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Chapter nine hundred shot

There were a lot of people on the scene, but Shi Xiaole's arrival still attracted the attention of some people.

"Young Master Shi, you really can't reveal it. Compared with you, we are all ordinary people."

A young man and woman walked up, with a surprised smile on his face, while the woman looked admiring and passionate. It turned out that Jie Yuhui, who had met in the drunk spring breeze that night, reconciled Jie Yuyan.

At that time, Feng Guoting invited Shi Xiaole to fight, and his words were fierce and excessive. Everyone thought Shi Xiaole was cowardly. As it turned out, the latter was just disdainful.

Yes, no matter how provoked the lamb, it cannot arouse the tiger's anger because it is not worthy.

"Hahaha, when Brother Shi comes, the whole hall is full of glory, Brother Shi, please take a closer look, how many young girls are observing you."

King Huan and Princess Miaoyan also walked up. King Huan smiled mysteriously and leaned closer to lower his voice and said, "These are all daughters of nobles. Hehe, do you want Xiao Wang to introduce them to Brother Shi?"

Shi Xiaole quickly pushed him away.

"It's Xiao Wang Menglang, using Brother Shi's methods, why do you need others to introduce it?"

Princess Miaoyan snorted at her brother and smiled, "Brother Shi, I promised to come to see Miaoyan. Now I have been here in Tiancheng for many days, but I avoided it. You forgot Miaoyan, which is really sad!"

Shi Xiaole noticed that his eyes fell on him, and even the people who had talked to him before began to look at him secretly.

King Huan is versatile and popular in the Tiancheng aristocratic circle. Princess Miaoyan is passionate and romantic, and her country is beautiful and beautiful, and she is also the dream lover of many people.

This was the first time that everyone saw them. They were so polite to a white body that they couldn't help but be curious. From some chattering discussions, some people knew Shi Xiaole's identity and immediately showed different expressions.

"He's the Qilin?"

On the west side, three men and three women showed strange eyes.

"It turns out that the breath is not even half a step to the Xuyuan. It is difficult for him to challenge Fujiki Naokura now."

A man with a beard said.

"He can defeat the God-level Immortal in the Dragon Pass realm, and may be able to create miracles."

Another woman said that she didn't even believe what she said.

If the Dragon Pass Realm defeats the Divine Pass Realm, and in previous history, an example of a scale and a half claw can be found, then the Divine Pass Realm defeats the half-step Xuyuan Realm is completely nonsense.

The so-called half-step Xuyuan means that some vortex of the qi has been generated in the warrior's body. Not to mention martial arts, the total amount of qi can easily crush the gods on the land in the world. How to fight?

This is not something that talent can make up for.

"Even the Tianshan Liuhe Formation is useless, what can a god-level immortal?"

Aside the woman, a white-faced scholar was drinking with a lack of interest.

These three men and three women are the Six Heroes of Tianshan who were defeated by Fujiki Naokura.

The six heroes of Tianshan are introverted and have never been away from the world for many years. This time, they have returned to the martial arts world, but they have failed in Tiancheng. Four of them were seriously injured and naturally feel depressed.

Fortunately, King Jin sent out the most precious healing medicine in time, so that the injuries of the four injured people would not worsen. It is precisely because of this that the six heroes of Tianshan had to accept their feelings and appeared in such a place that was incompatible with their temperament.

"Shi Xiaole, long time no see."

A cold and hard voice resounded throughout the field.

The voice is an "expert". The skeleton alone is bigger than that of ordinary people. He is full of awesomeness and cannot be seen by him. Who is Yao Miesheng?

Yao Miesheng stared at Shi Xiaole, his eyes as light as lightning.

He will never forget that shameful battle. Sooner or later, he will regain his own glory in front of the heroes of the world. But before that, he hopes that this old enemy will not be defeated.

His eyes turned around the Japanese swordsman in the head again, and Yao Miesheng shook his edge.

Shi Xiaole naturally noticed the other party, nodded, and said hello. To this day, Yao Miesheng can no longer cause him to have any fluctuations, and he doesn't even feel hatred, because both parties have long been at different levels.

To put it bluntly, Shi Xiaole still has a big gap compared to Shi Xuan. Yao Miesheng wants to destroy the saint, and he is destined to be just a dream.

"A heartbroken person is in the world, and there are people in the world, so everyone will be heartbroken."

A faint sadness sounded, causing many masters on the west side to feel numb all over.

This is a young man dressed in worn-out clothes, with his eyebrows hanging down, his eyes drooping, and every pore on his face is filled with sadness. Seeing him always reminds of unpleasant things.

So within three feet of him, only one person was seated.

More people are timid.

Heartbroken man!

This person is the heartbroken man among the nine heavenly kings, and he has also come here!

There were also many people looking at the only young man sitting within three meters.

He looked honest and simple, probably because he was sunbathed all year round, his skin was dark, his feet were naked, and there was a fish net around his waist. There was a fish basket under the table, as if he had just returned from fishing from the beach. After drinking a sip of wine, he showed an inexplicable satisfied smile.

"The world is a big fish pond, the master is a fish, and I am a natural fisherman."

When some people think of this sentence, they look at the simple young man who is not influenced by the heartbreaker, and their faces change drastically.

"Good guy, three of the nine heavenly kings have come. I have heard that the heartbroken man is not convinced by Qilin. He once invited a fight in private and had a show tonight."

"Three? I'm wrong, it's five!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in gold and a woman in orange walked in. In terms of appearance and temperament, he was still above many nobles. Who were Mu Ling and Duanmu Keren?

Seeing Shi Xiaole sitting at the end of the dressing, the two of them didn't care and walked over directly.

"Old Shi, the old turtle is still in prison. You are happy every day and can't find anyone!"

Mu Ling directly punched Shi Xiaole and hit him in the chest, but he didn't use much force.

Shi Xiaole smiled.

"What did you find out?"

Duanmu Keren sent a message to him.

There is no problem of being wrong. With the IQs of Yu Shi and Tian Feng, of course, I would not be so stupid that I thought Shi Xiaole was greedy for beauty and forgot about the serious business.

"I'm still watching, I'm not sure."

Shi Xiaoledao.

At the moment when the three of them were secretly communicating, some people entered the venue one after another, including Feng Guoting, Tao Baishan, Zhang Baichuan and others. When they saw Shi Xiaole, they all sneered secretly.

When a beauty appeared, the lights in the audience were dim and even the moonlight became a little hazy. Many men breathed heavily, their faces were red, and they swallowed their saliva regardless of their image. Who was Mei Junyi?

Mei Junyi looked around and nodded only to Shi Xiaole. She walked to the independent seat specially prepared for her, which became a place where the eyes gathered.

"It's true that it's a disaster. I doubt now that you are probably really greedy for beauty."

Mu Ling looked at Shi Xiaole.

Not long after, King Jin, as the host, appeared in a low-key manner and finally pulled everyone's attention back. He was wearing a literati suit, and always had a smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze, and he could chat for a while when he saw anyone.

When passing by Shi Xiaole and the other two, I stopped for a long time, just like an old friend I haven't seen for many years. It can lead to the topic and not make people feel deliberate.

Someone who is interested noticed that King Jin stayed with Shi Xiaole for longer than others. In the end, he also personally gave Shi Xiaole and the other two tokens.

This is the order of King Jin. Those who hold this order can withdraw the highest level of money and cultivation resources from the King Jin's Mansion every month, and can also enter the front yard of the King Jin's Mansion without notice. In addition, they can mobilize certain forces of King Jin in various places.

For a few insiders, this is something that even the King of Jin may not be able to get.

Some people's faces changed. This is a public recruitment of three people, and their sincerity is too great. However, since they are going to recruit Qilin, why did they hire Fujiki Naokura again? Isn't this ugly?

King Huan's face turned pale and quickly recovered. Princess Miaoyan beside her smile was full of smiles, wandering on the faces of King Jin and King Huan, not knowing what she was thinking.

After the lap, King Jin sat down in the main seat and the night banquet officially began. Next were wonderful singing and dancing performances, acrobatic performances, etc., and there were many surprises and cheers in the scene from time to time, and I don’t know how true or false it was.

"Your Highness King Jin, although the performance is wonderful, it is too literary. I have a suggestion that since you have invited many friends from the world, why not invite them to the stage and learn about martial arts, so that we can open our eyes."

Another piano performance ended, and a gorgeously dressed young man stood up and said.

"Hahaha, this king cannot make the decision. The world has its own rules."

The King of Jin smiled and shook his head, and the words he blurted out won the favor of many martial arts people present.

The young man sat down with a wry smile. Although he was the son of the Lord of Tiancheng City, he had no official title and would not be so stupid as to order people from the world.

I thought the waves had subsided, but at this moment, a man suddenly came out among the martial arts people in the west and walked to Shi Xiaole: "Young Kirin, the Japanese swordsman is in the chief. This man humiliated my Central Plains martial arts world and bullied me, no one in the Central Plains. Please teach him a lesson!"

"Young Master Shi, my teacher Wang Weiguo, died at his hands. Please avenge my teacher!"

Another man walked out and claimed to be a disciple of Wang Weiguo, "One-Dao Jingcheng", which caused an uproar at the scene.

After that, some people walked up to Shi Xiaole and asked him to take action. Their words were tragic and their attitude was earnest. When they were moved, they even knelt on one knee.

Many onlookers of the martial arts world are inevitably affected. Now the face of the Central Plains martial arts world is about to disappear. Do you really want a warrior from a small place to show off his power?

Feng Guoting and the others looked at each other, and they all showed vicious smiles, flashing and passing.

King Huan looked at King Jin with a normal expression and breathed a sigh of relief, and even his previous depression disappeared.

This incident was obviously instructed by someone to prevent Qilin from coming to Taiwan, but it happened in the King of Jin’s mansion. It depends on how King of Jin can attract people’s hearts.

"You guys get up."

Looking at the person kneeling all over the ground in front of him, Shi Xiaole's face turned cold.

"Qilin, are you willing to fight?"

The man who was urging him to look up and said happily.

"No one can force me to do what I don't want to do."

Everyone's expressions changed.

The man shouted: "Is it possible that Qilin, you are really afraid and dare not fight with it? For the sake of your mere reputation, you abandon the dignity of the martial arts world. I wish you were not worthy of Qilin at all!"

"Hahaha, what Qilin, he is qualified to fight the young head of the family, and I can deal with him."

At this moment, at the head of the Western Conference, behind Naokura Fujiki, a Japanese man waved his sword in anger and jumped up. The powerful sword aura crossed everyone and slashed straight towards Shi Xiaole.

He really couldn't stand the tone of being able to fight the young head of the family with a Qilin as a man in the Central Plains. He wanted everyone to know that not all guys deserved to let the young head of the family draw their swords!
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