Shura Temple

Chapter 718 Memories
"Mr. Wen? You are..." The person who spoke was Cheng Xia, the son of a big businessman in Licheng. He came here to join in the fun, but unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance, and asked Wenhao suspiciously.

Wen Hao casually waved his hand at Cheng Xia, not going to talk to him.

Wenhao looked down on Cheng Xia, not only because Cheng Xia and his family were in business, and the businessman's status in the city was not high, but also because Wenhao's father and Cheng Xia's father were not on good terms in Licheng, but Cheng Xia seemed like a normal person. He also always loves to dazzle in front of his eyes, which makes Wenhao even more irritable.

Wenhao was not in the mood to start a conversation with Cheng Xia, but that did not prevent his cronies from taking the opportunity to show their hospitality.

"Mr. Wen is going to participate in a martial arts competition to recruit relatives."

"Mr. Wen, show us your skills and let everyone see and see."

"That's right, Mr. Wen, I heard that today's martial arts competition is for Wang Wanqing, the daughter of Lord Wang Cheng of Licheng, who is a famous beauty in Licheng."

"Yes, show us your hands, Mr. Wen." People around echoed.

The voices from the crowd became louder and louder like a heat wave, and it didn't take long to attract the attention of the host on the ring.

For a while, the competition between the two in the kung fu arena was coming to an end, and the final result was that the stronger man who looked bigger won.

The host pretended to be happy and said a few words to bless the strong man, which aroused applause from the surroundings, and then looked around and shouted loudly.

"Which warrior is here to challenge?"

The people in the audience whispered about the possibility of their own victory, and after a while, many people were already ready to move.

But the host went straight to Wen Hao and said seriously.

"Mr. Wen, hello, you can call me Mr. Xu, will you also come to our royal family's martial arts contest to recruit relatives?"

Xu Lao's voice was neither loud nor low, but it attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What? Is that the son of the famous Wen family?"

"I heard that he broke through the sixth heaven at a young age..."

For a while, it was full of praise for the literary giant.

Wen Hao looked at his friends who had been flattering him all the time from the very beginning, but he was very happy in his heart.

Although he is a little unhappy now, he still has to stand on the ring.

The ending is naturally the writer's victory not without surprises, and he also gained a lot of fans.

Just when he was complacent, a gust of evil wind came from the distant sky, accompanied by a violent gust of wind, and people were fascinated by it. They squinted their eyes to block the wind, and looked in the direction of the wind in embarrassment.

The wind was so strange that it almost dyed the sky red, patches of black and red.

Until the end, some people were so blown that they couldn't stand and fell to the ground.The blood-red demon wind barely stopped on the ring.

Wenhao opened his eyes in displeasure, and saw that the visitor was dressed in black, with purple hair, very handsome, even better than Wenhao, but Wenhao was a masculine beauty, but the visitor lacked a bit of masculinity The aura is a bit more feminine and beautiful, but this femininity does not appear weak at all, but a murderous look.

The man caused quite a commotion when he came. He smiled sideways, and when he opened his mouth, he was mesmerized.

"Hello, little bum, I'm Long Xiaotian."

Long Xiaotian, everyone knows everyone, and likewise, he does all kinds of evil.

No one doesn't know him, and no one doesn't hate him.

Wen Hao didn't care who he was, he was just very upset by the sudden appearance of this person who stole his limelight.

Wen Hao responded unceremoniously to him.

"Master, I don't care who you are, you slowed down in the wrong place, apologize to me truthfully and leave."

Long Xiaotian smiled instead of anger, looked at him leisurely, raised a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, deliberately teasing Wenhao.

"Ah, it seems that I disturbed your interest in meeting the beauty, but I didn't mean it. I came to ask Mr. Xu for something."

Elder Xu stood aside and didn't dare to show his anger, but he stumbled out and said when he was called suddenly.

"Lord Longyuan, you, just say what you want, and I'll give it to you."

Long Xiaotian waved his hand.

"This is against the rules. I know you have a special prize for Martial Arts Recruitment No. 2. I just want that."

"That, yes, I'll bring it to you."

"Old Xu, you are really confused. I haven't compared it yet. How can you give it to me? How can you convince the public by doing business like this."

Elder Xu broke out in a cold sweat when he heard his words. This Dragon City mainly participates in martial arts contests to recruit relatives, isn't it just to deal with the literary master.

Legend has it that the Lord of the Dragon City is a man who must take revenge, but now it seems to be true. The Lord of the Dragon City must want to teach him a lesson because he was the one who made a bad speech just now.

But Wenhao is not a subdued master. Although Wenhao is already a master of martial arts, he must still be far behind the Dragon City Lord. Compared with the two, it will definitely be a bloodbath.

Elder Xu felt that he was innocent, but he had to.

So he bit the bullet and told Wenhao.

"Mr. Wen, look at this."

Wen Hao didn't even look at Old Xu, he snorted coldly and shot at Long Xiaotian.

The two fought vigorously and magnificently, and the surrounding trees, flowers and plants flew up uncontrollably with the sword aura of the two of them. In fact, the two fought only four or five moves.

Even these short moves, from the outsiders' point of view, are very exciting.Long Xiaotian deliberately teased the writer, and he deliberately stretched the battle line, otherwise Long Xiaotian could have knocked him down with two moves.

Even so, Wenhao's eyes widened in disbelief when he spit blood and knelt down on the ground.

He couldn't believe that what he should be proud of all along was not enough for him to make two moves in front of this man. He was very shocked and couldn't believe it.

Is his name Long Xiaotian, Wenhao thought quietly in his heart.

Then, I heard the man whispering to Mr. Xu.

"I surrender."

It is simply a shame.For writers.

The people under Lei's stage looked at each other, and everyone could tell who the winner of this competition was, but Long Xiaotian conceded defeat after beating Wenhao until he lost his offensive ability, just for No.2.Wenhao was ashamed and thrown home.

This is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

Mr. Xu took out the special item tremblingly, Long Xiaotian held it with one hand, and after looking at the underground writer with a sneer, he went away in a gust of wind.

And Wenhao knelt on the ground, clenched his fists tightly.

The memory ends.

Wen Hao lowered his head ridiculously, that's all, what do you want him to do with such a far away matter.

It was getting deeper and deeper, Wenhao wasn't thinking about these messy things, he stretched out the quilt, lay down a little tired, and fell asleep.

There are more important things to do tomorrow, and the most important thing now is to raise your spirit and state.

(End of this chapter)