City: I have a perverted martial arts system

"Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. It turns out that Jiang Hai has produced such a powerful person. I have seen it today."

The last martial artist wearing a green shirt had an ugly expression on his face and said, "The green mountains will not change, but the green water will always flow. We will meet again later!"

After that, he was about to leave.

"Three experts, wait a moment!"

Yan Song and Liang Chuang chased out, and Liang Chuang said anxiously: "Then our matter..."

The man said: "There are experts here, so if we reluctantly stay, it's just ridiculous. We can't take care of your affairs."

"Ah, this..."

Just leave it alone if you can’t do anything about it?

They spent a lot of money to invite them.

However, Yan Song and Liang Chuang did not dare to say anything more. The Martial Arts Alliance was not something they could afford to offend, so they had to suffer the consequences of being dumb.

Seeing that several people were really about to leave, Luo Yan was unwilling to do so, and stretched out his hand to stop them, "Wait a minute!"

The man in green shirt turned around and frowned: "What's the matter?"

"Give me your sword."

"Haha, you dare to ask for our sword?"

The man in blue shirt smiled angrily.

Luo Yan clenched his fist, "Why, can't I afford it?"

"Our master is the famous Wuzong Qian Sanjian. This sword was passed down to us by his old man himself. Are you sure you dare to ask for it?"

The man in green shirt said proudly.

A great martial artist or above is a martial arts master, compared to a master in the Qi-nourishing realm.

It is two levels higher than Luo Yan.

In the eyes of men, this name is enough to scare Luo Yan.

As for Qian Sanjian, although Luo Yan didn't know him, he was known to everyone in the entire Jiangnan area.

His swordsmanship is magical, and the meaning of the three swords is that no matter how powerful the warrior is in his hands, he cannot escape the three swords, and he will be killed if he takes action.

Part of the reason why Yan Song and Liang Chuang asked Qian Sanjian's disciples to take action was because of Qian Sanjian's reputation.

"The level of the disciples he taught is average, and his level seems to be average."

Luo Yan didn't panic at all, "So, I still want your sword!"

The three of them looked at each other and knew that they could not defeat Luo Yan. The man in green clothes snorted coldly: "I will keep you here temporarily, but don't be happy, just wash your neck and wait for death!"

He left the sword behind very spinelessly, and the three of them helped Brother Flathead and walked out of Han's house.

Yan Song and Liang Chuang were left standing awkwardly, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Cough cough cough."

Yan Song coughed twice and said, "It turns out that we got it wrong. The Han family doesn't need help at all. Mr. Han, I'm sorry for disturbing you today, so let's just say goodbye."

Before Han Qiuping could speak, Han Xiuxiu jumped out and said with her hands on her hips:

"It's easy for you to leave. Didn't you just say that we should be destroyed? I'm in a very bad mood right now, and a little manic. You must compensate me for my mental losses."

Luo Yan looked at Han Xiuxiu with interest. This unruly girl knew how to seize the opportunity.

Yan Song glanced at Luo Yan and said to Han Xiuxiu: "Haha, Miss Han is joking."

"Who are you kidding me? Each person writes a check for 50 million, one for each of the Han family and my friend. Otherwise, not only would I feel bad, but my friend would also feel bad."

Yan Song and Liang Chuang glanced at Luo Yan, who smiled sadly.

The two had no choice but to reluctantly pay the money.

After they left.

Han Xiuxiu's company asked its financial affairs to be transferred to Luo Yan for 50 million.

When he received the payment information, Luo Yan instantly felt that he was a rich man.

However, he did not show too much excitement. After all, for monks, money is just the beginning, turning it into a cultivation resource is the key.

Luo Yan showed off his skills just now, and the Han family was completely relieved.

Even the big families who coveted the Han family gave up the idea of ​​killing him while he was sick after hearing the news from Yan Song and Liang Chuang.

Time flies by.

Finally the day agreed with Wan Qianhe came.

The location is set in a park on the outskirts of Jianghai City.

By this time, the park had been cleared, the tourists were gone, and big families were entering the park one after another.

As allies of Wan Qianhe, the three Long family brothers, Huo Jinghua, and six martial arts masters were all present.

In order to increase the momentum, all the Long family's men also came.

The darkness took up a large area of ​​lawn.

They are rough people by nature, shouting and making an intimidating noise.

The Han family's side was much more lonely and cold, with only Han Qiuping, Han Zaixun, and Han Xiuxiu present.

They are doing legitimate business to begin with, so they can't possibly bring in security guards and company employees to make up for their losses, right?

Han Qinghuai did not attend, and Han Qiuping always believed that his side was not a sure thing.

If something unexpected happens, why don't you leave a descendant for the Han family?

Originally, he did not agree with Han Xiuxiu coming, but Han Xiuxiu said that if she was not here, Luo Yan's morale might be very low.

After all, the relationship between the two has developed to the level of "good friends".

Luo Yan's morale is low, which will affect his performance.

Han Qiuping had no choice but to agree.

The young man standing next to Han Xiuxiu with a concave shape is naturally the Han family's biggest supporter, Luo Yan.

In addition to these two groups, there was also a large group of people standing at the other end of the lawn.

The leading middle-aged man is dressed in silk and satin clothes. He is elegant and luxurious. He is none other than Ding Youshan, the head of the Ding family.

Behind Ding Youshan stood a group of warriors, including the great martial artist Tan Hui.

In addition to Ding Youshan, who ranked fourth, the top three families in Jianghai City, Jiang, He and Jing, also sent family representatives to attend.

They not only came to watch the excitement, but also participated in the dispute as witnesses.

The marriage contract between Han Xiuxiu and Wan Fei is absolutely true. Even if Wan Fei is a waste, Han Xiuxiu is indeed wronged first.

Therefore, both parties agreed to completely resolve this conflict through this duel.

If anyone fails to comply, all the families present have the right to attack him in groups.

The major forces in the field are intrigues and are eager to kill each other.

But on the surface, except for a few families who were openly hostile, everyone was smiling and it was a harmonious scene.

…

"Master Ding, what do you think of this competition?"

At this time, Jing Taicheng, the third-ranked Jing eldest son, walked up to Ding Youshan and asked with a smile.

Next to Jing Taicheng, there was an old man in black robe, whom Ding Youshan had never seen before.

Tan Hui had noticed the old man before and once reminded Ding Youshan that this old man was not simple. He was a warrior and his cultivation level was not inferior to him.

This proves that the old man is at least at the level of a great martial artist, or higher.

"It turns out to be nephew Jingxian."

Ding Youshan glanced at Jing Taicheng and the old man next to him, and said politely, "On the surface, Wan Qianhe has the advantage, but I heard that the young man defeated three martial arts alliance masters by himself."

"Although he is a martial artist, he is also a disciple of Qian Sanjian. Therefore, I think it will be difficult for Wan Qianhe to win even if Huo Jinghua dominates the battle."

Jing Taicheng glanced at Luo Yan from afar, smiled slightly, and was noncommittal.

Ding Youshan asked: "What does this mean, nephew?"

"Master Ding thinks that young man will win, but I think he will lose. How about we make a bet?"

"How to gamble?"

"If I win the bidding for the land in Nancheng, can you give it to me, the Jing family?"

Ding Youshan's face changed color slightly.

That piece of land he had coveted for a long time was truly fertile.

For that piece of land, he almost visited all the relevant departments and gave away all the gifts that needed to be given.

If he gives up bidding at this time, his losses will be huge.

He said that Luo Yan would win, just because he was fighting with the Long family, and he didn't really think that Luo Yan would beat Huo Jinghua.

But he didn’t want to be exposed by Jing Taicheng.

Of course he didn't dare to make this bet, so he laughed dryly and said:

"Haha, my nephew is joking. You and I are both outsiders, so let's watch the show. What's the bet?"

"Oh? It seems that the head of the Ding family still thinks that Huo Jinghua will win deep down. As for me, I like to argue with others. How about this, let's switch it around. I bet on the boy to win, and you bet on Huo Jinghua to win. The bet is still the same.

How about a piece of land?"

Seeing Jing Taicheng's half-smiling expression, Ding Youshan also got angry, "Could my nephew be perfunctory with me? What if I agree and you lose?"

"How about I give you another piece of land in my southern city, which happens to be connected to the piece of land you are interested in?"

"oh?"

Ding Youshan's eyes shone.

The temptation is too great. If the two pieces of land are connected into one, the value of the two pieces of land will greatly increase. This is a huge profit.

"Is this true?" Ding Youshan asked.

"I, Jing Taicheng, never joke."

"Okay, I bet!"

Ding Youshan agreed.

Jing Taicheng smiled: "It's a deal!"

“It’s a deal!”