"What? You want to leave here?" In the small room behind Xingzi Tavern, Mr. Zhang looked at Xing Jue in shock and asked in surprise.
"Yes, to be precise, I am leaving Yunzong City. I want to go out and practice some training." Xing Jue looked at the distance shrouded in darkness and said with expectation.
"That's fine. With your current strength, it's time for you to hone it in the early stages. However, there are so many powerful people in Tianwu Continent. You should try to control your stubborn temper when you go out." Mr. Zhang was silent for a moment and said with a smile.
After returning to the back mountain, Xing Jue told Mr. Zhang about his current strength, but he never mentioned the incident of meeting the mysterious old man. After all, it would be better for less people to know about such a thing.
And knowing that Xingjue had successfully broken through to the level of a high-level martial artist, Zhang Lao was naturally very happy. His old face was filled with pride. After all, Zhang Lao had watched Xing Jue grow up. In Zhang Lao's heart, Xing Jue was like his own grandson. Because of this, when Xing Jue was dispatched from the Xing family, , Zhang Lao took the initiative to apply to the instructor to accompany Xing Jue, and all this was naturally because he was worried about Xing Jue.
Now that he sees Xing Jue's current achievements, as a grandfather, he is naturally very happy.
"Hey, don't worry," Xing Jue turned around and smiled at Old Zhang. A confident look on his face.
"You boy!" Looking at the cynical execution, Mr. Zhang helplessly shook his head and said with a smile.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you have been taking care of me for so many years. Let me serve you today." As Xing Jue spoke, he came behind Mr. Zhang, put his hands on Mr. Zhang's shoulders, and started massaging Mr. Zhang.
If Zhang Lao regards Xing Jue as his grandson, then Xing Jue naturally regards Zhang Lao as his grandfather. Xing Jue has seen what Zhang Lao has done to him over the years, and now Xing Jue is leaving here. , what worried him the most was the old man in front of him.
That night, Xing Jue and Zhang Lao chatted for a long time, and Zhang Lao didn't fall asleep until late at night.
"It's almost time to go," Xing Jue said softly while looking at the dim light in the east when the sky was just getting bright in the early morning.
Then he turned around, bowed to the sleeping Zhang Lao, and left quietly alone.
"Boy, you have to work harder." But just after Xing Jue left, Mr. Zhang, who had already fallen asleep, got up and came to the window to look at the back of the young man and whispered, and his old face was full of relief. smile.
Yunzong City is a medium-sized city in Yufeng Empire, and Yunzong City is controlled by three martial arts families. In order to gain control of Yunzong City, the three martial arts families hold a conference every three years. At the conference, the three clans The newcomers will compete with each other, and the family that finally wins will gain control of Yunzong City for three years.
This conference has naturally become the most important event in Yunzong City. It is called the "Congress of the Three Tribes" by everyone. Today is the day when the Conference of the Three Tribes is held.
At this moment, there are a lot of people gathered in Yunzong City. In addition to the people in the city, there are also many high-ranking officials and nobles from nearby cities. In the center of Yunzong City, there is this giant arena called "Martial Arts Hall". Here This is where the meeting of the three tribes was held.
At the entrance of the Wugong Taoist Hall, there were ten big men standing neatly on both sides. All of these ten big men were high-level warriors. The invited nobles also had to show the golden invitations to the big man for review. Only then can you enter the main hall.
However, among the many people holding invitations, a young man caught the attention of the strong men. This young man was wearing very ordinary clothes, and he was not old. He did not look like someone with power or strength. people. However, after carefully looking at the invitation he brought, he couldn't see anything wrong. This made it difficult for these big men.
"Hey! Is there a piece of gold here? Are you looking for it so carefully?" Seeing that the big man refused to let go for a long time, the young man stared and said impatiently. And this is exactly the sentence.
"Your name is Xing Jue?" the big man asked questioningly.
"Nonsense, are you shouting?" Xing Jue glanced at the big man.
"Okay, okay, let's go in." In the end, the big man had no choice but to let Xingjue go in because there was a long flow of people behind him.
And Xingjue didn't care about their contempt for others, but directly entered the martial arts hall. This was the stage where he once dreamed of showing himself. But now that I'm here again, I have a different feeling in my heart.
The seats in the auditorium are very particular. There is a table in front of each seat, and on the table there are a variety of fruits and snacks. Xing Jue randomly found a place slightly in front. After sitting down, he picked up a piece of fruit and started chewing it.
"Hey, isn't this Xingjue? I never thought that a slave like you could be qualified to come here." As soon as Xingjue took his seat, he remembered a familiar voice beside him.
Xing Jue looked sideways and realized that the person who came was none other than Xing Feng, who had reached the level of an intermediate martial artist. Behind him were two familiar faces, a pair of brothers named Xing Shan and Xing Shui, and two early stage martial artists. The martial arts master used to be a dog that waggled its tail and begged for mercy behind Xing Jue, but now it seems that it has a new owner, Xing Feng.
"I wasn't interested at all, but I don't know who the bad guy sent me this invitation. I happened to be passing by here today, so I stopped by to take a look."
"You look so fucking awesome. Do you still think you were the genius back then? Now you are just a little minion. Be careful, I will throw you out." Seeing that Xing Jue's words were not right, Xing Shan confronted Xing Jue He shouted angrily, "If you have the ability, try it." Xing Jue glanced at Xing Shan with disdain and said.
"You..." Seeing Xing Jue's attitude, Xing Shan was even more unhappy. However, the moment Xing Jue looked at him, his body trembled, and a sense of danger poured into his heart, so he did not dare to think about it. Say what you say.
"Xingshan, after all, you are also a new blood trained by the Xing family, why do you need to be like this kind of trash?" Xing Feng said with intention to attack Xing Jue.
"That's right, it's just trash, hahaha..." Xingshan and Xingfeng also smiled in cooperation.
However, Xing Jue smiled faintly at their ignorance and continued to eat the fruit in his hands without even looking at them.
And Xing Jue's calm and composed appearance made Xing Feng and the others quite angry.
"Humph, let's see how long you can keep pretending. Later you will know how big the gap is between you, a loser, and me." After snorting coldly in his heart, Xing Feng turned around and left, while Xing Shan and Xing Shui also hurriedly followed.
"This little brother, do you know them? It is said that they are the seed players of the Xing family this time." At this moment, a middle-aged man sitting next to Xing Jue saw that Xing Jue actually did not take Xing Feng and the others seriously. Li asked curiously.
"Them? I don't know them. Hey, uncle, please pass me the bananas you have over there," Xing Jue said, pointing to the bananas in front of the middle-aged man's table.
Seeing Xing Jue's appearance, the middle-aged man ignored Xing Jue and thought to himself, this guy is just a foodie and he doesn't know where he got the invitation.
Xingjue is naturally not a foodie, mainly because he doesn’t want to waste money...
At this moment, the entire auditorium of the Martial Arts Hall was boiling with excitement. The nobles and nobles who had been talking to each other all turned their attention to a seat in the hall high up in the noble society. Because at this moment, the three high-spirited and gorgeous people were sitting there. A middle-aged man in uniform appeared on the seat.
These three middle-aged men are the three heads of the Xing family, the Zhao family, and the Lu family, Xing Tian, Zhao Shan, and Lu Ming. Each of them is a strong man who has reached the middle level of martial arts.
But at this moment, there is this strange old man beside the three family heads. The old man is wearing a blue robe and has an arrogant look. The most incredible thing is that the three family heads are actually respectful to him. This makes everyone There was even more discussion. It is conceivable that the person who can be respected by the three overlords of Yunzong City is definitely not simple.
Just after the head of the Xing family took over, the strongest new bloods were selected among the three families, and the new blood areas of their respective families were also selected. In this conference, each family selected ten new bloods. , and the competition will be based on an elimination system, and the final winner will receive generous rewards, and can help the family win the control of Yunzong City for the next three years.
At this moment, in the new blood area of the Xing family, Xing Feng, who had just come to challenge the execution, and brothers Xing Shan and Xing Shuiliang were sitting there.
And Xing Feng looked even more arrogant, as if he was bound to win this game.
Compared with Xing Feng, the same is true for the new blood of each family, but as the strongest new blood of the three major families, they do have enough pride.
"Humph, a bunch of ignorant people." Zhao Zhen from the Zhao family, both of them are mid-level martial arts masters. Relatively speaking, the new blood selected by the Lu family this time is weaker, but they are vulnerable in the eyes of Xing Jue.
"Huh?" But just when Xing Jue was about to look away, a young man sitting behind the Lu family's new blood area caught Xing Jue's attention. This young man was wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and the bamboo hat covered his face. Yan Shi, Xing Jue couldn't see his appearance at all, but Xing Jue couldn't see through the young man's strength. Obviously, this young man's strength was not weaker than his own, and what surprised Xing Jue most was that the young man's body There is a familiar feeling, but I can't remember it for a while...
"Is he back?" After pondering for a moment, Xing Jue finally found an answer. "If it's really him, then this conference would be a bit interesting." Thinking of this, the corners of Xing Jue's mouth raised slightly, and then he turned his gaze. He turned to Xing Feng, and his eyes were full of pity...
Just when Xing Jue had some answers to the identity of the mysterious young man wearing a bamboo hat, an old man slowly walked to the competition venue in the main hall. After the old man walked onto the stage, everyone gradually became quiet. , although this old man is not a member of the three tribes, he has a very high reputation in Yunzong City. He is the host of the annual conference, so when he enters the venue, people also know that, The long-awaited meeting of the three tribes is finally about to officially begin.