Ling Xiaoman just showed up, and a large group of people stood up and stared angrily!
“You are so enthusiastic!”
Ling Xiaoman laughed heartily, and his mood did not fluctuate in the face of so many geniuses from super aristocratic families.
This all comes from your own strength!
Ling Xiaoman is now a sixth-grade warrior!
As long as he activates his defensive strategy Tai Chi Shield, he can match the defensive power of a sixth-grade peak monster.
Even if he just stood here, motionless, no one could break his skin.
Everyone yelled: "Enthusiasm? A kid with a dirty mouth comes to compete with us for a place in the Demon Sword Alliance. Are you humiliating us?"
In their view, it is a shame that they have been surpassed by an eighteen-year-old kid after four years of hard training in the Wu Mansion!
Ling Xiaoman shrugged and said, "You can figure out what it is."
"That's humiliating! I just want to see what you can do after three months!"
A person had already walked up and blocked Ling Xiaoman's way.
The cultivation level is fourth grade and fifth level!
"Go away! Rude people like you are not welcome here!"
"rude?"
Ling Xiaoman couldn't help but laugh.
"You blocked me out and didn't let me in, and now you're calling me rude? Where's the steward of the restaurant! Why don't you kick this kind of person out quickly?" He scolded.
However, no one came.
To be precise, the stewards and waiters of the restaurant were all watching the show upstairs.
"Steward, is it really okay if we don't go?"
Several people asked.
After all, the name of their restaurant is Yaodao Restaurant.
It is the official restaurant of the Demon Sword Alliance.
And Ling Xiaoman...
He is the grandson of Yaodao!
"What are you going to do?" the steward asked the waiters.
A waiter said: "We are Yaodao's restaurant, and we protect Lord Yaodao's grandson. How normal is this?"
The steward shook his head: "No, you are wrong. It is precisely because he is the grandson of Yaodao that we don't care."
"Believe me, Ling Xiaoman can solve everything by himself."
Even though the steward said so, several waiters were still a little suspicious.
Because Ling Xiaoman is too young, only eighteen years old.
Moreover, it is said that Ling Xiaoman did not start practicing at the age of sixteen.
Instead, he started practicing at the age of eighteen.
I haven’t practiced for half a year yet.
It’s really hard for the waiters to imagine that a person who has only been practicing for half a year can do something astonishing and shocking.
However, the stewards have said this, what can they do?
Can only watch.
Ling Xiaoman waited for a long time, but when the person in charge didn't come out, he shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I have to take matters into my own hands."
"Do something? I'd like to see if you, a young boy like you, are capable of taking action against us."
Everyone snorted coldly, thinking that Ling Xiaoman was unrepentant and had to pretend until now.
However, they were stunned as soon as they finished speaking.
Because Ling Xiaoman pinched it casually, like a small ant, and threw the fourth-level master who blocked him out of the door!
It's really like losing a tiny ant!
"how so?"
"What state is he in?"
"I can't feel it! Is his cultivation so strong that we can't sense it?"
"Impossible! How long has he been practicing? How could he have such strength?"
"He must have some way of hiding his aura!"
"Yes, that must be the case. You are only eighteen years old, and you have only been practicing well for half a year. How high can you be in cultivation?"
"Probably fourth grade! But he has some powerful fighting techniques, so his power is powerful, comparable to fifth grade!"
What everyone said makes sense.
but.
It just makes sense.
The truth is indeed that Ling Xiaoman is already too strong and has too much spiritual energy, so much that they cannot sense it.
Comparable to a seventh-grade master!
As long as Ling Xiaoman doesn't deliberately use all his strength, these people will never be able to sense that he is a sixth-grade master!
"I'm just here to rest for a while and have a drink. Who wants to drive me away? You can come." Ling Xiaoman said.
Everyone was silent, lowering their heads to eat their own food and drink their own wine.
Ling Xiaoman sneered and entered the restaurant with Wangyou.
There are really too many people here, and the seats are packed to the rafters.
After searching for a long time, I found a location at the very edge.
That is, next to Luo Zheng.
He shouted: "Servant, please bring in the meat! Five pounds of your signature, snow bear meat."
Soon someone came over with plates.
"Don't you want a drink?" the waiter asked.
Ling Xiaoman shook his head: "No, your wine is not good."
The waiter was a little displeased and said: "I don't like hearing what your guest is saying. Our Yaodao Restaurant is the official restaurant of Yaodao City. The hundred-year-old Tiandan wine is brewed with the hearts of ninth-grade monsters! Supreme Lord We agreed after drinking."
Ling Xiaoman said: "It's just that you have little knowledge."
Having said that, a jar of wine was already taken out.
It is to visualize the wine brewing in the mountain.
This is wine that has been brewed for 33,000 years!
After soaking for so long, the aroma is so strong that it spreads for hundreds of miles, arousing everyone’s greed!
"This wine..."
Everyone looked at Ling Xiaoman eagerly, especially greedy.
They had never had such good wine.
Even just smelling it makes me feel extremely satisfied.
"Can we have a drink?"
Someone asked, but after all, they were letting go of face.
Even if this person was Ling Xiaoman and had provoked them, they couldn't help it anymore.
Ling Xiaoman shook his head: "No."
He didn't have any good impression of the children of these big families.
Still want to drink?
I want to eat shit!
"Donkey-headed god, can you buy me a drink?"
Luo Zheng also smiled and spoke, staring at Ling Xiaoman with sincerity in his eyes.
"Um?"
Ling Xiaoman suddenly raised his head and looked at Luo Zheng.
This man...
What happened? You could tell at a glance that he was the donkey-headed man back then?
His voice must have also changed, it's obviously impossible to tell from the sound.
Could it be that you can tell just by looking at your own behavior and habits?
The people around him also looked horrified.
"Donkey-headed god? Ling Xiaoman?"
"Are these two people the same person?"
"It's impossible! Ling Xiaoman is only eighteen years old!"
"There seems to be a little bit of similarity! Look at his movement habits."
"I still don't believe it."
They were talking lively, and Ling Xiaoman finally smiled calmly, nodded and said, "Yes, I am the donkey-headed man that day."
"What? Really?"
Everyone gasped and moved farther away from Ling Xiaoman, not daring to get closer.
This is the killing god when fighting for the divine fruit!
He dares to kill even people from the Holy Domain!
They are really afraid of sitting with such people!
"I don't understand, how did you tell?" Ling Xiaoman asked.
Luo Zheng said: "There were three tauren back then, and their bodies were exactly the same as the two of you."
Ling Xiaoman glanced at Wangyou next to him and suddenly realized.
"Let's sit further away. This guy is a bit scary. He has a great memory and bad eyesight!" Wangyou was extra cautious.
Ling Xiaoman shook his head: "No, if you sit far away now, you will have to enter the hunting ground and face it sooner or later."
Then, he poured Luo Zheng a glass of wine.
Luo Zheng drank it and then spit it out.
It's just a matter of a moment.
"What do you mean?" Wangyou frowned.
But he was stopped by Ling Xiaoman.
"Watch that glass of wine for yourself."
Wangyou took a look and saw that the glass of wine had turned into water! There is no energy left at all.
Absorbed all the essence in an instant?
It's really scary!
"You also want to compete with us?" Ling Xiaoman asked.
Luo Zheng shook his head: "I'll kill you."
