After Wanhao of the Lianyang Sect was defeated, he was sent to the Ten Thousand Alliance Conference for treatment, and he quickly recovered from his injuries.
He changed his clothes and walked among the crowd with a gloomy expression.
This time's defeat to Li Zeyang, for Wanhao, almost destroyed all the self-confidence he had cultivated over the years.
Why are some people born with great talents, able to achieve twice the result with half the effort by practicing casually, and with just a few years of effort, they can surpass themselves, a person who has been practicing for decades
Moreover, what Li Zeyang defeated was the fire that he was most proud of.
At this moment, Wan Hao was filled with resentment. He resented heaven and earth, resented Li Zeyang, resented his parents, resented the sect...
That’s all.
Go to the hut and relax.
"I'm sorry, the latrine is a charged item in the Tianluo Conference. The last time it was ten spirit stones."
Marriott: “…”
Why! !
Why! !
Even the latrine is against me! ! !
Thunder Faction, you have gone too far! ! !
Several wisps of black smoke came out of Wan Hao's body, and he was already on the verge of exploding.
At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Who?!" Wan Hao said angrily.
He turned around and saw a masked man standing behind him.
"Want power?" the masked man whispered.
Marriott pushed the masked man's shoulder away unhappily and said coldly: "It's none of your fucking business!"
“…”
The masked man was silent for a moment, and then he didn't know which nerve in him was offended. He suddenly punched Wan Hao hard in the stomach.
Wan Hao's eyes widened and he knelt on the ground in pain.
But the masked man's movements were very small, and no one around him noticed what he was doing to Marriott.
Marriott knelt on the ground, eyes horrified.
This masked man is not a participating disciple!
His cultivation level is more than a little bit higher than mine!
Wan Hao immediately surrendered. He knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head. He asked in a low voice: "Why did you attack me?"
"Anyone who doesn't obey will be beaten."
The masked man smiled deeply, and then said: "But if you have enough power, will anyone dare to hit you?"
"What exactly do you want to say?" Marriott asked.
The masked man gently placed his palm on Wan Hao's head, but with a slight force, as if he was going to crush Wan Hao's head at any time.
"Submit to me, and I can give you strength right away, so that you can defeat your opponent," the masked man sneered, "Don't you hate Li Zeyang of the Thunder Sect? Bring your brothers here, I will Give you strength, as long as Lianyang Sect can reach the top eight, you will still have a chance to fight Li Zeyang!"
Hearing Li Zeyang's name, Wanhao's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.
He was unwilling to lose to Li Zeyang like this, and he was defeated by his best fire.
He wants to win, wants to win! !
Marriott's heart was about to move, as if a voice was telling him to agree to the masked man in front of him.
"I... what do I have to pay?" Wan Hao asked in a low voice.
The masked man knew that Marriott could not resist such temptation.
He sneered: "You don't need to pay anything! This world is inherently unfair, so why are some people born with outstanding talents? The power I give you is not something I give you, but something you deserve!"
Wan Hao's expression gradually distorted, and his smile became ferocious: "You are right... these powers should have been mine!!!"
"Very well, come with me..."
The masked man turned around and walked to a remote corner. After Wan Hao got up, he followed him without hesitation.
After that.
Yan Chu, wearing an ever-changing mask, strolled here leisurely.
"Interesting, this Yan Beixu is much more complicated than I thought."
He originally thought that Yan Beixu was just an idle rich second generation.
Wanhao is Li Zeyang's opponent. Listening to the conversation between Yan Beixu and Wanhao just now, it seems that they are going to be detrimental to Li Zeyang.
Yan Chu couldn't care less about this matter.
He also walked quickly towards the direction where Yan Beixu disappeared.
But at this moment, Yan Chu suddenly felt a hint of murderous intent!
He turned around suddenly and was met with the light of swords and swords!
Breeze step!
Yan Chu moved his body strangely and easily dodged the attack.
He took a closer look and saw that it was not Yan Beixu who took action, but the masked Xiao Ke!
Although Xiao Ke's face was covered, Yan Chu had immortal knowledge and could easily identify Xiao Ke's identity.
Yan Chu felt strange in his heart, why did Xiao Ke become Yan Beixu's lackey
"kill him."
Behind Yan Chu, Yan Beixu's deliberately lowered voice came.
Looking back, Yan Beixu was standing there with his face covered, and Wan Hao was following him with a cold expression. It seemed that the two of them had completed some kind of deal.
Xiao Ke shouted coldly and drew his sword again, slashing at Yan Chu!
Yan Beixu, on the other hand, took Wanhao and quickly left and disappeared.
Yan Chu took a deep breath and quickly dodged Xiao Ke's attack.
He was surprised to find that Xiao Ke's strength seemed to have improved compared to yesterday's fight at the City Lord's Mansion!
Xiao Ke is originally in the late stage of Dongxu Realm. If he improves his cultivation a little, he can already fight against the strong men of Dongxu Realm Dzogchen!
Yan Chu did not dare to take it lightly and immediately activated the ninth level of mountain-destroying power!
At this moment, Yan Chu's amount of true energy surged, and he used Qingfeng Step again. Xiao Ke couldn't even see Yan Chu's shadow clearly!
"This body technique..."
Xiao Ke said solemnly: "Is it you!?"
Xiao Ke had just encountered this movement technique yesterday. Seeing him now, Xiao Ke recognized Yan Chu instantly.
"You guessed it right, this is your reward! Give me a kick!"
Yan Chu suddenly appeared on Xiao Ke's head and stepped on Xiao Ke's face hard, leaving a size 43 shoe print directly on Xiao Ke's face!
Xiao Ke was stepped on and his nose started to bleed, and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking: "It's really you!"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense, the strongest king?"
Yan Chu appeared behind Xiao Ke again, one hand already strangled his neck.
Xiao Ke suddenly felt cold all over.
Obviously when they fought yesterday, he didn't think Yan Chu was so powerful.
But in this fight, he didn't even have time to react before he was already pinched by Yan Chu!
"Tell me, what is the relationship between Yan Beixu and you, and why do you want to protect him?" Yan Chu asked calmly.
Xiao Ke gritted his teeth and remained silent, but his eyes were already glowing red.
The next second, Yan Chu suddenly took action, turned his palm into a knife, and hit Xiao Ke on the back of the neck.
Xiao Ke suddenly felt weak and fainted, and the red light in his eyes quickly faded.
"You'll blow yourself up if you don't agree?"
Yan Chu said solemnly: "This Xiao Ke wants to protect Yan Beixu too much."
Xiao Ke fell to the ground, temporarily unconscious, but Yan Chu fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, he whispered: "Stop hiding, come out, I know you have followed me all the way."
(End of chapter)