Heifeng Lane, the top floor of Fuwang Building.

As soon as Wang Jun walked up the stairs, he saw Li Xuanchen coming up to him.

"Ajun, you're finally here. If you go any slower, my bones will be ripped off."

Li Xuanchen looked embarrassed and vomited bitterness in a low voice.

At this time, Wang Jun crossed Li Xuanchen's shoulder and saw Sun Buwu standing not far away.

Sun Buwu said nothing, his eyes were dark, like someone staring into the abyss, staring at Li Xuanchen's back.

Why did Brother Wu run out... Wang Jun raised his eyebrows, hinting at Li Xuanchen.

Li Xuanchen didn't notice and was still mumbling: "Hey, you don't know, there is an old guy inside, it's really scary to death."

Wang Jun twitched the corner of his mouth and reminded tactfully again:

"I have been in Black Front Alley for a few days, but I have never seen you, Brother Chen, make such an expression. Is there a very scary person in the box?"

"It's more than terrifying, it's simply... like the oppressive force of a mountain god suppressing the mortal world," Li Xuanchen deliberately raised his orchid fingers and said with a pinched tone: "The slave family really can't stand it."

Brother Chen can't stop him even if he wants to die...Wang Jun coughed dryly, held Li Xuanchen's shoulders and rotated him hard.

"Ajun, please don't touch my body," Li Xuanchen slapped Wang Jun's palm away, "You don't know, I was messing with Zhao Zhixuan's affairs just now, and I happened to see the old man's profile. I couldn't believe it at first.

, I simply walked over, thinking of taking a more look and confirming."

At this point, his face turned purple, as if he was holding a breath in his chest and abdomen, unable to breathe.

Phew~~~~~~~~~~~

Exhaling a breath, Li Xuanchen continued:

"You don't know this by looking at it. You'll be shocked when you see it. My master is actually back!"

"He...he also poured tea for the old man who looked very familiar."

As he spoke, he covered his crotch with both hands, feeling excited all over his body.

"Ajun, if you saw that scene, you would definitely understand me. I was so scared that I was so scared! The old immortal of the Sun family actually..."

"Who the hell are you saying is immortal?" Sun Buwu took a step forward, shrunk to an inch, and stood behind Li Xuanchen, with his fingers spread wide and veins bulging on his palms, making them look like tiger claws.

The soft flesh of Li Xuanchen's lower back was tightly clasped.

"It hurts, it hurts! Brother Wu, don't act like a ghost and suddenly appear behind others."

Li Xuanchen turned into a shadow while begging for mercy.

The shadow was like water, flowing down the ground and reaching three meters away in the blink of an eye.

call out!

The shadows swell, turning from two-dimensional patterns into three-dimensional portals.

Li Xuanchen walked out and waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's not what I meant. Brother Wu, please don't misunderstand me. Who is your old man? He is a true human hero and the supreme idol. I have no time to worship him! Isn't it because he is too excited and his speech is a bit incoherent?"

Sun Buwu calmly stopped and said, "I won't do it next time."

Li Xuanchen nodded repeatedly and immediately looked at Wang Jun.

"Ajun, please be patient. In front of Mr. Sun, you must resist. Don't be afraid to speak just because you are under too much pressure."

Wang Jun's eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he had made an association.

At this time, the smartphone screen automatically lit up in his trouser pocket.

Qi on the screen twisted her mouth and smiled evilly.

"The number one man in the Federation, the strongest human being, just said, I didn't expect to see Xiao Junjun soon, it must be very interesting."

"If the status gap between creatures of the same race is very obvious, the resulting sense of oppression is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear."

"I hope Xiao Junjun will not be embarrassed."

In the corner of the screen, Ayao was training how to use the sickle while saying:

"The master may be introverted, but he is very determined in his conduct and will not be embarrassed."

"Hard to say." Qi shrugged.

The smartphone screen dimmed, and at the same time, Sun Buwu led Wang Jun to the door of the box.

Tuk-tuk-tuk~~~~

He knocked on the door three times, and a strong middle-aged man's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Sun Buwu turned his head, held Wang Jun's shoulders, and squeezed hard.

"My grandfather and Boss Ye Zhen are just stronger humans, don't be too stressed."

Next to him, Li Xuanchen crossed his arms and said, "Both of them are pervert-level monsters. How can a normal person not be afraid of them?"

Sun Buwu: "..."

Wang Jun shook his head and said softly: "Brother Chen, you are really brave."

Li Xuanchen tilted his head, his eyes full of question marks.

Wang Jun explained: "You know that Mr. Sun and Boss Ye are super masters, haven't you ever thought about how sensitive their ears are?"

For lv3, within a radius of 50 meters, any wind blow will appear in detail.

So what about Peak lv4 and Xeon lv5?

Li Xuanchen: (っ°Д°;) I’m shocked!!!

At this moment, he even wanted to die, and countless sets of pictures appeared in his mind, each of which was the punishment imposed by his master.

It's called training, but it's actually torture from hell. Only by experiencing it personally can you know that sometimes death is really a blessing.

Before opening the door, the three people communicated slowly, but in fact they were quick.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened, and Sun Buwu walked into the box first.

"He is Wang Jun." Sun Buwu's introduction was simple and straightforward.

At the head of the table, an old man looked at Wang Jun and said with a smile: "Okay, the young man seems to be in good spirits. Boss Xiaoye, you have got another good seedling in Heifeng Alley."

The person known as "Boss Xiaoye" is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his early 40s, with a head full of fiery red messy long hair, which is particularly eye-catching.

He has a well-proportioned figure and a resolute face. He is wearing a gray Chinese-style buttoned robe that has been washed until it turns white, and he carries a sword on his back.

Wang Jun could only see the sword hilt and the ferocious beast carved on it.

In Chinese myths and legends, a dragon gives birth to nine sons.

The second son——Yaiju!

It has the body of a jackal and the head of a dragon. It has a strong personality, is brave and good at fighting, and is fond of killing and war. It is engraved on the ring of the sword, and the hilt of the sword swallows its mouth.

The original meaning of Yaizi is to glare angrily, as the saying goes, "A meal of virtue must be repaid, and Yaizi's hatred must be repaid." Retribution will inevitably lead to death, and Yaizi becomes the incarnation of killing all evil.

Suddenly seeing the familiar culture from his past life, Wang Jun's eyes suddenly shrank and he was speechless for a long time.

Next to him, Li Xuanchen cursed:

"Ajun is so stupid. The real god is obviously Mr. Sun. Why are you looking at my master in a daze?"

"Maybe his strength is too low and he misjudged the strength of the two people."

"It is indeed possible. Mr. Sun's aura is restrained and there is no difference at all. Ajun probably thinks that my master is stronger..."

Mr. Sun is Sun Lutang. He likes to wear a white vest, five-point gray cloth shorts, and old-fashioned flip-flops. At first glance, he does not look like an expert, but more like an ordinary old man next door.

It's like the kind that I might nag you about trivial things at any time.

In contrast, "Xiaoye" is meticulous, has no smile on his face, and his brows are always formed into a deep "Chuan". Coupled with his clothes and ancient sword, his masterly demeanor is unparalleled.

Li Xuanchen shook his head incomprehensibly, his heart beeping wildly:

"Tsk tsk tsk, Ajun is still young after all..."

"However, this also gave me a good reminder that a master must have the skills of a master, otherwise it is easy for casual people to make mistakes."

"How embarrassing would it be if no one paid attention to our pretense?!"

He suddenly felt pretty good. There was someone "weaker" than him, so he didn't have to bear the overwhelming pressure.

"Calling Ajun over, you were right!!!" Li Xuanchen laughed secretly in his heart.

Later, Wang Jun and others sat down. After Sun Buwu's introduction, Wang Jun knew that the white-haired old man was Sun Lutang.

The meaning behind this name is not simple.

Sun Lutang, who has reached the peak of martial arts and reached the end of the extraordinary road, is recognized as the strongest by all mankind.

Wang Jun had only heard of his legend before, but he didn't expect to see the real person so soon.

"Mr. Sun." Wang Jun bowed his hands.

Sun Lutang's eyes were filled with surprise, but he immediately returned to normal and returned the gesture with clasped fists.
To be continued...