The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 315 There Are Men in Our Budokan
Hunting Ceremony.

Shen Xinyue blushed and lowered her head.

Shen Mingzhu pondered for a while, then sighed softly: "Xu Cheng, it's true that there are no males in our martial arts hall, otherwise, I wouldn't have reported your name..."

"Your life was picked up by my sister. If you die in the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony, it will be considered as paying back my sister's life!" Shen Xinyue clenched her fists and hurriedly finished speaking, but she didn't dare to look at Xu Cheng .

"What I mean is, I want to know what's going on in this wilderness hunting ceremony." Xu Cheng shook his head and said.

According to the identity he made up before, he is not a martial arts practitioner. He encountered a desolate beast outside Dongyue City. After some pursuit, he escaped by chance, but because of excessive fright, he temporarily lost his memory.

"The Wilderness Hunting Ceremony is once every three years. It is an action to gather the strength of a city of martial arts practitioners and go out of the city to hunt wild beasts."

"The City Lord's Mansion will dispatch an army, and there will be various rewards."

Shen Mingzhu thought about it and introduced it aloud.

"This year we will reward Lingyou motorcycles!" Shen Xinyue raised her head, her eyes lit up, and then she was glared back by Shen Mingzhu.

"A city of martial arts practitioners, plus the army of the city lord's mansion, is considered powerful. Is it enough to hunt wild beasts?" Xu Cheng asked a little puzzled.

According to the introduction of the Shen family sisters, wild beasts can be strong and weak, but they are basically not too strong near the edge of the city.

Most of them are Body Refining Mirror and Spirit Martial Realm, True Martial Realm, very few.

"Young man, that was in the past." Boss Sun, who came over with a tray, put a few large plates of meat on the table, and said, "Now, the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony is very dangerous."

Dangerous?

Xu Cheng looked up at Boss Sun.

Boss Sun glanced at the Shen sisters, then shook his head and said, "I shouldn't have said it, but it's not a secret."

"The top ten martial arts alliances in the city are fighting with each other. Now, more than half of the disciples of the martial arts hall sent out of the city died in the fighting." Boss Sun arranged the bowls and chopsticks, shook his head helplessly, and then said: "Do you want wine? ?”

"Let's have a pot." Shen Mingzhu's words made Shen Xinyue's eyes twinkle with little stars.

"Yes, Uncle Sun invited this jug of wine." Boss Sun turned around and brought a small jug of wine, and then said: "When Master Shen comes back, don't say that I treated you to a drink."

"Eat, eat more meat, build up some strength, and when I get back, I will teach you the Fallen Leaf Fist in our Pearl Budokan." Shen Mingzhu held out her chopsticks rudely.

"Back then, with this boxing technique, my father managed to block several groups of kicking masters and established the Pearl Martial Arts Gym."

When speaking, a trace of arrogance flashed across Shen Mingzhu's face.

Just that Fallen Leaf Fist?
Xu Cheng turned over the boxing technique, the superficial kung fu has no characteristics.

But thinking about it, the two sisters of the Shen family are only at the fourth or fifth level of body training, and I'm afraid they haven't seen any really good exercises.

As for their father, the Master Shen, wouldn't the Pearl Martial Arts Hall not be able to accept disciples?
Shen Xinyue quietly touched the flagon with her hand, then quietly poured a glass for herself, brought it to her mouth, and smiled into crescent moons.

Shen Mingzhu glared at her, and pushed the jug in front of Xu Cheng.

"Eat more meat to increase your strength. Drink some wine to increase the circulation of Qi and blood."

She paused slightly, and said in a low voice: "At least this way, I can live longer in the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony."

Live longer.

Xu Cheng smiled lightly, and he was not polite. He picked up the meat, poured the wine, and sent it directly to his mouth.

At the entrance of the meat, there is a trace of undetectable energy and blood spreading.

This bit of qi and blood has no effect on someone like Xu Cheng who has condensed the blood of the ancient gods to the scorching sun state.

As for the wine, it is also normal, only a little more spicy.

Watching Xu Cheng pour a few glasses of wine, Shen Xinyue blinked her big eyes a few times, and when Shen Mingzhu lowered her head to eat, she stretched her head over to Xu Cheng's ear, "Save a sip for me."

Getting closer, the soft fluff on the girl's cheeks rubbed against Xu Cheng's face, with a warm breath mixed with a hint of alcohol.

Shen Mingzhu raised her head and slapped the table with a cold face: "You only need a glass of wine."

"Who said that?" Shen Xinyue raised her head, reached out to pick up the wine glass in front of Xu Cheng, and gulped it down.

Drinking too fast, a blush appeared on the little girl's face.

Xu Cheng looked at the empty cup and was slightly taken aback.

Do I continue to use this cup, or, don't use it?
……

The meal cost a total of 18 yuan.

When paying the bill, Shen Mingzhu took out a note and a few copper coins.

The banknote was dark green, with a tall palace pattern on the front.

The copper coins are simple, with only numbers and one or two patterns.

The currencies circulating in the Tianwu world are all issued by the Zhongzhou Shenchao. On top of ordinary currencies, there are also spirit coins.

According to Shen Mingzhu's explanation, Xu Cheng is not optimistic about the development of the four barren regions.

Even the power of currency pricing is in the hands of others, isn't it at the mercy of others?

When leaving the tavern, Xu Cheng originally wanted to help Shen Xinyue who was already drunk.

But Shen Mingzhu's eyes of "you want to take advantage of my sister" made him follow behind empty-handed.

The back is also good, the round scenery is also very eye-catching.

Before arriving at the Pearl Martial Arts Hall, Shen Mingzhu, who was walking in front with Shen Xinyue on her back, suddenly stopped.

Xu Cheng, who was a little distracted, almost ran into him.

"Help me take care of Xinyue." Shen Mingzhu handed the little girl over and said in a low voice.

Xu Cheng stretched out his arms to hug the soft body, looked up, and saw three or four people waiting in front of the door of the Pearl Martial Arts Hall.

"Mingzhu, I've been waiting for you." The people on the opposite side also saw Shen Mingzhu and the others coming back, and the forty-year-old strong man with a big belly, a black warrior robe, and a swollen face laughed and came up to meet them.

"Master Gou." Shen Mingzhu put on a cold face and slightly cupped her hands.

"What Hall Master Gou? It's called Uncle Gou." The strong man leaned forward, staring greedily at Shen Mingzhu's pretty face.

"I'm afraid I'll be called old, so I can be called Brother Gou."

Shen Mingzhu took a step back calmly, and said lightly: "Master Shen is joking, my father doesn't have a nephew as old as you."

Hearing Shen Mingzhu's words, the owner of the Gou rubbed his stomach and laughed loudly, then waved his hands and said: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around, looked at Shen Mingzhu and said, "Mingzhu, your father hasn't come back, and there are no males in the Mingzhu Budokan to participate in the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony."

He raised his hand, and the three men in samurai uniforms came up behind him.

The four stood there, and it could be seen that their clothes and badges were the same.

Obviously it belongs to a martial arts gym.

"You guys, I'm going out of Gou Cheng Martial Arts Gym." Gou Gauge owner waved his hand grandly, then looked at Shen Mingzhu: "As long as Mingzhu—"

"There are men in our Budokan." Shen Mingzhu interrupted his words.

"Your father didn't—"

Before Hall Master Gou finished his sentence, Shen Mingzhu moved away to let Xu Cheng who was holding Shen Xinyue come out.

Hall Master Gou stared at Xu Cheng, looked down from his face, saw the badge on his chest, and then down.

Looking at the body being held horizontally by him.

The kid's hands are dishonest.

This is the subconscious thought of the curator Gou.

"Where did this kid come from?" Tavern Master Gou asked with gritted teeth as he stared at Xu Cheng with his fleshy face shaking.

"I picked it up." Shen Mingzhu said expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)