On the other side.
White-faced Lang listened to his men bring the tournament of the Martial Union.
Although there was no fluctuation on his calm face.
But the murderous aura, if any, was perfectly sufficient to reflect his mood at the moment.
“Keep an eye on that Heng Mo Ping Phetsu.
Remember to just keep an eye on it.
No matter how good the opportunity is, don’t make a move on this man.”
“I’ve heard that this man is a madman, isn’t he?
Just right, I like crazy people.
If he dares to hurt my senior sister, I will personally make him understand what is the purgatory on earth.”
At this point, he slowly opened his mouth.
Only when he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips.
One could clearly see that the long scarlet tongue, the tip of which had already appeared to be split, looked oozy.
“Also, from now on, let all the dark sons stay dormant.
When needed, I will speak.”
The words fell.
After saluting respectfully, Chang Wen slowly backed out of the room.
Early the next morning.
The number of spectators who came to the martial arts arena was surprisingly even more than yesterday’s.
The sun had not yet risen.
The auditorium was already filled to capacity.
Amidst hundreds of thousands of pairs of expectant eyes.
The time for the competition had arrived quietly.
As he had been dragged by Little Barbara yesterday.
Lin Mo had spent the entire night with this Mother of Companions.
After yawning for days.
He was dragged into the martial arts arena by the excited Little Barbarian.
Such a scene naturally drew the sideways glances of the crowd.
The status of the Miaojiang Compulsion Mother naturally needed no further explanation.
She was not only one of the four great elders of the Martial Union.
Under her hand, she was even in charge of Miaojiang’s 100,000 mountains and thousand miles of territory.
Such a person was actually so close to Lin Mo.
Already, it had drawn a sour taste from the crowd.
And over at the elders’ viewing gallery.
Martial Monk Du’er hesitated for a long time before.
Still having made up his mind, he respectfully spoke towards his master, Bitterness Chi.
“Master, my apprentice would also like to go up on stage today and compete with someone of the same generation from the Japanese nation.”
Having said that, he waited with an expectant face for the latter’s reply.
After a long time, Master Bitterness Chi, who had been silently reciting sutras with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.
“Today’s fury is too heavy.
Do not get involved in the karma of it!”
These words were a direct rejection.
Although a little disappointed, Du Er could only obediently hold the Qi Mei stick and push it behind his master.
As for the real Yushu who was at the side, she gave Master Bitterness a surprised look.
Indeed a few days ago, before coming to attend the Martial Union’s renewal event.
He had specially used, the ancient magnolia tree in the backyard of Cihangzhai to predict the fortune of this Martial Union Competition.
The only results he got were a few red-tinged fallen leaves.
I didn’t expect that this Bitterness Chi Master could have such an ability as well.
It seems that we have not seen each other for a few years.
This baldy’s dao has become more and more profound.
And as the race was about to begin.
Under Lin Mo’s persuasion.
Little Barbara could only reluctantly let go of Lin Mo’s warm palm.
Led by Ashena, she arrived at the elders’ viewing gallery.
When Lin Mo had just taken his seat.
A simple-looking teenager next door took the initiative to come next to Lin Mo.
As soon as they met, he just saw and clasped his fist and said.
“Sage Doctor Lin, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Faced with this stranger’s act of greeting.
Lin Mo also politely stood up.
“Hello, we knew each other before?”
Hearing Ree his question.
The naive young man scratched his head.
“No, no, my name is Yang Gouyu, first time meeting.”
It seemed that he felt that his name was extraordinarily distinctive.
After introducing himself, he even introduced the origin of his name.
“My mother said that the uglier the name, the more disliked by the King of Hell.
So I was given this name.”
Lin Mo looked at the other party’s simple and pure look and smiled slightly.
The Grand Tournament was about to begin.
This person would not seek himself out for no reason, and with a feeling of doubt, he opened his mouth to ask.
“I am here, Lin Mo.
I wonder if Yang ….. Brother Yang, what is your order?”
The name was genuinely a little difficult to utter.
“It’s like this ………….”