"Master, please wait here for a while. I will go and report to the city lord now."
After Zhao Ying led Li Xiao to Wushuang Hall, he went to report to Dugu Ming.
Li Xiao, on the other hand, randomly found a seat in the hall, sat down, and looked around, only to see that the Wushuang Hall was no different from when he left.
"Although Dugu Ming is the overlord of one party, he is not arrogant or lost in his nature. He is really a child who can be taught." Li Xiao couldn't help but nodded secretly.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
"Thank you, Master, for your help. Dugu Ming was dealing with some matters just now and was delayed for some time. I hope Master will not..." After accepting the report from his subordinate Zhao Ying, Dugu Ming hurriedly put aside what he was doing and went to
Surrounded by the disciples in the city, he came to Wushuang Hall. He wanted to see who this expert who claimed to be related to Wushuang City was.
However, when he stepped into the hall and saw Li Xiao, who was practicing his kung fu with his eyes slightly closed, the expression on his face couldn't help but froze, his nose was sore, and tears came out of his eyes. In Zhao Ying's surprised eyes, he took three steps and two steps at a time.
Stepping up to Li Xiao, his knees weakened and he knocked his head heavily on the ground.
"My dear teacher, I would like to pay my respects to you, my disciple Dugu Ming!"
In the plane of Fengyun 1, after Dugu Ming was awakened by Li Xiao, he realized that Dugu Ming was actually a fake, and the family relationship collapsed at that moment. When his life was full of despair, Li Xiao not only accepted
As his disciple, he turned Wushuang City back from the turmoil, which made Dugu Ming full of gratitude. For him, Li Xiao was both his teacher and his father, and his kindness was more important than Mount Tai!
Li Xiao stopped practicing, his eyes suddenly opened, he raised his right hand, and an invisible aura held up Dugu Ming's knees, making him unable to kneel down.
"Disciple, no courtesy. You are now the master of a party. If you want to show dignity to your subordinates, how can you kneel down and worship at will?" Li Xiao shook his head.
"Okay, then I will obey my master's words." Seeing the master's insistence, Dugu Ming gave up, but the excitement in his eyes never faded for a long time. At the same time, he was also surprised in his heart, why ten years later, the master
His face was still so young and handsome, as if the traces of time had never left, but when he thought about it, the master had extraordinary powers, and it was not strange to have such a method of keeping his appearance. When he thought of this, he felt relieved.
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As soon as he sat down, Dugu Ming couldn't wait to ask: "Master, it's been ten years since we last saw each other. Where have you been all these years?"
Li Xiao stroked his non-existent beard and said calmly: "Being a teacher this time is a life experience... By the way, why don't you see Duan Lang?"
"Oh, senior brother is training his disciples in the school martial arts field. I will order someone to inform him now."
Before Dugu Ming could summon someone, Li Xiao waved his hand to stop him and said: "Forget it, I don't care about this moment. The current situation is more important. Training the disciples is more important."
Li Xiao looked at Dugu Ming up and down again, with a hint of kindness in his eyes: "Now that Wushuang City is under attack from both sides, the pressure on your shoulders must be great."
"Master, you also know the current situation in the world, right? Faced with the attack from Tianxiahui and Tianmen, Wushuang City is indeed a little helpless." The gloom in Dugu Ming's eyes only lasted for a moment, but when he looked at Li Xiao, he was full of energy again and said excitedly:
"But now that the master is back, what do Emperor Shitian and Xiongba have to fear?"
Dugu Ming remembered that ten years ago, Li Xiao had entered the realm of innateness, and his strength surpassed that of Xiong Ba. He was already at the top of the martial arts world at that time. Ten years later, the master's power became more and more unpredictable.
It's hard to tell, but with his help, Wushuang City's combat power will definitely be enhanced, and it will be even more powerful. A stone that has been hanging in my heart for a long time has fallen to the ground.
Li Xiao shook his head and was not blindly optimistic: "These two are not weak in strength. They are both once-in-a-thousand-year heroes. They should not be underestimated."
"This is what the master taught me."
"By the way, what happened to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun now?" After pondering for a moment, Li Xiao continued to ask.
Although he had already had a general understanding of the situation in the world with Tie Kuangtu and Zhao Ying before, Tie Kuangtu was on Tiexin Island, far away from China. And Zhao Ying was just a small leader.
The information we know is also relatively scarce.
Since Dugu Ming is in a high position, he naturally has more comprehensive information and intelligence.
The protagonists of this situation are Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, so he is also curious about the fate of these two people.
Hearing this, Dugu Ming was slightly confused. He didn't know why Li Xiao cared so much about these two people. But since the master asked the question, of course he knew everything: "It is said that Jinlin is just a thing in the pond. It turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm.
With the help of these two people, Xiongba can now turn things around and look down on him. However, his second disciple, Fengyun, is a little down and out."
"Down and out?" Li Xiao frowned slightly.
"Yes, the situation of the two of them can be described as desolate. Bu Jingyun, under Xiongba's order, poisoned the upper river with Bat and Ma Ying, intending to massacre the people of Wushuang City, but fortunately he was respected
Master, you saw through it and finally helped me, Wushuang City, to escape the disaster. Bu Jingyun was also defeated miserably in the battle with Senior Brother Duanlang, and was removed from his position as the leader of Feiyun Hall. He was left aside by the Xiongba, and he has been depressed ever since.
, unable to recover after a fall."
"I didn't expect that the majestic God of Death who doesn't cry would experience such a thing." Li Xiao couldn't help but shook his head: "What about Nie Feng? What happens now?"
"Speaking of it, the fate in this world is really wonderful. Nie Feng, the master of Shenfeng Hall, was a good person, but by mistake, he got entangled with the second dream, the daughter of the second sword emperor. But for some reason, the second dream's
His father, the Second Sword Emperor, had a conflict with this tyrant, and Nie Feng became so angry that he rose up with his sword and fought against the tyrant. That battle was earth-shattering, no less than the world-shattering battle between Xiong Ba and Wuming!
"As he said that, Dugu Ming's eyes were lost in thought, and his thoughts seemed to be still immersed in the battle.
"What's the result?"
"The result was a great victory for the Xiongba! On the other side, except for Nie Feng, the Second Meng, the Second Sword Emperor, the Pig Emperor and others all died unfortunately. Later, Nie Feng tried to avenge the Xiongba several times, but everything was like an egg.
Shitou was defeated and defeated again and again, and was played around by the tyrants. In the end, there was no hope of revenge, and Nie Feng was completely disheartened, so he returned to Duanqingju, where he stayed with him for a long time in the second dream.
Beside the grave, enduring the pain of lovers being separated from each other."
After listening to Dugu Ming's narration, Li Xiao took a breath, feeling horrified and unbelievable.
Li Xiao remembered that in the original work, Xiongba was finally defeated by the combination of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's Maha Infinite, but in this plane, the Second Dream, the Second Sword Emperor, the Pig Emperor, and Nie Feng were dead men.
All together, they are not as good as Xiong Ba? Then how terrifying is Xiong Ba?!
The development of this plot has completely deviated from the original work!
The fate of this storm is really pitiful!
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The sun is like fire, and the scorching heat is scorching the earth. From a distance, the intense temperature makes the air on the surface distort.
There was a sound of drinking.
On the school martial arts field, the disciples of Wushuang City are still practicing martial arts intensively. Each one holds a sharp sword in his hand. The Wushuang Sword Technique is unfolding, with silver light flashing, splitting, stabbing, tapping, and teasing. Each move has a pattern.
There is something like this, neat and uniform, and if placed in an ordinary sect, I'm afraid they can become the little boss in charge of the branch.
"Too slow."
"The power is too weak."
"The accuracy is too low. A bunch of losers, do you think the swords in your hands are firewood, playing and gesticulating like children? You are using a sword, and the sword must be sharp and domineering, and the sword must cut through thorns!"
Duan Lang was dressed in dark clothes, with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth in front of the array, like a tiger patrolling the forest. His sharp eyes were harshly picking on these disciples. Once he caught the flaws and shortcomings, he would
He would scold him mercilessly, so that all the disciples in these sects had a look of fear in their eyes.
"Get out of here!" Duan Lang's eyes fell on a capable disciple, he raised his finger and said coldly.
The capable disciple who was named walked out of the formation with some trepidation.
"You attack me with your sword!" Duanlang said.
"This... Okay, I'm sorry." The strong man grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised his wrist, and stabbed straight at Duan Lang with the sharp blade flashing with a cold light.
The latter's expression was unmoved, his hands were still behind his back, and his shoulders shook, as if he was strolling in a garden, and he easily avoided this move.
The strong man's heart was filled with fear. He held the long sword horizontally with his backhand, moved it in an arc, and slashed at the waist. Duanlang's feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, motionless. His body leaned back strangely, and he easily avoided it.
Just like this, dozens of capable men came and went, but all of them failed.
"Whoa!"
Another piercing blow in the air, Duan Lang jumped up, tapped his toes lightly on the sharp sword blade, and fired an electric kick from the air that directly kicked the strong man to the ground. The out-of-control long sword was thrown in an arc.
Finally, it fell into Duan Lang's hands!
Duanlang held the long sword in his hand and made a false slash to his side without looking. A stone pier a few feet away was blasted into two halves from top to bottom, with stone fragments flying everywhere!
"Wow, the instructor's move is really amazing."
"You are worthy of being the sword master of the Fire Lin Sword."
"Hmph, what's so great? One day I will definitely master all the Wushuang Sword Techniques and practice them to perfection, so as to suppress his arrogance. Why is he so harsh on us!" A disciple with a hooked nose clenched his fist and vowed.
Regardless of whether it was exclamation or resentment, Duan Lang ignored it. Instead, he took out a bottle of golden medicine from his arms and threw it to the injured man. He immediately faced the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Today you are at the school training ground.
The more you practice, the more you sweat, the less blood you will shed on the battlefield in the future. Training more frequently is not because of me, but because of your own responsibility! In the next time, keep training for me, the sun will not shine
You can’t even stop when you go down the mountain!”
After saying that, Duan Lang took another deep look at the disciples, then turned and left the school training ground, leaving behind a group of enthusiastic and diligent soldiers.
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After walking to the main street in Wushuang City, Duan Lang's stern expression relaxed.
Over the years, Duan Lang has been in charge of the duties of the head coach, playing a ruthless, stern and cold-faced character in front of his disciples and even the people in the city, so that the gentle Dugu Ming can focus on his image of a tall and wise monarch.
, the two of them matched up with the hot and cold, and together they supported the Wushuang City.
Dugu Ming is like the blazing sun hanging in the sky, and Duanlang is the tree roots under the soil. Although it may appear dark and annoying, these roots are indispensable for the growth of the big tree in Wushuang City.
This is the missing link in Duanlang's mission. Even if he is misunderstood, he has no complaints. He made an oath to his master back then to assist Dugu Ming and defend Dugu City. His character is determined
Persistence, you must do what you say!
Just as he passed the street corner and turned into an uninhabited alley, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
From the looks of it, she turned out to be a gorgeous woman, with rosy eyes and a slender figure wrapped in a wide black robe, exuding a mysterious aura.
This figure that flashed out of thin air was really weird. Although there was a beautiful woman standing in front of him, Duanlang was not happy at all. His expression was condensed, and he frowned and said, "Who are you?"
"I am Luo Xian, the Goddess of Heaven. You must be Duan Lang." The gorgeous woman got straight to the point, with a charming smile on her lips that could make people swoon.
Although Tianmen has a well-known position in the world, its high-ups are extremely mysterious. The dragon has always been invisible, which has also caused an invisible panic.
"So what, what's the purpose of your Tianmen disciple appearing here!" Duan Lang was horrified in his heart. This Tianmen disciple was able to sneak into Dugu City silently. This kind of skill is really terrifying.
He looked around with a wary expression, his horizontal training energy condensed in the palm of his hand, ready to go at any time.
"Don't worry, I am the only one on this trip. My master Emperor Shitian asked me to take the message. As long as you submit to my heavenly gate, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth!"
Duan Lang frowned and flatly refused without hesitation: "If you have different beliefs, you can't work together. Duan Lang is sworn to defend Dugu City to the death. I think you'd better invite me back!"
"Hmph, there are so many people who are crying and kneeling even if they want to enter the Tianmen. It is rare for my master to appreciate you, but you actually refused. You really don't know how high the earth is!" Luo Xian said with a cold expression on his pretty face.
However, this did break his understanding of his master. Emperor Shitian claimed to be a god and did not put anyone in his eyes. Why would he throw an olive branch to Duanlang? It is really unbelievable. With Tianmen's
With such power, even if we want to capture Dugu City, there is nothing wrong with it.
"You'd better please come back, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Duan Lang's face was stern, the energy condensed in his palms had reached its peak, and a dangerous signal was reflected in his eyes.
"You will regret this!"
Luo Xianfeng glared, snorted coldly, flicked her black robe, and disappeared from the place like a ghost!
Duan Lang breathed a long sigh of relief, gathered his true energy, stepped quickly, and hurried towards Wushuang Hall. He needed to inform Dugu Ming of this situation as soon as possible!