Chapter Twenty-Five: Recruiting Relatives in Competition
Wu Potian interrupted his hesitation and said sarcastically:
"Don't want this and that, I can't imagine that although the Hundred Battles Martial Monarch is a powerful party and a great master at the peak of the monarch level, his knowledge is so short-sighted!"
"Little friend, Ben Jun doesn't want to talk to you face-to-face, is it just short-sighted? Is this the truth?" Hundred Battles Wujun heard this little guy's evaluation of himself so badly, and his cultivation was profound, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.
"Definitely!"
Wu Potian smiled strangely, and then explained: "The world is about to change color, and the continent is born early, even if this situation is unheard of, I don't think you will know about it, right?"
"I know, but does this have anything to do with my family's women holding a martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"
"Of course it has a relationship, and the relationship is so big!" Wu Potian said the title, the corners of his mouth were slightly crooked, and he put on a look of unfinished business, and then said meaningfully:
"If a family wants to become strong, it needs to be vertically and horizontally, inviting all kinds of strong people to gather around the family, the so-called competition to recruit relatives, it should be this meaning, for this, the Hundred Battles Martial Monarch should not deny it, right?"
"Not bad!"
"Then Ben Jun, please ask, the vision of the world has been born, the storm is about to rise, this kind of combination of vertical and horizontal methods, it is a long-term plan, and the immediate effect is very small, this point, Baizhan Jun will not object, right?"
"Not bad, either!"
"But at most twenty years, maybe less, the entire continent will be shrouded in the catastrophe of heaven and earth, that is a generation-making upheaval, and everyone will be in danger at that time, please ask. Is this foresight of yours really useful?"
"Will this catastrophe really come?"
The Hundred Battles Demon hesitated a little now, he heard a little taste, but he was not sure in his heart.
Wu Potian crooked the corners of his mouth again, and whispered mysteriously: "It will definitely come, it will definitely come!"
"In your opinion, this contest is just a matter of adding to the snake. What a stupid thing to do with such an extra move?" "Under the instigation and lobbying of Wu Potian, the Hundred Battle Demons' minds floated, and now they are really a little uncertain.
"Of course, it's a lot of snakes!"
Wu Potian's expression turned serious and said:
"Bai Zhanyan is young, it is the time of the girl's spring, she already has her favorite lover, but you have rudely dispersed them.
It's nothing if it's usual, but at a critical moment when the world is changing abruptly, it's a big mistake for you to do this!"
Hearing this, the Hundred Battle Demon had already clearly realized what Wu Potian would say next. Moreover, under Wu Potian's explanation, he gradually understood that he might have really done something wrong this time.
"As for the rest, Ben Jun wants to have a secret conversation with you, I don't know if Hundred Battles Wujun has thought it through now?" Wu Potian put down the bait, ready to start reeling the line, he was forcing the big fish to swallow the bait.
At this critical juncture. Wu Potian was not in a hurry at all, he was waiting. Wait for the Hundred Battles Demon himself to invite him into the cave.
As soon as you enter the cave, other things are easy to say. As for the competition to recruit relatives, it is just a child's play, if you like to compare, let them compare.
After a while, the Hundred Battles Demon finally made a decision. He said firmly: "Okay, please go into the cave for a while!"
"Haha, Benjun has to say that the choice made by the old friend of Baizhan this time is very wise, and it will bring epoch-making changes to your Baizhan family. Wu Potian laughed. As soon as the body was light, the figure in place faded.
"Young man, you are young and promising, and your skills are profound, this is true, but your tone of voice is too big, right?"
Hahaha......
Wu Potian, who had already stepped into the cave and was standing in front of the other party, looked up to the sky again, and then replied to him:
"People who can have such a big breath must have something in their hearts, this monarch can cultivate to the peak realm of martial artists at the age of twenty, and he can't brag about it alone, old friend of a hundred battles, you say yes?"
"Well, since that's the case, Xiaoyou will tell Benjun, what kind of battle do you have that can make you cultivate to Tongtian at a young age?"
Now that the guests have been invited, there is no need for the Hundred Battles Demon to be sarcastic, so he went down the slope and said his request.
Now that he has entered the cave mansion, Wu Potian no longer talks nonsense, he shook his right hand, and a futon of heavenly herbs with an attractive fragrance gently fell into the ground behind him, bent his legs, and sat down cross-legged casually.
"Old friend of Baizhan, with the realm of Benjun's skill, to be my brother's backing, as long as there is something in the Baizhan family in the future, although Benjun will not give up even if he dies, this covenant should be considered enough, right?"
Hahaha......
When the Hundred Battles Demon heard this, he immediately became overjoyed, and he laughed and said, "Happy! I can't imagine that Xiaoyou is so generous and can stick a knife in his brother's ribs to such an extent, you cow!"
"Moreover, there is a big empire behind me, several major organizations, and a large sect to follow, if there is a storm, we will work together, isn't this bargaining chip not as good as a small dynasty and a big family?"
"What? ...... you"
Hearing this, the Hundred Battles Demon was speechless, although he was a peak master of the Martial Monarch level, but his influence was only on the Qingluan Empire, but the young man on the other side, at a young age, actually had such a deep background?
This had to impress him, and he was very glad that he had made up his mind and gritted his teeth just now, and finally let him win the bet!
After a while, this 4,000-year-old old martial artist woke up from his surprise, and after relieving himself, he asked eagerly:
"Is this a serious thing?"
Wu Potian nodded solemnly: "Really, it's more true than pearls, can you joke about this kind of thing?"
He looked at the Hundred Battle Demon sitting cross-legged on the opposite side, although he had been practicing for more than 4,000 years, he was still a middle-aged man, looking to be more than fifty years old, but although the true yuan in his body was condensed, it was sluggish and lacked vitality.
Seeing this, he asked meaningfully: "The old friend of the hundred battles has been practicing for more than 4,000 years, and he hasn't seen the threshold of the emperor level yet?"
"No, it's really difficult to ascend to the sky in one realm and one heaven, it's not easy!"
"Hey...... Although Benjun has cultivated to the monarch level for more than 3,000 years, he has never touched the barrier of the emperor level, and now he is old, and the true yuan is sluggish, if he does not break through, after a hundred years, Benjun will die of old age above this realm, I am really unwilling!"
"Presumably this is the true meaning of you to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, are you planning for the family?" Wu Potian smiled and said sincerely:
"By forming an alliance with me, you can make the impossible possible, I wonder if my old friend can trust Benjun?" After speaking, Wu Potian blinked and looked at the other party with a mysterious expression.
Hearing this, the old eyes of the Hundred Battle Demon suddenly bloomed with an extremely eager light, as sharp as a sword and an arrow, staring straight into the depths of Wu Potian's heart.
"You don't have to stare at Benjun, for allies, Benjun never speaks, as long as he says it, he can fulfill it.
Hey, hey, hey...... Old friends are too excited, low-key, low-key ......," Wu Potian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
But the Hundred Battles Demon not only didn't listen to Wu Potian's low-key, but became even more excited, because he found an extremely unreal illusion, the kid opposite, at first glance, he didn't practice, and then he didn't see the realm, if he looked closely, he still didn't, how could this be possible?
Now he is very excited, his heart is beating faster, and he can't keep a low profile at all. It's really strange that there are many things every year, and there are a lot of them today!
In the end, he had no choice but to come to a conclusion that he didn't want to come to the conclusion that he didn't want to be: "Freak, this kid is really a freak!"
Because, with the eyesight of the peak realm of the martial monarch level, he stared at the people at close range for a long time, and he didn't see the result at all.
This is not a freak, what else could it be?
Wu Potian shook his hand a few times in front of the eyes of the Hundred Battle Demon and said:
"Don't look at it, old friend of the hundred battles, you and I are in the same realm, both in the peak realm, but I am a little stronger than you, because this monarch has sensed the barrier of the imperial level and is trying to break through......"
"No, boy, how old are you this year?"
Twenty years old is one month away, and the next month will be full......
Hearing this, the Hundred Battles Demon fell to the sky and fainted directly!
He was directly stunned by Wu Potian's words, ya, it didn't hit people so hard, hahaha......
Just when Wu Potian and the Hundred Battles Demon were in the small cave mansion in the back mountain, they had a long talk, and the competition of the Hundred Battles family was about to begin.
Not many people are eligible to sign up for the tournament.
As the eldest brother, Lei Zhan took his group to the competition site of the Baizhan family early, and also instructed Hua Jin to go to the registration office to inquire in detail, how many people signed up to participate in the war, and what kind of masters they were.
Hua Jin, who went quietly and returned with a full load, came back happily, he laughed and said: "Second brother, there are not many people, there are only 3,500 in total." ”
A soft sound of the "horn" sounded.
Lei Zhanshi, with a bend of his middle two fingers, knocked his fat wooden fish head fiercely and shouted angrily: "Three thousand five, it's not much, so how many more people do you want?"
Hua Jin didn't answer, but touched his fat wooden fish head, and asked with a frowning face: "What about the fourth, how can he be missing from such a grand competition?"
"That pervert has long since run away......" (To be continued.) )
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