"Exciting! The mysterious local tyrant in Fengyang City bought the entire Lingyun Pavilion villa for 23,000 yuan!"

?In just one hour, this news was the top hot search in Fengyang City.

?Many wealthy families in Fengyang City beat their chests and stamped their feet. It was slow! It was slow! It was slow! But what attracted everyone's attention was who was this mysterious rich man?

He actually bought the entire Lingyun Pavilion villa at one time.

?Twenty-three trillion! This is enough to buy the entire Fengyang City! Even the Lin family may not have the strength!? For a time, many media and wealthy families came to see the true appearance of the rich man. Chu Lang didn't want to reveal his true identity, so these people eventually returned in disgrace.

?The villa has settled down. In the following time, Chu Lang and Song Lenghua and Liu Qianqian also moved to Lingyun Pavilion.

?As for the ban on Chu Lang, when he heard that Chu Lang had moved into Lingyun Pavilion, the Land Administration Bureau had no choice but to give up temporarily.

? Moreover, many families and relevant official units in Fengyang City have received news that the Martial Alliance of Fengyang City No. 29 and the Martial Arts Envoy of Yang Kingdom exchanged martial arts, and the Third Young Master of the mysterious family No. 30 visited Fengyang City.

?Two major news completely diverted everyone's attention, so I had to temporarily put Chu Lang's affairs aside.

?In a blink of an eye, it was the 28th. These days, Chu Lang has also refined the Thousand Mountain Snow Lotus, his strength has been restored to half. His family members have also sent the Scale Sword.

? "I got the Ni Lin, it's time to contact the Wu League!"

Chu Lang glanced at the seven-foot long sword in his hand and said.

?The seven-foot long sword was faintly filled with a faint green cold light, which made the temperature of the whole room drop a little. There were some ancient words engraved on the sword, which looked obscure and solemn, giving people a simple, distant and profound feeling.

?Chu Lang gently shook the long sword, and the long sword turned into a bracelet and put it on Chu Lang's hand.

? After putting away the scales, he called Huang Daotian and confirmed that Huang Daotian was in the Martial Alliance, Chu Lang came to the Martial Alliance.

Because the Wumeng Mountain Road in Fengyang City is rugged and not suitable for sports cars, and there are many people, Chu Lang simply took a taxi in order to keep a low profile.

"Master, you are here!"

Chu Lang had just arrived at the door of the Wu League, and Huang Daotian immediately came up and greeted with a smile on his face.

It can be seen that this guy has been waiting here for a long time.

"Okay, don't talk about Master, just call me Mr. Chu when you are in front of you!"

Chu Lang waved his hands helplessly.

Huang Daotian nodded awkwardly. The leader of the Fengyang City Martial Alliance called a young man to be his master. I guess others would inevitably be unwilling to accept it when they saw it. Everyone was going to provoke Chu Lang.

"Teacher... Mr. Chu, are you going to guide us today? "

Huang Daotian asked with anticipation on his face.

"Tomorrow is a martial arts exchange conference, and the people from Yangguo this time are not simple, and even if they are sharpening their guns in the face of battle, they will not have time to sharpen their guns."

Chu Lang said.

Upon hearing this, Huang Daotian also frowned, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The news of the Fengyang City Martial Arts Alliance and the Yangguo Martial Arts Alliance conducting martial arts exchanges has been widely circulated and is known to the whole city.

I heard that among the envoys of Yang Kingdom, a successor of the Ten Sword Saints of the Sword Alliance, Miyamoto Kawazo, was also a swordsman. He was also a genius of swordsmanship. He had a peak in his debut. He experienced ninety-nine battles in his life and had no defeat. Moreover, at most three moves, he ended the battle and his subordinates were killed and not injured. He was a famous ruthless character.

"Tell me the process of the day first."

Chu Lang asked.

"Tomorrow's exchanges are divided into three games. You also know that we martial artists pay attention to weapons, martial arts, and combat effectiveness. The first weapon competition, the second martial arts competition, the third game, the two sides confront each other, which side is defeated first and which side loses."

Huang Daotian said.

"In other words, if we win two games in three games, we only need to win the first two games, so we can win without any bloodshed?"

Chu Lang asked.

"Hmph! I thought the person Huang would be greeted by himself would be a big shot. It turned out that he was just a young boy who knew nothing!"

"It's really stupid if we don't even understand the rules of our Martial Alliance. If we want to win, we must win all of them. This time we must win all three games, and we will beat those Yang Guo warriors incomplete form!"

"What kind of bullshit disciples of the Sword Saint are all Fuyun. I really don't know what Alliance Leader Huang wants such a young boy to do."

At this time, several men in warrior costumes came over and said with a sarcastic look on their faces.

They are very confident. The youngest are over 35 years old, and the oldest is also an old man in his fifty years old, who looks quite fairy-like.

"This is Mr. Chu. Don't look at his young age, he is in the martial arts path..." Leader Huang's face was a little embarrassed and he hurriedly said.

"President Huang, what do you mean by this?

Can you believe us, Ten Saints of Nanshan?

Do you think our Ten Saints of Nanshan can't even compare to such a young boy?"

The old man snorted coldly and said unhappy.

"I didn't mean that..." Alliance Leader Huang was a little helpless for a moment.

He has seen Chu Lang's skills. He hoped that Chu Lang could give a little advice on the Ten Saints of Nanshan and would have more chances of winning tomorrow.

"Haha! Confidence is of course a good thing. Since that's the case, I'll wait for a few wonderful performances tomorrow, killing everyone, so that the younger generation can have a good eye."

Chu Lang smiled faintly and said without any anger.

"Hmph, this is almost the same! You guys have some knowledge!"

"Go back tonight to highlight your eyes and see our Ten Saints of Nanshan to show you what the master's foundation is tomorrow!"

The old man in the leading man's wrinkled face swept a smug smile and said to Chu Lang.

"President Huang, don't forget that after the matter is completed, a total of 1 billion will be accepted on the same day."

The old man said to Alliance Leader Huang again.

"Don't worry, even if I, Mr. Huang, will give you money even if I sell the goods."

The corners of Alliance Leader Huang's mouth twitched slightly and he said with some pain.

"Isn't this a battle for the honor of the Xia Guowu Alliance?"

Chu Lang asked with a frown.

Alliance Leader Huang is not rich at all, and even taking out 100 million is a heavy bleeding. If he takes out 100 million at one time, it will probably really make Alliance Leader Huang sell his money.

"Honor of the Martial Alliance?

Don't worry about our affairs! Boy, you are so naive! As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food! We are doing things that work hard at least, so what if we need some money?"

"And, it is an honor for the Wu League to collect money. How many people in the world can get this money?

Be content! Receiving one billion is considered a conscience price!"
Chapter completed!