boom!
A violent explosion sounded.
Two figures were blown away.
On the spot, only the thin black old man from the Heijiang Martial Arts School was left, bending over and panting violently, "I...I won!"
"Zhao Jiangshui, you old guy has a combat strength of 700,000?"
The tall old man's sharp voice sounded, full of disbelief.
The middle-aged man in red also got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with some embarrassment, "You have a combat power of 700,000, so why do you keep putting up with us?"
"Haha, to tell you the truth, I've been obsessed with reading novels recently. The protagonist hides his strength and then explodes at a critical moment to shock everyone. It makes me so happy!"
The black and thin old man laughed and said: "I also want to experience this feeling, so after breaking through to 700,000 combat power, I have not been exposed."
"How about I let you two guys show off your power in front of me every day? Have you two guys suffered this time?"
As he spoke, his old face showed pride.
"Don't tell me, it's really nice to see you two dumbfounded. It seems that my dormancy and dedication during this period have been valuable."
"Damn it, old bastard, you are so insidious!"
The tall old man cursed loudly.
The middle-aged man in red also had a dark face, wanting to slap the old silver coin in the face.
"Hmph, the two defeated generals should give me peace of mind. Now I am the protagonist in this cave!"
The thin black old man snorted coldly: "I'm giving you a chance to share it with me peacefully. You must break the contract and force me to take action."
"Then I have no choice but to stop keeping a low profile, and you two martial arts brats, please stop, otherwise don't blame me for bullying you."
Hearing this, the other martial arts students who were still fighting in the surroundings all changed their faces slightly and stopped.
The teachers and students at the Heijiang Martial Arts School looked at the thin black old man with excitement.
"Master, you are so awesome."
"Master, when did you break through?"
"The master of the museum is mighty!"
"Haha, low-key, low-key!"
The face of the thin, dark old man was beaming with joy, and he looked at the two tall old men who were still aggrieved.
He snorted coldly and said: "I see that our three martial arts schools are all in the same area, and for the sake of some friendship, I will reward each of you with a dragon blood fruit."
"One percent?"
The tall old man was furious, "So few?"
"Young Master, I am the strongest in the cave now. I have the final say. If you dare to talk back to me, I won't even give you 10%."
The thin black old man said coldly.
"Damn it, you old man..."
The tall old man was about to curse when he was helplessly stopped by a teacher next to him.
I can't scold you any more. If you scold me again, I won't even be able to do this.
"Okay, stop talking. If we delay for a while, the Triceratops might come back. We are no match for it in its current state."
The middle-aged man in red said weakly.
He is the most unlucky here. He was seriously injured twice. Now he really can't hold on anymore and wants to heal his injuries as soon as possible.
Hearing this, the thin black old man and the tall old man said nothing more, and led a group of students towards the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree.
The dragon's blood treasure tree is quite tall, with a thick trunk and roots that are deeply knotted on the ground. The dragon's blood fruits on the tree are full.
From a distance, it looks extremely attractive.
The three black and thin old men stood in front of the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree, with their respective students behind them.
Among them, the students from the Heijiang Martial Arts School all looked sideways at the students from the other two Martial Arts Schools, feeling very proud of themselves.
The students from the other two martial arts schools were a little aggrieved.
At this time, someone suddenly said softly, "Hey, why is there someone here?"
Hearing the sound, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they noticed a young man in black clothes who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old on the rock wall behind the dragon blood fruit tree.
The handsome boy in black was looking behind them, a little amused and speechless.
"Are today's alien beasts so fashionable? They also know how to hold parties. I asked why you prepare so much food and ice."
Ye Ran was a little nervous. Although he knew that the intelligence of some alien beasts was not lower than that of humans and could also learn some human knowledge, he really didn't expect to follow the trend so closely.
Below, everyone was a little stunned.
"What is this boy in black talking to himself?"
"I don't know. From the looks of it, he must have arrived before us, right?"
"It should be, probably because the front foot just came in, and we also came in with the back foot, and then we were frightened by our fight, so we never dared to take the Dragon Blood Fruit."
"Then he is really unlucky. If he had been lucky, the entire tree of dragon blood fruit would have fallen into his hands."
"It can only be said that Shi Ye is destined. His luck is too shallow and he cannot bear so many dragon blood fruits..."
"Okay, a young boy, what do you care about him?"
The tall old man frowned and said: "Zhao Jiangshui, don't be stunned, quickly take off the dragon blood fruit and leave."
Hearing this, the thin black old man came back to his senses. After some thought, he looked at the young man in black on the ledge.
He smiled and said: "Kid, since you arrived earlier than us, I will give you ten of the Dragon Blood Fruits later."
"Give him points, Zhao Jiangshui, are you sick?" The tall old man said angrily, "We don't have enough."
"That's right, Mr. Zhao, ten dragon blood fruits are not a small number. Which of us will pay for them?"
The middle-aged man in red also frowned.
"I'm out." The thin, dark old man said calmly.
Hearing this, the students at the Heijiang Martial Arts Hall were a little stunned, and then they all looked at the black and thin old man.
He hesitated and said: "Master, this is not appropriate. We don't have enough dragon blood fruit ourselves."
"That's right, the owner, he's just a little unlucky and doesn't dare to collect it. It's not like we want to rob him."
"I don't think it's appropriate either..."
"Stop talking about it."
The thin, dark old man waved his hand, "I think this young man has a good eye. According to the novel I read recently, when encountering this kind of situation, the protagonist will give a gift, which can be regarded as a good relationship."
"Moreover, the protagonists in the novel are all broad-minded and generous. I am now strict with myself as the protagonist."
All the students at the Heijiang Martial Arts School had their mouths twitching as they listened, some wondering if he had gone crazy reading a novel.
But right now, it was hard to say anything. I could only look at the young man in black on the ledge with some envy.
This kid is so developed, he has ten dragon blood fruits.
The dark and thin old man looked at Ye Ran again and said proudly: "Kid, don't worry about others robbing you."
"You also saw my strength just now. I am the strongest here. If you don't respond, maybe you have never seen a strong man like me."
"Don't worry, I'm easy to talk to..."
As he spoke, the energy and blood in his body gradually brewed, and he said in a low voice: "Stay away."
"Especially the kid above. I'm going to pull out the dragon's blood treasure tree. You're a little too close. Be careful of hurting you."
Some students stepped back.
At this time, the young man in black on the rock platform finally came to his senses, looked at the thin black old man and said with a faint smile.
"If you want to uproot the tree, why don't you ask the owner here?"
