Jiang Li, who was honest and generous by nature, rushed out of the guest room of the city lord's palace and came to the meeting hall, where he saw the melancholy face of King Zhantan.
"Uncle, I'm really bored. I wonder if there are any interesting places in Zhantan City?"
King Zhantan had a smile on his face and looked very kind. He said: "Of course there are many fun places. There is a martial arts training ground somewhere in the east city. I think it should be a suitable place for you."
Jiang Li loved fighting the most, so how could King Zhantan not know about it. Seeing him running out of the city lord's palace, he shouted again: "Xiannephew, tomorrow we will have an internal selection competition in Jiezhou, you have to come and take a look!"
Jiang Li said hello and disappeared without a trace.
What an idiot. How could a barbarian clan leader have such a son? But it’s okay, it’s easy to control! King Zhan Tan gave a dark smile.
Suddenly, soldiers came to report that the members of the Lvque tribe participating in the trial had arrived at Zhantan City and requested to enter the city.
King Zhantan frowned. In addition to the Zhantan royal family, there are only two large tribes left in Jiezhou, one is the Tiger tribe and the other is the Luque tribe. Naturally, the Luque tribe cannot be compared with the Zhantan tribe, but its strength is not bad.
, slightly inferior to the Tiger Clan.
What puzzled King Zhantan was, when did Lu Que dare to come to the trial? What would be their purpose?
"Let them enter the city and keep some distance from the Tiger Clan. They must not be allowed to have any contact!"
He was just suspicious, worried about some conspiracy between Lu Que and the Tiger Clan!
King Zhantan has turned his suspicious attention to the Tiger Clan, so all the soldiers outside the Young Prince's Mansion have also withdrawn, giving the Zixuan Sect their freedom. However, they cannot leave Zhantan City.
Mo Wuxie was planning how to find some benefits in this chaos. There would definitely be no chance in the young prince's residence, so he pretended to have nothing to do and went to the streets to relax.
From afar, he saw a chaotic scene. Among them, a bald man made his eyes light up. Who could he be if it wasn't Jiang Li?
At this time, Jiang Li's situation seemed not to be good. He was surrounded by a group of people, and three people were attacking him.
Mo Wuxie looked into the distance and was trying to identify where this group of people came from. There were a hundred people in this group, all dressed in blue linen shirts. It was obvious at a glance that they were not from the Zhantan tribe. Some of them were cheering, and some were shouting.
Beat this bastard to death. Some people sneak up on Jiang Li from time to time. In short, these people are not good at first sight. Not to mention their obscene and shameless behavior, they are also very insidious!
Jiang Li was his younger brother. Although Jiang Li's identity was added out of curiosity at the time, since he was his younger brother, there was no reason to see him being bullied!
He did not choose to intervene directly, but was still waiting and watching. At least for the time being, Jiang Li would not be in too much danger. He was observing the strong ones in this group of people. What surprised him was that there were four of them in this group of people.
Wu Sheng, three of them are besieging Jiang Li, and one is watching the battle, and they make sneak attacks from time to time.
Among this group of people, there was one young man who stood out in particular. He was dressed in silk and satin and had a handsome jade face. At a glance, it was obvious that he was a noble descendant of a large tribe.
The young man just watched with his hands behind his hands. Everyone else was very respectful. It was obvious at a glance that this young man was the leader of the group.
Mo Wuxie was confused.
Regarding the selection competition, it is now a hot topic in the city, and Mo Wuxie naturally knows about it. He is wondering which tribe this is from? Are they here to participate in the selection competition?
He walked forward, but before he got close to this group of people, a group of people came forward and stopped him at once. One person said proudly: "Second place is under martial law, please find another way!"
Mo Wuxie sneered and said, "This is Zhantan City, the territory of the Zhantan tribe. When it comes to martial law, they are the only ones who have the qualifications. Who do you think you are?"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked over and stared at him with expressions like they were looking at an idiot.
The man shouted coldly: "If you were in the Luque Clan, your words would kill you a hundred times. It's still too late to get out now!"
It was obvious that they judged from Mo Wuxie's decoration that Mo Wuxie was not from the Zhantan tribe, so they acted so presumptuously.
Mo Wuxie couldn't help but feel a little warm. Are these guys so arrogant that they think they are the king of heaven?
At this time, the martial saint who was watching the battle crossed the crowd and walked to the front, staring at Mo Wuxie. He drew out the ghost-headed sword on his back and sneered: "Are you from the Zixuan Sect? Maybe others are afraid of you, the Zixuan Sect, but
We, the Luque tribe, are not afraid, and you should get out of here if you are sensible enough, otherwise, you will become a dead soul under my sword!"
No matter how good-tempered Mo Wuxie was, he was furious at this moment. He quickly took out the giant sword from his back and slashed it at the Martial Saint. At the same time, he shouted: "You guys are nothing!"
This sword is as heavy as Mount Tai, the offensive swordsmanship of the Zixuan Sect!
He did not release the sword energy, but hid all the sword energy in the giant sword, and activated the blue crystal. Therefore, the blue light of his giant sword was extremely dazzling at this time.
Mo Wuxie said he would do it, which made the Martial Saint slightly stunned. Then he drew out the Ghost Head Saber and slashed at him.
With a bang, Mo Wuxie's body swayed slightly, and the arrogant Martial Saint flew backwards like a cannonball, knocking away the Lu Que clan members and crashing into the duel field surrounded by the Lu Que clan.
Everyone stopped and looked at Mo Wuxie in shock, but their eyes were filled with murderous intent!
Jiang Li also looked at Mo Wuxie blankly. Originally, he was beaten by three guys and was unable to resist. Coupled with the sneak attacks by some wretched guys, he suffered terribly and kept cursing. At this time, he saw
This scene, with a look of shock on his face, seemed to make him see the God of War reappearing!
Mo Wuxie sneered and said, "A coward like you is still making noise? Just ask me to change my path?"
Wu Sheng, who was blasted away by his sword, got up in embarrassment, spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale. He finally got scared and looked at the young man.
The young man no longer paid attention to Jiang Li, but crossed the crowd, came to the front, looked at Mo Wuxie, and said with a smile: "I admire your courage very much, well, you are not on par with that bald idiot, you are both the idiot type, right?"
!Since you think living is a painful thing, then I will give you a ride!"
His arrogant words revealed his identity, and Mo Wuxie immediately determined that this guy was the son of the leader of the Luque tribe, and he should have passed the adult ceremony, otherwise, he would not have such power and lawlessness!
He glanced at the giant sword in his hand indifferently, then looked at Jiang Li who was stunned, and said: "Is your kid not dead? Why are you so stunned?"
Jiang Li touched his bald head in embarrassment and said with a silly smile: "I'm sorry, you are so powerful, you remind me of my boss!"
Mo Wuxie asked in confusion: "Your boss? Who is it?"
Jiang Li thought for a moment and said: "It seems that I don't know his name either. I met him in the Tianqi Mountains. He said he would accept me as his younger brother, and he also said he would come to the barbarians to find me. But many days have passed, and I don't know.
You know why you haven’t come to me yet!”
Mo Wuxie suddenly smiled slightly, isn't this guy's boss himself? It's a pity that you don't recognize me, but I recognize you!
They continued to talk and had left the Lu Que tribe aside. This made the young man's face suddenly darken and he shouted: "Kill these two bastards for me!"