Lord of the Night

Everyone who was guarding the main hall in other towns in Tiandu was disappointed when they saw the master of the hall. None of them stopped trying to persuade him and they all retreated.

They all felt like their shy faces were pressed against a cold butt, not to mention the discomfort.

As soon as I got out, I couldn’t wait to complain.

"What's wrong with this?"

"How rude."

"I really think I am the best in the world...a little venerable level..."

"You just killed a few people in the southeast and are you arrogant?"

"Maybe I'm in a bad mood because I foresee losing tomorrow."

"He's such a jerk, he deserves to lose."

"...Go tomorrow and see how this bastard is beaten until he cries for his father and mother in the ring. It really pisses me off..."

"This is the first time I've seen such a person. He doesn't even understand the slightest bit of human sophistication..."

Tiandu City is one of the top five major cities in the Guardian Continent, and it is located in an absolutely prosperous inland area. How can the palace masters who can guard the palace here have anything to do?

All of them are people who have been in high positions for a long time and command and control them.

When have you ever been so shameless?

And Fang Che is just a life and death patrol at the Southeast Headquarters. Our place belongs to the central part. You, a remote life and death patrol, come to our central area to show your authority?

I want to blind your mind!

Everyone was aggrieved and discussed walking away.

Fang Che sat cross-legged in the room, adjusting his condition.

Along the way, Sun Wutian's special training was simply inhumane. After tearing apart the space several times, he went to the space to train Fang Che.

Various beatings.

Fang Che even had the feeling that "this old devil has taken the wrong path in his life and is taking advantage of his labor and capital to vent his anger."

No matter what you do, nothing is right. No matter how perfect you practice, you will still get beaten.

Fang Che was given various spiritual liquids and elixirs to drink, and then he began to beat him wildly. I have practiced swordsmanship once, and I have practiced flying knives constantly.

What makes Fang Che aggrieved is that this old devil has other ideas.

On a straight line, place a mung bean a hundred feet away.

Thirty-six bamboo poles were erected in this distance of a hundred feet.

When the flying knives are sent out, no aura control is allowed, all depends on skill, so that the flying knives can go around these bamboo poles like snakes and hit the mung beans.

And make a hole in the mung beans and do not break them.

Fang Che went crazy on the spot: "Grandmaster, this is impossible."

His answer was a violent beating from Sun Wutian: "If others can do it, why can't you!?"

Fang Che was beaten wildly, but he was not convinced: "Who can do it?"

"You can do it with a flying knife!"

Sun Wutian answered while beating Fang Che again.

"Grandmaster! That's thousands of years of accumulation! Thousands of years of cultivation!"

Fang Che shouted loudly: "I only have two days! Two days...how can this compare?"

Sun Wutian was furious: "How dare you find excuses!"

So he beat me up wildly and went out to tear up the space and rush on his way: "Wait until I come in again. If I can't do it, I will skin you!"

Fang Che practiced hard for less than two hours.

Sun Wutian came in again, with a dark face: "Practice for me!"

Of course it doesn’t meet the requirements!

So he was beaten wildly again!

"It's useless! Others can do it, but you can't!"

Sun Wutian cursed...

Along the way until they were released outside the south gate of Tiandu City, Fang Che calculated by himself that he had been beaten sixteen times in total!

The old devil is extremely experienced in beating people. It will make your whole body in pain and make you feel worse than death, but it will not hurt your bones or muscles and meridians.

All in all, Fang Che's day and a half was like living in hell.

Now that I am suddenly free, I still feel pain all over my body.

But the good thing is... I have finally been promoted from the second level of the Venerable Level to the beginning of the third level of the Venerable Level!

"From this point of view, the Xue family has complied with the rules. The red snow clothes are said to be at the third level of the Venerable level."

Fang Che didn't dare to look down on this Xue Yihong at all.

The Xue family is a genius with great reputation.

In terms of reputation, it is certainly not as famous as Fang Tu in the whole continent, but...

He has been working hard in the extremely cold place guarded by the Xue family, and has been working hard for more than ten years. Regardless of his cultivation and combat experience, he has enriched himself beyond measure.

And every step he takes is to consolidate himself to a level where he can no longer push himself to the next level.

No matter how conceited Fang Che is, he can't guarantee victory.

You must take a good rest to prepare for the battle tomorrow.

Fang Che runs countless scriptures.

Spend this night quietly.

…

The inn where the Xue family is located has also become completely silent.

The room where Xue Yihong was located was absolutely quiet.

The ancestors spoke softly in the next room, even using sound transmission, for fear of disturbing Xue Yihong's state.

"The ancestor personally ordered that we must win and not lose. I hope that there will be no accidents in the battle tomorrow..."

Until now, although it is almost certain, the Xue family is still a little uneasy.

There is no way, Xue Fuxiao's order of 'no defeat allowed' is really too much pressure for the Xue family!

Everyone looked sullen.

"There is a 90% chance of winning this battle."

One person said.

"Then there's still a 10% chance of an accident."

An ancestor of the Xue family, whose hair and beard had turned white, said with a sad face: "It's better to be foolproof. You don't know that once the ancestor starts to rectify the family, the terror and the low pressure on the whole family can last for hundreds of years..."

"It's been hundreds of years, even breathing feels like a crime..."

"Last year, I thought the ancestor would come back to reorganize the family, but he didn't come back. I guess it's because of this one-year agreement. We have to wait and see the final result."

"So if we lose this time, the descendants of the Xue family... hehe..."

The white-bearded old man looked bleak: "It is estimated that many people will be sent to mine, and it is definitely the kind of underground mines. Once you go down, you can't think of coming out for at least a hundred years..."

"Last year, we reorganized a group of unfilial descendants..."

"That's just the beginning?"

The white-bearded old man sneered: "The ancestor's reorganization is really a knife! If the descendants of the future generations do evil, the ancestor will kill them without blinking an eye, even more than killing the people of the only orthodox religion."

"..."

When mentioning the old things of the past, everyone talked about it, and they were all worried.

Although the chances of winning are now 90%, they still feel like they are betting a mountain in their hearts. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one.

"It's useless to worry now. Let's see the outcome tomorrow. Win or lose, we must not lose our manners."

The ancestor finally sighed: "It's not easy for Fang Tu. No matter whether we win or lose, we must not lose our manners."

"We understand!"

The Xue family members all looked serious. As the descendants of Xue Fuxiao, the ancestor had also reorganized a group of guardians and guardians' families.

The scale at that time was far less than Fang Che's current scale, but the pressure on the Xue family at that time was still as big as a mountain and as big as the sea.

So they know better than anyone how much pressure Fang Che is carrying now.

...

Tiandu City stayed up all night.

Waiting for the battle tomorrow.

Billions of people are watching.

In the Guardian headquarters, however, it was calm.

Dongfang Sansan ordered the statistics of gambling dens in various places; to see how much money can be won, he even thought about how to spend the money.

Education, roads, poverty alleviation, migration, medical care, shelter...

There are also major departments, especially the Southeast Nirvana Martial Arts Academy...

Dongfang Sansan turned a deaf ear to the discussion of "the supreme leader actually did this".

There are also some sayings like "There must be many gamblers who have lost everything and can't survive, how pitiful", Dongfang Sansan can only sneer at them.

Don't take it to heart at all.

Is reputation more important or the people of the mainland more important?

Is the life and death of a few gamblers more important or the entire continent more important?

Dongfang has an extremely clear account in his mind. He knows what he is doing very well, and he no longer cares about the world's praise or criticism.

And he is in a good mood during this period.

He is even looking forward to what Fang Che's surprise is.

"Could it be a large piece of divine power essence?"

Dongfang Sansan is thinking.

What can surprise him?

What he is most concerned about now is the overall combat power of the entire continent, how to improve the combat power of high-level warriors, how to restore more high-level warriors whose origins are damaged...

Apart from this, other things don't seem to be a surprise.

So Dongfang Sansan is very sure that since Fang Che said it was a surprise, the things he sent this time must be related to the origin and the overall combat power of the continent.

"If there is a large piece of divine power essence that can be enough to restore more than ten people... that would be great."

Dongfang Sansan is looking forward to it.

This incident made him uncharacteristically angry, and even a little impatient.

When he realized it, he laughed: After so many ups and downs, he was still looking forward to a little surprise...

He was really going backwards.

As for Fang Che, this little guy, he still had little experience. I'm afraid he himself couldn't think of what kind of things people of his level could be surprised by, right?

Maybe he was busy trying to please himself just because he got a little bit of materials to restore his origin...

Dongfang Sansan was thinking again, if it was really not as expected, what should he do to make Fang Che feel satisfied... Take care of his self-esteem.

Thinking.

Suddenly, a strong breath came from afar, and the speed was extremely fast.

Dongfang Sansan was too familiar with this breath.

Xue Fuxiao?

Why did he come back? Didn't he say that he would come back after the battle of Tiandu?

Thinking.

Xue Fuxiao had already landed, whoosh, and arrived in front of Dongfang Sansan's door.

Then he barged in without knocking: "Hahaha, San San, how are you?"

Dongfang San San frowned, stared at Xue Fuxiao's face with scrutiny, and said lightly: "You... look in a good mood."

"Hahaha..."

Xue Fuxiao closed the door, sat down in front of Dongfang San San, crossed his legs, tapped the table with his fingers, and said: "San San, give me a cup of tea."

Dongfang San San laughed immediately, feeling very comfortable, and said: "It seems that this surprise is not small?"

Xue Fuxiao crossed his legs, tapped the table with his fingers, and said with his nose: "Hmm~?"

"Let you be proud for a while."

Since Xue Fuxiao was in high spirits, how could Dongfang San San spoil his mood?

So he made tea for him with full gestures and served it with full courtesy.

Xue Fuxiao sat with her legs crossed and sipped tea, praising: "Sansan's skills are getting better and better."

Dongfang Sansan snorted and said: "How long are you going to show off?"

Xue Fuxiao smiled and said: "Sansan, dance for me and I'll tell you."

Dance?

Dongfang Sansan's face darkened, and he said lightly: "Keep it for yourself, I don't want it."

As he spoke, he turned behind the desk and started working.

Xue Fuxiao: "???"

"There is something really good, a huge surprise, I guarantee your eyes will pop out." Xue Fuxiao explained hurriedly.

"No more."

"It really does!"

"go out!"

Xue Fuxiao was dumbfounded.

This...is different from what was planned.

He said with a grimace: "There are really a lot of Nine Dragons Earth Meridian Fruits..."

Kowloon Leyline Fruit? a lot of? Dongfang Sansan's mind suddenly flashed.

But his face became even colder.

Said: "Stop making noise and get out!"

"Kowloon Earth Meridian Fruit!" Xue Fuxiao was anxious.

Because he discovered that Dongfang Sansan didn't seem to be acting.

Sure enough, Dongfang Sansan was unmoved: "Take it away, don't want it!"

A stern look on his face.

Xue Fuxiao was truly dumbfounded and said in a low voice: "Take a look."

"Don't look."

"Please..."

"Don't even bother to beg. Get out!"

"I was wrong……"

"Oh……"

Xue Fuxiao begged humbly for a long time, made countless promises, made many guarantees, and swore that she would never play pranks again...

after.

Dongfang Sansan's face softened slightly, and he finally raised his head slightly and said coldly: "Just this once?"

Xue Fuxiao was granted amnesty: "This will never happen again."

"I don't believe you, you'd better leave."

"Three...what else do you want from me..."

Xue Fuxiao was really about to cry. It was obvious that she had to scream when she came back to announce the good news. Well, it pissed people off. How about fixing it.

Dongfang Sansan then stood up with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Then what are you waiting for? What about the surprise?"

"Uh uh uh..."

Xue Fuxiao had no thoughts at all. She breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Here, here."

Quickly release a Kowloon Leyline Fruit.

Peeking at Dongfang Sansan's expression.

Dongfang Sansan looked uninterested: "That's it?"

"besides."

Xue Fuxiao once again brought out more than a dozen trees.

Dongfang Sansan secretly practiced the Jingxin Jue, his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slowly: "It's pretty passable."

Are you not tempted by this?

When did Sansan become so rich?

Xue Fuxiao was in a hurry and kept digging out, until the entire ground was filled with Jiulong Earth Meridian Fruits.

! !

Dongfang Sansan almost couldn't control it, but in the end he said calmly: "Yes, I have known that it is rich there... Fang Che finally lived up to my expectations. It's just that the quantity was a little less than expected. "

Less.

If it weren't for Xue Fuxiao here, Dongfang Sansan might have danced with her hands and feet by now.

But now we must not give this guy a good look, otherwise, he will keep his appetite off for a while.

So Dongfang Sansan could only show an expression of 'I'm barely satisfied'.

Xue Fuxiao was immediately shocked.

Sansan didn’t even pay attention to these?

Seeing Dongfang Sansan slowly put away all the Jiulong Earth Vein Fruits, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Xue Fuxiao finally said, "There are still some colorful crystals."

"Cai Jing? Well, it's also expected."

Dongfang Sansan pinched his thigh with his hand behind his back: "Is it too much?"

"A lot, like hills."

"Oh..." Dongfang Sansan became increasingly cold: "Pour it out."

Xue Fuxiao sighed.

There was a crash...

boom! In the third and third rooms of the East, the treasure light soared into the sky, and the spiritual energy exploded.

"...!"

Dongfang Sansan finally opened his eyes wide, grinned, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Xue Fuxiao looked sideways, feeling proud in her heart: How indifferent are you?

But Dongfang Sansan let out a long sigh of relief: "Very good! It's beyond my expectation! It's really a surprise!"

He said 'It's really a surprise', but his face was still calm, with a slight fluctuation, but not much.

Xue Fuxiao was completely disappointed.

Sure enough, there was no chance of seeing Sansan’s jokes.

"There are still thirty Qiongxiao flowers left... Fang Che has told us that this thing must not be exposed. Let's see if you can think of a way."

Xue Fuxiao dismissed Qiongxiaohua.

In his opinion, this is of little use, and it cannot be exposed. It is only suitable for women. What is the use of this?

"Qiongxiao flower?"

Dongfang Sansan's eyes lit up.

This is good stuff!

It seems that Xue Fuxiao doesn’t like Qiongxiaohua? Dongfang Sansan understood it immediately.

Stupid.

The preciousness of a thing lies in its value, not in its suitability for men and women.

In the eyes of Dongfang Sansan, these Qiongxiao flowers are no less valuable than the Kowloon Earth Vein Fruit and Colored Crystals.

"There are rumors about Qiong Xiaohua's plan to raise Gu to become a god at the leader level, so it is right for Fang Che to ask for confidentiality."

Dongfang Sansan has mentioned the meditation method of controlling emotions more than ten times in a row, and he feels that he is about to lose his skills.

At least the corners of his mouth could almost turn up uncontrollably.

So he said coldly: "Is there anything else you want?"

"Ah... gone."

Xue Fuxiao, who wanted to see a joke, was as confused as an eggplant beaten by frost, unable to raise any energy.

"No? Have you forgotten all the things arranged for you?"

Dongfang Sansan seemed to be suppressing his anger and scolded: "...You still won't go!?"

Whoosh!

Xue Fuxiao went out through the window and ran away.

This time he came back to give a surprise, but he became autistic. He made so many promises and was severely scolded, but he got nothing and left with a sullen face.

"Hey, why bother..."

Xue Fuxiao tore through the space and disappeared without a trace.

Dongfang Sansan stood in front of the window with trembling fingers, watching Xue Fuxiao disappear, and the space fluctuations disappeared.

Then he turned around suddenly.

He grinned silently.

Then he twisted his thigh with his hand!

The excited hands kept shaking, his face flushed, and he murmured to himself in a trembling voice: "Great, great! Great! Great!!"

"So many of my old brothers are saved!"

"So many of my old sisters can raise their heads again!"

"So many of my brothers who have been practicing slowly and stagnant... can speed up their practice!"

"My guardian's spiritual vein can be built by myself!"

"The energy of my Star Spirit Hall can be used for more than two thousand years! How many geniuses can be cultivated in these two thousand years..."

"My guardian... finally ushered in a turning point!"

"My continent..."

"My disabled children..."

"..."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes were filled with tears, and he greedily touched the colorful crystals in front of him, like an old farmer who had a bad harvest all his life, and finally saw a bumper harvest of grain this year.

"It's great... It's so beautiful..."

Dongfang Sansan's voice trembled.

For a long time. "Fang Che... not to mention the future, even now, you are already famous enough to go down in history!"

Dongfang Sansan sighed excitedly, and with red eyes, he put away the things one by one. Finally, the ground was clean.

He took two steps back and sat on the chair.

His eyes were red.

He took a long breath.

"I didn't mean to drive you away... but I was really excited, and I must not let it out..."

Dongfang Sansan's voice trembled with tears.

"It's great... It's great..."

...

Tiandu City.

Early morning.

Fang Che woke up from his meditation, and what filled his ears was the hustle and bustle of the entire Tiandu City.

It's winter now.

And it's early morning.

But outside, there was a kind of boiling heat.

"It's really different from Donghuzhou."

Fang Che stood up, his spiritual energy resonated, his whole body was clean, and even the dust on his hair disappeared.

He walked to the door and pushed it open. As expected, there was no one waiting outside.

Logically speaking, he was supposed to guard the main hall when he went to participate in this battle; but his cold face last night obviously made everyone unhappy.

No one was at the door.

Fang Che didn't care, and walked out slowly without looking back.

Feeling the cold eyes shot at his back from a distance, Fang Che seemed not to notice, and went out, merged into the rolling crowd, and disappeared.

All the way to Tianren Martial Academy.

Behind him, guarding the main hall.

"Palace Master, are we really not going to send him there?"

"Captain Fang is not without legs, why do you and I need to interfere?"

"If it gets out... it will be embarrassing."

"That is the life and death patrol of the southeast, what does it have to do with us? Besides, isn't Fang Che's attitude obvious?"

"Palace Master is right."

"But... even though he went there by himself, we can't not go there. We will set out in an hour to watch the fun. We want to see how amazing and majestic this patrol officer Fang is."

The Palace Master sneered: "Don't get knocked down by others and lose face for us defenders!"

...

The Tianren Martial Academy is already packed.

The arena of the martial arts venue has been raised by 20 levels of stands and widened many circles, all the way to the wall, and it is still crowded.

There is still a dark crowd outside, squeezing in and unable to get in.

People have already been crowded inside.

This is also because they are all warriors.

If ordinary people were squeezed like this, I'm afraid many people would have died by now. Not to mention being squeezed to death, they couldn't stand the lack of oxygen!

The end of Chenshi.

The referees arrived.

In the middle of Sishi, the headmaster of Tianren Martial Academy and other heads of martial arts academies entered the venue, the chief of the central part of the Guardians entered the venue, and the guardians came to preside over the competition. Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu entered the venue.

The two top fifty of the Cloud Weapon List sat in charge.

Followed closely.

The Xue family came like a white cloud, leisurely, and entered the waiting area; and the two ancestors of the Xue family were invited to the viewing platform, sitting in the middle of the first row with the chief of the Guardians and the heads of the mountains.

Qin Fengyun, one of the six stars of the Big Dipper, sat in the first row, and the other five sat in the second row behind him. Except for Jiang Shangou, the others were a little listless, and obviously had no interest in this competition.

There was still a little time before noon.

Fang Tu hadn't come yet.