Thinking of this, Wei Biaobiao's heart was hot, this is the rivers and lakes, this is the life of happiness and revenge that he has always longed for, people are still in Yanjing, but his heart has already flown to the misty and rainy Jiangnan.

Looking at Wei Biaobiao's yearning expression, Luo Zhicheng couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

I wanted to make fun of him, but when I thought of the first time I went to the martial arts conference when I was young, I was not full of yearning and anticipation like him.

But after he participated in the martial arts conference for an unknown number of sessions, either as a contestant or as an arbiter to maintain order, he had long lost his enthusiasm and passion, and he had long felt numb and bored with this level of martial arts conference.

The only thing that can arouse his ambition is the five-year battle ranking tournament held by the old guy who claims to be the way of heaven in Tianji Pavilion, which is the biggest event in the martial arts world that all strong people will participate in to make a name for themselves in the world, regardless of national arts and ancient martial artists.

Calculate the time, the second half of next year is the date for the re-ranking of the battle list, Luo Zhicheng took out his mobile phone, clicked on an encrypted website, and immediately appeared on the battle list.

The first place on the battle list is still Shura, which has dominated the list for more than 20 years without any change.

Xiahou Weiyang was not surprisingly nameless on the list, after all, with the secret that he could contact with his current identity, he knew that the powerhouses above the martial god level had another list, and the battle list only ranked the martial artists below the martial god level, and the highest was the great grandmaster level.

How many of the great grandmaster-level powerhouses will show up to participate in the qualifying competition? Therefore, it is reasonable that Shura can miss several consecutive competitions and still occupy the top spot.

Although Heavenly Dao occasionally made irregular adjustments due to battles between martial artists during the five-year gap period of re-ranking, in general, there were few changes.

He skillfully pulled down to the 329th position, that was his ranking, it has been four years since the last ranking tournament, during which he has broken through to the late stage of the grandmaster, and I believe that his ranking will inevitably rise a few more times in next year's ranking tournament.

But soon he was stunned, the three hundred and twenty-nine was not his name, but the original Sanshou Grandmaster Gao Ming, who was ranked three hundred and twenty-eight, and his ranking fell to the third and thirty.

Could it be that during this period, there was a newcomer on the list, and a martial artist on the original list fell? Otherwise, he should have dropped two places, right? But why didn't the seventeenth game receive any news? And who fell?

Luo Zhicheng frowned and began to flip up, he can basically remember the people who are close to him on this list, but if it is a top ranking, he may not know who has fallen.

But the setting of the battle list is still very humane, three hundred and seventeen, Wu Tianxie's name has been boxed, which means that he has fallen.

And behind his name, the three words of the black-faced man jumped on the paper, replacing him as the 317th on the battle list.

Wu Tianxie was killed by the black-faced man? Luo Zhicheng was dumbfounded, shocked, who is this black-faced man? He was able to kill Wu Tianxie? That is a warlock with strange and unpredictable methods.

People are full of fear of the unknown, Luo Zhicheng is no exception, when he fought with Wu Tianxi, he took the initiative to admit defeat, because a martial artist who had fought against him before died in the ring inexplicably, so he only took the stage symbolically after two moves, and took the initiative to admit defeat.

This is still the result of Wu Tianxie's mercy as the director of the Yanjing Branch of the Seventeenth Bureau at that time, if it weren't for the life-saving talisman of the Seventeenth Bureau, maybe his bones would have been fed with worms.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

Wei Biaobiao shouted Luo Zhicheng twice, but he ignored it, and couldn't help but poke his head out curiously to look at it, and muttered suspiciously: "Wu Tianxie? Black-faced man!"

"Ah, Blackmask, do you know Blackface?"

Luo Zhicheng was awakened by the black-faced man in his mouth, and asked excitedly.

"Black-Faced Man, why do I think it's so familiar? ”

Wei Biaobiao frowned and pondered, he must have heard of this name, and it was not long ago, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Quick, think about it, this black-faced man is not simple, he can even kill Wu Tianxie, it's amazing!"

Luo Zhicheng urged.

"I ...... I can't remember it for a moment...... But surely I've heard of it...... Who's saying that?"

Wei Biaobiao scratched his head in distress, just saw that Huzi was afraid that the mosquitoes were tired, and helped her to sit down and rest, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he slapped his face and said: "I remember, it was the mosquito who told me." ”

"Mosquito, you say mosquito knows him?"

Luo Zhicheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed his arm excitedly and asked.

Wei Biaobiao finally remembered that Mosquito and Xiao Yao went to Ninghai together, but she came back with Huzi, but Xiao Yao stayed there, Mosquito mentioned it to him half-jokingly at the time, saying that Xiao Yao fancied the black-faced man, and wanted to stay in Ninghai to soak him, at that time he thought that the mosquito was joking, and didn't care, after all, Xiao Yao's sister has always been whimsical, not reliable at all, thinking that she was an excuse to play in Ninghai for a few more days, if it weren't for the name of the black-faced man, he probably wouldn't have any impression at all.

Immediately said a little depressed: "I don't know if the mosquito knows him, I only know that my unreliable sister stayed in Ninghai for that bastard, maybe that guy will become my brother-in-law." ”

"You mean the black-faced man is in Ninghai, and he's your sister's boyfriend?"

Luo Zhicheng stared at him with bright eyes like light bulbs, and asked incredulously.

"I don't know, it's all mosquitoes telling me that my sister likes that bastard. ”

Wei Biaobiao was furious by his eyes, and his lips pursed and said, "Master, who is that guy? It can't be a wanted criminal, right? If it's a wanted criminal, I have to quickly let Xiao Yao stay away from him." ”

"You, you, you are really in the midst of blessings and don't know the blessings, you don't have your sister's vision, the black-faced man is ranked 317th in the battle list, grandma's, more than a dozen places higher than me, do you know what this means? It means that he is a grandmaster-level powerhouse, even your master and I are not his opponents, if he really becomes your brother-in-law, there are few people in the entire Yanjing who dare to provoke you." ”

Luo Zhicheng hated iron and said with no steel.

"Is it that exaggerated? Although I am still far away from the grandmaster, the Yan family is a famous family, and there are not a few grandmaster-level powerhouses in the family. ”

Wei Biaobiao said with some unconvincing.

"You idiot, can that be the same? There is also a big difference between a grandmaster and a grandmaster, okay? Grandmasters cannot be humiliated, grandmasters have their own dignity and pride, how can they be willing to take care of their families? Except for a few grandmasters who have become enshrined because of repaying their kindness or other special reasons, most of the grandmasters who are willing to become family enshrined are either exhausted of their potential and have no room to rise and wait for death, or they have just stepped into the threshold of grandmasters and have not formed their own martial arts momentum, such pseudo-grandmasters I can fight ten at a time. ”

Luo Zhicheng said with disdain on his face, martial artists practice against the sky, everyone has the heart of martial arts that is brave and diligent, especially when they become a grandmaster-level powerhouse, they are promoted to the innate after tomorrow, which is a leap in the level of life, and it is very different from ordinary people.

Therefore, he looks down on those grandmasters who are willing to degenerate into a wealthy family because they are greedy for a comfortable cultivation environment, such a grandmaster lacks the tempering of life and death in the martial arts, has no fighting spirit at all, and is full of servility in his bones, and can only be called a pseudo-grandmaster.

Although they have no worries about food and clothing, and those who mix well can also use the power of the main family to obtain some heavenly and earthly treasures to assist in cultivation, these treasures may be able to make them break through in the realm, but they have lost the indomitable martial arts spirit, and they have an empty realm and low strength, and compared with the real grandmaster's combat power, they are a scum.

The most important thing in the cultivation of national arts is the state of mind and spirit, so the real grandmaster-level powerhouses are extremely proud in their hearts, they are dedicated to martial arts, and they will never be able to be a watchdog for a certain family, let alone easily participate in the power struggle in the world.

Although Luo Zhicheng also served in Zhongnanhai to escort the chief, this is the great righteousness of the country, and it is also the spiritual inheritance of the Guoshifu, which is completely different from taking care of the family and nursing home for the wealthy family.

After all, the revolutionary martyrs sacrificed for the righteousness of the country and the nation, and the Wuhou of Zhenguo also fought in the south and the north, taking care of the small family and intimidating the martial arts of Shenzhou for the sake of the country and the nation.

Wei Biaobiao frowned, although he could understand his master's words, he still didn't understand, what could happen if he had a grandmaster-level brother-in-law?

Seeing that he didn't look enlightened, Luo Zhicheng hated iron and said with hatred: "Since your sister likes that black-faced man, it means that his age is definitely not too big, it is very likely that he is only in his thirties, think about it, at this age, he can kill Wu Tianevil in the middle of the Tianwu Realm, and his realm must at least be on par with him, right?" Of course, it is more likely that he is in the late stage of the Tianwu Realm or even the peak of the Tianwu Realm, after all, that Wu Tianye is not a vain person, and some powerhouses in the late stage of the Tianwu Realm can't please him in his hands, you can imagine what kind of height such a person will go to in the future, even it is not absolutely impossible to become the second martial god of our Shenzhou, with such a brother-in-law with unlimited potential, your Wei family is not allowed to burn high incense to celebrate. ”

"That's true, but who knows what kind of person he is, maybe he's a lot older?"

Wei Biaobiao was still a little unconvinced, he was not Luo Zhicheng, and he didn't know the gold content of the battle list, let alone the power and terrifying of Wu Tianxi, so naturally he didn't have the same feeling as Luo Zhicheng.

Luo Zhicheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is your sister blind?

"It's hard to say, my sister's brain is not very different from ordinary people, very rebellious, who knows if she fell in love with an old man on a whim. ”

Wei Biaobiao still knows his sister very well, and that unconscious sister's thinking definitely belongs to the imaginative level, and he is ashamed of himself.

"Didn't the mosquito see him? ”

Luo Zhicheng was also drunk, and Wei Yaoyao had also heard some rumors, and he was indeed a little unreliable, which made him a little suspicious of his previous inference.

"Mosquito, come, ask you something. ”

Wei Biaobiao's spirits perked up, yes, the mosquito has seen the black-faced man, and it is very simple to judge the age.

The mosquito staggered over under the courteous support of Huzi, they didn't know Luo Zhicheng's identity, nodded and asked Wei Biaobiao: "What's wrong, Brother Biao." ”

"That mosquito, I ask you, haven't you seen the Black Mask, how old is he, what does he look like?"

Wei Biaobiao asked straight to the point, as Xiao Yao's elder brother, he didn't ask this abruptly, so that the mosquito thought he was investigating his future brother-in-law.