Unexpectedly, there was such a meaning. Xiong Ba glanced at Wen Chou Chou again, becoming more and more satisfied.
Wen Chou Chou's work made him very comfortable. Looking at the ronin with his head held high, Xiong Ba smiled and said, "Are you interested in doing things in the world? I think you are very good."
"Once you have a master, you have a master for life."
Xiongba nodded. He would only be recruited once by someone like him. Since he was rejected, he didn't bother to talk anymore.
He waved his hand, indicating to take him down.
Another man, who looked wretched and coquettish, was left standing alone in the hall.
The man had a slender body and fair skin, which was completely different from the rough and dark skin of the ronin just now. He did not look like a person from the island at all.
"Who are you? I want to know what martial arts your master gave you?"
"This is Junichi Watanabe."
The ronin performed a Japanese etiquette, with a high-pitched voice that was a bit harsh on the ears, and unconsciously pinched an orchid finger. Looking at this coquettish gesture, the hero frowned and felt a little nauseous.
If a delicate woman makes such an action, it is naturally pleasing to the eye, but if a rough man makes such an action, it will make people want to vomit.
Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Xiongba asked again: "What kind of magical skills did that young man teach you?"
Watanabe Chunyi performed a blessing, and a soft smile appeared on his face, which made Wen Chou Chou couldn't help but shudder: "Evil Sword Technique!"
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The night attack and killing had passed. Tang Xuanming rode the fire unicorn and walked struttingly on the streets, replenishing daily supplies and buying some necessary supplies and some common seasonings in the small town.
Huo Qilin wandered outside the town without him, which would cause a huge sensation, and Tang Xuanming didn't want that.
Although he didn't care very much, it would be better to have as few unnecessary onlookers as possible.
The dragon veins in his chest felt slightly warm, making him understand more and more that his previous idea was correct.
In the Central Plains, in this era when the royal family was weak, Jianghu represented the general trend of the world in a sense, and the real royal family could not affect the general trend.
On the contrary, the general trend of the world is affected by martial arts people.
This is no longer a world with low martial arts, powerful warriors can already change the form of a country.
Just as Jue Wushen almost forced the Emperor of Japan to abdicate, the dominating Tianxiahui completely ignored the imperial court.
In this era where the value of force reaches the sky, warriors influence the fate of heaven and earth.
As Tang Xuanming's influence in the world grew larger and larger, Longmai's recognition of him seemed to be getting higher and higher.
Killing the sword demon who had been famous in the world for a long time, and scaring Jian Tan into fleeing without a fight, had already increased his reputation in the world.
"Um?"
Tang Xuanming reached out and pinched the dagger that was stabbed at his waist. The dagger came from an ordinary person with an ordinary face. Just looking at his face, you would never believe that he was a top killer. He was more like Tang Xuanming in this world.
We have seen farmers everywhere.
With a simple and honest smile common among farmers in this era, he was able to stab Tang Xuanming without changing his expression.
The middle-aged man swung the dagger in Tang Xuanming's hand vigorously, and found that it could not be shaken at all. He made an immediate decision, and reached down like a snake with his right hand, heading straight for Tang Xuanming's chest. Before the gentle palm force could reach it, he struck out.
A cold feeling had already penetrated into Tang Xuanming's heart.
In front of Tang Xuanming, the originally extremely philistine vendor with a signature smile on his face pulled out a water splinter from the stall in front of him.
He hit Tang Xuanming's chest very quickly. On the left side of Tang Xuanming, a girl who happened to be passing by him showed a sweet smile, and then stabbed Tang Xuanming in the back of the heart with a sword.
Tang Xuanming put the salt and seasonings he bought into his backpack without expression, and casually patted away the water thorns on his chest.
With a slight twist, the water thorn was broken into two sections, and then he stabbed it into the mouth of the stunned assassin, sending a top assassin who had reached the second-rate level to his death in an understatement.
The right elbow bounced, and then the forearm was thrown out like a whip, hitting the face of the middle-aged assassin holding a dagger, instantly spreading red and white all over the floor.
He slowly turned around and saw the face of the pretty girl falling down, revealing the face of a slightly pale middle-aged woman.
When the middle-aged killer saw the deaths of his two companions, he turned around and left without any hesitation. He disappeared behind a building in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xuanming casually threw the dagger he had captured, and the building exploded with a big blast.
The hands that were hiding behind the building opened their eyes wide, looking at the large translucent holes on the front and back of her chest, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Ah, murder!"
"Run! Run!"
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The originally lively street suddenly became chaotic. Looking at the two killers who fell in front of Tang Xuanming, the vendors in the entire street disappeared quickly, just like the urban management in later generations.
Tang Xuan patted the non-existent dust on his body without caring.
He took some supplies he needed from an empty stall on the street, threw down a few taels of silver, and walked away.
He didn't even bother to ask where those assassins came from. He had encountered too many assassinations of all kinds these days.
There are always some people who want to choose a new way to commit suicide to test their strength.
"There shouldn't be too many death-seeking players coming to me next, right?"
Looking back at the chaotic street, Tang Xuanming thought to himself.
Outside the town, Fire Qilin lay on the ground bored.
Seeing that Tang Xuanming was back, he immediately circled around Tang Xuanming excitedly.
Tang Xuanming patted the fire unicorn's head, turned over and jumped on its broad back, and continued on the long journey.
The dragon veins in his chest slowly exhaled a stream of dragon energy, which was absorbed by his body, further strengthening the Ant King Technique.
As Tang Xuanming's movements became more and more astonishing, his Ant King Technique had already started at this time, and it was still at a steady speed. The dragon pattern was already being outlined, but it was not really completed yet, but he knew that it would not be done.
too far.
The Tianxiahui headquarters is not far away.
The world once again exploded. With the assassination of Tang Xuanming by the Tianchi Killer, the king of death, Tang Xuanming's military strength was further raised by the entire world.
The three Tianchi killers who died without intact bodies vividly interpreted Tang Xuanming's martial arts value. The young man in white has been rated as the most outstanding figure among the younger generation by the world.
The limelight has completely overshadowed Xiongba's two disciples, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, but his true strength is still not very clear in the world.