The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 140 The Provocation from Wei Zhao

"Just you?" Wei Zhao said lightly, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all.

The god of war who has been famous for decades and the top of the martial arts master list is so despised, how can one bear it, "Little baby, what's so great about only uttering wild words, if you have the ability, you can fight this old man."

"Don't fight," Wei Zhao finally moved his eyes away from the red carp, as if he still had a little bit of reluctance, and when he looked at the old man, he showed a hint of contempt, with a smile on his lips, "You are old, I won't fight with you, What if you lose and look for death and life, I can't stand the old man's spoiling."

"Arrogance." With a stern shout, a wooden stick hit Wei Zhao directly in the face.

The powerful internal force that followed forced Wei Zhao to take three steps back. The black clothes had already retreated to the door, holding his sword and watching.

A white silk flew out along with Wei Zhao's sleeve, and wrapped tightly around the wooden stick as she retreated. The two of them had deep inner strength, one poured on the wooden stick, and the other poured on the white silk. There seemed to be something in the air. The invisible aura spread out, the blooming flowers in the small courtyard instantly withered, a pool of red lotus fell, and the red carp seemed to be frozen in an instant, motionless.

Time passed by, and the old man looked at Wei Zhao with inquiry. For so many years, no one has been able to persist for so long under the pressure of his internal force.

Wei Zhao smiled, and the white silk was instantly wrapped tightly.

"Okay," the old man shouted, and put his left hand tightly on his right arm, "Let me show the old man how much arrogant capital you have."

Heiyi felt a gust of wind approaching the front door, and the moment he dodged to avoid it, the wooden door of the small courtyard shattered, and the few people who had just come not far away raised their hands to resist, except for the leader, the others retreated to three meters Only outside can stand firm.

The leader looked at the two people who were confronting each other in the small courtyard, his eyes flashed with astonishment, since the death of the former martial arts leader, no one has been able to force Yu Lao to use his hands again.

That's right, the one fighting Wei Zhao was Hua Xigu's eccentric fish guy, who repeatedly broke a person's leg after eating a single fish from him. According to the time calculation, Wei Zhao came here tonight to heal his injuries.

No one expected that the two would start fighting at the first word of disagreement, the wooden door was broken, and if the fight continued, the thatched cottage would hardly be able to hold up.

"Master, Miss Wei, it's such a dark night, but stop here."

Both of them have deep internal strength, so if the stalemate continues, it will be difficult to tell the winner.

There is no need to decide the winner, anyway, Wei Zhao is not a belligerent person, and the old guy's internal energy has been exhausted enough to heal injuries, and when she heard someone persuade her, she went downhill.

The moment the white silk was removed, the wooden stick shattered into pieces and scattered with the wind.

"Who is your master?" Yu Lao stared at Wei Zhao with a rare normal and serious expression. Last time he discovered that this girl's inner strength was unusual. He did not expect it to be so unusual. There is no shortcut to practice, no matter how talented she is. At this age, it is impossible for a person to have such a deep internal force, and this internal force is strong and mellow, it does not seem like it can be cultivated by a woman's body.

"Why should I tell you? The injury is still cured? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Wei Zhao stood in front of a pool of white lotus with his hands behind his back, his expression seemed obedient, and what he said could piss people off, if she hadn't done it on purpose just now Find fault, can we fight?

"Huh!" Yu Lao snorted coldly. According to his temper, if someone dared to choke with him like this in the past, that person would have died [-] times. Can't say it.

(End of this chapter)