Super Asura System

After Zhao Yiming separated from Wang Shao, he deliberately slowed down his forward speed, hunting all kinds of monsters continuously. This result is quite impressive. When he reached the oasis, his experience value had already reached. Six million.

He counted his belongings. There were only five cheats. Among them, the lower-grade exercises at the prefecture-level and the local sand palm, and this is the last part of the five poisonous palms of the lower-grade exercises at the Heavenly Extreme. Poison Palm.

Four-level exercises, two of which are low-grade Wing Chun and Bajiquan, and the other two are middle-grade Bagua Palm and Youlong Step, and these two sets of exercises can just be combined into the middle-grade gong. Law gossip swims in the palm of the dragon.

As for the rest are some wound medicine and miscellaneous items, the harvest is generally good. If you continue to develop like this, you can step into the realm of the master when you walk out of the desert.

The scale of this oasis is not small, but also a bit prosperous. People of all ethnic groups can be seen here, everyone is coming and going in a hurry and it seems very busy.

He saw a huge wine character hanging in the front of a yurt, opened the curtain and walked in. He saw that it looked a little rudimentary, all of which were the most common wooden tables and chairs, and the workmanship was very rough.

He walked to the corner and sat down. He didn't see anyone coming to greet him for a long time, so he shouted: "What is the reason for you, why is there no one to greet the guests?"

A middle-aged man sitting opposite smiled and said, "It looks like this brother is here for the first time!"

Zhao Yiming nodded and said, "This Xiongtai is right, is there any rules here?"

The middle-aged man said heartily: "Although this is the largest oasis of this generation, but under the control of the Yanhuo clan, all kinds of life are very difficult. Wherever you will take care of any buddies. Just go straight to what you want to eat. Tell the boss that he will serve it to you after the arrangements are made."

Zhao Yiming gave an oh, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiongtai for telling me."

He stood up after speaking and walked to the boss. That guy looked unreasonable, and all the people who came to eat here were poor ghosts.

He smiled, patted a golden ticket on the counter and said, "Here is a hundred tael golden ticket. If you have anything delicious, bring it directly to me, and I will give it to you if it is not enough."

The boss's eyes suddenly widened, he stretched out his hand to **** the golden ticket, looked at it carefully, and after confirming that the golden ticket was not fake, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhao Yiming shrugged and returned to his seat just now, and saw that the middle-aged man showed a look of regret, as if he had done something wrong.

Just before he hesitated, the boss came to his table, put a plate of pickles in front of him, and then put a bowl of gruel.

He looked at the boss in amazement and said, "Aren't you kidding me! I will buy you a plate of moldy pickles and such a bowl of porridge with countless grains of rice."

The boss said fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about here, who saw you give me a golden ticket. Besides, how can you buy a hundred taels of these two things? If you get a thousand taels of gold tickets, this matter is over."

Zhao Yiming was very happy when he heard it, and said with a smile: "I don't care about the mere thousand taels of gold tickets, but with these two broken things, you are crazy!"

The boss said with a look of disdain: "I have changed my mind now. I want ten thousand tael gold tickets for these two items. If you dare to say nothing, I will interrupt your hands and feet and drag you to the backyard to feed the dog. "

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "You are quite skilled in this business. I didn't want to do it less before seeing the sample. I don't want to pay for this golden ticket. You move me to try."

The boss yelled: "What are you dead people doing? Someone comes to us to eat overlord's meal, so they can't come out quickly."

He heard a sound of footsteps, and dozens of big men rushed out from behind, each carrying a wooden stick in his hand, obviously prepared.

Zhao Yiming curled his lips in disdain, shook his head and said: "It seems that I have entered a black shop. Didn't I mean that this is the site of the Yanhuo tribe? Isn't anyone in charge?"

The middle-aged man persuaded: "This boss is from the Yanhuo tribe. It's just that he opened a shop here because of his old age and his weakness. You'd better lose money and eliminate disasters!"

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "I belong to a donkey. If you follow my heart, you can do anything. If it doesn't suit my mind, don't even think about it."

With a grin on his face, the boss waved his hand and called out loudly: "Kill me this **** and find out all the money from him."

Zhao Yiming patted the table with his hand, and all the pickles flew into the air. He then flicked his sleeve, and the pickles were shot at the brawny men like bullets.

I heard a scream coming over, these brawny men lay down on the ground, a few hard vegetables stuck in each of them, and they kept wailing there.

The boss was obviously taken aback. He pointed at Zhao Yiming and said: "You guy is so brave. You dare to hurt our Yanhuo people. There is a kind of thing you don't run here. I will ask someone to clean up now. you."

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "I haven't been cleaned up when I grow up. I'm here waiting for you. If you dare not come, I will order your store."

The boss hurriedly turned around and ran out. The middle-aged man once again persuaded him: "That old fellow must have gone to the patrol team. You should run quickly!"

Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "Thank you Xiongtai for your concern, but I've always said my words. Since I have said that I will wait for him here, I will definitely not leave."

The middle-aged man sighed softly, walked to his side, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes and said: "You deserve to be the leader of Mingjiao, he is bold, but you go to die!"

Seeing that his entire palm became fiery red, he patted it with one palm, and a heat wave hit, and this heat wave blew on people's faces, and it seemed extremely hot.

At the same time, a figure flashed at the door, and the boss who had already walked out rushed in again, his hands also turned red, and his fists slammed out, blocking all his retreat.

The brawny men lying on the ground and the diners who were eating at the side also rushed forward at the same time. Although they used different moves, their hands were extremely hot.

Zhao Yiming appeared very calm, kicked the table in front of him, and saw the table tumbling in the air, and he immediately slapped the table with a palm.

The whole table became torn apart, the wooden block hit other people, and the middle-aged man and the old man who were the main attackers at this time had already attacked him.