As one of the main cities of the human race, Qingyang City has maintained prosperity and liveliness since its completion. However, today's Qingyang City is mixed with a hint of excitement under the prosperity and liveliness.

Yes, excited, there is no emotion in Qingyang City, but the residents of Qingyang City have.

"Have you heard?" Whether it is a deep house compound or a street in the market, whether it is jade food and brocade clothes or a peddler's pawn, it is a greeting that has never appeared before.

But it's a bit far-fetched to say it's a greeting, have you heard?

Drunken Fragrance House.

This largest gold cave in Qingyang City did not show the slightest decline because of Mu Sen's troubles in the sky, and it was still full of friends and guests.

"Have you heard?" a big man with a big cheek, his voice was very loud, like a heavy drum, which shook the entire first floor of the Drunken Fragrance Residence.

"Ponxia, of course we heard!"

"Yes, I heard about it last night, and it scared me. ”

"Me too, are they crazy?"

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Obviously, everyone knew what the big man named Pang Xia was talking about, and as soon as his words fell, the entire first floor of the Drunken Xiangju burst into discussions, and the noisy momentum was like boiling hot water, gurgling.

"What a big deal!" said Panxia, gulping down the liquor in his hand, before muttering. Probably because of his voice, his whispered muttering was like a shocking roar.

"What do you care what other people think, this is a great opportunity!" This is a young man dressed in brocade, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking extremely heroic.

"Yes, yes, whatever he thinks! This is a great opportunity for us!"

"If I hadn't had a talent for it, I'd have to try!"

"Hehe, you don't have talent, but I do! I'll sign up in a minute. ”

"Wang Wu, you're fifty or sixty, what are you doing with it?"

"Do you understand it, and my head is much more flexible than those cucumber eggs!"

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The words of the young man in brocade clothes were obviously agreed by everyone, so after he finished speaking, the entire first floor of the drunken incense house fell into enthusiasm again. Most of them were fierce and breathless, as if they were about to put on their armor and go out of the city and attack the hundred tribes.

The heart is boiling, and the love is naturally open.

"Hmph, it's just a clown jumping off the beam!" Just when everyone was noisy, a cold and disdainful voice came, like a long river suddenly frozen, and everyone's voices stopped abruptly.

The person who spoke was a slightly feminine teenager, with fair skin, long eyelashes, and those dark pupils were flashing with thick disdain at this time.

Seeing the comer clearly, many people who were ready to retort and shout angrily suppressed their anger and stopped talking, this teenager is not something they can provoke, and if it is not good, it will be a disaster for the family.

"Who was I? It turned out to be Rongli. Oh, Master Rong is right. It's just that I think there is someone else in the clown who jumps off the beam?" Just when everyone was silent, and the feminine young man was about to step upstairs with disdain, the original young man in brocade suddenly said loudly, and there was a strong sense of narrowness in his tone.

Rong Li turned his head suddenly, his eyes looked at the brocade-clothed young man like an eagle falcon, his face was gloomy, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

"Little brother, be cautious!" He Jinyi, a young man in brocade, reminded the martial artist gently. Although it is not the seventh son of the Rong family's privileges, it is also the descendant of the Rong family. The Rong family's style of retribution, more things are better than less, why provoke it?

"It's just a mad dog. For the reminder of the similar martial artist, the young man in brocade cast a grateful glance, but then said proudly.

"Little Brother ......"

"Li Zhuo, who are you talking about a mad dog!" The worry of the similar martial artist was interrupted by Rong Li's violent voice, and at this time, Rong Li's feminine face seemed to condense frost, and that cold aura made the entire first floor of the Drunken Xiang Residence feel like it was placed in the ice domain.

"That's you!" The brocade-clothed young man, Li Zhuo, stood up from his seat suddenly, exuding a fearless momentum on his body.

"It's just a waste person of the Li family, and he still has the face to speak out here!" Rong Li said coldly, and there was pity in his eyes.

The Li family, a waster!

From Rong Li's words, many martial artists on the first floor of the Zuixiang Residence reacted one after another, it turned out to be him! Li Zhuo, one of the most outstanding sons of the Li family in Qingyang, built a foundation at the age of sixteen, opened the light at the age of twenty, and half-step Jindan at the age of twenty-five! It can be said that it overwhelms the younger generation of the entire Qingyang City. But the sky is jealous of the talent, when he condensed the golden pill at the age of twenty-six, the dantian exploded, and he was seriously injured and dying, although he was rescued by the Li family at a great price, but the original realm also plummeted, and he could build a foundation.

Many martial artists looked at Li Zhuo and sighed in their hearts, what a young man, why did he suffer such a catastrophe? The Li family is a force equal to the strength of the Rong family, but it is fundamentally different from the Rong family, the Li family is reasonable and fair, never bullying others, and has an excellent reputation in Qingyang City. And Li Zhuo is even more gentle and kind. It's a pity, alas......

"But I can still torture you to death!" Regarding Rongli's sarcasm, Li Zhuo's face was not shocked, but there was a faint killing intent in his eyes.

"You ......" Seeing the killing intent in Li Zhuo's eyes, Rong Li was stunned for no reason, he was afraid of Li Zhuo, it was the kind of fear that came from the heart. He had been frantically chased and killed by Li Zhuo for three days in the wilderness, and if the family worship hadn't arrived in time, he would have died in Li Zhuo's hands.

For their sake, Li Zhuo, a waste person, should fight with him endlessly, which is simply unreasonable. Rong Li was not angry, originally his relationship with Li Zhuo was not good, nor was it bad, in short, it was okay. But since Li Zhuo bumped into him in the wilderness to kill people and seize treasures, everything has changed. Li Zhuo was like going crazy, single-handedly, and launched an attack on Rongli, who was also in the foundation building period.

At that time, although Li Zhuo fell into the realm, after all, his previous experience was still there, and he quickly killed Rong Li to the ground. If Rong Li hadn't used life-saving means in the end, his life would have been cut off in Li Zhuo's hands long ago.

"Li Zhuo, don't deceive people too much! Are you trying to provoke a big war between the Rong family and the Li family?"

"Let me tell you, my Rong family's worship is nearby, and you will die when he arrives!"

"Brother Li, aren't you just a few grassroots martial artists, such a martial artist is like the sand of the Ganges River in Qingyang City, and if you die, you will die. ”

"The surname is Li, how can you let me live for a day?"

"Uncle Li, will you spare my cheap life? I promise to do more good deeds in the future. ”

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In the three days that he was chased and killed by Li Zhuo, Rong Li wore out his mouth and tried his best, but Li Zhuo was unmoved, like a stubborn cow who only admits death, and has to kill Rong Li. Even if the Rong family arrived in time on the third day, Li Zhuo still proudly and resolutely launched an attack on Rongli.

"Li Gongzi, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle it. The Rong family worship in the opening period stood in front of Rong Li and said cautiously.

"Hehe, we are not enemies, but enemies of life and death!" Li Zhuo spoke, like a green bamboo, towering the heavens and the earth.

"Li Gongzi, you and I Li Rong don't have river water, do you just have to tear your face for a few untouchable warriors?" The Rong family's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't think that his young master had done anything wrong.

"Haha, for you, they're just cheap. But for me, they are compatriots who bleed the same blood as me, and had the same joys, sorrows, and sorrows. But Rongli, this miscellaneous crumb, actually killed a spirit grass. Isn't it enough to capture the treasure?Why don't you leave them a way to live?!" Li Zhuo's eyes were red, and the surging killing machine caused ripples in the air.

"They should be damned! I want them to hand over the spirit grass, but they are unwilling, and they still attack me, what if they don't kill me?" With the worship in the town, Rong Li's confidence instantly became full, and he said to Li Zhuo in a cold voice.

"So they are more than innocent of death?" Li Zhuo laughed angrily and glared at Rong Li and said.

"Of course!" Rong Li replied as a matter of course.

"Of course!" Li Zhuo's whole body spiritual power rolled, like a long river surging, and the endless majesty sealed the heavens and the earth, and then roared towards Rong Li with a sharp blade in his hand.

With a sharp blade in hand, he will not stop killing all the dregs.

This battle was fought extremely fiercely, and in order to solve the Rong family's worship in the opening period, Li Zhuo even did not hesitate to burn the essence and fight hard. But unfortunately, although Li Zhuo hit the Rong family hard, he still retreated with Rongli. After this battle, Li Zhuo's realm fell again, barely stopping at the early stage of foundation building, and almost fell to the condensation. However, it was precisely in this battle that the sons of the Rong family were deeply afraid of Li Zhuo's name. Even if Li Zhuo fell into the realm, everyone would not dare to pick up his edge.

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"Isn't it enough for the Rong family to be taught a lesson by the three battalions and one regiment? Say that the martial arts department is a clown who jumps off the beam, and you have the ability to tell this to the three battalions and one regiment! Now, get out of here for me immediately!" Li Zhuo didn't know the thoughts in Rong Li's mind, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he spoke sharply. Although he wanted to kill him, Qingyang City was no more wild than the wilderness and had its own laws.

"The surname is Li, don't deceive people too much!" was caught by Li Zhuo, Rong Li said a little annoyed. The siege of the Rong Mansion by three battalions and one regiment is a pain in the hearts of all the Rong families, but because of the giant behind them, all the Rong family members can only hide this hatred in their hearts and not touch it. But now that everyone is watching, this scar has been unraveled by Li Zhuo, like the sun shining in shadows, and the feeling is simply indescribable.

And tell this to the three battalions and one regiment, hehe, my Rong family doesn't want to die again. Who doesn't know that the three battalions and one regiment are simply Mu Sen's gold medal fighters? If they really shouted at the three battalions and one regiment that Mu Sen is a clown jumping off the beam, the three battalions and one regiment will definitely be angry again. Beep big dog, what's so good about Mu Sen?

"Three breaths, or I'll splatter your blood for five steps. Li Zhuo ignored Rong Li's anger, but lightly raised three fingers.

"One. ”

"Li Zhuo, you're looking for death!" Rong Li gritted his teeth and creaked, and the words he said were like the sharpest blades, cutting people's skin.

"II. ”

"Li Zhuo, you ......" The anger in Rong Li's eyes quickly turned into substance, directly causing the temperature to rise sharply.

"Three. ”

"Let's see!" Li Zhuo's 'three' word did not fall, Rong Li brushed his sleeves away, he was afraid, he was afraid that Li Zhuo would really let his blood splash five steps.

"Say I'm a mad dog, I'm a mad dog!" Grass mud horse, you are the biggest mad dog!" Rong Li was indignant!

"Shhhh......hh The Rong family, hehe, is this a family that has been slapped in the face and addicted?

"Brothers, I'm going to leave now, I'm going to try it out in the martial arts department. When Rongli's figure completely disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the cold glint in Li Zhuo's eyes disappeared, and then he said to the many martial artists on the first floor.

"Brother Li, go together. The big-cheeked man Pang Xia also stood up and shouted.

"Count me as one, and the old man also talked about juvenile madness. Wang Wu, who was fifty or sixty years old, had black and white eyebrows dancing as he spoke, and there was a hint of joy.

"I'm going, I'm going. ”

"Hehe, how can this kind of thing be so rare for me Chen!"

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For a while, the seats on the first floor of the drunken fragrance house collided, and there was the sound of getting up. Everyone was gearing up, their faces were excited, and they turned into a torrent and headed towards the southwest in a step.

Where are we going?

Enter Qingyang, please talk about martial arts!

The night before yesterday, Mu Sen stood on the stairs from the second floor to the first floor, looking forward to the brilliance, scanning the surroundings, and there was the breath of gold and stone in his words, vibrating and sounding.

"I have to face the enrollment of the entire Qingyang City, there is no limit to men and women, there is no limit to cultivation, there is no age limit, there is no limit to background, as long as I can pass the exam, I will enter the main martial arts department!"

"Xiao Sen, this?" Wang Jianluo was a little worried, this was simply challenging the thousand-year-old tradition of Qingyang Academy, and these four were not limited to one out, which would inevitably cause a great uproar.

Within Qingyang Academy, the martial arts department may be at the bottom and has no outstanding features. But for the vast majority of Qingyang City martial artists, the martial arts department is still a mountain that cannot be looked up to, and as soon as these enrollment conditions come out, there will definitely be countless martial artists flocking to it.

"I know what to do, let's spread the word. Laughing at Wang Jianluo, Mu Sen Zhizhu said in his hand. Isn't it just gossip? Kind of come to bite me!

Seeing that Mu Sen insisted, everyone didn't say much, so the door of the martial arts department that had been closed suddenly opened again, and more than a dozen figures roared out.

"Little Lingzi, do you think I'm doing the right thing?" When only Mu Sen and Wei Ling were left in the entire Luoyang shop, Mu Sen suddenly spoke.

"Yes. Wei Ling's tone was cool and conclusive.

"Haha, that's what I thought too. Mu Sen smiled happily.

The stars in the sky are bright, leaving behind a piece of splendor.

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Chen Dashuai is a condensation martial artist in his twenties, with dark skin and unattractive appearance, and in terms of appearance alone, he has no advantages that can be obtained. Like countless low-level martial artists in Qingyang City, he did the lowest job, barely satisfying three meals a day, but he had no money to spare.

But compared with other low-level warriors, he is different, because he has a dream of becoming a general, and he believes that sooner or later, he will one day have a million soldiers, go straight to the hinterland of the hundred tribes, and let the banner of the human race hunt in the wind.

Of course, his dream was ridiculed by everyone, a low-level martial artist with no foundation actually wanted to lead thousands of troops, this is not a fool's dream, what is this? But Chen Dashuai doesn't care about this at all, he just has this dream, and he still doesn't change his original dream even though tens of millions of people ridicule him. For this reason, he also changed his name, he was originally not called Chen Dashuai.

"Erniu, good news! good news!" Chen Dashuai's neighbor, a middle-aged warrior with a strong man, was sweating profusely at this time, and shouted as he ran towards him.

"Sixth uncle, call me Dashuai!" Chen Dashuai corrected seriously.

"What's your name!, I still gave you your name!" The middle-aged martial artist, who was also the sixth uncle in Chen Dashuai's mouth, slapped Chen Dashuai on the head and said angrily.

Chen Dashuai pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it. The sixth uncle was his neighbor, he grew up watching him, and since his parents died, he treated him as a son. So the sixth uncle didn't say that he beat him, even if he beat him to death, he didn't dare to fight back.

"Don't pretend to be wronged for me!" Seeing Chen Dashuai pouting, the middle-aged martial artist slapped him on the head again.

"Sixth uncle, what are you doing with me? It's not here to beat me, is it?" Chen Dashuai rubbed his head, which was hit twice by the middle-aged martial artist, and changed the topic.

"You're so angry that you forgot to get down to business. Erniu, your chance has come!" the middle-aged martial artist said with a blazing gaze as he looked at Chen Dashuai.

"What's the matter?"

"Qingyang College Lecture Martial Arts Department is open to enrollment! There is no limit to men and women, no limit to cultivation, no age limit, no limit to origin, and the number of places to enter the department is determined by examination results!"

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"There is no limit to men and women, there is no limit to cultivation, there is no age limit, and there is no limit to origin, isn't this nonsense?

It is a luxuriously renovated room with the vibe of the nouveau riche everywhere. At this time, in the room, two fat people, one big and one small, were glaring at each other angrily. It was the big fat man at the top who had just spoken, and this big fat man had a ruddy face, broad lips, and a pair of very small but bright eyes.

The little fat man at the bottom is simply a copy of the big fat man, with a rich face.

"I said Daddy, you're a dictator!" the little fat man slammed the table and shouted.

"Lao Tzu is a dictatorship! If you say you are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go!" seemed to be frightened by the little fat man slapping the table, the big fat man trembled all over, but his face was flushed, and he raised his thick and white fingers to point at the little fat man and shouted.

"Oh, my citrine table, did you slap it for me?" added the big fat man a little distressed after yelling.

"It's not broken! if the yellow crystal table is so easy to break, it must be a fake!" the little fat man returned angrily.

"By the way, is this matter negotiable?" After answering the big fat man, the little fat man picked up the Lingyin tea that had not been knocked over just now, took a sip, and then asked slowly and carefully.

"Nope. The big fat man also picked up his Lingyin tea, took a sip and returned lightly.

"Okay, I see. Then I'll go back to my room!" the little fat man stared at the big fat man for a moment, then got up and left with a smile.

"Go ahead, my palace family relies on the escape method of Qingyang alone, you said that you are so talented in the escape method, what kind of soldiers do you learn for no reason?"

"Speaking of martial arts, I'm here!" The little fat man didn't speak, but opened the aspect, and suddenly the sun poured out, as if there was a mist, the little fat man first raised his left foot and stepped out of the door, and said silently when his right foot left the ground.