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Pavilion Master Gou looked at Xu Cheng again, grinning and said: "Boy, you can't survive the famine hunting ceremony for three days."

Not to mention, Xu Chengcheng discovered that all the martial arts practitioners in the city are tall and strong. In contrast, his figure is really thin.

"Well, thank you for the dog, the owner of the dog house is caring about it. Three days is three days." Xu Cheng nodded seriously, and then said: "If you die, you will pay back Miss Mingzhu's life-saving grace."

His words shocked Shen Mingzhu on the side, revealing a complex expression on her face.

The owner of Gou Pavilion on the opposite side was stunned.

Fuck!

This kid can't understand people?

I care about you?

"Xu Cheng, let's go back to the martial arts center. From tomorrow, I will teach you Luoyequan." Shen Mingzhu didn't want to talk to the master of the martial arts center again, and strode towards the martial arts center.

Xu Cheng followed behind her.

"By the way, Master Gou, the martial arts center has been closed recently, so foreign visitors will not be accepted." Walking to the door of the martial arts center, Shen Mingzhu turned her head and said to the master Gou who followed.

"I, I'm not an outsider—"

"Boom—"

The door of the Budokan was closed.

"Fuck!" Master Gou gritted his teeth, the smile on his face turned into anger.

"Little Niangpi, wait for it to fall on Lao Tzu's hand..." He rubbed his fat hand, as if there was something in the palm for him to rub.

"Guardian, didn't you say that you want to take these two little girls, and come with a pair of wings?" A black and strong man stretched his head and whispered.

"Snapped--"

Master Gou slapped his head horizontally.

"Laosan Xia, too, really has no eyesight. Didn't see the owner of the museum getting angry? These two little girls led the wild man to come and don't want the owner of the museum. You don't open the pot or lift which pot—"

"Snapped--"

The master Gou in turn slapped the nonsense guy into the air.

"Master, let's forget it?" At last the man carefully shrank back, and then said.

"Forget it?" The master of Gou snorted coldly, "Isn't Gou Weiba able to get me to deal with these two little girls?"

He looked back at the closed gate of the Pearl Martial Arts Hall, and said coldly: "In a few days, I will let the little girl kneel at my feet and beg me."

"Haha, what do you ask the curator? It won't be asking—"

"Snapped--"

Master Gou slapped the last person in the air.

"Take a horse, do you dare to drive a train, Lao Tzu's woman?"

He roared, then strode away.

The three warriors followed him, holding half of their red and swollen faces with their hands, and followed a large black iron car.

The car started, dragged its tail flames, and roared away.

In the martial arts hall, Shen Mingzhu, who was helping Shen Xinyue to put the quilt on, heard the roar walking away, and let out a sigh of relief.

She only has the fifth level of cultivation in the Body Refining Stage, and in front of Gou Weiba on the ninth level of the martial artist, she really has no chance of winning.

Fortunately, this guy didn't even want to tear his face.

Sighing lightly, she sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the cheeks of Shen Xinyue who was sleeping and chattering.

"Father, I don't know..."

She raised her head and looked at the room across the courtyard.

That is the place arranged for Xu Cheng to live.

There are no disciples in the Pearl Martial Arts Hall, so there are quite a few places where disciples are going to live.

Xu Cheng lives in not only spacious, but also fully furnished.

There are even showers and desk lamps.

The development of science and technology in the world of Tianwu is roughly equivalent to that of automobiles, locomotives, and thermal weapons on the earth in the early twentieth century.

The power used by cars and locomotives comes from psychic energy, both of which extract spiritual oil hidden deep under the earth.

Thermal weapons are also propelled by psychic blasting, which has great lethality.

The Zhongzhou Shen Dynasty strictly controlled thermal weapons, and in places like the Eastern Wilderness, the price of every thermal weapon was speculated to sky-high prices.

According to Shen Mingzhu, the entire Dongyue City has no more than one hundred powers with thermal weapons.

After taking a hot shower, Xu Cheng put on a large robe and sat in front of the bed. After a while, he began to consider his current situation.

There are massive resources in the Dao Realm, but unfortunately, these resources and system space can't be taken out.

Those treasures, the pill that can improve cultivation, can only be watched.

Even the cultivation base cultivated in the cultivation world is suppressed in this realm, and there is no way to use it. At this time, the clone can only be allowed to continue to practice in the Tao realm, and cannot come out.

Fortunately, his physical body was refined by the blood of the ancient gods, and the power of the blood had reached the fiery sun state.

Even at this time, the power of the bloodline could not be used, his physical strength, speed and intensity were still at an extremely terrifying level.

I tried it quietly just now, and with a full punch, he could make a sonic boom.

The force of a punch is at least 100,000 catties or more.

The martial arts of this realm is the second layer, the Lingwu realm, and the standard of breaking the realm is only one punch.

However, this is only the second stage of the Nine Stages of Martial Arts, and every stage after that is extremely powerful.

Physical strength alone is still far from enough.

It seems that if you want to gain a foothold in this world, you still need to practice again.

Sitting cross-legged, Xu Cheng began his first practice in this world.

He didn't choose any exercises, he had practiced to the Great Emperor Realm, and had seen countless exercises, Xu Cheng knew how to maximize his power.

With the surging of blood in the body, a faint thunder sound rang in the bedroom.

If Xu Cheng has an understanding of martial arts practice in the Tianwu world, he will know that this thunder is a rare tiger and leopard thunder in martial arts practice.

Hubao Leiyin is not a realm of cultivation, nor is it the use of energy and blood.

It is only issued by people with extremely good physical training aptitude.

Normally, only those of the most powerful forces who have cultivated since childhood and used various precious medicines to fight their bodies can make this sound possible.

With the sound of wind and thunder, a faint aura poured into Xu Cheng's body.

As soon as this spiritual energy entered the body, Xu Cheng's body was shocked.

The aura is very thin, and there is a sense of boundlessness in it.

The spiritual energy is combined with the blood, constantly circulating in his body.

Is this the way of practice that this world fits in?

After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the slight red breath in his palm.

This is the spiritual energy combined with the power of the blood, which is more tyrannical and less gentle.

This kind of spiritual energy is extremely explosive, but it lacks a lot of smoothness in the movement of Dao Fa and so on.

Thinking of Tao Fa, he raised his hand and pointed to the kettle on the wooden table in front of him.

A dark red flame fell directly on the kettle.

"Boom—"

The kettle suddenly burst, and then the fragments were scattered, and the tea in it spilled over Xu Cheng's face.

awkward.

Embarrassed.

Reaching out and plucking a few pieces of emerald green tea leaves above his head, Xu Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Fortunately, this is the Tianwu World.

If you are in the world of cultivation, then Tai Xuan Xu Jiu's name is probably going to be destroyed.

He wants to become a Dao ancestor, and now he can't even use Dao Fa to boil a pot of water.

Xu Cheng frowned as he took off his big drenched robe.

The avenue does not exist.

Just now, the reason why he exploded the kettle was because there were no road constraints in this realm, and the power of Taoism was completely disordered.

What is the relationship between such a world and the world in the picture that the Master Tianzun had manifested over the course of time?

Is it a world where there are no avenues?

"Boom—"

Xu Cheng looked up, and Shen Mingzhu, who pushed the door open, stood at the door.

Shen Mingzhu's gaze swept over the jug shards scattered around, then set his gaze on Xu Cheng's open robe, and then moved down.

"Ahem--"

"I said I just slipped my hand and broke the kettle. Do you believe it?"

Xu Cheng spoke awkwardly.

"Well, I just want to see if you hurt." Shen Mingzhu sullen her face, turned around, and closed the door easily.

There was a trace of depressive and tyrannical heat in the room~www.NovelMTL.com~ This kind of power, Shen Mingzhu once saw it from a distance outside the city.

The power of hot weapons.

Does Xu Cheng have a thermal weapon?

How could he have such precious things?

But even if he did, when he was picked up, he was naked. He checked it all by himself. Where did he put it?

It seems that the man he picked up is not as simple as he himself said...

Fortunately, he only needs to participate in the famine hunting ceremony and help the Mingzhu Budokan to keep the plaque.

"Hey, I've been taken care of by this girl again, it's a bit of a disadvantage..." In the room, Xu Cheng shook his head and whispered.

"Next time I want to watch it again..."