Comprehensive Martial Arts: Beginning to Become the Successor of the Three Masters

　　An hour later.

　　The young man who was transformed by Song Wuque came to a restaurant in Tianyuan City.

　　Here is the Huanzhulou branch that the world will find out.

　　"Guest officer, what would you like to eat?" The shop assistant greeted warmly.

　　Song Wuque said with an expressionless face, "Tell your shopkeeper to come here."

　　The shop assistant rolled his eyes and said, "Guest officer, if you have anything to tell me..."

　　"Snapped!"

　　Song Wuque slapped the long sword on the table.

　　"I don't want to repeat it a second time!"

　　The shop assistant's pupils shrank, only to see Song Wuque's slap, the sword body actually sank into the table!

　　This is far more profound than breaking the table with one palm.

　　The surrounding diners immediately dispersed.

　　After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper came over and stared at Song Wuque and said:

　　"This young man, what's the matter with me?"

　　Song Wuque didn't lift his head, and said coldly:

　　"I want to join Huanzhulou."

　　When the middle-aged man heard the words, he was stunned at first, and then he pretended to be suspicious:

　　"What do you mean by this, this shop does not do jewelry business."

　　Song Wuque was too lazy to go around in circles with him, and said directly:

　　"Don't talk nonsense, according to the rules of returning to the Pearl Tower, kill the designated target as a vote, and then you can join, don't waste my time."

　　Everyone knows that there are two types of killers in Huanzhulou.

　　One is the killer they have cultivated since childhood.

　　The other is that people in Jianghu, for various reasons, defected to Huanzhulou and became a killer in their name.

　　Of course, compared to outsiders, the killers he cultivated must be more loyal.

　　Generally speaking, the second method of joining requires someone to introduce.

　　There are very few people who come to the door as straightforward as Song Wuque.

　　Sure enough, when the shopkeeper heard Song Wuque's words, his eyes narrowed and he said:

　　"Hehe, how did the guest officer know that we are people who return to the Pearl Tower?"

　　Song Wuque said directly: "Of course someone told me, but I can't reveal his identity."

　　I can't say that the men of the World Association found it, and then tell me?

　　The middle-aged shopkeeper winked, screened the crowd, and said on guard:

　　"Okay, looking at your appearance, I don't speak secretly."

　　"Deacon of the Tianyun City Branch of the Lower Huanzhulou, if you really want to join the Huanzhulou, you only need to answer a few questions!"

　　"Say!"

　　"Why do you want to join me in Huanzhulou?"

　　"Murder, revenge."

　　Song Wuque answered without hesitation, after all, this was his purpose.

　　But who was killed and what kind of revenge he was taking, he naturally wouldn't tell the person in front of him.

　　The middle-aged man was not surprised by Song Wuque's answer.

　　Many people who joined Huanzhulou have these two goals.

　　"Okay, then what level of killer do you think you can be my Huanzhulou?"

　　This question is obviously asking about Song Wuque's strength.

　　Huanzhulou killer level, in order of green belt, blue belt, purple belt, gold belt four, and then up is the deputy landlord and landlord.

　　It is said that its internal competition is very fierce and cruel, and even the position of the landlord has changed hands several times.

　　"Under the Grandmaster, anyone can ambush and kill."

　　The middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes narrowed and he took a closer look at Song Wuque.

　　Although the person in front of him has a calm speech and a stern face, he will never be over twenty years old. How could he have such strength?

　　Or is he exaggerating?

　　"Last question, what is your name?"

　　"Just call me, Sword Meteor."

　　ps: I will take the provincial exam tomorrow. Today, I will make up for the line test and application. The update is a little less. The author apologizes, and I will try my best to make up for the update when the test is over. .

Chapter 30

　　Song Wuque walked out of the restaurant and glanced at the note in his hand.

　　"The young master of Peacock Villa, Kong Changkong."

　　This is his goal!

　　Forty on the Earth Ranking, the second level of the innate realm!

　　The content of the task revealed by the middle-aged shopkeeper just now appeared in his mind.

　　"Beijian Villa held a sword casting conference, and invited young swordsmen to attend, and Kong Changkong was one of them."

　　"If you want to join Huanzhulou, he is your first target."

　　"Huanzhulou doesn't shoot the same person twice. Therefore, in order to prevent you from failing this assassination, we will not give you a token in the door."

　　The so-called token, naturally refers to the white jade ring and the rank ribbon.

　　Song Wuque recalled the information about Kong Changkong and Peacock Villa that he knew in the past.

　　The Peacock Villa has been standing in the rivers and lakes for [-] years and has a profound heritage. The [-]-mile area around the villa is the sphere of influence of the villa.

　　The owner of the family is a person who cannot be underestimated in the arena from generation to generation, but the real reason for the continuation of the villa is the hidden treasure of the town - the "peacock feather".

　　It has been coveted by strong enemies many times, but it all ended with the enemy coming and going. Therefore, Peacock Villa has become a legendary place, and there are few enemies after that.

　　The current owner of the villa, Kong Qiuwu, is also one of the master masters.

　　And Kong Changkong is his eldest son, the future owner of Peacock Villa.

　　His talent is also extraordinary, and at a young age, he has already reached the second level of innate, ranking on the list of the earth.

　　It can be said that once such a character is assassinated, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

　　"If Kong Changkong stayed in the Peacock Villa, then unless I reached the Grandmaster level, it would be impossible for me to kill him while surrounded by numerous guards."

　　Song Wuque bought a horse and hurried to the Sword Villa with a clear mind.

　　"It is said that Kong Changkong led people to slaughter several small sects a few years ago, causing a wave of waves in the rivers and lakes."

　　"This mission, maybe it was those who survived the sect who entrusted the return of the Pearl Tower."

　　"But this is fine. I still have a psychological burden to kill a good person. I don't have to worry about killing such a person."

　　"Also, Huanzhulou will not let me complete such an important task at will, there must be something tricky about it."

　　on a mountain road.

　　Dozens of elite masters are slowly advancing behind a luxuriously decorated carriage.

　　A middle-aged man who looked like a general guard said respectfully into the carriage:

　　"Young Master, according to our current speed, it will take two days before we can arrive at Baijian Villa."

　　The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pale man with sunken eyes was revealed, and there were many red lip prints on his neck, revealing a taste of luxury and decadence.

　　"Understood, let them slow down, it will disturb my son's interest."

　　Before he could finish his words, a woman next to him rushed up.

　　The curtain fell again, and the carriage gradually swayed.

　　The head guard shook his head helplessly, and said to the leader in front, "Slow down."

　　"Manager, we have been walking for more than ten days, and the mountain road here is said to be not very stable..."

　　"Young master's temper, don't you understand? Just do it!"

　　While the head guard was scolding, he suddenly saw a man in black standing on the road ahead, holding a sword.

　　His pupils shrank suddenly, calling out to everyone.

　　"and many more!"

　　"Who are you, and why are you blocking the way?"

　　Song Wuque didn't answer, and asked in a cold voice, "But the people from Peacock Villa?"

　　"Since you know it, let it go, otherwise don't blame our swords for being ruthless."

　　When the head guard spoke, his aura exploded.

　　Another master of the innate realm!

　　"Very good, I only take Kong Changkong's life, and the rest can leave on their own."

　　Song Wuque's icy voice suddenly made the guard manager's heart congeal.

　　At this time, a voice came from the carriage.

　　"Kong Xiang, what's going on? Why did you stop?"