at Wu Yuan. "The Wu Branch? Your name is Wu Yuan, so do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Wu Yuan said.

"I don't know, and you dare to interject at will? Let me tell you, I am the son of the elder of the Nanmenghai clan." Haichen had a condescending look and sneered, "The Nanmeng Wu Clan, a small family that doesn't even have a first-class master, the elders of the Wu Clan will be more polite when they see me."

"If you were a disciple of the Martial Academy, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you."

"But you, a waste who can't even pass the high-level martial arts academy, dare to interject?"

"Believe it or not, if I pass a word to the Wu clan, you can be expelled from the Wu clan? Is it better for your family to live than to die?" Hai Chen looked at Wu Yuan.

"Oh? Really?" Wu Yuan's expression was still calm.

Wu Yuan has not encountered such a fool for many years, but he can understand that big families often produce fools.

In his previous life, Wu Yuan had seen a lot of fools who were 'pit dad' pit dad, 'pit man'.

Meat eaters are despised, and it has never been an empty word.

Suddenly.

"The guest you invited seems to be coming." Wu Yuan said.

"What?" Haichen was stunned.

The rest of the room was equally confused.

But soon.

"Haichen?" A deep voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Suddenly, everyone in the room couldn't help it

Looked over.

It was one of the top ten disciples of the Nanmeng Martial Academy who had met with Wu Yuan before.

"Brother Zhu, wait a minute, there are too many people in this restaurant today, and I am asking them to clear out a room." Haichen looked at it, with a flattering smile on his face.

The other disciples who followed also showed flattery and admiration.

With the age and strength of the bamboo businessman, there is hope to become a second-rate master.

Even the patriarchs of those big clans will not give a face, and will treat each other as 'little friend.'

Notice.

Among the many great clans in Namco, it is rare to have one or two first-class masters, and second-rate masters are already very powerful figures.

"Bamboo merchant?" Wu Sheng and Luo He also looked at the bamboo merchants.

Naturally, they had heard of each other, and they had seen each other from afar.

It's a pity that I never communicated.

"Senior Brother Wu, I'm sorry." The bamboo merchant ignored the crowd around him and looked directly at Wu Yuan.

What kind of fine man is he? At a glance, you can understand what is going on.

The bamboo merchant said to Wu Yuan with an apologetic face, "Today's incident must be a misunderstanding, and I hope Senior Brother Wu will forgive me."

There was silence.

Haichen and the accompanying disciples of the Martial Academy all trembled. ….

Senior Brother Wu?

The bamboo merchant actually called the other party a senior brother?

You must know that Zhu Shang is already a 'fourth-level disciple, and there is no disciple older than him in the martial academy.

His senior brother?

But just looking at his face, Wu Yuan was sixteen or seventeen years old, which was obviously much younger.

Wu Sheng and Luo He glanced at each other, equally shocked, they all knew that 'specially recruited disciples, very special, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.'

Can you directly make the top ten disciples of the Martial Academy bow their heads?

Calling me a senior brother?

You must know that in terms of strength and potential, the Bamboo Merchant is not much weaker than the real Yunwu Hall disciple!

"Brother Zhu, you can call me by my name, I haven't passed the dean's verification yet." Wu Yuan said calmly.

"With the strength of the senior brother, it must be easy to pass the test." The bamboo merchant laughed.

He knew Wu Yuan's strength, how could a fourteen-year-old martial artist fail the review?

"I lend you good words." Wu Yuan said.

"Okay, Brother Zhu, I got together with two friends today, and there are some places that this Brother Hai misunderstood, but since Brother Zhu is here, I want to come and have nothing to do with you, so forget it today." Wu Yuan said: "It's not easy for me to get together with my friends, I can't entertain you, Brother Zhu, wait until I return to the Martial Academy, and we'll talk again."

"Hmm."

Zhu Shang nodded: "Senior Brother Wu, today is definitely a misunderstanding, if Haichen is rude, I hope you Haihan."

"I've got this meal."

"After you verify your strength, senior brother, I will give you a banquet to make amends." The bamboo merchant looked at Wu Yuan with a hint of request.

"Brother Zhu, I have already said it, it has nothing to do with you." Wu Yuan looked at him directly, calmly: "In addition, today is my brother's treat, so you don't have to break the bank."

Wu Yuan's words made the bamboo merchant sigh in his heart.

He understood.

Wu Yuan did not accept his mediation.

Without hesitation, the bamboo merchant reluctantly kicked Haichen on the side, kicked him directly to the ground, and snorted coldly, "You idiot, why don't you kowtow to Senior Brother Wu to make amends?"

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