"The second young master of the Wang family!" Everyone in the audience shouted in unison.
The second son of the Wang family has rarely appeared in the public eye. It is said that he has no hobbies except reading, and has no interest in power or martial arts. Therefore, even if there are many people from Xuanwei City in the hall,
It was the first time to see the second young master Wang Buchen who rarely appeared in public.
"What are you doing here?" Wang Buyu whispered.
Wang Buchen ignored him, turned to Nangong Xi'er and bowed his head slightly: "The girl's swordsmanship is very good, my brother is no match for me."
Nangong Xi'er gently patted the hilt of the sword at her waist: "I haven't drawn the sword yet."
Wang Buchen smiled: "Before the girl drew her sword, she forced my younger brother to use the dance of fire phoenix. If the girl had drawn her sword, my younger brother might not be able to escape unscathed today."
Wang Buyu firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and was about to move forward, but was pushed back slightly by Wang Buchen. The sword energy was completely discharged, and then Wang Buchen and Wang Buyu fell to the ground.
Offstage.
Xuanyuan Luo licked his lips helplessly: "Good boy, I guess I was tricked by you."
Wang Buchen took out a bag from his arms and put all the gold and silver on the table into his pocket: "Whether it is a bureau or not, Mr. Xuanyuan will decide for himself. Whether I can take away the money depends on Mr. Xuanyuan's decision."
judge."
Xuanyuan Luo glanced at Nangong Xi'er on the stage, and then at Wang Buyu, who was full of anger but silent, sighed, and waved: "Take it, take it."
"Farewell." Wang Buchen took Wang Buyu and flew out of the restaurant.
The crowd suddenly fell into silence.
Someone asked hesitantly: "So the girl from the Xie family won?"
Xuanyuan Luo stood up and said: "In this duel, the Xie family and Xie Nangong win."
Nangong Xi'er shrugged, jumped up from the stage, and walked to Qingyi Lang's side: "Wang Buyu's strength is ordinary."
Lang Qingyi shook his head and said: "Among the four major families, Wang Buyu can be considered a master of this generation. He is similar to Dongfang Qi of the Dongfang family. You are my cousin. You are too strong."
"But the second young master Wang just now is pretty good." Nangong Xi'er recalled Wang Buchen's aura when he blocked the two of them just now, and he was quite a master. "I think he is far superior to Wang Buyu.
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"I have only met Wang Buchen a few times. He has a gentle personality, which is completely different from Wang Buyu, but I heard that he is not good at martial arts. It seems that he is deliberately hiding it." The man in Qingyi walked outside, "But there is no target at all.
It’s a pity that it has been achieved.”
"The Heroes Conference has just begun. If Wang Buyu is seriously injured at this time, it is not a good choice." Nangong Xi'er reminded.
Lang Qingyi nodded: "This timing is indeed inappropriate, but every time I see him, I can't help but want to kill him completely!"
"Just wait, there is always a chance." Nangong Xi'er said with relief.
At the entrance of the conference, two young men wearing masks were about to enter.
"Which family and sect? Do you have an invitation?" the guard shouted.
One of the two wore a bulging face mask, and the other wore a pure white mask. The man wearing the mask shouted in a low voice: "You don't even know about us, the Masked Sect, why are you still in the world?"
The guard was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "What kind of mask sect is unheard of? I think you want to sneak in to eat and drink, go, go, get out of here, don't block the way in."
"You are cheating on food and drink, I think you are looking down on others!" The man wearing a monster mask punched the guard, and the man wearing a white mask immediately stopped him with a fist: "That's inappropriate.
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"If you don't have an invitation, get out. Otherwise, even if Shanglin Tiangong comes, you have to get out." The guard stretched out his hand to push, but quickly stopped because three gold invitations were displayed in front of him.
"Who said our Masked Party didn't have invitations?" A man wearing a smiling doll mask appeared in front of the guard.
The guard took the invitation, checked it several times to make sure it was correct, and then handed it back: "Is there really such a thing as a masked sect? Are all the sects in the world so casual about names now?"
"Who doesn't have a mask in this world? It's not that the name of our sect is random, but that everyone in the world can't see the mask in their hearts." The smiling man turned to the two people behind him and said, "Go in
Bar."
The two people behind looked at each other, and finally followed the Laughing Man in. The three people walked past the guard, and then crossed a street intersection. The Ghost-Faced Man and the White-Faced Man slapped the Laughing Man at the same time.
.The Laughing Man took this slap hard, but had no reaction at all. Finally, he shook his body slightly and bounced the two of them out.
"You two are not too particular. I spent three invitations to bring you in, but you have just taken a few steps and you are about to attack me?" the smiling man said dissatisfied.
The man with the ghost face was naturally Feng Zuojun, and the man with the white face was naturally Xie Yuling. In order to hide their identities, they put on the masks they bought that day. They thought that the Heroes Conference was open to all sects, big and small.
But he didn't expect that an invitation was needed to enter. Feng Zuojun tried to use his momentum to overpower the guard and get through, but failed. The birth of this masked man seemed very strange. They met by chance. How could they really be from the same sect? What's more,
What's more, the Masked Sect is basically the sect that Feng Zuojun just made nonsense of.
Xie Yuling said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"Of course he is your fellow disciple." The smiling man said quietly.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Feng Zuojun took a step forward and reached out to grab the Laughing Man's mask.
The Laughing Man snorted, and with a slight wave of his hand, the Smiling Boy's mask suddenly turned into the mask of the Angry Eyed King Kong. He raised his hand slightly, then pressed it down, and directly hit Feng Zuojun to the ground.
How strong is Mr. Feng Zuo? He was already the best among the younger generation when he went to school last time. Now he is almost reaching the end of martial arts, but he was easily restrained by this masked man with one move.
Xie Yuling took a step back slightly.
"Xie Yuling, don't run away, save me." Feng Zuojun said urgently.
"Senior," Xie Yuling said cautiously, "We just took the liberty. Please let go of my friend. We have something to talk about."
"You junior, you still have some manners to speak." The masked man retracted his hand and kicked Feng Zuojun back.
Feng Zuojun retreated to Xie Yuling's side and whispered: "Slip away."
"Okay." Xie Yuling turned around quickly, but the masked man had already ducked behind them at some point.
"I don't care, I don't care. Today's young people are too careless." The masked man shook his head and waved his hand gently, and the angry-eyed King Kong mask turned into a resentful woman again.