Thinking of this, Wei Biaobiao's heart became hot. This is the world, this is the life of pleasure and revenge that he has always longed for. He is still in Yanjing, but his heart has already flown to the misty and rainy Jiangnan.

Looking at Wei Biaobiao's expression of yearning, Luo Zhicheng couldn't help but laugh.

I wanted to make fun of him, but when I thought about the first time I went to the Warriors Conference when I was young, I was just as full of yearning and expectation as he was.

But after he participated in countless martial arts tournaments as a contestant or as an arbiter to maintain order, he no longer had the same enthusiasm and passion as before, and he felt numb and boring to this level of martial arts tournaments.

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The only thing that can arouse his ambition is the battle ranking competition held every five years by the old guy in Tianji Pavilion who calls himself Tiandao. It is a competition that regardless of national martial arts or ancient warriors, all strong people will participate in it to become famous in the world.

The biggest event in the martial arts world.

Calculating the time, the second half of next year will be the date for the re-ranking of the battle list. Luo Zhicheng took out his mobile phone, clicked on an encrypted website, and a battle list immediately appeared.

At the top of the ranking list is Shura, who has dominated the list in bold font for more than 20 years without any change.

Not surprisingly, Xiahou Weiyang was not listed on the list. After all, with his current status, he knew that there was another list for strong men above the Martial God level. The battle list only ranked warriors below the Martial God level. The highest

That's the Grand Master level.

How many of the great master-level experts will show up to participate in the ranking competition? Therefore, it is reasonable for Shura to be able to miss several competitions in a row but still occupy the top spot.

Although Tiandao occasionally made irregular adjustments due to battles between warriors during the five-year gap in rankings, generally speaking, there were few changes.

He skillfully moved down to the 329th position, which is his ranking. It has been four years since the last ranking competition. During this period, he has broken through to the late stage of Grandmaster. I believe that next year's ranking competition

His ranking will definitely rise a few more places.

But soon he was stunned. The number 329 was not his name, but the Sanshou Grandmaster Gao Ming, who was originally ranked 328th. His ranking dropped to 330th.

Could it be that there were new people on the list during this period, and a warrior on the original list fell? Otherwise, he should have dropped two places? But why didn't he receive any news in the seventeenth round? Who died?

Luo Zhicheng frowned and started to scroll up. He could basically remember the people ranked close to him on this list, but if they were ranked high, he might not know who died.

But the setting of the battle list is still very user-friendly. At number 317, Wu Tianxie's name is marked with a box, which means that he has fallen.

After his name, the words "Black Masked Man" appeared on the page, replacing him as the 317th one on the battle list.

Wu Tianxie was killed by the black-faced man? Luo Zhicheng was dumbfounded and shocked. Who was this black-faced man? He could actually kill Wu Tianxie? He was a warlock with weird and unpredictable methods.

People are full of fear of unknown things, and Luo Zhicheng is no exception. When he fought Wu Tianxie, he took the initiative to admit defeat because a warrior he fought before died inexplicably on the ring, so he just

After getting on stage, he symbolically passed two moves and then voluntarily surrendered.

This was the result of Wu Tianxie being merciful because he was the head of the Yanjing Branch of the Seventeenth Bureau at the time. If it weren't for the life-saving charm of the Seventeenth Bureau, his bones might have been eaten by worms.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

Wei Biaobiao called Luo Zhicheng twice but he ignored him. He couldn't help but poke his head out curiously and muttered in confusion: "Wu Tianxie? Black-faced Man!"

"Ah, Black Mask, do you know Black Mask?"

Luo Zhicheng woke up from the black-faced man shouting in his mouth and asked excitedly.

"Black Masked Man? Why does it sound so familiar to me? I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Wei Biaobiao frowned and thought hard. He must have heard of this name, not long ago, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Quickly, think about it carefully. This black-faced man is not simple. He can even kill Wu Tianxie. It's amazing!"

Luo Zhicheng urged.

"I...I can't remember it right now...but I must have heard it...who said it?"

Wei Biaobiao scratched his head in distress, and happened to see Huzi helping her to sit down and rest for fear that Mosquito would be tired. A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he slapped his hand and said: "I remembered, it was Mosquito who followed me."

Said."

"Mosquito? You said Mosquito knows him?"

Luo Zhicheng's eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed his arm excitedly and asked.

Wei Biaobiao finally remembered that Mosquito and Xiaoyao went to Ninghai together, but she came back with Huzi, but Xiaoyao stayed there. Mosquito mentioned it to him half-jokingly, saying that Xiaoyao liked him

The black-faced man wanted to stay in Ninghai to pick him up. At that time, he still thought

He was joking about the mosquitoes, but didn't pay attention to it. After all, Xiaoyao, a younger sister, always did things unreasonably and was not reliable at all. He thought she was just looking for an excuse to hang out in Ninghai for a few more days. If it weren't for the fact that the name Black Masked Man wasn't too special, he would

I'm afraid I won't have any impression at all.

Immediately he said with some depression: "I don't know if Mosquito knows him. I only know that my unreliable sister stayed in Ninghai for that bastard. Maybe that guy will become my brother-in-law."

"You mean the black-faced man is in Ninghai? He is your sister's boyfriend?"

Luo Zhicheng stared at him with bright eyes like light bulbs and asked in disbelief.

"I don't know either. The mosquitoes told me that my sister likes that bastard."

Wei Biaobiao was so frightened by what he saw that he pursed his lips and said, "Master, who is that guy? Isn't he a wanted criminal? If he is a wanted criminal, I have to tell Xiaoyao to stay away from him."

"You, you, you really don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings. You don't have the foresight of your sister. The black-faced man is ranked 317th on the current rankings. Grandma's ranking is more than ten places higher than mine.

, do you know what this means? It means that he is a master-level strongman, and even your master and I are no match for him. If he really becomes your brother-in-law, there will not be many people in Yanjing who dare to provoke you."

Luo Zhicheng said, hating that iron cannot become steel.

"Is it that exaggerated? Although I am still far from being a grandmaster, which family of the Yan family does not have a few grandmaster-level experts in command."

Wei Biaobiao said a little unconvinced.

"You idiot, can that be the same? There is a big difference between a grandmaster and a grandmaster, okay? A grandmaster cannot be insulted. A grandmaster has their own dignity and pride. How could they be willing to look after someone else's home? Except for a few people who want to repay their kindness.

or other special reasons

Most of the grandmasters who are willing to become enshrined by their families either have exhausted their potential and have no room for advancement and are waiting to die, or they have just stepped into the threshold of being a grandmaster and have not formed their own martial arts potential. I am such a pseudo-grandmaster.

I can hit ten."

Luo Zhicheng said with disdain, warriors practice against the heavens, and everyone has the heart to be brave and diligent in martial arts. Especially when you become a master-level powerhouse and advance to the innate world, it is a leap in the level of life, and it is worlds away from ordinary people.

Don't.

Therefore, he looked down upon those masters who were greedy for a comfortable training environment and degenerated into being watchdogs for wealthy families. Such masters lacked the training of life and death in martial arts and had no fighting spirit at all. They were full of servility in their bones and could only

Called a false guru.

Although they have no worries about food and clothing, and those who are doing well can use the power of their masters to obtain some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to assist in their cultivation. These treasures may allow them to make breakthroughs in their realm, but they have lost their indomitable martial arts spirit and are in vain.

He has realm but low strength. Compared with the real master's fighting power, he is just a scumbag.

The most important thing in the practice of martial arts is the state of mind and spirit, so the true master-level experts are extremely proud in their hearts. They are dedicated to martial arts and will never serve as a watchdog for a certain family, let alone easily participate in the world.

In the struggle for power.

Although Luo Zhicheng also works in Zhongnanhai to protect the chief, this is the great cause of the country and the spiritual inheritance of the Guoshifu lineage. It is completely different from looking after the home and courtyard of a wealthy family.

After all, the revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their lives for the righteousness of the country and the nation. The marquises who controlled the country also fought in the south and the north. They took care of everyone and left the small family behind. For the sake of the country and the nation, they terrorized the martial arts circles in China and conquered the wilderness outside.

Wei Biaobiao frowned. Although he could understand his master's words, he still didn't understand. What could happen if he had a master-level brother-in-law?

Seeing his unenlightened look, Luo Zhicheng said with hatred: "Since your sister likes the black-faced man, it means that he is definitely not too old. He is probably only in his thirties. What do you think?"

Think about it, at this age, he can kill Wu Tianxie who is in the middle stage of Tianwu Realm. His realm must be at least equal to him, right? Of course, he is in the late Tianwu Realm or even in the middle stage.

It is more likely that he is at the peak of the Tianwu Realm. After all, Wu Tianxie is not a person in vain. Some strong men in the late Tianwu Realm cannot be favored by him. You can imagine what heights such a person will reach in the future.

, it is not absolutely impossible to become the second Martial God in China. With a brother-in-law with such unlimited potential, your Wei family must not burn incense to celebrate."

"That's true, but who knows what kind of person he is. Maybe he is a lot older?"

Wei Biaobiao was still a little unconvinced and said that he was not Luo Zhicheng, and he did not understand the value of the battle list, nor did he know how powerful and terrifying Wu Tianxie was. Naturally, he did not have the same feelings as Luo Zhicheng.

Luo Zhicheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is your sister blind? Could the person she likes be an old man?"

"It's hard to say. My sister's mind is different from that of ordinary people. She is very rebellious. Who knows if she fell in love with an old man on a whim."

Wei Biaobiao knew his sister very well. The careless sister's thinking was definitely at the level of imagination, and he was ashamed of herself.

"Hasn't Mosquito seen him? If you call him, you'll know."

Luo Zhicheng was also drunk, and he had also heard some rumors about Wei Yaoyao, and her actions were indeed a bit unreliable, which made him doubt his previous conclusions.

"Mosquito, come here and ask you something."

Wei Biaobiao perked up, yes, Mosquito had seen the black-faced man, so it was very simple to judge his age.

Mosquito staggered over with Huzi's attentive support. They didn't know Luo Zhicheng's identity, so they nodded and asked Wei Biaobiao: "What's wrong, Brother Biao?"

"That mosquito, let me ask you, haven't you seen the Black Masked Man? How old is he? What does he look like?"
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