There are a lot of screeching sounds.
Bai Jiu didn't seem to hear it.
Song Qing silently wiped the dirty dishes and chopsticks clean, only glaring heavily.
As a warrior.
Feel free to be happy or angry.
The crutch in his heavy hand slammed into the ground, causing the floor to dent instantly and crashing down with a suffocating pressure.
All the guests in the venue looked pale, their hearts were beating wildly, and they felt like they were going to die here.
This is momentum!
It is a power that only a martial arts master can unleash.
The faces of the Wu family who were watching the excitement changed slightly. Could it be that Shen Shen had already touched the threshold of being a master?
How can this be!
He was obviously abolished...
"Papa pa pa"
There was a burst of applause in the field.
"As expected of the famous short stick, he is heavy. If it weren't for the decline of Qi and blood that damaged the foundation of martial arts, I would have become a martial arts master like my father."
With the sound.
A middle-aged man with a cold face walked slowly.
The man's footsteps were very light, and with every step he took, the terrifying pressure of the heavy weight became lighter. By the time the heavy weight approached, the invisible force had been completely resolved.
"Wu Shi!"
His heavy one eye turned red instantly, and he tightly held the crutch in his hand.
Wu Shi clasped his fists and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle Shen, your ancestral stick of the Shen family has turned into a cane. What a pity. I will ask Wu Ming to make a good one for you later."
"Then I really thank you."
He laughed heavily, with a deep sadness in his laughter.
In the northwest.
There are many families who practice martial arts.
But in the past fifty years, no one has entered the upper third level.
Zhong Zhong was extremely talented. Decades ago, he was the strongest among the young generation of warriors in the northwest region. He was the most dazzling genius, surpassing Wu Tianxiong and other peers at that time.
Heavy lives up to expectations.
Thirty-six years old is the peak of the sixth grade. How high-spirited that is.
Then he closed his eyes tightly.
Threatening not to get out of the seventh grade!
At that time, the entire northwest and even the Chinese martial arts community were eagerly awaiting the birth of the youngest martial arts master in the Chinese nation!
Even the only seventh-grade grandmaster in the northwest came forward in person, holding a blood knife as a heavy protector.
but……
There was an accident.
Heavy's first wife died tragically, and heavy's only daughter was defiled by gangsters and committed suicide on the banks of the Wei River.
No evidence.
No clue.
There are no witnesses.
But Zhong Zhong knew that the murderer was the Wu family.
Ignoring the dissuasion of the Northwest Sword Sect, he went to the Wu family in anger and carried a stick.
It just so happens.
Wu Tianxiong's senior brother, an eighth-grade martial arts sect, was a guest at the Wu family, and happened to accidentally destroy Shen Sheng.
It’s not that I don’t want to kill.
But the seventh-grade sword sect in the northwest risked his life to protect him.
Then Zhan Zhan lost one eye and became lame in one leg. He knelt in front of the Wei River and shed tears of blood. At this point, his Taoist heart collapsed and he stopped at the peak of the sixth level.
But only the Wu family knows how shocking and beautiful it is to be heavy.
He broke the path to promotion by forcing himself out of seclusion, but he had to break through again when faced with an attack by an eighth-level martial sect, and... he almost succeeded.
since then.
The Wu family was isolated by the entire Chinese martial arts.
It wasn't until the old Wu Tianxiong suddenly stepped into the master realm that the past grievances were gradually ignored.
But the Wu family and the Shen family have been fighting for hundreds of years, so they naturally want to kill the Shen family when they get the chance. Today, Wu Shi wants to put an end to the feud between the two families.
That's why I deliberately chose the Bai family hotel to stay, and deliberately named Bai Jiu and Zhong Zhong to congratulate them.
"Uncle Shen, my son Wu Ming is twenty-one years old this year and is already a fifth-level warrior. He has the same momentum as you did back then. You are always free to give me guidance."
Wu Shi turned around and asked, "Where is Wu Ming?"
"Back to the second master, Master Wu said he didn't like noisy situations, so he took a few juniors out to eat."
"Asshole."
Wu Shi's face was cold: "The old man turns 90 today, and as his grandson, he is not here, and you didn't stop him!"
"this……"
The Wu family members who were questioned felt bitter.
Wu Ming is the only male in the Wu family. He is very talented in martial arts and is highly valued by Mr. Wu. However, he has a bad temper and often hurts others. No one dares to stop him.
Wu Shi knew his son's temperament.
No longer making things difficult for his subordinates, he turned around and smiled: "Uncle Shen, it's a pity that your daughter died too early. Her talent was no worse than that of my son Wu Ming, and she was a real grandmaster. Oh, by the way, I heard that she died like this It’s extremely miserable and naked, and I don’t know if the murderer has been found after all these years.”
Heavy's eyes were blood red, veins were popping out on his forehead, and he was about to get angry.
Bai Jiu pulled the heavy arm hard and said in a deep voice: "Steward Shen, today is the grandmaster of the Wu family's 90th birthday. Don't lose your etiquette."
The hatred in his heavy eyes suddenly dissipated, and his body slumped weakly on the chair.
He really wanted to avenge his wife and daughter, but he knew he couldn't, because he still carried dozens of lives of the Shen family on his shoulders, and the Wu family was waiting for him to take action, hoping to use this to wipe out the clan.
Tolerate.
The heaviness must be endured.
Wu Shi was very disappointed in his heart.
He was so irritated and heavy, but he didn't expect that the other party could hold it back, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The high-spirited and arrogant Shenzhen died on the banks of the Wei River. Now he is just a coward who is still alive.
"Today is the 90th birthday of my father Wu Tianxiong. Wu is very grateful to all the guests for coming here to attend the banquet."
Wu Shi said something about the scene, which attracted a chorus of agreement.
"It is a great honor for us to be able to congratulate Grandmaster Wu on his birthday."
"Yes, it is Jiangnan's honor for Grandmaster Wu to come to Donghai City! Being able to see the Grandmaster's grace with your own eyes is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes."
"..."
Wu Shi enjoyed this feeling of being above ten thousand people.
He laughed loudly and said: "My father and eldest brother are involved in important matters and I'm afraid they won't be able to come back in time. I will entertain you all today."
Who among those who are qualified to attend the banquet today is not a human being?
As soon as he heard this, he knew that today's birthday celebration for the Wu family's grandmaster was a lie. The real purpose was probably to ask for something.
But as a martial arts family.
If you ask for help, then you will lose your share.
You have to ask others to take the initiative to help, and you have to rush it.
The wealthy families who had previously squeezed Bai Jiu were worried that they would not have the chance to curry favor with the Wu family, so they quickly said:
"The Chen family is willing to share the worries of the Grandmaster!"
"The Hong family is willing to share the worries of the Grandmaster!"
"..."
Other Jiangnan dignitaries who were slow to respond also expressed their opinions.
"No, this is a Wu family matter, how can I trouble you all?"
"Mr. Wu's words are wrong. Grandmaster Wu carved his name on Xuanjian Mountain with his 'shi' and passed it down to generations to come. It can be said to be the pillar of martial arts. His affairs are the affairs of the Wu family, and the affairs of the Wu family are the affairs of the world! We will wait for you. How can you stand idly by and watch?”
"That's right! If Mr. Wu refuses to let me wait for help, he is looking down on us. Then you don't have to eat today's banquet!"
All the guests made gestures of indignation.
Wu Shi could only say hypocritically: "Everyone, please stay, stay. Since I have said so, it is better to be respectful than to obey. Our Wu family has been looking for someone recently. He took away the most precious things of my father and master."
Wu Tianxiong’s master is still alive! ?
Everyone in the venue was shocked.
Wu Tianxiong is a seventh-grade martial artist. His senior brother was an eighth-grade martial artist thirty years ago, and is now one of the few ninth-grade martial arts sects in China.
One sect and two martial arts sects.
How strong must this master be?
Why didn’t you leave your name in China?
Wu Shi was very satisfied with everyone's shock and fear. After coughing to attract everyone's attention, Wu Shi continued:
"I don't know the appearance, name or gender of the villain. I only know that he went to Jiming Lake three days ago. But don't worry, a sensing stone will be given to you after the banquet. As long as the stone changes from black to white, Just tell me the location!"
"After the work is completed, the sensing stone does not need to be returned. You can keep it for your own use. By the way, the places where the sensing stone can change color are blessed places rich in spiritual energy. You can buy a house and live there. There is a high probability that future generations will become warriors."
"boom!"
The crowd went crazy.
Sending out hundreds of sensing stones at once, is this the foundation of a martial arts family!
"Second Master, it's not good... it's not good."
At this time, a person stumbled in from outside the door. He was obviously a third-level warrior, but he accidentally fell to the ground, his face full of fear.
"What does it look like to be in a panic?"
Wu Shi was displeased. If the person speaking was not his nephew, he would definitely give him a few words.
To know.
Today is the old man's birthday, and it is also the day when he becomes famous in Jiangnan. Isn't it a joke to outsiders to be so panicked!
"Master Wu Ming, Master Wu..."
"Will he get into trouble tomorrow? Let him get out!"
Wu Shi frowned and soon relaxed his brows.
The Wu family members who were questioned looked sad and knelt on the ground, not daring to speak. Wu Shi's heart suddenly thumped.
At this moment.
Two men, also dressed in black attire, carried a stretcher covered with white cloth and entered the banquet hall with sad expressions.
All of a sudden.
You can hear a needle drop in the hall.
Wu Shi couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He trembled and lifted the white cloth, only to see the person on the stretcher with torn facial features and blood on his face. He looked very terrifying and oozing with blood.
"who!"
"who is it!"
"Who dares to kill my son, who dares to kill my Wu family!!!"
Wu Shi looked up to the sky and screamed, leaving two lines of blood and tears.
There was a dead silence in the banquet hall. Everyone did not dare to breathe. They felt that the sky was falling. A member of the Wu family, a family of martial arts, died in Donghai City...
It's over.
Could it have something to do with my family?
When the Jiangnan dignitaries were in panic, only their heavy faces showed joy.
good.
Very good.
Today is really a good day, hahahahaha!
But Shen Shen soon stopped laughing because Wu Shi looked at him with resentment.
Shen Shen immediately said coldly: "Wu Shi, what do you mean? I, Shen Shen, will not be so despicable as to secretly attack a junior."
"Then besides you, who else dares to touch my Wu family? You let my son die with his eyes open, which is heavy... You are so cruel!"
Heavy silence.
He has an indelible hatred with the Wu family, and he also possesses peak sixth-grade strength, so he is indeed the most suspected.
But fuck it.
I really didn’t do it!
At this moment.
The Wu family members who carried Wu Ming's body said: "Second Master, the murderer is not heavy... We retrieved the hotel's surveillance video and saw Zheng Ping."
"Zheng Ping?"
Wu Shi said blankly: "Who is this?"
"Second Master, Zheng Ping is your nominal disciple. He comes to the Wu family every year to learn martial arts, but his talent is average and he is only in the third rank. Young Master Wu Ming entered the box where Zheng Ping was eating, and then they left. When we found Young Master Wu Ming , the young master is already... out of breath."
"How can a mere third-grade person kill my son? There must be someone else who copied the video!"
"yes."
soon.
The copied video was put on the screen in the banquet hall, and the picture was very clear.
A group of five people.
Two men and three women.
Most people looked blank and did not recognize the people in the picture.
But Song Qing, who was sitting in the corner, shrank his pupils. He saw his daughter Song Qingqing and his daughter's two roommates.
How are they involved in the death of the Wu family?
etc.
There is also Daochang Ye, he is actually here!
Bai Jiu and Sheng Zhan looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.
Song Qing's daughter and the other two girls are not warriors at first glance. The third-level Zheng Ping doesn't have the strength to kill the fifth-level Wu Ming. Could it be Taoist Ye?
Everyone thought so, their suspicious eyes all focused on Mark, and pity rose in their hearts.
Regardless of whether these people are murderers or not, they will probably all bear the Wu family's wrath.
"It's him……"
Wu Shi's face was cold.
He remembered Ye Fan. When he went to the antique city to ask for fortune telling from Li Changsheng, the young Taoist priest was setting up a stall next to him.
I actually looked away that day!
Wu Shi walked up to an old man and said in a cold voice: "President Wang, you are the honorary president of the Donghai City Martial Arts Association. Please tell me how the villains who killed the master should be punished!"
"..."
Wang Zong lowered his head and drank tea silently without saying a word.
Because he also recognized Ye Fan, and even witnessed with his own eyes Ye Fan's terrifying methods of killing everyone in the Zhao family.
This is a young grandmaster in his twenties, who knows what powerful force is standing behind him!
But behind Wu Tianxiong there is also a senior brother from the Ninth Grade Martial Sect, and an old immortal master whose strength is unfathomable and who is at least two hundred years old...
What can Wang Zong do?
You can only pretend not to hear or not see.
If you offend anyone, you will have to pay a heavy price.
"President Wang!"
Wu Shi threatened: "My son died in Donghai City. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me, the Wu family, for not giving face to the Martial Arts Association!"
Wang Zong rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Wu Shi, I have heard about your son Wu Ming. It is probably because he coveted the beauty of the three women that he caused today's tragedy. Let this matter end here. Continue to make trouble, It’s not good for anyone.”
"Okay, okay."
Wu Shi was extremely angry and laughed.
He knelt on the ground and said sadly: "Father, Ming'er is dead. The most promising warrior seed of my Wu family to reach the third level is dead. Please seek justice for Ming'er!"
"well."
Accompanied by a sudden old sigh.
The sky in Donghai City suddenly changed, with dark clouds hanging overhead, and violent storms, rain, lightning, and thunder mingled in an instant.
Through the huge transparent panoramic skylight of the banquet hall, an old man with white hair and beard can be seen floating out of thin air, his figure flickering in and out amid the thunder and lightning.
Like a god!
"Flying in the air, this, this, this..."
When the shock is extreme, the ability to speak will be lost, and everyone looks up with dull eyes.
He looked heavy and complicated.
The peers who were trampled under his feet back then are now at the top, but he...has not even been able to avenge his wife and daughter.
Wu Tianxiong felt the heavy gaze of his former opponent, but he did not look away.
Below the seventh grade.
All are ants.
The two are no longer from the same world.
Wu Tianxiong took a deep breath, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Where is the person who killed my grandson!"
The sound is like thunder.
resounded throughout the sky.
The windows of surrounding buildings exploded.
Residents living nearby heard the roar at the same time, and felt a sharp pain in their heads, followed by deep confusion and fear.
this.
This is the power of a master!
