The Brave Master Is the Demon King

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"Sorry, we can't buy you a ticket without a resident sign."

"No, but I have money to buy tickets."

"No, no, this is for the guests."

The staff in blue uniforms stood behind the front desk with a stiff smile and said to a white-haired guest.

The white-haired guest seemed very puzzled, and she kept putting a silver coin at the front desk.

"Is that enough?"

"Guests, money is enough, but if you want to take the train, you must wear your resident token, if you are a foreigner, you must also wear an access certificate, otherwise you give more money, Can't buy tickets either."

"I see, so what."

As the other party took out a gold coin, a pile of silver coins had already been piled on the table.

The staff sighed, and she said: "Guest, don't you say that you don't have any identification? If you do this again, I may have to verify your identity in accordance with the regulations."

"okay then."

This sentence really worked. The other party gave her a bitter look, then put the money on the table back into the bag, and then turned and left.

The waiter was relieved, this is not the first time I have encountered this kind of thing, but...

She raised her head and looked at the back of the white-haired guest. She looked so strange.

...

what! Roar!

A neat voice came from inside the wall. An old man in his sixties walked quickly with two subordinates. He stopped at the door of the martial arts hall, raised his head, and glanced at the vicissitudes of the door plaque. It is written with the words Wu Wuxiu.

"Use a little bit of effort! Didn't you eat? Give me strength!"

The sound of fierce curses reached the door, and the old man crossed the threshold and entered the martial arts gym.

In the open space of the Budokan, a group of shirtless young people are practicing martial arts. They are not uniform in height, short and thin. The same is that there are bitter expressions on their faces, and they are sweating profusely, looking weak.

The three of them walked along the gravel road all the way to the old house, and the sound of cursing came from inside. The old man wiped his beard, then smiled brightly and stepped into the house.

There are two disciples discussing and discussing, and the master is holding his hands and pointing aside, and some strong disciples around are also watching.

"Master Chen!"

"Oh! Oh, Lord Wang Wu! Why are you here, don't notify me, I will ask someone to prepare, you will eat here at noon."

The visiting old man is Wang Wu, the manager of this town.

"No need, Master Chen, I'm here to talk to you about something urgent."

Hearing that, everyone in the field calmed down, and the two people who were discussing also clenched their fists, stopped their movements, and turned their heads.

"What are you looking at! Keep practicing!"

Master Chen yelled aloud, then turned his head and gestured to please, and then slowly walked towards the back door with a few people.

"Big things and small things?"

"A big deal."

Wang Wu frowned and said with an annoyed expression.

"Let's go out and talk."

"Hey, good."

The four of them walked out in this way and came to the backyard.

Master Chen is also a 60-70-year-old man, but his physique is much stronger than Wang Wu, and his eyes are still piercing, unlike a 60-70-year-old man. The two are walking together. It's hard to think that the two are the same age.

Moreover, even in old age, Master Chen is still the most powerful warrior in this town.

They came to the pavilion, and the two young men stood not far away wittily, with their backs facing them.

"Master Chen, you also know that that day is coming soon."

After Wang Wu sat down, Master Chen poured him a cup of tea.

"Are you the day of the martial arts competition? If you remember correctly, there are three days left. Anyway, has our city elected a representative?"

As soon as Master Chen finished speaking, Wang Wu showed embarrassed expression and said:

"Master Chen, don't ask you knowingly, I'm bothering about this."

"what's happenin?"

Wang Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head, drank a cup of tea, and then said: "It is different now. This competition is just as simple as reputation. Our traditional regions now have new regulations, and the current funding is tied to the ranking. As you know, our city’s ranking over the years is really...a bit unsatisfactory."

"Master Wang Wu, it's useless for you to tell me about it. Every year we send out the best disciples."

"The best have been taken away, Master Chen, you really want to help me with this matter."

Master Chen frowned, as if he had noticed something, he poured another cup, said something to drink tea, and then took a sip of it himself.

He sighed and said, "It's really not good. I will play that old man myself."

"Hey, hey! Don't, Master Chen, you are so old."

"What's wrong with my age! Few young people can beat me yet."

Master Chen resolutely said.

Wang Wu showed a look of embarrassment, patted the opponent's hand, and quickly said, "But this event is for young people. I have never doubted your strength, Master Chen, but if you want to go, then Does it make people think that our Tianshan Town can't provide manpower, hey, you are not afraid of being laughed at, I am scary.

"Huh! I'm afraid of a joke, Lord Wang Wu, just tell me what you have."

Master Chen crossed his hands, his sword eyebrows raised, and he was immediately overwhelming.

Wang Wu was hesitant and hesitant. Finally he sighed and said, "Master Chen, how about you let your grandson Chen Bufan compete? He is the only one in our city to enter. People in the top ten."

"He?! Lord Wang, don't talk about it anymore, there is no discussion about this matter, we managed to suppress the matter, and..."

Master Chen rarely showed an expression of grief and anger, and the two eyebrows also sank.

"Just treat him as dead, this kid is already hopeless, let him fend for himself."

"Master Chen, this may be the only way to cheer him up..."

Before Wang Wu finished speaking, he only heard the sound of a broken earthen jar coming from not far away, and something seemed to break in in the backyard.

The two looked back. Someone limped out behind the bonsai and a few pine trees in the yard. The man had a blue nose and swollen face. He was holding his right leg as if he was injured. The most obvious thing was his eyebrows and dust The eyebrows raised like a master.

"Uncommon?"

Wang Wu was surprised.

Yes, he is the grandson of Master Chen.

Both of them were surprised, what happened to him today? How could you be beaten like this.

Everyone in Tianshan Town knows Chen Bufan. He is Master Chen’s grandson. When he was very young, his parents had an accident and grew up in Master Chen’s martial arts hall. Moreover, his talent is good and he can play very well, but one thing happened that made him feel like he changed his personal skills.

Even if he fell on the street, there are only a handful of people in Tianshan Town who can beat him.

"Child! What's the matter? How come you beat people like this?"

Wang Wu stepped forward and asked about www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chen Bufan was also a twenty-year-old adult. He turned his head away, as if he didn't want to face someone.

"Have someone beat me? It deserves it, I can only say that I played well."

His grandfather is falling into trouble.

Chen Bufan snorted, and when he was about to walk away, Wang Wu stopped in front of him and said concerned: "Who did it? Tell Grandpa Wang, see if I can help."

Hearing this, Chen Bufan gritted his teeth and said, "No, it's a woman, a woman with white hair, right over the station."

"A woman with white hair?"

After the two old people listened, their eyes widened.

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