I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 509, Chapter 513: The First Star

"From today, you will be a member of the General Star Pavilion." Tang Luo smiled at Jin Sanzhao: "I will choose suitable exercises and martial arts for you. Let's eat now."

Jin Sanzhao was stunned. Although the martial arts and martial arts are the foundation of a martial artist, he only wants to eat now. As for the star hall and martial arts, it is not as interesting as eating.

He swallowed the saliva in embarrassment. He stood in front of Tang Luo awkwardly, open his mouth to speak but didn't know how to say, he could only make a mosquito yelling "Hmm".

The warrior who didn't leave for a long time aroused Tang Luo's curiosity.

"Is there anything else?" Tang Luo tilted his head in doubt.

"Nei Ge Nei Ge" Jin Sanclaws scratched at the bottom of his messy clothes in a daze: "Patriarch, the younger one just wants to ask, then what is the General Star Pavilion? Is there meat to eat?"

It turned out that because of this, Tang Luo laughed dumbly and patted the shoulders of Jin Sanclaws and said loudly: "Since you have become a member of My General Museum, as long as you practice hard every day, you will have spiritual food for meals, and beast meat for meals. Keep your orders and sell your life, from now on will be the treatment of Tang's clan warriors, do you understand?"

It has to be said that Tang Luo made a mistake. For these low-level civilians, the martial arts classics during the famine period were so tempting to have food. Fortunately, Tang Luo never minded admitting and correcting his mistakes, since the other party liked it better. Spirit eats beast meat, then oneself uses spirit eats beast meat to tempt him.

Shengruo Hongzhong’s abilities erupted in a controlled manner, covering the warriors who had lined up and completed their training. They watched the first man in the front line go directly to some Raoshi’s sub-general star hall, Tang Luo unexpectedly Saying that he could eat animal flesh and spirit food all at once, people suddenly burst into cheers.

Several warriors who knew the Golden Three Claws were even more happy. Those who knew the Golden Three Claws cultivation base thought they had understood Tang Luo's selection criteria. If the pinnacle of Xuanfan peaked, they could have meat and spiritual food every day. , Then, aren't they also treated the same? One of them was extremely excited, thinking about the future Jiuchi Meat Forest, almost laughed out loud.

As for Jin Sanzhao himself, he was stunned by the pie falling from the sky, staring at Tang Luo blankly, and didn't recover for a long time.

Du Sha, who had been standing expressionless behind Tang Luo, looked at the sluggish appearance of Jin Sanclaw, and said to Tang Luo: "Then I will take him down first."

"Trouble Mr. Dusha." Tang Luo looked at the Golden Three Claws, who was still wandering away from the sky, angrily and funny, and said towards Dusha.

Before meeting Dusha, Tang Luo had been worrying about who would be the first star of the Generals Hall.

As the first-generation leader of a military organization, this person must not only have a strong cultivation base, but also have extraordinary aptitude. It is best to be able to easily subdue everyone and possess both virtues and virtues.

But no matter how Tang Luo thinks, it seems that there is no such character in his own hands. Although he can barely serve as the number one star himself, it will undoubtedly delay his cultivation time.

It was not until after meeting Dusha that he decided on the candidate for the first general star, a peerless martial artist with a stone heart and blood, a hero with both morality and ability, and such a person would be the chief of the general star hall. It only takes a hundred years. It can inject the soul into the star hall.

In Tang Luo's view, all families and groups in the world have their own personalities and traditions, and why these organizations have survived for dozens of generations is because they have excellent traditions, and an organization with excellent traditions, There is the soil for cultivating outstanding people.

The strong often appear in the form of a collective, rather than an individual. For example, the Xu Sheng family started with sword repair, and reached its peak after the saint Xu Feng, and then countless amazing sword repairs rose from the south of the sky, and even let the world say "first The words "Xu Shenghou has swords" and "Sword Saints in the world are in the Xu clan" are enough to prove Yuanzhou Xu clan's position in the hearts of the sword repairmen.

And the reason why the Xu family has so many sword repairs is because they are influenced by the same tradition and atmosphere.

The so-called tradition is determined by the first officer of this family or organization when it was founded. From then on, regardless of the passage of time and personnel changes, the soul of this family and organization will always be there. This is the true soul and backbone of the family and organization.

All aristocratic families and organizations in the world, from weak to strong, depend on what they depend on, and depend on this backbone that is constantly hitting and unbending.

Dusha served as the chief general star, and Tang Luo continued to send top talents into the general star hall for nurturing.

Just a hundred, no! In just fifty years, Tang Luo could use this power to sweep Longzhou.

A hundred years later, he really wanted to see if Wusheng Mountain, sitting on the golden top of Kunwu God Mountain, was really so sacred and inviolable!

Seeing Du Sha leading the Golden Three Claws, Tang Luo said vigorously towards the crowd: "Next!"

The second martial artist stepped forward proudly, and the cultivation of the Transcendence Realm made him full of confidence in the next judgment!

Tang Luo glanced at the other person, and before turning his head to speak, Hua Ji said the person's name and code: "Wu Tianliang, three five seven seven."

"It's right here!" Wu Tianliang arched his hand toward Huaji in a cool manner, and then saluted Tang Luo: "See the Patriarch."

The spiritual power of 3,579 hung on this person's head, and Tang Luo was a little disappointed. He originally thought that as one of the few Eastern teams, he could give himself a little surprise.

"You join the Yiqi Gang, and you will be led by Gong Zheng from now on, let's go down." Tang Luo said disappointedly.

Wu Tianliang was taken aback, remembering what Jin Sanjiao had just joined in the General Star Pavilion. Tang Luo also promised that there would be beast meat, meals and spiritual food, and he was taken away by Dusha like a junior. How did he get here? All changed?

"Dare to ask the Patriarch. What is the treatment of this Yiqi Gang?" Since I don't understand, Wu Tianliang asked expectantly.

Tang Luo glanced at Wu Tianliang, pointed to the west and calmly said: "Have you seen those warriors who are giving food? Your treatment is similar to them. You can eat every day, and there will be beast meat every three to five."

The man followed Tang Luo's fingers and looked to the west, looking at the food distributor who had been busy all night, furious, turned his head and said angrily: "Patriarch is unfair!!"

"My dignified Transcendence Realm cultivation base is more than better than the Golden Three Claws. As long as the name of the Heavenly Cool King is reported on the east boundary of the city, whoever doesn’t give me three points, you actually want me to go with those humble groups The handyman is doing the same job, dreaming! Shi can be killed, not insulted!"

There was an uproar from the crowd, and they couldn't believe that someone would dare to confront Tang Luo face to face. You must know that as a slave, there is nothing fair and unfair. Moreover, Tang Luo said clearly before practicing, what do martial artists eat This kind of meal is based on his preferences. Maybe Tang Luo likes male style. Some people think, after all, if Jin Sanzhao washes and washes, it would be pretty delicate.

There are still many people gloating at Wu Tianliang, wanting to see Tang Luo beat him into flesh with a punch, and Dian, as a slave, dared to confront the Patriarch in person.

(End of this chapter)