"This ......"

Zhao Jianji faced Wu Dao's reprimand, no matter how thick his face was, he was a little red and embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "Back to the seniors, the kid has six out of twenty." ”

"I'm nineteen, you're twenty-six, you call me senior, you're ashamed, no matter how much nonsense you talk about, be careful that I break your head!"

Wu Dao coldly warned and then stopped speaking, if he was in the wild, he would have to pull out the tongue of this thing.

As for nineteen years old.

He didn't talk nonsense, after the spirit can look inside, with his understanding of the human body, he can naturally know the specific age of this body.

Nineteen......

Zhao Jianji's heart twitched, I, Zhao, am thick-skinned enough, I didn't expect someone to be more shameless than me.

Your nineteen young men are nine feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his arms are running horses, like ancient beasts.

But.

Facing Wu Dao's warning.

Zhao Jianji didn't dare to say more, so he honestly turned around and stood up.

In the rivers and lakes, there are strict hierarchies, if you really offend a cocoon breaking realm, with the cultivation of his divine power, you don't know how to die.

After Zhao Jianji's noise.

Wu Dao also cleared up, and with the flow of people entering the city, he finally paid the entrance fee after half an hour and stepped through the magnificent city gate.

After entering the city.

Wu Dao was not in a hurry to go to the Moby Dick Martial Arts Hall, because the so-called hero conference would only be held tomorrow.

He first found an inn and booked a room, and after he was full of water and food, like the rest of the Jianghu guests, he had a good visit to Canglan City, which could be regarded as a real experience of exotic customs.

I have to say.

The scale of Lancang City is really large.

Wu Dao wandered leisurely, and he couldn't walk all over for several hours.

The streets are full of traffic, commercial buildings, large residential areas, and from time to time you can pass by huge private estates that are heavily guarded.

Along.

Occasionally, you can see a team of people from the Beluga Martial Arts Hall maintaining law and order, and it seems that they have completely replaced the position of the official family.

However, it is precisely because of the constraints of the Beluga Martial Arts Gym that, in general, there is not much difference between the general atmosphere in Lancang City and the prosperous era.

The premise, of course......

Ignore the hordes of ghostly wanderers outside the city.

When the sun is setting in the sky.

Wu Dao is also tired of shopping.

After finding a few pharmacies controlled by the Beluga Martial Arts Hall and asking about the prices of some precious medicinal materials, he returned to the inn and waited for the conference to be held tomorrow.

Day 2.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

When the golden crow broke dawn, a loud bell rang from the inner city.

Inside Lancang City.

The Jianghu guests from all over the world are gearing up and have high morale, and they have walked towards the wide school field in the inner city, looking forward to becoming famous.

Now.

The Beluga Martial Arts Hall is the absolute sky in the north of Guangqing Mansion, but if you can climb this big tree, the future is bright, not to mention, walking on the rivers and lakes is a straight waist pole, superior to others.

Not to mention.

Troubled times are coming, when the wind blows, it is difficult to be alone, in this case, you can have a backer to shelter from the wind and rain, and you have a little more confidence in your heart.

Hence all sorts.

The battle of the heroes of the Beluga Martial Arts Hall this time was very large, and the people in the rivers and lakes who participated in it were also gathered together, and their strength was even more mixed.

Wu Dao followed the flow of people all the way, and from time to time he could see a famous master of divine power along the way.

Occasionally.

You can also see a few masters of the cocoon breaking realm with outstanding temperament and being held by the stars like giant pandas.

But Wu Dao just glanced at it and lacked interest, at most he was stronger than the dumb uncle, and his strength was very limited.

Unlike the two middle-aged people with guns on their backs that they met yesterday, they were also in a cocoon realm, but Wu Dao couldn't see through the details at all.

There is a contrast.

It is estimated that the two of them are either reborn at the peak of their second rebirth, or they are energetic, and they don't know what to do in Lancang City, and they haven't seen it in the crowd of people who participated in the hero conference.

into the inner city.

Soon came to a thick and towering, all in front of the wall, through the gates, you can see that there are huge white stone school yards inside, the school flag hunting, has set up several black stone competition platforms.

This is the headquarters of the Moby Dick Martial Arts Hall.

If you look down from a high place, you can see the pavilions and pavilions behind the martial arts school, the courtyard pond and the mountain, which are scattered, the scale is very large, and it is completely a city within a city.

Here it is.

Under the arrangement of the staff of the Beluga Martial Arts Hall, the crowd also began to divert according to their strength and enter different school fields.

I don't need to test anything.

Because there are masters of all realms of the Moby Dick Martial Arts Hall at the door, their eyes are vicious, and they can see through the strength of the comer at a glance.

The handle breaks the cocoon of the school field.

It is a white-haired old man with a collapsed nose, carrying a wine gourd, his old face is red, but his eyes are not cloudy at all, which is very in line with Wu Dao's stereotype of masters.

"Skull Crusher, Black Pupil, you are very good, however, there are some things that should not be taken, it is better to return them as soon as possible."

When it was the turn of the last Wu Dao to enter, the old man seemed to know his information well, and after taking a sip of wine, he squinted his eyes and said something meaningful.

This tone of yin and prediction seems to have a grudge against Wu Dao.

Presbyterians?

Elder Qin?

When Wu Dao heard this, he knew it in his heart, his steps paused slightly, he turned his head and glanced at the old man, and said with a smile:

"When people get old, they drink less, and one day they become a road down, but they will suffer a big sin!"

Ever since he had killed that group of bandits at the mouth of that bridge, Wu Dao also knew that he had offended the people of the Moby Dick Martial Sect Elders.

So.

Since entering the city.

He has been hiding his strength, not only suppressing his qi and blood, but also collecting all the spiritual armor in his body.

From an outsider's point of view.

I would only think that he was an ordinary Hejin martial artist.

for.

It was to hang Elder Qin out of the scenes.

If you don't hide it.

With his strength comparable to a second rebirth, once he enters the Moby Dick Martial Arts Gym, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the core figure.

No matter how stupid Elder Qin is, he will not blatantly retaliate, he will only secretly do it.

Better an open enemy than a false friend!

Wu Dao never pins his life on luck, nor is he the kind of Tie Hanhan who honestly waits for others to calculate and fight back after offending people.

Instead of being scared.

It is better to take the initiative to find out the possible dangers in advance and strangle them in the cradle!

This is Wu Dao's consistent belief in life.

But what he didn't expect was this.

Elder Qin's hatred for him was so great that he came directly to block the door and expose it, which saved him a lot of effort.

"Hehe, it's good to be young, there are many days."

The old man listened to the thorn in Wu Dao's words, and he was not annoyed, but just took a sip of wine slowly, as if to say let's play slowly.

This old man.

It was indeed Elder Qin in the mouth of the bandit leader yesterday, and when he learned that his path to wealth had been cut off, he was furious.

That's why he snatched this errand.

I just want to see what kind of bull ghost and snake god Wu Dao is, and he actually dares to stretch out his claws to him.

Let's take a look.

It's just a combination of strength, and the tone is still so crazy, it's like eating the bear's heart and leopard's gall!

To know.

He has wasted a lot of resources and mental strength in cultivating those thugs behind his back, which is no different from his right-hand man, and he has 'earned' a lot of money for him over the years.

But just yesterday.

His right-hand man was slaughtered by Wu Dao without leaving a single one!

Cutting off people's financial routes is tantamount to killing parents!

If it weren't for Elder Qin's good cultivation and kung fu, he was a snake that bites people behind his back, and the first time he saw Wu Dao, he would have burst out to seek revenge!