The birth of General Bu directly drew an incomplete end to a peak duel between the old and new generations.

After the Scarface General put down Huang Long, he bowed down to Wang Luo and apologized: "I'm sorry, I can't let the Lord of Wang Mountain have fun." ”

"Whew, that's easy to say." Wang Lu lightly spat out a mouthful of blood mist and responded.

Then, in Huang Long's resentful gaze, General Bu once again dialed the thunder pointer, causing the old general to fall unconscious directly in the electric light, and his body quickly shrank back to its original state.

Only then did General Bu lean down and carry the old man on his back, and left the scene silently.

At this time, outsiders naturally stopped discussing Lingshan Xia, and instead discussed this scarface, who was erratic and ghostly.

This person is unknown, and he is unknown among Mo Lin and his party, but it is obvious that Huang Long's trust in him is far greater than that of Liao Fan, the deputy on the official face. And the skill of this infantry general is also very intriguing...... His true yuan is not particularly full, and he does not have the bloody killing aura that Molin soldiers often have, but his divine thoughts are strong and visible to the naked eye, and just now he suddenly flashed from the audience and entered, his movements were so fast that even the vast majority of people present did not react!

It's just that no matter what people speculate about his identity—especially Zhou Guo's envoys, watching his interaction with the old general, their eyes simply burst out with naked lust—General Bu himself did not make any response.

Wang Luo, on the other hand, walked slowly and methodically all the way back from the middle of the arena, and when he stood at the long table again, the blood mist around him had all dissipated, and although his face was slightly tired, he obviously couldn't see that he was injured.

Han Guming glanced at him, and stopped talking, because Han Ying had already come directly to him and greeted him as the commissioner of the liaison group: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Wang Luo shook his head, and then whispered, "Thank you for healing my injuries before, otherwise this battle would have been basically in vain." ”

Han Ying said: "I said earlier that it doesn't matter if you win or lose, what matters is the process, and Huanglong doesn't really want to do anything to you at all...... However, thanks to the fact that you can compete with Huanglong to this point, after this battle, the Molin people should already be your hardcore supporters. ”

Just between the secret words of the two, Wang Luo could already clearly perceive the fanatical gaze from the envoys of Molin. There is not the slightest hostility in it, not even questioning, it is full of appreciation and recognition, the only question is ......

In addition to appreciation and recognition, there seemed to be something else mixed in there, Wang Luo tried to recall, and found that the senior breeders of the Shijie Butcher Factory seemed to have such a look when they observed high-quality breeding animals.

It can only be said that the Mo Lin people are indeed quite discerning.

But in any case, this battle, which decided the attitude of the Immortal Alliance's special envoys, finally ended in a relatively successful manner.

Without the greeting of Han Guming, the host of this place, the envoys consciously returned to the long table and continued to enjoy the exquisite meal, but when they talked to each other, the conversation was obviously much more vigorous, and the content of the topic was no longer restricted.

It should be said that at any time, a high-level competition can be a lubricant that promotes people-to-people communication.

At the same time, Huang Long was also carried back to his seat by General Bu, poured some medicinal spirits that could clearly make people self-immolated, and immediately burped and opened his eyes.

Then he turned his head violently to look at Wang Luo, and his eyes curved into arcs because of his smile.

"Hahahaha, you kid! Yours is it! Belch! ”

Although the salutation is still not polite, the difference between a boy and a cub is obviously a world of difference.

Huang Long sighed with emotion: "In fact, from the moment you punched first, the old man knew that you were wronged before, how could a person with such a simple and powerful fist be a bad person!" ”

This statement is simply unreasonable, but the people of Molin have nodded in agreement, and the recognition of the people of Molin has led to the recognition of others.

Obviously, during the 1200 years of the New Immortal Calendar, the simple and crude and unreasonable method of the Molin people was more effective than many rational and objective methods.

Huang Long said again: "But it's also because of your punch, the old man is really itching." It's been a long, long time since yours had an interesting opponent. To be honest, you're not particularly strong in terms of power. If the old man really uses the power of Yuan Ying, you can't stop it. ”

Wang Luo nodded, and there was no objection.

Huanglong, who fought against the Jindan level with the foundation of Zhuji, has indeed reached his limit, although it cannot be said that there are no more hole cards, but whether it can be turned over or not will not affect the result. Between Yuanying and Jindan, the gap in combat power is at least several times, a genuine actual combat Yuanying, Wang Luo can't resist it.

As for whether it is fair to say that the foundation is built and the Yuan Infant is ...... For people who are really good at it and are used to the challenge of skipping levels, the realm level has no reference value. What Huang Long cared about was Wang Luo's strength at this time, not his realm at this time.

"But the old man can always feel that you are not in a complete state now, well, not that you are injured, but that you are obviously missing something."

When Wang Luo heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This old general's eyesight is really extraordinary, and after a fierce battle, he has actually seen Wang Luo's cultivation pattern.

Huang Long's judgment was not wrong at all, Wang Luo's current state can be said to be a complete and incomplete state. Everything he has and everything he has refined, the true yuan, the physical body, and the primordial spirit, are all for that wonderful golden pill. Only when the golden pill is condensed, can he be regarded as a truly complete cultivator. Before that, he had actually made himself more of a scabbard.

The true sword has not yet been sheathed.

"Heh, when you have a chance to make up for the defects in the future, such as when Jin Dan is successful, the old man will definitely fight with you again! Let you also see the true strength of the old man! ”

When Wang Luo heard this, his eyes widened in shock: "Really? ”

The familiar conversation made Huang Long's pride stagnate.

But the old general was a heroic man in the end, and he quickly laughed and said: "It's a pity that I couldn't unlock the power of Yuanying this time." The old man's granddaughter, who is not big, but has a mother-in-law, takes the doctor's instructions to discipline me at every turn, and then, the group of rubbish around the old man is actually willing to listen to her little girl's instructions! Take your own magic weapon to deal with your superiors! ”

General Bu silently took a bite of the crispy pigeon, the juice splashed, and it was delicious. Then he didn't look at his boss without looking at him.

"Speaking of my granddaughter, her name is Huang Jing, she is 17 years old this year, she has not graduated from Meng Academy, but she has been recruited in advance by the Molin Military Academy. At the age of 16, she built a successful foundation and became a Dan on her own in the bitter cold land of Longshou Mountain. And she has been lively and active since she was a child, especially like to fight, when she was five years old, she had just practiced a set of long fists to assist in the introduction of qi induction, and she broke the teeth of a tiger raised in the backyard......"

As he spoke, Huang Long also approached Wang Luo, stretched out his hand and pinched a melon seed that had taken a photo, reflecting a delicate picture.

I saw a little girl about five or six years old, with two pigtails in the sky, holding her head high, showing a hearty smile with missing front teeth, and making a gesture of victory, which was really lively and cute! Behind her, a young tiger was lying on the ground with a mouth full of blood, unconscious.

"How's that, isn't it cute!" Huang Long said, his eyes almost bent into crescents.

Then, he cleared his throat and said.

"The old man sees that you two are quite compatible, or you should marry her!"

(End of chapter)