He Has a Dragon

After Gao Zhiheng, Zhuang Yu and other Qing Palace disciples left, Wang Le and Fatty Huang, led by Wang Yunxiang who had obtained the box tokens, walked along the corridors between rows of boxes, turned left and right, and came deep into the tent. At the end of the room, in front of a private room with the words "Heaven - Earth" written on it.

Wang Le glanced at the four traditional Chinese characters "Heaven" and "Human" on the box door, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. The strange look on his face flashed away, and he murmured: "It's such a good place."

"Good place?" Fatty Huang standing aside looked sideways at Wang Le and asked.

Wang Le smiled and shook his head without saying anything. At this time, Wang Yunxiang took out a black metal triangular token the size of a baby's palm, and pressed it into a triangular depression on the door.

At this moment, Wang Le vaguely felt a slight tremor on the ground. Following the pattern engraved on the box door, light flashed away, and at the same time there was a slight "click" sound.

Then I saw this black box door made of an unknown metal, quickly retracting into the door frame from right to left.

Wang Yunxiang and Fatty Huang walked into the box without being surprised. When Wang Le saw this, he understood that the construction method of this box building was not unusual. It was just that he was new here and lacked proper understanding of the entire martial arts world.

When Wang Le was the last one to enter the box, the black metal door retracted into the door frame quietly reappeared, and the entire box was sealed again.

When Fatty Huang saw that Wang Le was actually interested in the box door, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Brother, what's so good about this kind of unrefined gadget? As long as you know a little bit about the art of refining, you can make it." Come, come and sit quickly!"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose, looked away at the box door, and sat around the table with Wang Yunxiang at Fatty Huang's greeting.

Immediately, under the eyes of the two of them, Wang Yunxiang washed the tea set with boiling water, then added tea, and then brewed the tea. The whole process was like flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

The ups and downs of thoughts disturbed by the conflict before entering the door gradually calmed down during Wang Yunxiang's ancient and masterful tea making process...

After a while, the tea sets were removed, and the three people sitting around the round table returned to reality from the enjoyment of tea art.

Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le and his junior brother who were sitting opposite him, and said with a hint of worry: "Although I'm not afraid of blatant retaliation if I offend Qing Gong, I am afraid that they will use vicious tricks secretly after going to the battlefield. You must not Careless."

Fatty Huang replied with a smile on his face, "Just because of that idiot Zhuang Yu,

If I don't think about harming him, even if there is smoke rising from the graves of this guy's ancestors. "

After a pause, Fatty Huang continued: "Even if we don't deal with him, there will be many members of the trial team who will find trouble for this guy."

Wang Le smiled and said nothing, and did not join in, because in his eyes, Zhuang Yu had already been sentenced to death.

As the saying goes, you won't do what you say, but there is no need to say anything about what you want to do, just act silently.

At this time, Wang Yunxiang said with some regret: "In the near future, I have to follow the master and cannot get away. Otherwise, I can get rid of Zhou Zhiheng, the biggest threat for you."

Having said this, Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le seriously and further said: "Actually, Huang is not worried about Junior Brother Feihong. After all, he is a disciple of Lingtai Sect. Zhou Zhiheng has some scruples and does not dare to be too presumptuous. But Brother Wang, you become The thorn in Qing Palace’s side, neither Zhou Zhiheng nor Zhuang Yu will ever let you go.”

Wang Le nodded with a sincere look and replied: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Wang. I have my own way to save my life."

Compared to Wang Yunxiang, whom they had just met in the early days, Fatty Huang had a deeper understanding of Wang Le's behavior, so he had no so-called worries.

He smiled and said to Wang Yunxiang: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry. With just two guys, Zhuang Yu and Gao Zhiheng, it's just a daydream to cause trouble for the third brother."

Wang Le was happy when he heard this and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother, you have more confidence in me than I do in myself."

Fatty Huang smiled meaningfully at Wang Le and said, "Brother, even my elder brother hasn't seen through your capabilities yet!"

At this time, Wang Yunxiang, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but think of his junior brother who told his master some things about Wang Le, and then said: "Brother Wang can kill a strong man in the middle stage of martial arts, so Gao Zhiheng is under your control, brother." , and it will definitely not be a good thing."

Then Wang Yunxiang finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, looked at Wang Le and asked: "Brother Wang, your cultivation level is only at the Xuan level. I really can't imagine how you can cross the level and kill the mid-level earth-level powerhouse. What on earth is going on?" Did you do it?”

"Uh!" Wang Le rubbed his nose habitually, then looked at Wang Yunxiang with a serious expression and replied: "Only two words."

"Oh?" Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le more and more curiously, waiting for the other party's answer.

Then Wang Le said slowly: "Sneak attack!"

Wang Yunxiang: "..."

Seeing Wang Yunxiang's speechless expression, Fatty Huang smiled and recounted in as much detail as possible how Wang Le jumped over the ranks to kill the middle-level martial arts expert.

In the process of retelling the scenes at that time, Fatty Huang, as a bystander, still felt lingering fear.

In addition to the danger that he was wandering on the edge of life and death, which made him feel desperate, the most terrifying thing was the cruel method Wang Le showed when he killed the middle-level earth-level powerhouse.

It can be completely described with the word massacre.

This also gave Fatty Huang a deeper understanding of his sworn brother.

In Huang Fatty's view, whoever becomes the enemy of his third brother will be the greatest misfortune in life.

Of course, these are Fatty Huang's inner thoughts, and he will not express them in front of the parties involved.

After Wang Yunxiang listened to his junior brother's story, although he was curious about the mysterious invisibility technique used by Wang Le, he also knew that it was the other party's inheritance. ,

So he was very sensible and did not ask any further questions. Instead, he changed the topic and said meaningfully to Wang Le: "In this case, then take advantage of them when they are not prepared and kill those who are enemies of you as soon as possible." , Only in this way can we further ensure our own safety.”

Wang Le, who was unmoved, had a calm expression. He didn't even look at Wang Yunxiang, and replied noncommittally: "When we get to the battlefield, anything will happen. When the time comes, it will not be up to them whether we live or die."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yunxiang knew that Wang Le had already had murderous intentions towards Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu without any need to remind him.

Thinking of this, Wang Yunxiang nodded slightly, then pressed a button the size of a glass bead located in the corner of the table, and smiled at the two of them: "Let's talk after we finish eating."