Tianxiahui, the largest gang in the martial arts world.
"Duanlang, if you compete with Bu Jingyun tomorrow, you will definitely lose!"
I remembered that day when I confidently went to meet the leader of Tianxiahui: Xiongba.
"boom!"
Duan Lang punched the wall and even wanted to scream angrily.
Later, on the competition stage, in full view of everyone, he was knocked off the stage by Bu Jingyun, who made sarcastic remarks.
The young man was even more furious.
That Bu Jingyun keeps a cold face and pretends all day long, what's so great about that? If it weren't for Xiongba, he could have killed that trash with three swords!
That Xiongba was even more ruthless today! Let him personally serve tea and water to the city lord of Wushuang City.
Why? Why is fate always so unfair?
Back then, he was the son of Nanlin Swordshead, the best swordsman in the world, and Nie Feng was the son of Xueyin Kuangdao, the best swordsman in the world.
The fire is blazing on the top of the southern mountain, and the deep snow in the North Sea is deep enough to drink the cold.
It's a pity that the two sides have never met, the snow knife seals the sound of the lonely sword!
During the battle with the Leshan Giant Buddha, both of them disappeared due to the fire unicorn. He and Nie Feng were also taken in by Xiong Ba on the same day and at the same time and worshiped as Tianxiahui.
But Duanlang believed that his talent, strength, talent, and appearance were not inferior to Nie Feng's in any way. Why was Nie Feng accepted as his direct disciple, but he was just a handyman disciple?
Well, a handyman disciple is a handyman disciple. He Duanlang kept in mind his father's teachings all along: to revive the prestige of the Duan family and restore the glory of his ancestor, the best swordsman in the world, Duan Zhengxian.
Even if he does various chores every day, even if he is cleaning toilets, he will still take time to eat, drink, and rest, and practice the family's secret skill: "Eclipse Sun Sword Manual"
God will not let you down if you work hard.
For more than ten years, he has never slacked off even for a day, and finally his swordsmanship and internal strength have come to the fore.
Then Tianxiahui also publicly announced that it would select the positions of three major hall leaders among all disciples. This selection would be fair, just and open, based entirely on martial arts and open duels.
Very good!
The world will be the largest gang in the world. If he can achieve the position of the leader of the three major halls, he will also have plenty of time to practice martial arts, and will also have the support of martial arts secret medicine, which will greatly increase the accumulation of internal strength.
The journey of martial arts is nothing more than refining energy, but his daily meals can't compare with those of his direct disciples. Even if he can eat well, those handyman disciples don't dare to mess with him, which is considered good.
More importantly, as the master of the three major halls, you can watch and collect hundreds of martial arts schools, and finally introduce new ones and find your own path.
"Lang'er, you have to remember that the path taken by our ancestors is just to let us be one step ahead. But as the best swordsman in the world, there are countless masters of sects in the world who painstakingly study the swordsmanship passed down by my family every day.
So if you want to reach the top, you must be faster, stronger, and more sophisticated in swordsmanship than your ancestors. "
Remembering his father's instructions, Duan Lang punched the wall again, bleeding profusely.
Now all hope is gone.
He is twenty years old. He is already twenty years old and is still just a handyman disciple. What hope does he have in the future?
Grass!
Could it be that Duanlang wanted to achieve nothing in his life?
"Meow!"
[Are you my shit-sweeper? 】
Duanlang was startled and lowered his head. Only then did he notice that there was a little kitten at his feet, no bigger than his palm, looking up and meowing softly.
It's night now, but this kitten's golden hair is like a night-bright pearl that I once saw in the Tianxiahui Treasure House, emitting a soft light.
The key is her big round eyes, which are as blue as water, and her small and exquisite ears and mouth. She is extremely cute.
However, Duanlang fell into deep thought.
Why can this cat talk?
The little yellow cat jumped lightly, jumped directly to the shoulder of the shovel, and stretched out its little paw.
"Meow~"
[Since I haven’t denied it, you will be my shit-sweeper from now on. As a shit shoveler, you have two major responsibilities: First: take the blame! Second: Make me happy! 】
Breaking Waves:.
Don't tell me, he happens to be a handyman now, which suits this job perfectly.
But here comes the problem. He is a majestic man, the only eldest son of the best swordsman in the world. Even if he serves Xiongba, he also wants to serve a cat?
impossible!
The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the dignity cannot be lost!
Although his face was full of rejection, Duan Lang was still somewhat interested in raising a talking cat.
You can still strive for things like being number one in the world, having magical skills, being the master of the world hall, being a direct disciple, etc.
But if you miss this talking cat, you may never have the chance again.
Haha, I see Bu Jingyun still pretending to be carving an eagle in front of him from now on. Does he have a talking cat?
"Buzz~"
His mind was shaken, Duan Lang suddenly had a splitting headache, and countless inexplicable and unknown memories seemed to flash through him, including strangely named body refining techniques, Yuan Building Pills, and an even more magical internal skill: "Seven Points Relying on Hard Work".
What the hell is this?
[Practice with me for thousands of years, and you can become a peerless swordsman! 】
After understanding and analyzing the memory, Duanlang opened his eyes, overjoyed.
With the help of this magical cat, let alone the leader, as long as he is given time, he can replace him as the leader of the guild.
It is our duty to revitalize the broken family and restore the glory of the best sword in the world!
"Pa~" the little yellow cat slapped him on the face.
"Meow!"
[What a magical cat, called me! 】
"Yes, yes, Master Le, have you eaten? I still have some money, so I will take you to eat something good!"
Duan Lang quickly smiled and said respectfully.
It is not a shame to be born in a humble background. Only when you are able to bend and stretch can you become a husband!
Besides, Le Ye is so kind to him, what happened to Ye Sheng Ye? Even if my father comes back from the dead and hears this voice, he will immediately smile!
The little yellow cat looked down upon the scoundrel officer's flattery.
Haha, another humble man who was conquered by his cat-like charm.
"Meow~"
[What to eat? I’m tired after traveling for several days.
Prepare the bath water. I'll take a bath first. I want some with flower petals! The bed was also made and ready for me. Here are two more maids, they should be more beautiful! It's best to have twins, one with big hips and the other with a big heart. 】
Breaking Waves:.
Although based on the help provided by Le Ye, this condition is really nothing.
But as far as he knew, even Xiong Ba, the gang leader of Tianxiahui, didn't live such a happy life, right?
Why doesn't this Le Ye look like a serious cat?
Little Yellow Cat:? ? ?
suddenly.
"Broken Waves?"
Two people appeared at the door of the service room, dressed gorgeously and with extraordinary bearing. It was the city lord of Wushuang City, Dugu Fangfang and his son who was the most powerful force in the world together with the Tianxiahui that he had seen during the day.
"Duan Lang, I feel all the humiliation during the day, and at night I can only lick my wounds in front of a kitten. Tsk tsk.
If you don't get sympathy from others, you just become the laughing stock of others. How long do you want to live like this? "Dugu Fang shook his head and sighed, feeling extremely emotional.
"That's my own business." Duan Lang didn't care.
"Haha, I think you know better than me that you are inhumane if you surrender to yourself! What kind of person is Xiong Ba? He only has himself in his eyes.
Even the three major disciples he spent twenty years training personally were just three chess pieces in his hands.
Not to mention you? "
Dugu Fang stood up, walked to Duanlang's broken bed and sat down. This is the only place in this shitty place where you can sit.
He stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder, and advised earnestly: "Duanlang, I can see that you have been wronged. That Xiongba deliberately kept you as a handyman, just to destroy the reputation of your Duan family. This is what you Have you thought about it?
Moreover, even if you can withstand the humiliation and humiliation of Xiongba, your ancestors may not agree with you. "
Duanlang frowned, looked at the corner not far away, and suddenly said loudly: "A lifelong hero like the gang leader, I am willing to follow him!"
Dugu Fang glanced at Duan Lang in surprise, and then smiled knowingly.
"Of course. So, I should also seriously consider forming an alliance with the Tianxiahui?"
This kid's sensitivity is not inferior to his?
After a while.
The movement in the darkness disappeared.
"Duan Lang, why did you say something against your will just now?" Dugu Fang asked with a smile.
"Hmph~" Duan Lang's mouth curled up: "Lord Dugu City, aren't you the same?"
"Hahaha~" Dugu Fang laughed heartily and stared deeply at Duanlang: "I am about to leave. If you are willing to go with me, I will make good use of you.
I promise, you will have everything you want! "
After the two people left, Duan Lang slowly sat on the bed and remained silent. Finally, he simply lay down and looked up at the sky.
The thatched house where he lives as a handyman naturally leaks from all directions, and the roof was blown away by a strong wind a few days ago.
Fortunately, the wind and rain could help him practice, so he didn't care.
There are stars in the sky, and one day he will be the brightest one.
But the problem now is that the leaders of the two largest forces in the world seem to regard him as a pawn. No matter which one is offended, it may be a way to die.
And since the secretive figure just saw his conversation with the city lord of Wushuang City, he might have reported it to Wen Chou Chou, the general manager of Tianxiahui.
Early tomorrow morning, Xiongba will know the news that he met with the Lord of Dugu City in private. What will he think?
"Break the waves, break the waves!"
At this moment, another person came over, dressed in pure white brocade, handsome and unrestrained. It was Xiong Ba's personal disciple, the new leader of the three major halls, the leader of Shenfeng Hall: Nie Feng.
Tonight was the celebration banquet. After drinking with his colleagues, Nie Feng suddenly had a dream. He dreamed that Fa Xiaoduanlang left Tianxiahui in anger because he failed in the competition, so he came here anxiously, fearing that he would embark on a path of no return.
"Nie Feng?" Duan Lang stood up and asked curiously: "How did you come to this first level in the world?"
Although this shabby place sounds great, what's so great about a place where handymen stay? It's ugly and dirty, and ordinary big shots won't come here at all.
Therefore, he was still a little moved and even a little hesitant about the invitation from the Lord of Dugu City in person.
A scholar dies for a confidant.
"Duanlang!" Nie Feng was very happy. He excitedly stepped forward and grabbed both of his arms, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "I was dreaming that you were gone, and suddenly I got scared, so I came over to see you.
Don’t worry, I am the leader of the Kamikaze Hall now. I will find Wen Chou Chou tomorrow to transfer you to my Kamikaze Hall as the deputy master. By then we will be on equal footing! "
Duan Lang stared blankly at this good friend who had grown up together.
If it weren't for the care of this Xiongba's direct disciple, I wouldn't have the time to practice.
What's more, he often brings some secret meat-eating medicines to share with him, otherwise his body would have been exhausted by practicing day and night.
The most important thing is that when I was serving tea and water yesterday, something went wrong because I was not surprised. Xiongba wanted to execute me in public, but Nie Feng knelt down and begged for mercy.
In the end, the tyrant might be afraid that his master and apprentice would leave him, so he let himself go.
The man has gold at his knees!
This friend is closer than a real brother.
"Nie Feng, that Dugu Fang came to me personally just now and promised that as long as I was willing to go with him, he would let me serve as the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, but I didn't agree!" Duanlang said with a smile.
"Good brother!" Nie Feng happily pulled Duan Lang and prepared to go up the mountain.
"Let's go, let's go find Wen Chou Chou now!"
Duan Lang did not move, but shook his head: "Let's forget it. I was seriously injured in the battle with Bu Jingyun, and I am not qualified to be the deputy leader of Shenfeng Hall.
In addition, he was punished by the gang leader today and has not accomplished even a single step. Even if he becomes the deputy hall leader, no one will take him seriously.
The leader of the gang knows everything about the world, so he may already know about my meeting with the leader of Wushuang City.
If you apply for me to be the deputy hall leader again, you may suspect me of being a secret spy of Wushuang City, and I will be even more dangerous. "
"But!" Nie Feng hesitated.
Back then, his father Xue Yin Kuang Dao and Duan Lang's father fought in Lingyun Grotto, fighting for the title of No. 1 in the world regardless of life or death.
Nanlin Swordshead and Blood Drinking Kuangdao once promised each other that if whoever wins, they will teach and take care of each other's son.
Although the two of them were trapped in the grotto in the end, under the claws of the Fire Qilin, Nie Feng was still willing to take care of Duan Lang, even if he knelt down to beg for mercy.
In his opinion, in life, if you want to look up to someone with no regrets, it is nothing more than the word "benevolence and righteousness".
"Nie Feng, I want to ask you something."
"Say, as long as I can do it!" Nie Feng agreed without hesitation. He had always regarded Duan Lang as his younger brother.
"This time I fought with Bu Jingyun, and I realized how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. I always thought that I had excellent martial arts skills and great talent, haha.
So I was wondering if you could send me to a remote place to serve as a steward. Then I would be free and able to practice for a long time, and the suspicion on me could be cleared.
When I have mastered my kung fu in the future, I can come back and help you.
Of course, if I can’t practice kung fu well, I should get married and have children at my age. When the time comes, I will work hard to get married, have more sons, and ask them to become your disciples. Don’t refuse. "
At the end of the sentence, Duanlang smiled knowingly and suddenly felt something interesting.
Nie Feng Yiqi looked this brother up and down.
"Duan Lang, I feel like you have changed a lot."
Every time we met before, I felt bitter and resentful, and seemed dissatisfied with everyone. Even if she cared about him, she didn't want to hear it, she just wanted to hide and sulk.
Can you think so much now?
"Nie Feng, people will change. Now I think about it and think about it." Duan Lang said with emotion.
"Okay, it just so happens that I have a Yujia Village under the name of Shenfeng Hall. It is surrounded by mountains, high in the north and low in the south. It has an elegant, secluded and peaceful environment. You can go there to practice hard, and I will meet you for a drink when I have time."
Nie Feng promised without hesitation.
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal."
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