"This..." Ye Long was taken aback, took half a step back, shook his head and looked around, making sure that there was no one else around, as his face was full of surprise: "I did this?"
Just kidding...He didn't think he could do this kind of thing, he stepped on the hard concrete stone which was broken into pieces.
"However, I did have a strange feeling just now, as if a powerful force erged from my body... Could it be that I suddenly opened up my mysterious dantian and beca a martial arts master?"
Ye Long was a little confused and guessed wildly but after calming down, his heart gradually beca excited.
No matter what the reason is but now that I have such terrifying strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it out? Wait then, sooner or later, I will be able to stand out.
The depression in Ye Long's heart has been swept away. Excitedly holding the roasted chicken in his hand, he turned left and right and ca to a remote and dilapidated place in the slum and directly opened the door to enter directly.
"Who? Who is there?"
Ye Long saw a thin, wretched old man lying on the wooden bed in the room sleeping.
At this mont, he sat up dazedly with a face full of impatience.
"Old man, it's ."
Ye Long put the roasted chicken on the dirty table and said, "I see you are here, so I brought you so roasted chicken."
"Well, is that roasted chicken?"
When Feng Xiaoyao heard this, he suddenly regained his energy without any sleepiness in his body, he rushed directly to the table to pick up the roasted chicken and gnawed on it regardless of his appearance.
"Hey, save so for !" Ye Long said angrily but then waved his hand again: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood now and I don't care about it matter. Old man, let tell you, I'm going to get rich!"
"Rich?" Feng Xiaoyao spat out a bone, raised his head and glanced at Ye Long suspiciously: "What nonsense are you talking about..."
Suddenly, his expression changed: "Well, looks like your seal has been released?"
Ye Long looked confused: "Seal? What is that?"
However, Feng Xiaoyao has already rushed to Ye Long's side, felt it carefully and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Haha, your seal is really released, your talent is better than I imagined, our sect can now have a successor!"
Ye Long was even more confused: "Old man, what are you talking about? I can't catch up what you're talking about."
*Cough cough*
Suppressing the excitent in his heart, Feng Xiaoyao coughed and stated seriously: "Don't worry, you pay attention to carefully now, I am the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, back then..."
Then, he told everything to him. Ye Long's expression also changed from bewildered, to shocked and finally stunned.
It's no wonder that my physical fitness has been getting better and better in the past few years and my strength has suddenly skyrocketed just now.
It turned out that it was because the old man passed all the true energy that he had cultivated all his life to him.
Ye Long was moved in his heart. Besides, he also knows about what a Martial Arts are and so situations about the martial arts world.
At this ti, Feng Xiaoyao said with a serious face: "Are you willing to beco my disciple and beco the new head of Xiaoyao sect? If you inherit this position, then you must have to work hard for the restoration of Xiaoyao sect."
"I am willing."
Without hesitation, Ye Long bowed his head: "Master!"
Who is he joking, at this ti, why didn't he agree? It is a fool's job to not agree to this.
After all, Feng Xiaoyao passed on all his strength to him and as the head of the Xiaoyao Sect back then, he must know a lot of secrets, such as so secret thods or techniques of warriors and he can even give pointers to his own martial arts cultivation!
Besides. It is said that Xiaoyao sect is completely wiped out but as a big force in the warrior world back then, maybe there will be so hidden backhands. So, the ghost won't overlook this proposal.
As the protagonist, Ye Long was not stupid at all at this ti and he analyzed the stakes in it almost instantly.
"Well...."
Feng Xiaoyao was excited and said "Yes" repeatedly and the next mont, just as he was about to continue to say sothing, he frowned: "Xiao Long, you go back first today, I have so things to deal with here."
"Oh ok." Ye Long was a little confused but he still said, "Then master, I'll leave first."
"Well, see you later."
Feng Xiaoyao waved his hand and then Ye Long left the dilapidated house directly.
After he left for a minute, Feng Xiaoyao stepped out of the house and said calmly, "Hehe, co out. There are nine people in total, that's quite a lot..."
Between his words, the wretchedness on Feng Xiaoyao's face disappeared and his bent back was slightly straightened, with past awe-inspiring aura, as if he had beco the prestigious Grandmaster again.
He was wearing shabby clothes but the hunting sll still spreaded persistently. Even though he had passed his true energy to Ye Long and fell from the Grandmaster realm but his physical foundation was still there.
Relying on his experience of a Martial Artist, even with his current injuries, his strength was still comparable to the peak of Martial Master.
In the thick darkness, so footsteps sounded and nine people wearing black combat uniforms walked out slowly.
They belonged to the first batch of 30 elite fighters trained by Paragons. Fang Yu planned to take this opportunity to test their training results.
Except these nine others did not co here, instead they guarded the outskirts of the slum, closely monitoring Ye Long.
However, as Ye Long's strength increased. These surveillance thods may not be effective soon.
For these specially trained elite fighters, Fang Yu gave them a unified code na: "RED".
Afterwards, all the elite trained in the sa way will beco mbers of the RED team, temporarily led by the Paragons.
Nine RED warriors approached step by step as they all held assault rifles with silencers in their hands and their faces remain expressionless.
The place where Feng Xiaoyao lived was too remote and dilapidated, so the surrounding houses and alleys of the nearby residents have already moved away and the surrounding areas are deserted.
"You guys finally ca out." Feng Xiaoyao snorted coldly, "Who are you?"
There was no sound, only hot bullets answered him. The nine RED warriors, raised their weapons and quietly, bullets ca like raindrops.
Feng Xiaoyao's figure flashed and his figure disappeared from sight but the RED's did not panic at all and quickly gathered together, then suddenly shot into the air.
In mid-air, a figure suddenly froze. As if violating the law of inertia, it suddenly fell to the ground.
"Fire!"
The mont Feng Xiaoyao fell to the ground. The nine RED's spread out again, pouring bullets with no dead ends. Their shooting timings all had subtle deviations to ensure that when so people reloaded, the gunfire would not stop.
The net of bullets hit, Feng Xiaoyao couldn't dodge it in ti, so he had to protect his vitals with both hands.
The bullet landed on his body, piercing through the skin, causing blood to flow out but in the end it got stuck in the muscle and did not hurt the vitals.
"Ahhh!"
A serious murderous intent flashed across Feng Xiaoyao's eyes. Without dodging or evading, he directly protected the vitals and crashed into them.
The nine RED's expressions changed drastically and they hastily retreated to avoid. At the sa ti, the frequency of gunfire still erupted from their hands.
However, their individual strength was only at the peak of Apprentice and their speed was naturally not as good as that of the opponent.
After awhile a soldier spat out blood and was directly knocked out. After then once a hole was torn open, the formation of nine people was directly destroyed and imdiately after that, they were knocked down one by one.
Although the rest of the people were still supporting with constant gunfire, causing Feng Xiaoyao's attack to drop drastically but these RED cops, whose strength was only at the peak of Martial Apprentice were still seriously injured.
Feng Xiaoyao has the craziest look. His aura was about to burst out, planning to kill them directly.
At this mont—*sigh.....*
A leisurely sigh ca from behind Xiaoyao, just like the sigh of a dissapointnt, albeit a little creepy.
Feng Xiaoyao was startled. He actually felt sothing was wrong. There were not nine people present but... ten.
"Who?" Feng Xiaoyao turned around abruptly but a big hand has already protruded from the darkness, grabbing his neck.
Feng Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened, and his heart imdiately sank. He wanted to struggle and resist but the hand on his neck squeezed lightly...
*Boom*
Terrifying power erupted in his body, like a mountain collapsing, thunderous vibrations shattered all his resistance and destroyed all vitality in his body.
The other party's eyes instantly beca slack and absent-minded. Only a trace of disbelief remained and then he beco cold.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for plundering the protagonist's chance, the villain's value is 1000 and the protagonist's luck value is -1000]
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