After about a quarter of an hour, the carriage finally stopped slowly at the Wind Plaza. The entire Wind Plaza was completely surrounded by the Iron Armored Corps of the Principality, and no other people were allowed to enter.
According to the rules of the competition, Wu Yu took Wu Ling and signed up. This time, Wu Yu was in a very good mood, which was completely different from the last Wufeng competition. Wu Ling defeated Fengyinglin in one fell swoop yesterday, which brought him endless confidence. After defeating Fengyinglin, there are very few opponents who can pose a threat to Wu Ling. This time, perhaps it was a great opportunity for the Wu Family to stand up in one fell swoop.
"Ling'er, there are not many young talents in our principality who can pose a threat to you. I asked, Tan Yaowu of the general's family has cultivated to the third level of Yi Bone, and there are several noble children who have cultivated to Yi Bone. On the second floor, these people don't seem to be a threat to you." Having said that, he paused, "I just don't know if Feng Yinglin was injured so badly yesterday. Can he participate today?"
Suddenly, Wu Ling's eyes stayed in front of him. Wu Yu looked up. It wasn't that the enemy didn't meet each other. On the street not far away, Feng Yingsen was leading the Fengying Forest, and there were several minions from the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking coldly toward this side. It seems.
Wu Yu's expression changed, and immediately returned to normal. Turning his face away, not looking at these people, he said softly: "Don't pay attention to him, let's go."
Wu Ling was staring at Fengyinglin behind Feng Yingsen, thinking to himself: He was caught in the thunderous palm of mine, and he was able to cultivate in one night. It seems that his realm should have reached Yigu. Four floors. Hum, in less than half a year, he has made a full progress. Moreover, when he was in the martial arts competition yesterday, he seemed to have learned how to add qi to his moves. If he had figured it out by himself, this man could be said to be an inexperienced genius. NS.
But if you ignore him, they just provoke you.
Feng Yingsen looked gloomy and hurried a few steps forward, ignoring the demeanor of the prime minister, and sneered: "Master Wu, why did you rush to leave after seeing this official? Are you afraid that this official will eat you? "
Turning around, smiling and arching his hand, Wu Yu smiled like a knife hidden in his smile: "How could it be? Prime Minister, the officer pleased you. Yesterday your son was injured by a dog, and the officer did not visit. It is really sinful. . I don’t know if your son’s injury is healed, can I participate in the martial arts competition?" Since the enemy took the initiative to cause trouble, Wu Yu was not afraid.
"This family is really stupid. I was insulted yesterday, but I still came to find it uncomfortable today. Isn't it a natural sordid type?" Wu Ling was amused secretly in her heart, and then she thought about it, things are not right. Such a stupid person, otherwise, he would not be the prime minister. Could it be that there are hidden secrets in it.
Wu Ling's eyes turned straight, suspicious, and about to take a closer look to see if there was anything sloppy in it, when he saw a group of people next to him, with unkind faces, pointing at him.
"Old Wu, what's the matter, your son is also coming to join in the fun?" When the military minister, Bei Tangchun, first winked at Feng Yingsen, and then walked over slowly with the general's belly, his tone was not without joking. .
Beitangchun, you are the military minister of the Wufeng Principality. In fact, everyone knows that he is just a false name. The majority of the principality’s army, horses, grain and equipment are in the hands of General Tan Zongwu.
This person usually has nothing to do. He is attached to the prime minister's mansion under the illusion of a military minister. With the majesty of Feng Yingsen, he searches for the people and the people, and his life is also moist.
This time he brought his son Beitangqiu to participate in the martial arts competition.
Beitang Qiuzang was behind Beitangchun, his eyes flickering, as if he had done something wrong, and he seemed very afraid of Wu Ling and the others. But Beitangchun calmly and calmly said without a smile: "Hey, old Wu, I heard that your son's martial arts cultivation base is not very high. Will it be dangerous to participate in this kind of competition? If there is something wrong in the middle, it's not good. Old Wu, you are just such a son, hehe, don't cut off the sons and grandchildren!"
Wu Yu understood this sentence. This person came here not for anything else, but to belittle Wu Ling.
However, listening to what he meant, it seemed that he knew nothing about Wu Ling's defeat of Fengyinglin.
Wu Yu glanced at Feng Yingsen with a smile, and she saw Feng Yingsen with a gloomy face, winking at Beitangchun, and smiled in her heart: "Hey, today, your ass was slapped on a horse's leg."
Wu Yu didn't want to waste his tongue. He didn't even move the corners of his mouth. He chatted with Wu Ling without a word, ignoring the existence of this person.
Pulling Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan, Wu Yu walked forward without saying goodbye to Feng Yingsen. No matter how polite the jackals and tigers and leopards who are greedy for the wealth of the martial family and attempt to destroy the martial family are false.
Bei Tangchun asked the boss to be boring, and shouted at the back of the three Wu Yu: "Old Wu, I will let Qiu'er take care of your son during the game." He inevitably cursed in his heart.
Suddenly feeling that the skirt of his clothes was pulled, Bei Tangchun turned his head and saw his son staring away with fear.
Following the eyes of the baby boy, Bei Tangqiu saw Feng Yingsen's gloomy face, and his eyes were cold.
There was a shiver in my heart, Bei Tangqiu leaned forward a few steps with a face full of flattery, and bowed and said: "Hey, my lord, don't worry, I will definitely support Qiu'er and let him take good care of him. That boy Wuling. Cut, a piece of scrap, what kind of costume is there for me?"
Feng Yinglin didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. At this moment, he finally couldn't help it, his face was cold, and two words popped out through gritted teeth: "****!"
After that, turn around and leave.
Beitangchun's face turned cold, and he immediately recovered. Facing Fengyinglin's back, he bowed and bowed with humiliation: "My son, go slowly, hehe, my lord, the noble son's temper is really hot."
Feng Yingsen glanced at Beitangchun and his son, with a cold face, and said fiercely: "Wu family matters, you will not take care of it in the future. Also, this martial arts competition, let's take care of your precious son!"
There was an evil fire in his stomach, Feng Yingsen turned his head and glanced at Bei Tangqiu, scared him to shrink back: "Huh, the whole family is waste."
After all, he turned his head and left. Bei Tangchun was left with a boring look. The boss touched his head boringly, turned his head and saw Bei Tangqiu with a cold and sweaty face behind him. He stopped being angry and cursed, "Man, Husband, what do you hide? Lao Tzu tells you, in this competition, you must take good care of Wu Ling's boy. His mother, what do you pretend to be one by one? When Lao Tzu led the army, you were not all one by one. Pretending to be the same as grandson."