After Chu Yang calmly stated his level, the man who had always looked very calm finally changed his expression slightly.
His level has always been the biggest secret. Except for the guild leader, he has never mentioned or revealed it in front of anyone.
At this time, Chu Yang easily revealed his level. Although it is not yet known how Chu Yang got the news, whether he directly bypassed his cover or heard it from the Shinhwa President.
news.
But no matter which one of them it is, it is enough to prove that the other party is extraordinary.
The man changed his previous indifference and looked a little solemn;
"I wonder who you are?"
Chu Yang didn't answer, just looked at the other person quietly.
After a while, the man asked again:
"Since you don't say it, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" As he said that, the man waved his right hand lightly, and a giant sword appeared in his hand.
Just as he was about to take action, a deep male voice came from the president's room behind him.
"Let him in!"
After hearing this, the man took a deep look at Chu Yang, then turned his head and glanced behind Chu Yang, and then a group of Shinhwa members who surrounded him reluctantly retreated.
The man also put the giant sword in his hand back into his backpack, and in a flash, he opened the door to the president's room behind him.
Chu Yang smiled slightly and didn't pay too much attention. He walked directly past the man and entered the president's room.
As a twenty-five-story building in the center of Purple Thunder City, Shinhwa Station has a very broad view. Chu Yang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and took in the entire Purple Thunder Center Street at a glance.
On the luxurious sofa behind him, a man in his thirties was quietly holding a tea cup in his hand, looking like an old god.
After seeing Chu Yang's delay in speaking, the middle-aged man put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Chu Yang's back, frowned slightly, and then took the lead to break the calm.
"I wonder what my friend wants from me? He came all the way to the top floor of my mythology. You must not be an unknown person. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
Chu Yang did not answer him, but thought to himself:
"Everyone in the world has said that President Wushuang is unfathomable, or that he may have already entered the realm of gods. But when I saw him today, I was a little disappointed."
The man's expression froze slightly, then quickly returned to normal, and he said in a brisk tone:
"How can you believe the rumors of the world!"
Chu Yang sighed slightly and said, "The world also says that the Chairman of the Contemporary Shinhwa Guild, who worked hard to govern and has a very deep city, is a generational hero in the online game industry today, unparalleled in the world, but how do I look at the top ten super guilds in China today?
Is there only such a thing as Mythical March?
Or is it true that President Wushuang has reached the point where he needs to turn a blind eye in order to protect himself?"
The middle-aged man "Shenhua Wushuang" felt his heart sink. He had already heard some information from Chu Yang's words.
"Your Excellency is a saint?"
Hearing the somewhat uncertain tone of the other party, Chu Yang turned around suddenly, the saint's mask appeared directly on his face, and said coldly:
"Or perhaps, that Shinhwa Sanyue was just begged by you...!" He didn't finish his words, it was already at this point. Shinhwa Wushuang was not a fool, so he would naturally understand what he meant.
"Your Majesty the Saint, I can only tell you that today's mythology is no longer mine. Since Beichen became a disciple, many people in the association have been optimistic about him. As for suppressing the moonlight in the lotus pond, Wu Mu and I
They were all against it, but it was of no use.”
Chu Yang's face turned cold and he sneered: "If other people can become apprentices, why can't Shinhwa Wumu do it? Is the potential of a god-level player not as good as that of Shinhwa Beichen?"
The expression on his face was not concealed at all, and the disbelief was palpable.
But Shinhwa Wushuang was a little excited. He stood up suddenly and seemed a little excited.
"Wu Mu's potential is naturally not comparable to that of Beichen, but although many city leaders have praised him, there are really no people who want to recruit disciples, otherwise I wouldn't be so passive now!"
Chu Yang sneered again, and was really about to continue speaking, when the female voice inside him unexpectedly agreed:
"He is right. Those with great potential are all destined by those kings, and it is not too early to accept disciples. This is to prevent them from being targeted prematurely and die young, and secondly, it is also to further observe their character.
Aren't you the same, that old man from Hongshi has accepted you as his disciple?"
Chu Yang looked stunned, a little surprised, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, are you saying that the city lord has been paying attention to me? It's just that it's not the time to accept a disciple yet?"
"Nonsense, I guess this time you return to Red Rock City, the old guy won't be able to bear it any longer!"
Chu Yang looked happy and a little excited, but he seemed to have thought of something again, and he said again:
"What about you, sister? If I become the city lord, will it have any impact on you?"
Hearing Chu Yang's words, the female voice said angrily: "You mean, if that old guy Hongshi accepts you as his apprentice, you won't want your sister anymore?"
Chu Yang's expression froze and he hurriedly said: "How is that possible!"
"That's it!"
………
After reluctantly accepting this statement, Chu Yang no longer continued to embarrass Shinhwa Wushuang, but gave the other party a step up, "Okay, I want Shinhwa March, you have no objection!"
After hearing this, Shinhwa Wushuang did not object, but reminded:
"Of course I don't have any objections, but I have to pay attention to Shinhwa Beichen. Now that he has grown to the extreme, he will definitely not let you kill his brother!"
Chu Yang curled his lips and didn't say much, looking indifferent.
After communicating with the Shinhwa Wushuang, he didn't stay much longer and walked directly out of the Shinhwa station in two or three steps.
Not long after Chu Yang left the Shinhwa Station, the man guarding the corridor on the 25th floor walked into the president's room.
He glanced at Shinhwa Wushuang and said directly: "President, do you want to send someone to follow him?"
Hearing this, Shinhwa Wushuang didn't even think about it. He waved his hand directly and said:
"Don't worry about it. I'm afraid that Shinhwa Beichen will be in trouble this time. Go and inform Wu Mou. This is the perfect opportunity for us to clean up the guild!"
………
Purple Thunder City, inside a luxury restaurant in District 3.
In a VIP private room on the third floor, dozens of people were having fun and drinking.
Sitting in the middle of these dozens of people is none other than the mythical March.
At this time, a man wearing leather armor came close to him and flattered him:
"Third Young Master, congratulations on getting one step closer to this beauty. I believe you will be able to hold your beauty back in your arms soon!"
At this time, Shinhwa March's cheeks were red, and he had obviously drunk a lot of wine. Hearing the words of the younger brother beside him, he smiled broadly.
Some stuttered:
"This...that's good to say. Don't worry, when I...get it, you will benefit from it too!"
After hearing Shinhwa March's words, the other dozens of people in the private room all looked at each other, and then they all showed lewd smiles.
At this time, a thin boy in the corner hesitated and said:
"Third brother, isn't it rumored that Qingli's brother is a saint? Let's restrain ourselves!"
Hearing this, Shinhwa March's face suddenly darkened. He stared at the thin boy with a gloomy look, and then said word by word:
"Who is a saint? He is just a god-level player who has not shown up for three years. Not to mention that he has probably fallen. Even if he has not fallen, so what? As a direct disciple of the fifth deputy team of Purple Thunder City, my brother
As a person, even if I said this in front of him, he wouldn’t dare to fart one more time!
If anyone dares to mention that saint in front of me in the future, please be careful and I won’t be polite!”
………
Outside the private room door, Chu Yang looked a little gloomy. Although the soundproofing effect of this private room was pretty good, as he had already set foot in Legend, his perception had reached an incredible level. Naturally, all the conversations in the private room fell into his ears word for word.
.
"boom!"
Following a collision, the private room door was kicked open by him, and he stepped into the private room with a cold expression.
And his eyes have always stayed on the mythical March in the center.
Shinhwa March was awakened by a sudden rumbling sound. Most of his drunkenness disappeared in an instant. When he saw the door outside the private room collapsed into several pieces, his face darkened and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
He is already a regular customer of this restaurant. The chef is very good at it, and the owner of the restaurant is also very philistine. He will give him a discount every now and then. He is not short of such a small amount of money. Mainly because he thinks it is a face, so for this
He was also quite satisfied with the restaurant.
But today did make him a little angry. I spend money to eat here, but you can't even manage people? I've been banging on the door for so long, but no one comes to take care of it? Are you deliberately trying to spoil his fun?
At this time, the little brother beside him finally reacted, and the expressions of dozens of people changed instantly, from the previous flattery to the fierce one in a few seconds.
Light flashed in their hands, weapons appeared in their hands, and more than thirty people quickly surrounded Chu Yang.
At this time, someone in the crowd said harshly: "Who are you? You dare to come here to spoil the fun of the Third Young Master? Are you tired of living?"
Chu Yang ignored these people. He stepped lightly and then disappeared in front of everyone. Before the boys could react, they heard a scream from Shinhwa March behind him.
"You dare to touch me? My brother is Shinhwa Beichen!"
Everyone turned around and saw that the man who had been standing at the door for some time was standing in front of Shinhwa March.
At this time, Shinhwa March had a look of fear on his face, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body collapsed directly to the ground. The man who suddenly broke in looked down at Shinhwa March with a calm expression.
Everyone was so frightened that no one dared to move for a moment. Chu Yang looked down at the mythical March with an indifferent expression, his eyes were unwavering, as if he was looking at a dead person.
At this time, Shinhwa March seemed to have come to his senses. He stopped threatening and began to beg for mercy loudly.
"Brother, spare my life. I don't know where I offended him. I'll change. Don't kill me. It's not worth killing me. My brother is a direct disciple of the legendary giant. If I die, my brother will never give up. What do you want from me?
To put it bluntly, I am fully satisfied!”
Chu Yang still didn't say anything. A faint light flashed in his eyes, and a black flame shot directly from his eyes and went straight to the head of Shinhwa March.
Shinhwa March's face froze, probably due to his desire to survive. He reacted surprisingly quickly. A light flashed in his right hand, and a light curtain came from a ring worn on the middle finger of his right hand.
Then a circular light shield formed directly around him, covering his entire body.
As soon as the black flames from Chu Yang touched the mask, it instantly swept the entire mask. The black flames immediately covered the entire mask and began to burn crazily. The shield value of the mask was also crazy under this.
Falling.
Shinhwa March, who was inside the mask, was filled with fear. He quickly opened the private chat and then said directly to his brother:
"Brother, someone is trying to kill me. They are in XX Restaurant. Come and save me. I can't hold on anymore..."
………
However, before he could finish sending the message, a flintlock pistol appeared directly in Chu Yang's hand. With a slight gunshot, the mask shattered. The next moment, Chu Yang pulled the trigger several times in succession.
Shinhwa Sweeping Snow looked in disbelief and instantly killed him.
Soon, Shinhwa March's body turned into a ray of light and floated towards Zi Lei's resurrection point. Chu Yang's face was fixed, and he did not stay any longer. His figure disappeared directly into the private room in a flash.
In the sky outside the restaurant, his figure suddenly appeared, and then he quickly fled directly towards the resurrection point of Purple Thunder City.
On the street below, there was an uproar, and someone screamed:
"Look, Flying in the Sky is a giant in the legendary realm!"
"I'm blind or something, and I want you to talk nonsense?"
"Wow, flying in the air. Alas, I don't know if I will be able to enter this realm in my lifetime!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you can step into the legend? Then I can still be immortal for ten thousand years!"
………
Chu Yang ignored the shock he had brought to others. With the speed of flying in the air, he quickly arrived at the resurrection point of Purple Thunder City. At this time, Shinhwa March, who had just walked out of the resurrection point, had a stiff expression on his face.
I saw Chu Yang in the sky.
After cursing loudly, he left a message and turned around to retreat towards the Resurrection Hall, but Chu Yang in the sky would not give him a chance to write. The legendary field opened directly and instantly locked the fleeing Shinhwa March.
In an instant, Shinhwa March's body froze, as if an ancient sacred mountain suddenly pressed on him, and for a moment he could no longer move at all.
Chu Yang didn't hesitate much, seeing that his own domain had directly fixed the mythical March, and Manjushahua appeared directly in his hands.
[Universal bomb? Explosive bomb activated! 】
"bump!"
A crisp sound sounded, and a bullet was shot out from the muzzle of the gun at high speed, flying towards the mythical March below.
At this time, there were dozens of figures running quickly from a hundred meters away on the right, and the leader roared crazily:
"Who dares to take action in Purple Thunder City? Stop, or I will kill you!"
Heavy roars spread across the Resurrection Square, and a vague legendary aura locked onto Chu Yang in the sky.
It seemed to be warning him something.
But Chu Yang ignored it. He quietly looked at Shinhwa March below, and the bullet went directly into the back of his head without any obstruction.
In an instant, a terrifying damage value popped up above his head. Mythical March didn't even react, and his health bar was emptied directly. It turned into a ray of light and shot into the resurrection hall again!