The second floor of the Imperial Palace in the Gibki Imperial Capital is used to find distinguished guests. For example, the first place in the annual exchange meeting, you can live here in the next year. This place is simply a paradise, which is different from the situation where the yellow sand is everywhere outside.
The five people from the Eastern Country are all members of the Bai family. This time the Bai family showed off in the Xuanhai clan. However, their mentors are not from the Xuanhai clan. Strictly speaking, he is similar to Charlie Asja of the Odin Kingdom. Both are humble but have reached a very high peak.
This instructor was called a weird person by their Eastern Kingdoms, and can be simply understood as a martial arts fanatic. No matter what the situation is, as long as he thinks that this person is worth fighting, he will fight in the way the other party is used to and then win. It seems that others have never seen him and duel with others in their own way.
If Bai Qianlu admires the elders, one is his grandfather and the other is this mentor. He is known as the old demon of the Nether Sea, Mengti, and looks like a sirens.
Bai Qianlu first heard the old demon of the Minghai. One day his grandfather mentioned: "No matter how calm a person is, he will be shocked by his eyes when he sees Mengti. It is a strange look with a concave eye socket, but his eyes are protruding. He has a sharp mouth and a long nose, loose hair but very long. His slender arms have thick legs."
"Is that alone?" Bai Qianlu asked his grandfather at that time.
"Well! People call him monsters, he calls himself a martial arts craziness." Bai Qianlu's grandfather said, "If you can be noticed by this person one day, it means that you are very powerful in the Eastern Realm."
"How can he be attracted to?"
"You will know then."
Recalling his grandfather's words, Bai Qianlu showed a helpless smile on his lips. He also knew why his grandfather told him so much, because Old Man Monti liked to drink. And he drank all kinds of wines and ginseng. He had a treasure gourd that could be filled with different wines.
When they met on the first day, the old demon from the Nether Sea threw his gourd directly into Bai Qianlu's hand and said lightly the word "drink".
Then without calling for a stop, Bai Qianlu suddenly poured himself two or three pounds of mixed wine. The same gourd, but every sip of wine came out differently.
"Call me."
The old demon Mengti made such a request, and Bai Qianlu, who likes to win, fights him. The two of them are just ordinary fights. They fought for three days and three nights, but in the end they can't move and fall asleep together.
When he woke up the next day, the old demon Mengti threw the wine to Bai Qianlu again, and "drink!" and finally "fight with me!". However, this time he chose a sword competition. The two fought for two days and two nights without a chance of winning. Later, in the low voice of the old and the young, they became friends of age.
The old demon Monti did not go to the competition between Dongjie Kingdom and Pu France on the first day. Many times he was like now, sitting on a chair, as lazy as if he might fall asleep at any time. If it weren't for the gourd in his hand that was sending wine to his mouth from time to time, others would have thought he was dead.
His appearance is no essential difference between living and dying. But he can know many things without leaving home, and sometimes he can accurately predict many things.
Bai Qianlu had already returned from the arena and entered the Empire Mansion. He saw the old demon queen walking directly to him, snatched the old demon's wine pot, and suddenly gave himself a sip of wine.
"Is Odin lost?" Old Man Monti said happily, "I just said I can't be wrong."
"You were wrong this time." Bai Qianlu said with a smile, "and I think you should regret that you didn't go to see it."
"Very wonderful?" Monti said in surprise, "or is it superb?"
"None of them!" Bai Qianlu's comment was very high.
Monti sat up and said, "Impossible, Impossible! There is no reason! Even if Ike doesn't shit, there is no reason to win."
Bai Qianlu was helpless about Monti's mistaken name of Ike. He felt that people who did not agree with it would not really remember the name of that person with care. Yesterday, Bai Qianlu told Monti about the encounter with Ike. After Monti learned that his surname was Bradin, he said that it was very normal for him to lose to the God of Dispute in argument.
"That little girl in Odin's captain must be strong. Even if the people from the Western Realm have attributes, magic shield and gods, they can still be cracked. The first battle should be Odin's winning." Monti did not go to watch the game, but seemed to be in the scene.
"Yes!" Bai Qianlu replied.
"Then the West Country should not be missed in the second game, so they will definitely send their captain. The Odin sent another little girl, the captain's sister, but what's scary about her is her martial arts. I can smell her martial arts, which is better than the captain's captain's, so the second game is better than the other one, and the Odin will win and continue to win." Monti said.
"Yes!" Bai Qianlu said.
The most powerful thing about the old demon Monti is his nose. As long as he has a higher cultivation level than him, his nose can smell any martial arts. Therefore, most of the time, others cannot hide it in front of him. This is his innate magical skill.
Monti guessed correctly in the first two games. Ike must have appeared, otherwise Bai Qianlu would not have given such a high evaluation. So he thought about it and felt that something was another possibility.
"The third battle is about sword skills. I have seen the young boy from the West Country. It is better than the little prince of Odin's sword skills. If I guess correctly, the child named Qiurizaft was careless at the beginning and was defeated. In this way, Odin's country will lose one game, and they will also lose the fourth game."
The old demon Monti's eyes turned, thought for a while, and said, "Then the problem lies with the mentor of Odin. He definitely did not let Ike play, but let the trainer come on the court without caring about anything. But the mentor of Odin must not understand the other party. The child of the other party who knows the God of Heaven is himself a trainer. Therefore, in the fourth game, the problem lies in the fifth game. I can't guess."
"It's still the young man from the West Country, competing with Ike for swords." Bai Qianlu said, "Ike turned into a sword-carrying man at this time."
"Carry the sword?" The old demon Mengti's eyes were almost bursting out.
Bai Qianlu said to Mengti what he saw with his own eyes: "Have you ever seen a huge sword that is as high as a person? The boy from the Western Frontier asked Ike: 'What is your sword called?' Ike replied: 'This sword is famous'."
"The sword with a height can still beat the genius boy in the Western Frontier Kingdom? It's amazing! Is it good to use footwork?" Mengti guessed in uncertainty now.
"Yes, not exactly." Bai Qianlu said, "He is very confident, and at the same time he is calm. No matter how dangerous the attacks he is, he will not change his face. Moreover, he uses a sword, as flexible as a suitable sword. He can use a huge sword to perform a series of dazzling dance styles."
"How many times?" Monti asked, "In my impression, the fifth company was already the ultimate in an instant."
Bai Qianlu smiled and stretched out his hands, gestured out the number seven, and said, "He used a huge sword to connect seven times at the same time, and there was also a sword to stab."
"Excellent! Extremely exquisite!" Monti said excitedly, "I'm going to find him!"
"This is his hair." After Bai Qianlu knew that he had said it, Monti would definitely want to meet Ike.
With this hair alone, Monty was able to find Ike's residence. He could not wait to meet this man named Ike.