In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tianming and the gray-robed old man had fought for more than a hundred rounds. m.
Finally finding an opportunity, Zhao Tianming stopped being polite and slapped the old man in gray robe on the chest.
The old man in gray robe was actually not weak, so he took this opportunity to kick Zhao Tianming in the chest.
Zhao Tianming stepped back four or five meters, but the old man in gray robe was slapped away by a palm and landed more than ten meters away. He still didn't stand firm and took a few steps back before he regained his footing unsteadily.
The gray-robed old man's face was a little pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that Zhao Tianming's palm just now had caused him severe internal injuries.
On the other hand, Zhao Tianming seemed to be okay. Although he still felt a slight pain from being kicked in the chest, he was much better compared to his opponent.
The outcome has been decided.
Zhao Tianming was victorious.
Li Meishu quickly came to the old man in gray robe, supported him, and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"
"Can't die."
The old man in gray robe was a little embarrassed. He broke away from Li Meishu's support, stared at Zhao Tianming and said coldly: "Pluto is indeed worthy of his reputation. He has such power at such a young age. I lost tonight. Don't worry, I will never do it in the future." I’ll come to trouble you again.”
He knew in his heart that Zhao Tianming was actually showing mercy.
If Li Meishu hadn't jumped out tonight, he would have been the most likely to die in the fight between the two.
This made him look a little embarrassed.
Li Meishu begged him to spare Zhao Tianming's life. Just now, she had promised to spare Zhao Tianming for the sake of his disciple. Now it seemed that it was really a slap in the face. Did he need someone to plead for mercy? It felt like Li Meishu's appearance had saved him. One life.
Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't know.
Zhao Tianming said: "I hope you can keep your promise, otherwise, I won't be merciful when we meet next time."
sweat……
Without giving any face to the other party, Zhao Tianming pulled away the fig leaf of the gray-robed old man.
"you--"
The old man in gray robe was so angry that he was shaking all over and was a little excited. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Li Meishu was a little anxious: "Master, don't get excited."
"Step aside!"
The old man in gray robe pulled away Li Meishu's hand and said to Zhao Tianming: "Okay, I am defeated by you tonight. I have nothing to say. I will keep my promise, but I have a question, who is your master?"
He was just curious now, which master could teach a monster like Zhao Tianming.
Zhao Tianming was stunned: "You don't know who my master is?"
"I have no idea."
"Living King of Hell, have you heard of it?"
"What? Are you his apprentice?"
The old man in gray robe was shocked and stared at Zhao Tianming with wide eyes, almost unable to believe his ears.
Apparently, he had also heard of the Living King of Hell.
Zhao Tianming said calmly: "That's right."
"It turns out it's him. No wonder you have such power at such a young age. I won't lose unjustly tonight!"
The old man in gray robe suddenly laughed.
Li Meishu was dumbfounded.
Zhao Tianming was also dumbfounded.
Could it be that this old man was also beaten by his master?
"Do you know my master?"
he asked.
The expression of the old man in gray robe became very complicated: "Not only have I seen it before, but I was defeated miserably at his hands. It was precisely because I lost to him that I have never left the country of Korea in these years. Although I lost to him, But he pointed out some problems in my cultivation and saved me from going crazy. I can still live today thanks to him, so strictly speaking, he is my benefactor."
ah?
Zhao Tianming could no longer remain calm.
Is there such a thing?
He was a little embarrassed.
But soon, he told himself that the other party was asking for trouble.
The old man in gray robe seemed to have figured it out, his tone was much gentler, and he asked: "How is your master doing now?"
Zhao Tianming said: "Last year, he passed away."
"Ah? It's a pity, it's a pity. God is really jealous of talents. By whose hands did he die? Have you ever avenged him? If necessary, I am willing to help you!"
"Thank you, no need. I have killed the shadow, and there is also a phantom god who is hiding now. Sooner or later, I will kill him, and the reason why the master passed away is actually because the end is approaching, and the relationship between the two of them It doesn’t matter much.”
Zhao Tianming said matter-of-factly.
"Shadow is dead? Did he die by your hands?"
"That's right."
"That's right, he definitely can't beat you, but this phantom god is said to be very mysterious and powerful, so you have to be careful."
"good."
Zhao Tianming was a little embarrassed.
Why has the atmosphere become a little different?
Just now, he was shouting about beating and killing, and now he is so concerned about him.
The old man in gray robe continued: "Your master is a generation of wizards. Under normal circumstances, no one can kill him. In our circle, there is a consensus that your master is the best in the world. He has a disciple like you. I’m sure you’ll be very pleased, you’re very powerful and a monster, but you still have to be more careful when traveling in the world. You can’t beat four hands with just one fist, and you should always beware of villains plotting against you.”
He was very concerned about Zhao Tianming.
Zhao Tianming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only keep saying yes.
After all, he is also Li Meishu's master and a contemporary of the Living King of Hell. He can also be considered an elder. Now that the hostility has turned into friendship, it is still necessary to give some respect to the elders.
Li Meishu on the side was also dumbfounded.
She didn't know much about the circle of god-level masters, but she heard clearly that Zhao Tianming's master was the best master in the world.
Now that Zhao Tianming can defeat even his master, she had to compete with him yesterday, which was simply overestimating her abilities. Moreover, Zhao Tianming obviously gave up yesterday. Otherwise, she would not be an opponent at all, and she would lose miserably.
She looked at Zhao Tianming, feeling a little excited and proud.
Zhao Tianming was destined not to be together with him.
But this man, at least, belonged to her last night.
The two have a relationship, and they will have such a special relationship for the rest of their lives. What else can't be satisfied?
Her idea is very simple, she dares to do something, so she took the initiative to sacrifice herself last night. She simply wanted to give her first time to her idol.
Now that I think about it, it seems like I made a lot of money.
The Living King of Hell is the best master in the world.
Zhao Tianming may also be number one in the world in the future.
He is still so young, what is impossible?
This is her man... She thought so in her heart, so she was very proud and proud. The look in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Tianming became very different, one of admiration and admiration...
"Pluto, although Mei Shu is my apprentice, I have always treated her like a daughter. I hope you can treat her better in the future. Her life experience is very pitiful. Don't break her heart. This is my request. "
The old man in gray robe bent down slightly and said solemnly.
Zhao Tianming's expression changed slightly.
He couldn't give Li Meishu a future, nor could he give her a promise.
This made him feel a little embarrassed now, and he didn't know how to respond.
Some people died, but not completely...
