Immortality: Starting as a Butcher to Level Up in Cultivation!

The second floor of the painting boat

In the private room No. 37!

Cheng Qinghan, Cui Yongfu, Xiang Hao and seven or eight other young men and women sat together drinking, looking at the fighting on the arena from time to time, chatting and laughing from time to time, the atmosphere was just right!

When Lu Ming and Wei Hong walked in, they were all stunned.

"Lu Ming, what are you doing?" Cui Yongfu, who was short and fat, frowned and said.

"Aren't you short of people?" Lu Ming pulled Wei Hong to sit down without courtesy, poured himself a glass of wine and said: "He just broke through to the middle stage of the skin refining realm and was promoted to the second-level sparring partner of the martial arts hall. I brought him here to take a look. If he is suitable, he will go up. If not, we will have a drink!"

"Oh hey, so fast breakthrough? Good guy!"

"You are not bad, Wei Hong!"

"Awesome, you are only 16 years old? There is hope for blood refining!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

These people are all rich children who usually practice with Wei Hong.

Their eyes were naturally sharp, and they saw at a glance that he had a promising future.

A 16-year-old in the middle stage of the skin refining realm might not be considered a big deal among the rich!

But he was definitely a top talent among ordinary families.

"Wei Hong, congratulations!" Cheng Qinghan smiled and raised her glass first, saying, "You can come and play anytime you have time in the future. We will welcome you."

"Yes, if you think highly of us, let's drink together." Xiang Hao, who looked rough, also toasted generously.

Everyone had long lost the arrogance of the former gold masters.

Some were just the attitude of peers interacting with each other.

"Thank you!"

Wei Hong smiled neither servilely nor arrogantly, and sat down to drink directly.

The families in this small circle were either doing business, or running restaurants, or running escort agencies, and some even had elders who were minor officials.

They were all better than the best in this world!

Although Wei Hong was just a butcher now, as long as he didn't die, he would definitely enter the blood refining realm in the future.

A Blood Refining Realm warrior is already a mainstay in many small forces, and is fully qualified to protect a local merchant. Everyone understands this principle, so Wei Hong is theoretically qualified to enter this circle.

"Why?" Lu Ming asked with a smile: "Don't blame me for bringing someone here casually, right?"

"Brother Wei has profound boxing skills, and now he has broken through to the middle stage of skin refining and his strength has increased dramatically. Naturally, he is qualified to come here." Cheng Qingshuang curled his lips and smiled lightly: "We will have three fights with the Black Bear Martial Arts Hall later. I wonder if Brother Wei is willing to help?"

"Oh?"

Wei Hong had long heard that the disciples of the major martial arts halls often had conflicts in private, and from time to time they would pull people around to help win!

I didn't expect that he was pulled here for this idea, which is quite interesting.

"Wei is just a sparring partner, so it's okay to fight today."

Wei Hong readily agreed, and everyone was immediately happy.

"Okay, okay!" Xiang Hao said excitedly: "The damn Black Bear Martial Arts School came here with great force today. We thought we would lose face. If Brother Wei is willing to come, we may win!"

"I have an idea." Chen Qingshuang sneered: "If we play well, it is possible to piss them off to death."

Everyone was talking at once.

Wei Hong also got the general idea from a few words.

The Black Bear Martial Arts School has always been on par with the Iron Fist Martial Arts School in strength. There are disputes among the disciples from time to time, and they always arrange a fight in private to resolve the disputes.

This time, the opponent is a group of rich children from the Black Bear Martial Arts School.

Their family background, means and strength are comparable to those of Cheng Qingshuang and others.

The two sides have fought several times before, and each time they have won or lost.

This time, the other side found a few good players and agreed to send one person each from the middle, late and perfect stages of skin refining, and the three battles will decide the outcome.

Before Wei Hong came, they were all frowning.

Because they underestimated the enemy, Xiang Hao and his group did not seek help from others, so they had no chance of winning. They were afraid that they would be embarrassed today.

However, Wei Hong's arrival made Cheng Qingshuang's eyes light up.

"Today's battle only stipulates that one person from the middle, late and perfect stages of the Leather Refining Realm will fight, but the order of battle has not been stipulated."

"Why don't we fight the late stage of Leather Refining against the middle stage, and the perfect stage of Leather Refining against the late stage? Brother Wei just needs to hold off the opponent's perfect stage of Leather Refining."

"In this way, even if we lose one game, we can win two games. It's not a loss!"

Cheng Qingshuang's words immediately shocked Wei Hong.

Good guy, this is the game of a superior horse against an inferior horse?

So today he is the inferior horse?

"Since it's the third match, we don't care about the outcome, just send someone in the middle stage of skin refining." Wei Hong couldn't help asking, "Why do you want me to go?"

"Brother Wei, you don't know." Xiang Hao smiled awkwardly: "The skin refining warrior invited by the Black Bear Martial Arts School to help today is Meng Kaishan, who is known as the Iron Tower King Kong. This person is violent and murderous, and he will hurt people's bones and take their lives at any time..."

Wei Hong: "..."

At this time, he couldn't hear the hidden meaning.

Xiang Hao clearly wanted to say that if he played tricks on him like this, Meng Kaishan would probably hit hard in his anger, so that no one would dare to go to the third match, and they could only think of Wei Hong.

"Brother Wei, don't get me wrong, we don't want you to die." Cheng Qingshuang said hurriedly: "Although Meng Kaishan is strong, his steps are not flexible, but his natural power makes it difficult for people to resist."

"I've seen you spar with others on weekdays, and your strong point is dodging. Even if you're in the late stage of skin refining, it's not easy to hit you. You must be even more powerful after the breakthrough."

"You just need to go on stage and fight with them for a while before admitting defeat. In this way, no one can find any fault with you, and it won't cause any danger to you."

Wei Hong's expression eased a little after hearing this.

If they wanted to use him as a gun, he would naturally not agree.

Now Cheng Qingshuang's words made some sense.

At the same time, he also wanted to try the skills of Meng Kaishan, so he couldn't help but be moved.

"Brother Wei, if you are willing to fight, we will not let you suffer any loss." Cui Yongfu patted his chest and said, "No matter what the result of this battle is, we will all collect 100 taels to compensate you, how about it?"

"How can 100 taels be enough?" Xiang Hao said dissatisfiedly: "Let's do this! If we win this battle, the 500 taels bet with the Black Bear Martial Arts School will also belong to Brother Wei."

"Yes, let's do it!"

"Brother Wei, why don't you consider it?"

Everyone talked about it, obviously wanting to give him this face.

Wei Hong knew that they were asking him to help on the surface, but in fact they just wanted to bring the two sides closer and invest in their martial arts genius in advance, so he didn't refuse without knowing what was good for him.

"Okay!" He raised his glass and agreed: "In this case, Wei will fight shamelessly, and I hope I won't hold you back."

"Hahaha! No need to worry!"

"Come on, keep drinking!"

Everyone continued to clink glasses while talking and laughing.

The atmosphere in the private room became heated again.