Following the remaining two elders, they walked through a lush green forest and slowly went deeper. After a while, an old man next to a river was holding a gray fishing rod and was sitting on the shore fishing.
"My little friend, I offended you a lot just now, please forgive me."
The old man turned around, his face full of vicissitudes of life, and he nodded to the two people behind Su Sheng. They understood, handed over his hands, and left.
The old man and Su Sheng were the only two people left by the river. The old man waved his left hand gently, and a recliner appeared next to him, gesturing for Su Sheng to sit down. He did not hesitate to sit down, and Su Sheng also sat down.
I don’t know what material this recliner is made of, but it’s so comfortable to lie on.
Seeing that Su Sheng's expression softened, he smiled slightly and said, "I, Sword King Sect Supreme Elder Rong Yixu, a small outer sect competition turned out to be so messy, making me laugh."
Rong Yixu??Easily vain??Su Sheng couldn't help but be surprised, it's such a good name.
Su Sheng said, "What you do has nothing to do with me, but you should never offend me."
Rong Yixu was stunned. He didn't expect Su Sheng to say that. He smiled bitterly and said,
"It's our fault. We offended my little friend. May I ask what you call me?"
"Su Sheng, a scholar," he closed his eyes tightly and said comfortably.
Rong Yixu couldn't help but his eyelids twitched. The scholar?? just pulled the person up and spun around like a savage villager. He actually said that he was a scholar, but he still endured it.
"I am surprised to see my little friend's bones and amazing strength throughout his life. I would like to ask you where you learned from and where you practice."
Su Sheng looked at his hypocritical smile and was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
"Stop talking nonsense, young master, I am alone and have no background. If you have any means, hurry up. I am in a hurry."
Rong Yixu was slightly stunned. He thought this boy was a disciple of some major sect, but he didn't expect to be alone. However, he was still cautious and squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face.
"My friend was joking, I just want to make friends, I have no other ideas."
Su Sheng curled his lips and said secretly, "Old man, let me see how long you can endure it."
Su Sheng just closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Rong Yixu looked at Su Sheng who was very close at hand, and his right hand holding the fishing rod tightened and loosened, and then relaxed again, and he was tangled.
Rong Yixu recalled the scene of the magic fight just now. He was very sure that Su Sheng had almost no spiritual energy and pure physical strength. However, he was confident that he could break down Su Sheng's house, but his subconscious told him that Su Sheng was in danger.
Time passed like this little by little. Su Sheng breathed steadily and closed his eyes comfortably on the recliner. On the other hand, Rong Yixu did nothing but was sweating profusely and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. His right hand holding the fishing rod was actually shaking a little.
Su Sheng couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly said, "Hey, what are you struggling with? Why are you so ink-stained? I'm really in a hurry, old man."
At the sudden words, Rong Yixu was so nervous that his right hand froze, and the fishing rod fell directly into the river. His mouth trembled and he whispered,
"Little friend, I really don't have this idea."
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Su Sheng was stunned. Looking at his serious expression, he believed it.
"No wonder you can live to such a long time, you are so stubborn"
Rong Yixu narrowed his eyes slightly and tried his best to look kind, but mentally he was already cursing,
"You know nothing. If I hadn't been so stubborn, how could I have survived until now? This world of spiritual practice is full of crises."
What Su Sheng didn't know was that Rong Yixu had already survived two sect masters and was still the supreme elder. Although he was not the sect master, his rights were equal to those of the sect master.
"You really don't want to take action?" Su Sheng asked again, obviously he had lost his patience.
Rong Yixu's lips trembled, he shook his head and repeated those words,
“My little friend is really joking.”
Su Sheng stood up slowly and put the reclining chair into the storage ring. Rong Yixu's eyelids suddenly jumped. He spent a lot of money to hire someone to make this reclining chair. It has the effect of refreshing and tiredness, but he
I still dare to be angry but dare not speak.
Su Sheng suddenly thought of something and asked, "Old man, let me ask you something. Is there anything strange happening around Lingwu City in the past few years, or the birth of heaven and earth spiritual treasures?"
Rong Yixu was stunned for a moment and looked at Su Sheng. Now he was even more sure. This guy must have a rich background. He was a disciple of the sect who came here to experience treasure hunting. That's why he was so calm. Because something did happen outside Lingwu City not long ago.
weird things,
"There is indeed something very strange. In the Warcraft Mountains east of Lingwu City, a mysterious light will emit in the middle of the night every night, and this lasts for nearly half a year."
When Su Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is it that thing?"
"No one went to investigate?"
"There are, and there are many of them. People come here almost around the middle of every month, but they all get nothing," Rong Yixu said.
Su Sheng nodded and prepared to leave. Rong Yixu also breathed a sigh of relief. The evil star finally left. Then the sound of footsteps sounded and Rong Yixu stiffened.
"By the way, old man, remember to declare that stone to be the champion. In addition, he will stay in your Sword King Sect before I come back. If he loses a hair, hey, you know." Su Sheng came to Rong Yixu's side
, the palm of his hand "gently" patted Rong Yixu's shoulder. The latter trembled all over, nodded mechanically, and then smiled stiffly,
"Don't worry, little friend, as long as I'm here, I promise - he will be fine."
Su Sheng nodded with satisfaction, "When I come back, I will give you something good."
Rong Yixu quickly nodded gratefully and kept thinking, "No more gifts. If you don't come back, it will be a gift."
Su Sheng strode towards the place given by Rong Yixu. As for the stone, Su Sheng smiled slightly. He believed that this old guy who was afraid of death knew what to do.
After Rong Yixu sensed that Su Sheng had really left, he suddenly felt like he was going to survive a disaster. Thinking of Su Sheng's explanation, he was furious.
"You've already left, and you still want to give me orders, don't even think about it!"
Then he stood up and wanted to clean up the mess, but as soon as he moved, his shoulder felt like being pricked by a needle. The pain was excruciating. He couldn't help but think of Su Sheng's pat on his shoulder just now.
With two light palms, almost all the internal organs were damaged. What kind of terrifying power was this? Rong Yixu swallowed and suddenly became dejected.
At the ring, no one left. Barbarian Batian paced anxiously, and the old man beside him was also nervous.
Shitou lost the panic he had before, and Su Sheng's back was still shining in front of his eyes. The young man now found the goal of his practice.
At this time, a deep voice came, "I declare that the champion of this martial arts tournament is-Stone!"
For a moment, the arena was buzzing with excitement. Some were happy and some were sad. Shitou finally smiled and looked for Su Sheng, wanting to express his gratitude.
"Hahahaha, win, win, win." The bloated man hugged the man next to him fiercely, and his huge belly pushed his body into an S shape.
"In addition, Shitou will follow me in practice. As for the second place, Man Zhong. . . . . . . is also very good. Elder Fan will teach him how to practice. That's it. You can leave."
At this moment, most people have left. They don't care who joins someone's family.
Man Zhong clenched his fists, his face was full of hatred, Man Batian was also furious,
"Old man, I gave you so many resources in vain, and you actually broke your trust in me. I will remember this!"
He pulled Man Zhong and left the Sword King Sect.
Rong Yixu by the river looked at Man Batian's hateful face and felt helpless. Although the Man family was in some trouble, fortunately there was no one who was too strong. Compared with the sense of crisis brought by Su Sheng, this was nothing.
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This is the end of the Sword King Sect's martial arts competition. This matter is destined to be talked about by everyone in Lingwu City. After tea and dinner, the mysterious and unknown boy has become the idol of the children in the streets.
But Su Sheng didn't know all this. He just wanted to get to the hinterland of the Warcraft Mountains as quickly as possible. That thing couldn't be climbed first. . . . . .