He Has a Dragon

Zheng Ge looked at Wang Le with a little curiosity in his eyes.

As he spent more time with Wang Le, Zheng Ge found that the guy in front of him who was about the same age as himself was too mature.

The funny thought that Wang Le's childish appearance was just a disguise flashed through his mind, and he was actually an old monster.

Obviously, this is impossible.

"Brother Wang, although you and I are similar in age, I always feel that you have experienced too many ups and downs in the world, and you have a polish that young people don't have." Zheng Ge couldn't help the confusion and curiosity in his heart, and finally asked.

Fatty Huang nodded in agreement and smiled: "That's right, Brother Wang doesn't look like a young man. Instead, he looks like an old guy like Master and me who has gone through life and death."

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose and replied, somewhat dumbfounded: "Why have you become an old man? Are you two praising me? Or are you derogating me?"

Fatty Huang smiled and said: "Of course you are saying good things about me. Brother, I have always dreamed of becoming someone as awesome as you!"

Before Wang Le could speak, Fatty Huang suddenly changed the topic and said with deep emotion: "The world is more powerful than my generation. Once I entered the world, my mentor must also be a person with a story!"

Zheng Ge nodded and agreed: "Before this, Zheng never paid attention to the world of mortals, but since he met Brother Wang, he never dared to look down upon him again."

"To be able to teach a man like Brother Wang, that old man's achievements in martial arts must be extraordinary."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ge shook his head and said with emotion: "Tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains, and unicorns are hidden in the fields. I didn't expect that in this small mortal world, there would be people like Brother Wang and his mentor."

At this time, Fatty Huang looked at Wang Le with curiosity and asked, "Brother, what kind of cultivation is your enlightenment teacher?"

"Uh!" Wang Le was a little speechless, and couldn't help but secretly blame himself for looking for trouble, why did he have to toss out this crappy poem that the old guy liked to recite.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le smiled, winked at the two guys on the left and right, and said, "Guess."

Zheng Ge: "..."

Fatty Huang: "..."

The three people standing by the stream have been attracting attention ever since they alerted the trial members nearby.

Now when Wang Le asked the two to guess, some members couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

Wang Le patted Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, who were standing on the left and right with speechless faces, and said with a smile: "It's late at night. We have to go on a journey tomorrow, so rest early."

After finishing speaking, Wang Le turned around and walked back.

Fatty Huang stopped looking at Wang Le and said to Zheng Ge next to him: "Brother Zheng, have you guessed it?"

Zheng Ge glared at Fatty Huang angrily and hummed: "How do you guess this? Don't you see that Brother Wang is playing tricks on us?"

Fatty Huang smiled indifferently and said as usual: "I guess Brother Wang's enlightenment teacher is also a heaven-level old monster who lives in seclusion in the world of mortals."

"Uh!" Zheng Ge was stunned for a moment, then said in a low voice: "To be able to teach a freak like Brother Wang, if he doesn't have a heaven-level cultivation, it would be a big joke in the world."

After a pause, Zheng Ge changed the subject again and said: "If his enlightenment teacher is not a heaven-level practitioner, then this guy's martial arts talent is really unreasonable."

At this point, a deep sense of powerlessness swept through Zheng Ge's body and soul, and he sighed and said: "None of us members of the trial team are outstanding martial arts geniuses, but compared with this guy, he is not even qualified to lift shoes. They don’t deserve it, even if Zheng wants to be jealous, he can’t be jealous!”

Fatty Huang rolled his eyes and muttered: "Who says it's not the case!"

Zheng Ge smiled bitterly and sighed, leaving the bank of the stream and walking towards Wang Le, who had closed his eyes and rested by the campfire...

After a night of silence, when Wang Le woke up from meditation and opened his eyes, the bonfire in front of him had already been wet with dew.

Not far away, Zheng Ge, Fatty Huang, and the nearby members of the trial team had not yet woken up, and the entire camp was silent and peaceful.

Only the large and small pits left on the surrounding ground, as well as the residual blood stains on the gravel and turf, indicate that there was a fierce fight with the Zoroastrian Cult last night.

At this time, Wang Le did not get up immediately after opening his eyes, nor did he pay attention to everything around him. The expression on his face fluctuated between joy and expectation, as well as anxiety and uneasiness.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be so fast. I was shocked by the speed of my cultivation." Wang Le thought in his heart with complicated emotions.

Because after last night's daily practice, when Wang Le woke up from trance, he vaguely felt that he had touched the bottleneck of practice again.

At this moment, other people would have been ecstatic because they had touched the bottleneck of their realm, but for Wang Le, it was obviously not the case.

While I was happy, I was also more worried and uneasy.

Because...he has a guilty conscience!

There is no ancient cultivation technique like other warriors. You can practice step by step to improve your cultivation:

The Xiantian and Huang Xuan's five realms of earth and heaven in the cultivation system are completely incompatible with him.

The innate power in Dantian is unique and even has miraculous medical effects.

………

All these factors are destined for Wang Le to walk on the road of martial arts that has never been seen before by the ancients and never seen after.

This feeling of being without a village in front of you or a store behind you, and it's still on a dark trail with a cliff below. Anyone else would have sweaty hands and be nervous!

But no matter how worried he was, Wang Le had to finish this lonely martial arts road, even if he had to kneel down.

Soon, Wang Le adjusted the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, and couldn't help but look forward to what new gains he would have after breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to a higher realm.

Now, according to Wang Le's own estimation, it is completely possible to cross the level and kill the strength of the early earth level.

Of course, if the other party flies into the sky, there is nothing you can do.

As for fighting against mid-level earth-level warriors, Wang Le is not completely sure yet, but he is still confident that he can escape unscathed.

In addition, Wang Le is very much looking forward to the new upgrades of the Deception Eye and what new abilities it will bring to him.

The ability of clairvoyance and dragon concealment, the magic eye space, and when facing the enemy, you can easily see through the flaws in the opponent's moves.

So what kind of new abilities will be waiting for you next?

After looking forward to it, Wang Le felt a little uneasy about it.

Because just when he woke up from trance, he didn't know if it was an illusion or what happened, but he felt the strange but familiar tingling sensation in the body in front of and behind him again.

At first, he fainted from pain on the streets of Feicheng in the scorching summer heat.

It was also at that time that I met my destined wife Mu Xiyan, whom I fell in love with at first sight.

That's right, it's the real dragon tattoo on his body that hasn't been seen for a long time, and Young Master Wang has almost forgotten about it!