The white horse stopped in front of the cliff. The man in white dismounted, held the reins in his hand, and walked softly behind the gentleman.
The gentleman still looks the same, maintaining his fishing posture, like a statue, unchanged for thousands of years.
"You kid, do you imagine that you would scare me from behind the first time you came here?" The man stood respectfully behind the gentleman, but it was the gentleman who spoke first, with a hint of ridicule.
The man smiled slightly, remembering his ridiculous behavior when he first visited his husband.
"The student was young and ignorant at that time. Sir, don't blame me."
The gentleman put away the fishing rod, turned around rarely, looked at the man, and said, "You are not my student, lest that boy from Li Ming come to make trouble with me again, saying that I stole his favorite disciple."
The man in white is none other than Mingze, the disciple of King Li.
When Mingze heard the mention of his master, King Li, in his words, he curled his lips and said, "My old man Li, in front of you, is also young, ignorant and ignorant. Don't blame me."
The gentleman smiled.
King Li, who was thousands of miles away, was praising Mingze for his thoughtfulness and respect for his teachers. Little did he know that Mingze was speaking ill of himself in front of his husband.
"What are you doing here?" Mr. asked, getting to the point.
"Of course I came here specifically to visit you, sir." Mingze smiled, and his bright smile made the sea of hell shine a bit brighter.
"You're such a talkative kid."
"If it weren't for this, sir wouldn't be able to instruct students." Mingze sat cross-legged next to him, with a casual look that really didn't mean he respected his teacher.
The husband did not blame Mingze for his appearance, and said with a smile: "Indeed, the days when you were here were not so boring."
Mingze said casually: "Then let's go. The student told you before he left that it would be boring to stay on this cliff every day. How about the student serve you and travel around the world together."
The husband shook his head, Mingze had not changed at all, he was still acting casually.
The gentleman stood up and took a few steps towards Qingshan. The lifeless Minghai suddenly became restless.
Mingze was so frightened that he quickly stood up and grabbed his husband.
"Sir, please sit here. Without you, no one can control the southern part of Minghai." Mingze was still frightened. He still couldn't forget that the last time he did this, he was beaten violently by that terrifying existence. Scenes.
The gentleman smiled and shook his head and sat down.
"Okay, what mission did you come with this time?" Mr. asked with a smile.
Mingze shook his head helplessly and said: "Mr. Li is not a monster again. I have to ask you if he can learn from your method of guarding the southern section. He doesn't even think about your strength. What is his talent?" It’s only a few pounds, but I still want to learn your method to suppress the monsters in the northern section.”
The husband smiled and said, "Then why don't you just tell him that."
"I told you, I asked for a beating in the end. The old man is not young, and his fists are quite strong." Mingze said, covering his face.
"Why do I feel like you are scolding me?" the husband said.
"Oh, don't say that. If you lend me ten courages, I won't dare to scold you." Mingze quickly flattered you.
"Okay, okay, you go back and tell your master that when the time comes, he will naturally know about the method of suppressing the monsters that he asked me for advice back then, and let him endure it for a little longer." The teacher said.
Although these remarks may sound like procrastination to anyone, it is different when this promise comes from Mr.
"Come on, with these words from my husband, my old man's heart will be at ease."
"It's just that the student also brought a small task..." Mingze said.
"The eldest grandson is a talent that can be made. King Li is willing to accept him as his disciple, which is perfect for him." The gentleman said before Mingze could finish.
Mingze said with a playful smile: "Sir, he knows things like a god. Talking to him will save you effort, unlike my old man Li."
Hearing this, the teacher said seriously: "What Li Ming did was a major matter involving the safety of the people. As his favorite disciple, you should shoulder the same responsibilities as him."
"Sir...sheng!" Mingze deliberately lengthened his voice.
"You also know that I am born with a loose personality, no sense of responsibility, and no ambition. How can a person like me take on such an important task? I am escaping now, not because Mr. Li wants to hand over the Bei Ming Army into my hands, but With the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, how can I lead them?" Mingze said with a tearful face.
"With your ability, it is completely enough to lead the Northern Ming Army to guard the northern section. As long as you..."
"Okay, sir, the student will not disturb you for your study. After a while, the student will come to visit again..." Mingze mounted the white horse and ran away as if he was running away.
The gentleman shook his head helplessly.
…
From the capital, the arena.
On the ring, the battle between Changsun and Luo Jun was in full swing.
Even though they were protected by zhenqi armor, the two of them were suffering from varying degrees of injuries at this moment.
However, both of them seemed to have turned off their sense of pain. Even though they were covered in blood, they were still high-spirited to fight.
"Are these two guys fighting machines? Aren't they tired?" Tang Hao murmured.
Tang Yuyan also looked at Luo Jun on the ring with admiration. There was no doubt in her mind about the strength of the eldest grandson. She did not expect that Luo Jun could fight to such an extent with the eldest grandson.
However, Tang Yuyan still had no doubt in her heart that Changsun would definitely win.
Because Changsun's strength lies in his unbreakable, indestructible, and unyielding tenacity.
"Changsun, your strength is beyond my imagination. If it weren't for this kind of arena, I really wouldn't want to use such a move on you." Luo Jun said.
The eldest grandson was also full of admiration for Luo Jun, and rarely said: "Come here, if you don't use your full strength, you are looking down on me."
Luo Jun nodded. Not only was this eldest grandson very powerful, but he also had a temper that suited him. He just didn't know how much he drank. When the game was over, he had to have an extra round at the wine table with him.
"No matter what the result of today's game is, you, brother, I have decided that we will compete again at the Wolf Tavern tonight!" Luo Jun laughed heartily.
The audience started to boo, this is the way to treat guests in Lidu City. I will beat you without mercy on the field, and I will drink you up outside the field, and you must be convinced.
Changsun also laughed and said: "I may not be able to overwhelm you at the wine table, but I will definitely overwhelm you on the field."
"Yeah, be careful about your eldest grandson." Luo Jun said seriously.
"The way of Shura: the destruction of all living beings!"
As soon as Luo Jun finished speaking, black wind blew up in the ring, and Ye Shura behind Luo Jun looked up to the sky and howled horribly.
What followed was countless Rakshasa ghosts, bull heads and horse faces, demons and ghosts flying out from behind Ye Shura.
These evil things from the Shura world will tear all living things in front of them into pieces.
However, before these ghosts could rush to Changsun, Luo Jun reached out and grabbed the ghosts around him and swallowed them alive.
Then Luo Jun opened his mouth, and the ghosts around him were sucked directly into Luo Jun's mouth.
Luo Jun grew bigger and bigger, becoming as big as Night Shura behind him, and finally even Night Shura merged into Luo Jun's mouth.
The eldest grandson was shrouded in Luo Jun's figure, as small as an ant.
"Destroy!"
Luo Jun crossed his narrow knives, drew an evil cross, and slashed towards his eldest grandson.
Changsun changed his body movements, alternating between Wei's footwork and ghostly shadows, struggling to avoid Luo Jun's narrow knife.
"Charge!"
"Cross cut!"
Changsun took advantage of his body size to escape from Luo Jun's attack range.
"call!"
Changsun took a deep breath.
"In that case, let's take the Nine Heavens Fire and burn away all the ghosts in this Shura Field!"
"Nine Heavens Flame, First Level Heaven!"
"Zhongtian!"
Changsun raised his sword with his right hand and pointed to the sky, and the Fire Buddha behind him also pointed to the sky with his right hand.
Then, a strong wind blew up, blowing away the black wind around Changsun.
The sky suddenly cracked
It was just a narrow crack, but it revealed the endless flames behind it.
The flames gush out along the cracks, and then pour into the mortal knife under the guidance of Changsun.
The originally dark, dull earthly sword turned into a heavenly holy sword burning with blazing flames and exuding golden light.
"cut!"
Changsun slashed horizontally, and the flaming golden sword light rushed towards Luo Jun. The surrounding space became distorted due to the high temperature.
"Ah!" Luo Jun raised his sword and tried to resist.
"Chi!"
Yesura was cut in half.
Luo Jun falls, Changsun wins!
