After Lin Xiao left, Xiang Luoxi looked ahead attentively. That was where the Wangxiantai was. It was rumored that internal martial arts masters did not dare to approach this place. I wonder if it was really so evil.
At the same time, Xiang Luoxi glanced at the distribution of the entire venue and couldn't help but frowned.
With Wangxiandai as the center, the surrounding seats are arranged in a circle, divided into three floors. The first floor is a cloth futon, the second floor is replaced by an animal skin futon, and the third floor where I am is extremely ordinary.
straw futon.
Xiang Luoxi reached out and pulled out a weed from the futon under her buttocks, feeling a little angry in her heart.
Looking around, there are a lot of people sitting on straw futons, but the people on the first two floors are slightly sparse, especially the first floor, which is less than ten meters away from Wangxian Terrace, with a total of twenty seats.
But only three people were seated.
On the second floor, the number of seats has doubled, but the number of people is still pitiful. There are only twice the number of seats on the first floor. What does this mean?
Xiang Luoxi felt unbalanced in her heart for a moment. If she had arrived a little late and the seat in front of her was occupied by someone else, she would still have accepted it. But at this time, there were obviously very few people on the first two floors, and she could only sit on the outermost edge?
This is not a question of the type of futon, this is a question of your own strength!
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Xiao took himself directly to the third floor. This made Xiang Luoxi a little angry, and he was full of anger, but had nowhere to vent it.
Isn't this clearly divided into three, six and nine? Xiang Luoxi was extremely disgusted with such discriminatory behavior. Then he took a deep breath and said that he could not let it go. After all, this was a grand event organized by the Bibo Chamber of Commerce.
, if he makes trouble on his own, I'm afraid he will be cleared out directly.
"Hey, son, that friend of yours doesn't seem to have any blood, so he just sits on the third floor calmly? That's for people who only have access to the first line. What if this kid really doesn't have this much strength?"
A few dozen meters away from here, the middle-aged man said with a smile. Lin Xiao stood beside him, also confused.
The man's name is Lin Jingyou, and he is Lin Xiao's father. He is also the patriarch of the Lin family, one of the three major families. He dominates the family and is extremely powerful. Among the three major families, he is only weaker than the head of the Fan family and ranks second.
There was a trace of doubt on Lin Xiao's face, how could this be possible? Judging from Xiang Luoxi's dissatisfaction with Fan Zijin's provocation, he shouldn't be someone who could swallow his anger so easily. According to his father's instructions, he took Xiang Luoxi to the
On the third level, you are with those who are weak and above the level, just waiting to see him explode.
But who would have thought that Xiang Luoxi seemed to have changed his personality, sitting there calmly without making any big moves.
"It's impossible. Brother Xiang has an unyielding personality. How could he sit there so calmly? Is it possible that Brother Xiang doesn't know the rules?"
Lin Xiao said doubtfully.
The rule he mentioned is that among the seats on these three floors, if someone is unwilling to sit in the back, he can actively choose to challenge the person in front. The reason why there is a distance of more than ten meters on each floor is that
This was done to facilitate the fight between these people, but Xiang Luoxi didn't seem to know this rule.
Lin Xiao turned around and prepared to go down from the high platform to tell Xiang Luoxi this rule.
"stop!"
Lin Jingyou called out to him loudly.
"Don't tell this boy, I
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Let's see if he has the courage! Huh, I went to the old guy from the Fan family to ask Fan Ziyu to help you two in the freshman assembly. How could you regret it so easily? "
"Although I can't stand that little guy from the Fan family, no matter how powerful he is, if this kid can't satisfy me, you two will have no choice but to go with Fan Ziyu. After all, Shuang'er can't just stay in the family.
middle."
Speaking of this, Lin Jingyou's eyes became full of flavor. Lin Xiao was about to say something for Xiang Luoxi, but after seeing his father's appearance, he silently closed his mouth.
"Then I'd better meet another friend. Brother Xiang is pretty good, but compared to Fan Ziyu, he's still far behind. I still have a suitable candidate..."
As he spoke, Lin Xiao had already walked off the high platform and secretly glanced at the place where the Fan family was sitting. Fan Ziyu was not there.
"Really, didn't Xiao Yu agree to come early? This grand event is about to begin, why is there still no one there?"
Turning his eyes forward, Xiang Luoxi's eyes were always watching the people around him. Most of the people just passed through the gate and sat directly on the third floor. The distance between everyone on the third floor was only two or three meters.
, there are a total of fifty seats, but the number of people participating is far more than these.
Within half an hour, all the seats on the third floor were full, but there were few people who took the initiative to sit on the second floor. Xiang Luoxi frowned. If he wanted to sit on the first two floors, he would need a lot of strength.
It shouldn't be high, right? Although Xiang Luoxi is not very confident in his own strength, although he is not at the top of this group of people, he is at least in the middle and upper class. How can he only sit in the third row?
There were some stubborn people who walked all the way past Xiang Luoxi and walked to the seats on the second floor. They looked at the futon made of animal skins and seemed not satisfied, so they walked forward again.
Xiang Luoxi raised his eyebrows. This person's strength is only to open up two connections. He can easily deal with him. How dare he stride to the seats on the first floor?
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind Xiang Luoxi.
"Hahaha, isn't this Brother Xiang?"
Following the sound, a white figure appeared in front of Xiang Luoxi, it was Junzi Dao from before.
Junzidao looked at Xiang Luoxi with a smile on his face, gently flapped the feather fan in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Brother Xiang, why are you sitting on the third floor? With your strength, it is not impossible to sit on the first floor. Why do you have to endure living on the third floor?"
There seemed to be a question mark on Xiang Luoxi's face, and he asked in confusion:
"Brother Zidao, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that I can actively choose the position in front?"
Junzidao smiled and said nothing, and pointed the feather fan forward slowly. Xiang Luoxi stood up and looked in the direction of the feather fan.
I saw a young man in a gray gown silently walking forward. He did not stop after passing the second floor, but walked straight to the man who had previously sat on the first floor.
"Brother Xiang, be careful. The young man in gray is Master Muyuan of Tianshui City. Although he has only opened two channels, his strength is at the top of the pyramid among those who have opened two channels. Even if he has opened three channels,
People from the Pulse Line may not be able to defeat him, Muyuan, and that kid will have to suffer a lot."
Muyuan has a tall and graceful figure, and her appearance is even more outstanding. She looks low-key in gray clothes, but
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His behavior was very different from his appearance. He walked behind the man with a cold expression and said lightly:
"I've taken a fancy to your position."
This short sentence instantly ignited the man's anger. He immediately jumped up and stared at Mu Yuan with anger, his eyes wanting to tear him apart. The dispute between the two naturally attracted the attention of the people around him:
"Look, someone is the first to grab a seat!"
"Eh? Isn't that Mr. Muyuan from Tianshui City? According to his strength, he can just find a seat on the first floor. Why do we have to attack that person?" one person asked.
"Hey, isn't this obvious? There are only twenty positions in the first floor. The three major families and Bibo Shanghui's family occupy three positions, leaving only eight positions for others. Just choose Muyuan instead.
If that kid makes an attack, others will take note of his position."
All in all, you can sit where you have the strength. Only two connections have been opened. Unless you are a powerful being like Muyuan, it is impossible to sit on the first floor. It is better to weigh how much you have.
Moreover, this behavior can be regarded as Muyuan demonstrating to others and showing his strength. No one will come to compete for his position without overestimating his own capabilities, which can avoid some unnecessary troubles.
"Bah, why should I give up my seat to you? You and I are about the same strength. There is a seat next to me, so why don't you sit there."
The man obviously didn't know Muyuan's strength, otherwise he wouldn't have said such arrogant words. Muyuan looked at him coldly and stretched out three fingers.
"Here? Who is that bastard? You can't recognize that this is Muyuan? There is no such a famous person in Bibo City on weekdays?" a person watching asked.
"It seems that he is the son of a small city. I remember he is the Zhou family of Bailiu City. Bailiu City is not strong, so the Zhou family has always dominated the city."
"It turns out to be that little family, haha." One person laughed, and then looked forward with disdain:
"I remember that the Zhou family did not live in their own small city. This young master may not have seen much of the world. When he first entered Bibo City, he encountered such a person."
While others were still talking about it, the young master from the Zhou family had been thrown away. Many people did not even see the process clearly, and the man flew directly out for more than ten meters.
Xiang Luoxi saw the whole process clearly. After Mu Yuan retracted all his fingers, the man still stood on his seat with a look of disdain. In the next second, Mu Yuan directly pinched his neck.
He still wanted to resist, but the powerful force made him lose consciousness instantly. Muyuan casually threw him and he was thrown ten meters away.
After doing this, Muyuan clapped his hands expressionlessly and said to himself:
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
After that, Muyuan went straight to the seat next to him and did not sit in the seat of the previous person.
This kind of way of establishing authority for others is unprecedented. If you throw someone out and don't sit in the seat they have sat in, then won't they be thrown out in vain?
If he saw this scene, the young master who was thrown away would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot, but unfortunately, he was still in a coma at this time.
The guards of the Bibo Chamber of Commerce stepped forward, picked up the man, and walked outside.