Wen Cheng looked down and thought about his situation, which was really exactly the same as what Xiong Jinyu said. Since he came to Helian City to recover from his injuries, he used his skill points to cultivate the Red Demon Skill to the sixth layer. At that time, Wen Cheng felt that the surging internal qi that originally filled his whole body and seemed to be about to swell out suddenly became completely restrained into his body, which put his body under tremendous pressure, and he still hadn't fully adapted to it.

He originally thought that this was something wrong with him, and he tried to find a way to find the problem, but he didn't expect that this was actually something that he would experience when he stepped into the first-class realm.

Xiong Jinyu saw that Wen Cheng hadn't spoken for a long time, so he opened his mouth to break the silence, "This master is an old first-class martial artist, if you don't believe it, let's have a few hands, and you will know." A hint of slyness flashed in Xiong Jinyu's eyes, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

Wen Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, yes, is there any first-class strength, wouldn't it be clear if he found a first-class person to fight? What are you doing with so much effort, this Xiong in front of you is the best candidate.

When Xiong Jinyu's words fell, the four people behind him were silent. Lao Chen and the beautiful woman are both the same, I knew that they would have such expressions, as for the tall and thin man's eyes, the corners of his eyes kept pumping, and even the expression on the face of the gray-clothed old man who had been smiling was frozen for a breath, as if Xiong Jinyu's words evoked some bad memories for them.

The four of them saw Wen Cheng's eager expression again, and they sighed in unison. Yes, there is another martial idiot, how will you live in the future?

However, sighing and sighing, the movements of the four of them were surprisingly consistent, and they all quickly retreated behind them, as if if they took a step back, there was some terrifying plague between Wencheng and Xiong Jinyu that would stick to them.

"Senior Xiong, there is a lot of offense in the future. ”

Wencheng saluted Xiong Jinyu with a fist.

Xiong Jinyu stretched out his hand and signaled, "Let the horse come over." ”

Wen Cheng still didn't draw his knife, and he also slashed towards Xiong Jinyu with his palm knife. He still has to test Xiong Jinyu's strength first, although Xiong Jinyu told him to let go, but he will not be as reckless as when he made a move with Ye Kaiyun. Ye Kaiyun was also full of confidence and let him let go, but what was the result? Fortunately, he left a hand and did not make a knife at that time, otherwise Ye Kaiyun would probably be difficult to survive. If this Xiong Jinyu was also slashed by him, what should he do? How should he explain it at that time? The first time he injured someone's money club, he said that he had missed, but if you said that he had missed the second time, I am afraid that no one would believe it, and people would only think that you were here to provoke.

Not to mention that it is impossible to join the club, I am afraid that I will face the pursuit of the money club.

Isn't this self-defeating and asking for trouble for yourself? Therefore, it is better to test it first, if Xiong Jinyu's strength is strong, it will not be too late for him to make another sword.

Boom!

With his palms intersecting, Wen Cheng felt that Xiong Jinyu's internal qi was strong.

As soon as Xiong Jinyu fought, he was shocked in his heart, he felt that Wencheng's internal qi was actually stronger than him.

Wencheng retreated, with the horizontal knife in front, "My knife is very sharp, Master Xiong is careful." ”

"Brother Wen, please let it go. Xiong Jinyu wanted to see the limit of Wencheng's strength, but he didn't dare to be careless, and went all out to guard against Wencheng's attack.

Wencheng's long knife was raised, and with one move, Yan swept directly towards Xiong Jinyu.

Xiong Jinyu's thug swept just right, slapping on the knife surface to block Wencheng's attack. Feeling the sharpness of Wencheng's treasure knife for the first time, Xiong Jinyu understood why Wencheng reminded him, which was also a little too sharp.

Wencheng relied on his fierce explosive power to make continuous moves, Yan Sweep, Yan Fold, and Yan Return. With Xiong Jinyu as the center, left or right, or front or back, the two kept fighting all the way, heading towards the other side of the martial arts training ground.

The two fought into a wooden stake used for martial arts training.

Wencheng shook his long knife, and a wooden stake in the middle of his line of sight was easily cut into three pieces by him.

Xiong Jinyu put his big hand on the wooden stake, and the entire wooden stake suddenly burst, and countless pieces of wood flew towards Wencheng.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, there was chaos between the two, and wood chips and stakes flew in all directions.

The beautiful woman, the tall and thin man, and the gray-clothed old man who were hiding in the distance all turned their heads to look at Lao Chen, who had always been in charge of the repair of this martial arts training ground.

Lao Chen gave a wry smile to the gaze cast by the three of them, this used to be when Xiong was alone, although the practice would occasionally destroy some, but that situation was a minority after all. Unexpectedly, now after coming to a Wencheng, the two of them got together and began to dismantle their houses.

"Happy, happy, boy, one move will determine the winner. Xiong Jinyu roared, and the clothes on his body had long been torn by him.

When Wen Cheng felt Xiong Jinyu roar, it was as if he saw a black bear roaring at him.

"Good!"

Wen Cheng agreed, and with a touch of his wrist, a long knife shook and a chirp of swallows came out.

The treasure knife was like a dexterous little swallow, inserting into Xiong Jinyu's defensive circle, easily passing through the weak points of his defense, and lightly tapping on his chest. With a touch of the touch, Wencheng retreated lightly into the distance.

Others may not be able to see clearly when they are far away, but Xiong Jinyu saw with his own eyes a few hairs on his chest, breaking and falling under a point in Wencheng, and his heart shook in shock.

Xiong Jinyu smiled heartily at Wen Cheng, and had no intention of continuing to do it, "Hahaha, okay, it's really a hero out of a teenager, and I lost." ”

"Where, where, I took advantage of the weapon. Without weapons, I can not be the opponent of the bear. Wen Cheng shook his head and flatly denied that he had won Xiong Jinyu. And Wencheng is indeed telling the truth, if there is no treasure knife in hand, Wencheng really can't do Xiong Jinyu.

Wen Cheng felt that although his internal qi was stronger than Xiong Jinyu's, his experience against the enemy was still not as good as Xiong Jinyu's decades of hard work. In addition, he didn't pay as much attention to sword technique as he did to internal strength, but after practicing a few moves, he didn't spend skill points to continue cultivating. When fighting Xiong Jinyu, Wencheng completely relied on his jealousy of the sword to take advantage of it.

"If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win, and the sword is also your strength. Do you think I can't afford to lose?" Xiong Jinyu disagreed with Wencheng's statement, in his opinion, the two sides naturally fought with everything, and those who didn't use knives were fools. Both of them let go of their hands, you are fighting to the death, who will tell you what weapons are not dominant, fair or unfair?

After a pause, Xiong Jinyu continued: "But I feel that the sword technique you cultivate seems to be ordinary, and there is no special power, that is, the last sword, which can barely be seen." Haven't you practiced any famous sword techniques?"

Wen Cheng's face suddenly became a little ashamed, "This, I really haven't practiced a famous sword technique, but I practice a knife technique bought on the market." ”

Xiong Jinyu looked like this, and nodded slightly, "It's okay, when you join the club, you can naturally go to the Xunwu Hall to exchange for a high-level sword cultivation." ”

Then he stretched out his hand and gestured to the beautiful woman, "This is Deacon Nalan Qiuyu, Brother Wen, you follow her to go through the process of joining the club." ”

After Wencheng thanked Xiong Jinyu, he followed Nalan Qiuyu to a room.

Wencheng sat on the chair, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. I can't tell the specific age, just judging from the gorgeous face, this Nalan Qiuyu is only thirty years old at most. But Wen Cheng knew in his heart that this was probably not her real age, her age should be older than this, as for how much older Wen Cheng didn't know, he didn't want to ask others about his age, and he was the age of a beauty.

Nalan Qiuyu has a beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, two big eyes that are black and white, and whenever others look at her, they feel that she is looking at you. She was dressed in a plain white gauze skirt, and there was a deliberately high slit under her hips.

Wen Cheng's gaze began to sweep down from Nalan Qiuyu's shoulders, only to see that her shoulders were like a knife wrapping the tight gauze in an astonishing arc, and the bulge on her chest and the sharply contracted waistline formed a sharp contrast. The plump buttocks sat on the chair, and the exaggerated arms almost touched the armrests on both sides. The skirt that was originally straight when standing on the chair completely lost its original shielding effect, revealing the scenery at the base of the thighs, and even the mysterious place revealed the silhouette of shadows.

Wen Cheng's half-lying body on the chair moved unnaturally under this temptation.

Nalan Qiuyu didn't seem to notice where Wencheng's gaze fell, and competently prepared something for him to join the club.

"It's been a long time since someone of your strength has joined the congregation, and most people start with a penny congregation. But our money club has always been divided into levels by strength, and Wen Gongzi is very strong, I am afraid that once he joins the club, he is at least a deacon, and it is more likely to be the main thing. But neither I nor Chief Xiong can be appointed directly, and the appointment of Young Master Wen can only be appointed by the head of the association himself. I will finish the formalities for joining the association for Mr. Wen first, and the rest is only to wait for the leader to come back and discuss with the elders. Nalan Qiuyu explained with an apologetic smile towards Wen Cheng.

When a beautiful woman apologizes to a man, I'm afraid that nine out of ten men will choose to downplay the matter in order to show a good demeanor in front of a beautiful woman. This may also be the reason why Director Xiong asked Nalan Qiuyu to go through the membership procedures for Wencheng, I didn't expect Xiong Jinyu, who was as big as a reckless man, to have this delicate thought, and he really couldn't judge people by their appearance.

Wencheng nodded in understanding.

The deacons of the Tongqian Society are already considered to be the middle and high-level members of the association, and such personnel appointments will naturally not be easily decided by the principal, and will inevitably be firmly controlled by the guild master, otherwise the Tongqian Association will not be in civil strife long ago.

"Now there is only wronged Wen Gongzi, who has stayed for a while as a congregation for one money. The ordinary congregation of my money club is divided by one to nine dollars, with one dollar being the lowest and the highest being nine dollars. Well, that's the sign of a penny congregation. ”

Nalan Qiuyu opened a drawer from the cabinet behind her, and took out a knot with a special copper coin on it and gave it to Wencheng.

Wencheng took the copper coin, one side of the copper coin is the word Tongqian, and the other side is the word one coin. The whole copper coin is very ordinary, that is, it is larger than the average copper coin on the market, but it is a little smaller than the real big coin.

"The ordinary congregation of the Tongqian Society is from one to nine dollars, and the strength is also very different, not that the strength of the one-money congregation must be weaker than that of the nine dollars, but mainly depends on the degree of contribution to the meeting. The higher the contribution, the higher the level. Above the nine-dollar congregation are deacons, and from the beginning of the deacon, they attach great importance to their personal strength, and usually deacons are second-rate experts who are qualified to serve. Above the deacon is the main officer, for example, the bear master is one of several main officers, and the strength of each of them is in the first-class realm. Above the principal are the current two vice-presidents, and finally the chairman. ”