Martial arts mythology that started from the villain

Duan Feilian kept shaking his head and murmuring: "Impossible, how is it possible? How old are you, how can you be a D-level master?!"

Manager Xian looked at Duan Feilian with a look of disgust: "Is there anything wrong with this? All the things belong to my Wujueyuan, and Manager Xie is right next to him, are you blind?"

"Thank you, Steward? Xie Menghai!!" When Duan Feilian heard that the attendant beside Jiang Chao turned out to be Xie Menghai, he felt that his head was about to explode.

Peng Jiuchao also turned pale, but he still questioned: "Are you guys working together to defraud?"

Xie Menghai sighed, then took out the token from his arms and said, "You should believe this, right? I am Xie Menghai, the chief steward of Wujue Academy in Xingzhong Prefecture!"

boom!!

The room felt like it was exploding.

Now no one dares to say that Jiang Chao is fake.

The stewards of Wujueyuan personally determined that it must be a D-level master.

Jiang Chao looked at Duan Feilian and Peng Jiuchao: "According to the rules of Wujueyuan, lower-level masters must salute and say hello when meeting their superiors, and are not allowed to collide with higher-level masters. They are also not allowed to insult or provoke. Violators will have their master qualifications suspended or expelled."

"Anyone who exceeds the third level and contradicts us will be executed!"

When Jiang Chao said this, Peng Jiuchao was like a deflated ball.

Because what Jiang Chao said is true, Wujueyuan has a strict hierarchy system with distinctions between superiors and inferiors.

As a D-level master, Jiang Chao was definitely three levels higher than him.

Dead……

Without his master present, Peng Jiuchao knew in his heart that even if his master was killed, he would not be able to save him.

Murong Zhuo didn't care at all about the life or death of Duan Feilian and Peng Jiuchao.

What he cared about was Jiang Chao's diagnosis just now.

Everything he said just now is correct! Exactly word for word.

Murong Zhuo thought of this and bowed to Jiang Chao respectfully: "Xiao Wang has met Master Tang. He was so offended just now. I hope Master will forgive you!"

King Pingbei's attitude suddenly changed, and Jiang Chao knew that he had aroused his hopes.

Sometimes, to kill a person, you don't necessarily need to destroy his body. You just need to give him hope and then destroy it.

That’s thorough enough!

Jiang Chao pretended to help King Bei, "Your Majesty is so polite, I'm sorry for you."

Murong Zhuo quickly raised his hand and said, "Master, is there anything you haven't finished with your diagnosis just now?"

Jiang Chao nodded: "Indeed, there are some things that can only be discussed with the prince in private. But before that, I have to do one thing."

Murong Zhuo quickly handed over his hand: "Master, please tell me, Xiao Wang will do his best!"

Jiang Chao waved his hand and said with a smile: "This does not require the prince to take action."

Having said this, Jiang Chao put his hands behind his back and said to Xie Menghai and Manager Xian with a cold expression: "You know the rules, so don't break them. Let's do it!"

Xie Menghai grabbed Duan Feilian, and Manager Xian also held Peng Jiuchao down.

Then the two people slapped each other in a round shape.

Snapped!

Snapped!

"Let you talk nonsense!"

"Let you disrespect the master!"

"How dare you scold the master!"

"Let's see if you dare again!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud slaps came one after another.

The two of them couldn't stand it at all. They wanted to resist, but the room was full of elite guards from the palace. If they fought back, they would be dead!

Although it hurts to be beaten, at least he won't die!

After Xie Menghai and Manager Xian beat the two of them into pig heads, Jiang Chao said calmly: "The rules are over, but our bet is not over yet. How about a fight? Otherwise, I will use the strictest rules?"

Duan Feilian and Peng Jiuchao could only admit defeat and quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "I'm sorry, Master Tang!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In order to survive, the two kowtowed so hard that their heads bled.

Jiang Chao looked at their looks and smiled contemptuously: "Oh, it's not a bad attitude to admit your mistakes, so it won't be difficult for you. Get out!"

When Duan Feilian and Peng Jiuchao heard this, they felt as if they were being pardoned and quickly kowtowed to express their thanks.

Then when they stood up to leave, Jiang Chao stopped them in a cold voice: "Stop!"

The two of them stiffened and turned to look at Jiang Chao.

Jiang Chao said in a deep voice: "I said get out of here, get out of here. Don't you?"

The two looked at each other, Jiang Chao had humiliated them so completely, but what could he do if they were unwilling to do so? This is the palace!

Lin Xiancheng, who has been observing in the corner, has completely given up the idea of ​​revenge. He just wants to escape home, sell his property quickly, and leave Xingzhong Mansion immediately. The further away the better!

Because he concluded that this time he had provoked an existence that he must not provoke!

Duan Feilian had no choice but to huddle up in a ball and roll out in the main hall...

Seeing the two of them rolling out in humiliation, Jiang Chao turned back to look at Murong Zhuo: "Your Majesty, how about taking a step to speak?"

Murong Zhuo didn't interfere at all just now. He acquiesced in Jiang Chao's wantonness in the palace.

That explains Murong Zhuo's attitude.

This kind of thing is already on a very large scale. How can any owner allow outsiders to show off their power in their own house?

And it’s still a royal palace?

Murong Zhuo invited Jiang Chao into his study.

After arriving at the study, Murong Zhuo ordered people to close the door and remove all the guards and maids outside.

Only Jiang Chao and Murong Zhuo were left. Murong Zhuo got straight to the point and said, "Master Tang, can you finish the rest of your sentence?"

Jiang Chao nodded: "Well, of course."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chao thought to himself: "He most likely came to me for his son at first, and wanted to reshape the bones of his good-for-nothing son."

"Now, I give you hope, and then give you and your son despair. I think the Murong royal family may not be monolithic, but we can consider taking advantage of it in the future!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Chao sneered: "Your Majesty, I'm not hiding it either. You have been assassinated, and the person who assassinated you did not want your life, but wanted to become a cripple. In this way, the murderer has nothing to do with you.

They are close relatives, just for the high position, right?"

Murong Zhuo's eyes instantly rose with murderous intent. He did not get mad at Jiang Chao. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "It is true what the master said. The person who assassinated me is none other than the Holy One! He is also my brother!"

Jiang Chao saw that Murong Zhuo's eyelids kept twitching when he spoke.

This shows how deep his hatred is and that it can indeed be exploited.

Jiang Chao thought of this and continued: "In that case, let me tell you straight away, your bones are not completely destroyed, and the ancient method you used is not complete. In fact, there is a way to complete it. However, this requires you

Close relatives help.”

Murong Zhuo was startled and then asked: "Master, what do you mean by this? Can you explain it clearly?"

Jiang Chao sighed: "Alas! This method is actually too destructive. It uses the essence and blood of the root bones of the close relatives to re-nourish the damaged root bones. Once absorbed, the sacrificer will be disabled in the least, or disabled in the worst.

Death."

Murong Zhuo was startled and fell silent.

Jiang Chao's method is to ask him to sacrifice his son Murong Qing!

But that is his only biological son!

Jiang Chao saw Murong Zhuo's tangle, and he deliberately comforted him: "You don't have to be sad, Your Majesty. I can also transfer your essence and blood to the Crown Prince, so that he can inherit your roots and carry forward your family business."

Murong Zhuo pondered for a moment. After thinking about it, he said: "Of these two methods, which one has the greatest certainty?"

Jiang Chao whispered: "It's the same, but if I do this kind of thing, I won't do it in vain. This is something that damages one's moral character, and the price will be very high. I'm afraid the prince won't be able to afford it."

Murong Zhuo raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "Oh? What price does the master offer?"

Jiang Chao said in a deep voice: "The remains of the Grand Master's ice corpse must be accompanied by the arm bones of both arms. Also, I want a refining pool!"