The strongest starting system

Chapter 258 Protection Fee

A name suddenly appeared in the strong man's mind, but this idea was immediately dismissed by him. It is absolutely impossible for such a fantasy to happen.

"Since you are a newly promoted inner sect disciple with a good name, let me tell you some rules." The strong man rolled his eyes and said.

"I would like to hear the details." Zhao Wushuang nodded slightly, and it was this way when he first arrived at Yanyao Holy Land. He really didn't know anything about the rules here.

"Hey, it's over for this kid, and he met Chen Shan."

"He seemed to say that his name was Zhao Wushuang just now? Don't you think this name is a bit familiar?"

"It seems a bit familiar to say so, as if I have heard it somewhere."

Everyone was puzzled. They looked at Zhao Wushuang's young face and felt sorry for him.

Chen Shan put on his shirt, and stared at Zhao Wushuang with a cold and condescending expression. With his height of more than two meters and his strong muscles, he felt extremely oppressive.

Zhao Wushuang frowned, Chen Shan's posture was undoubtedly putting pressure on him, but Zhao Wushuang was not afraid at all, but looked at him with interest.

"The inner disciples of Yanyao Holy Land know that if they want to survive here, they must find a backer, and I, Chen Shan, are your best choice." Chen Shan patted his chest and made a dull sound.

"So?" Zhao Wushuang smiled slightly.

"So?" Chen Shan patted Zhao Wushuang on the shoulder and said, "If you pay me enough, I can guarantee you to sit back and relax in this inner sect!"

"I don't know how many spirit stones you are talking about?" Zhao Wushuang sneered in his heart. It seemed that the protection fee was collected from him, but he was a little curious, did the higher-ups not care about this kind of thing?

Allowing new disciples to be oppressed seems to make it difficult for a disciple to feel a sense of belonging.

This is what Zhao Wushuang doesn't understand.

"Not much, I want a thousand middle-grade spirit stones." Chen Shan grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Zhao Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "I can bear this amount."

Chen Shan looked at Zhao Wushuang as if you were very sensible, his eyes were full of admiration.

"However." Zhao Wushuang paused, and continued: "I don't want to give it."

"What?" Chen Shan glared angrily, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that without my protection, you will be unable to take a single step in this inner sect!"

Zhao Wushuang laughed and said, "I won't think about the difficulty of moving an inch. Now we change roles. You hand over your storage ring, and I will spare you."

People around looked at Zhao Wushuang like a fool, he dared to talk to Chen Shan in such a tone, could it be that he didn't know that Chen Shan was a half-step Wuzong?

Besides, behind him is Ye Qingyu?This is a big figure in the inner sect!
Chen Shan was just a pawn he used to collect protection fees. Most of the collected spirit stones were basically handed in, and most people would do this kind of thing.

Because the competition in Yanyao Holy Land is too fierce, ordinary disciples can't get training resources at all, and if they practice here, if they are a little slack, they will be overtaken by later generations.

Therefore, many old disciples will use this method to obtain cultivation resources, not only in the inner sect, but also in the outer sect.

"It's over, this kid is over, the last time a kid spoke to Chen Shan in this tone, he was beaten until he couldn't get out of bed for three months, and fled back to the outer door!"

"Isn't it? Chen Shan has a backer like Ye Qingyu, so he dares to have no scruples in the inner sect. If not, he would have been hacked into pieces."

"Many of the new disciples are like this kid, and they are not afraid of tigers when they are newborns. This time, I have learned a lesson."

All the disciples lamented that Zhao Wushuang was so young and energetic, and getting a lesson could be regarded as accumulating experience for himself.

"Boy, are you teasing me?" Chen Shan said coldly with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Aren't you joking just now?" Zhao Wushuang looked at him fearlessly, and paused every word.

"Looking for death!" Chen Shan was furious, and his half-step Wuzong's terrifying aura erupted from his body. An extremely dazzling golden light bloomed from his body, and a phantom of a tiger appeared behind him. This is a kind of animal-shaped artistic conception, but it was cultivated by Chen Shan The ultimate realm.

When he stepped forward, the ground shattered with a bang, astonishing chasms suddenly appeared, and an indescribable terrifying coercion came towards Zhao Wushuang.

But Zhao Wushuang seemed to be facing a cloud of air, and was not affected at all. Chen Shan was slightly taken aback, then roared, and jumped up like a tiger descending a mountain. A huge tiger's head emerged from his huge fist. This is like hearing a real tiger roar.

Zhao Wushuang raised his arm slowly, stretched his fingers, and pointed on the phantom of the tiger's head impartially.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound came out, and under the shocked eyes of everyone, the phantom of the tiger's head burst instantly and turned into dots of light, which were quite dazzling.

"What?" Chen Shan stepped back two steps, looking at Zhao Wushuang in disbelief.

"Continue." Zhao Wushuang smiled and hooked him.

"Bastard! Don't put on airs there!" Chen Shan still didn't believe that the kid in front of him could easily destroy his offensive. With a roar, a scorching flame burned on his body, and the phantom of the tiger behind him was covered with a layer of flame.

Tiger Flame Divine Fist!

Chen Shan's strength is really not covered, he does have the capital of arrogance, the artistic conception of fire has already comprehended the eighth floor, and the distance from the ninth floor is only a thin line.

The extremely fierce offensive exploded, Zhao Wushuang raised his eyelids lightly, looked at the flaming tiger charging forward, raised his finger again, and tapped on Xuying's forehead.

Boo!
Zhao Wushuang's finger pierced through, and the flames on the tiger phantom seemed to be summoned, and it completely clung to Zhao Wushuang's hand, and the tiger phantom, which had lost its armor, exploded like paper.

The flame that originally belonged to Chen Shan kept beating on Zhao Wushuang's palm, as if it was a flame spirit, endowed with a soul.

Zhao Wushuang opened his mouth and sucked all the flames in his hand into his mouth. He showed an intoxicated smile and said, "It tastes good, but it's a bit off the heat."

Chen Shan looked at Zhao Wushuang in horror as if he had seen a ghost. He had never seen such a strange person who could swallow all the opponent's flames. What kind of magic is this?
Besides, Zhao Wushuang is only the seventh heaven of the Martial Emperor, how can he have such terrifying strength?

Could it be that he concealed his realm?Even if it is Ye Qingyu, I am afraid it is only mediocre.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Shan finally realized that he had kicked the iron board, and regretted it very much at the moment.

"Didn't I tell you? I am now the inner disciple of Yanyao Holy Land, Zhao Wushuang."

"If your Excellency wants to tease me, why use such rhetoric?" Chen Shan looked at Zhao Wushuang with fear, how could an inner disciple have such terrifying strength?

(End of this chapter)