Chapter 163 Swordsman Xuanyuan Hao
"Bastard! How dare you hit me, do you know who I am? I'm a child of the Xu family!"
The two got up from the ground and looked at the man who did it angrily.
"I don't care who you are. If you don't like me, I will beat you. If you have the ability, call someone. Today, if you come, I will beat you. If you come, I will beat you. If you can't call someone, you are not a man!"
As he spoke, the man made a gesture to make another move.
"You... If you have the guts, just wait here for me!"
Seeing each other and wanting to fight again, the two backed away in fright, talking harshly while running.
They are not stupid either. Just now, they knew that they were not opponents, and they would only continue to be beaten if they stayed here.
"What are you looking at! What's interesting! It's gone!"
Dispelled the people around, the man turned to look at the girl behind him, his face immediately changed, and even his voice became gentle: "Little sister, don't be afraid, the bad guys have already been driven away by brother!"
"..."
Hearing the man's words, Fang Yi's expression darkened.
Just now he thought the other party was interesting, but now he thinks the other party is a bit too shameless...
little sister...brother...
The other party can really say this kind of words, and it's so natural.
Warrior's practice has always been more and more difficult as he goes up, and the time required for practice is also doubled.
For example, the generations of Patriarchs of the five great aristocratic families in Zhutian City are all at the peak of Wu Zunjing, and they are all over a hundred years old.
To be able to take the position of acting Patriarch, there is no one who is weak in talent, and there is no shortage of opportunities and resources.
In this case, it took a hundred years to reach the peak of Wu Zun, let alone the realm of going up.
Therefore, the man in front of him is at least 200 years old, or even over three-digit age, and he can say this to a girl in his teens.
Fang Yi thinks this guy is perverted. If it were him, he couldn’t say it anyway...
the other side.
After comforting the little girl, the man pulled her to look at Fang Yi.
"Brother, your surname, just now I saw that you also wanted to make a move. I'm sorry, but I couldn't hold back so I did it first, haha."
The man cupped his fists towards Fang Yi, and introduced himself: "Xuanyuanhao, a swordsman who is traveling, heard that the Martial King Competition will be held in Tianzhu City, and I happened to be quite close, so I came to have a look."
Fang Yi also clasped his fists back.
"Fang Yi."
"Haha, I didn't expect to meet someone as chivalrous as me here. If I hadn't just had dinner, I would definitely have a drink with you!"
"That's really a pity..."
Fang Yi felt that the other party was a little too familiar, and he had never heard of the other party's name in the previous life.
Xuanyuanhao?
The Xuanyuan family?
"It can be seen that you are also a sympathetic person. This girl has a good foundation and is suitable for practicing martial arts. If I am not traveling, I will definitely bring her with me. I wonder if you are interested?"
Hearing this, Fang Yi looked at the girl beside him.
He has already seen what Xuan Yuanhao said, and this is the reason why he wants to do it.
I don't have many Heaven Suppressing Army under my command, but it's enough for now, and only now.
When the two clans fight in the future, there will definitely not be enough people under them, let alone the future battles in the world.
So something. Preparations are about to start now, and there is still time before the war between the two clans. It is entirely possible to recruit some talented people to train them, and this kind of people they cultivated by themselves. Loyalty is the highest.
Before Fang Yi could speak, the girl beside him shook the man's hand away.
"No! I won't go! I want to take care of my brother here!"
The girl shook her head frantically, turned around and was about to leave.
Since then, she has taken care of her six-year-old brother by herself, but because of her age, no one wants her to work, so she can only beg.
When there is no begging, I will come here to pick up a few spirit coins, as long as it is enough for the meal of the day, I never pick up more.
She saw that Fang Yi and the person who saved her were good people.
If he leaves by himself, there will be no one to take care of his six-year-old brother!
"Wait a moment!"
Seeing that the girl was about to leave, Fang Yi called her to stop, "Follow me, you can take your brother with you."
Talent is a lot of heredity, the girl has good talent, and his brother's talent is probably also good.
Even if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t matter. There is no shortage of natural resources and treasures in your storage space. There is no difference between cultivating one person and two people.
I have something to do during this time, I can let Chen Wufeng and the others take the two of them, just to find something for Chen Wufeng and the others to do.
Hearing Fang Yi's words, the girl paused.
"I'll give you a day to think about it. If you are willing to follow me, come to me tomorrow morning."
Fang Yi told me where he lived.
"I still have something to do..."
Saying goodbye to Xuanyuanhao, Fang Yi went to the Demon Arena.
"Goodbye, next time we meet, I will treat you to a drink!"
Xuan Yuanhao turned to look at the little girl, stretched out his hand and stroked her hair back, posing in a pose that he thought was handsome.
After leaving a sentence of "little sister, you should go back quickly", then turned and left.
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Nine fifty.
Fang Yi and the others arrive at the Demon Arena.
At this time, many people were queuing at the gate of the Arena.
Just before the event started, several people just entered the arena and sat down.
Fang Yi turned his head to look around.
Compared to the demon arena in Jinyang City, the demon arena in Zhutian City is more than a little bigger. It is not an exaggeration to say that one of them is worth five.
If all the seats are full, it is not a problem to seat tens of thousands of people. At this time, the seats are almost full.
And in terms of decoration, it is much better than Jin Yangcheng's Demon Arena.
Although there are also spiral stepped seats, each seat is covered with cushions and animal skins, and the level of comfort is by no means comparable to that of the Demon Arena in Golden Sun City.
Tens of thousands of seats are decorated in this way, and the cost alone is not a minority.
In addition, there are four huge projection stones floating above the square, which enlarge the image in the middle of the arena and project it into the air, so that everyone in the four directions can clearly see the situation in the arena no matter how far they sit.
Such a large projection stone can no longer be bought with money, and must be customized.
No matter what it is, as long as it is related to customization, the final cost is often beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
And these are just things that you can see as soon as you come in.
Similar to services, labor, and other expenses have not been counted.
It can be seen from this, what is the economic strength of the Meng family that controls the fighting arena.
No wonder the image of the God of Wealth is used even to absorb the power of faith.
Fang Yi was just about to wave to the waiter, when a voice amplified by the sound amplifier stone suddenly sounded.
At the same time, a middle-aged man in light yellow clothes appeared in the middle of the Colosseum, and his figure also appeared on the image of the projection stone.
"Hello everyone!"
"The Battle of the Demons will start soon!"
"This time, from monsters to monsters, we will arrange a battle for each level, and there will be a dealer opening!"
"There will be a special link after the battle, please enjoy it!"
(end of this chapter)