Super Monk

Although Zhao Fugui is much younger than Cao man, Cao man doesn't dare to call Zhao Fugui Zhao's brother, so he becomes Zhao's brother directly.

After all, the Sikong family is a great family with a great master. They have a great relationship in the Zhenwu circle. Otherwise, they would not be punished for cooperating with the Yamada family. This is not only because the Sikong family is strong in martial arts, but also because the relationship of the Sikong family has played a role.

Zhao Fugui came to kill Sikong Changsheng in response to the challenge. He killed him in an open and honest manner, and no one else could find fault with him. But if he killed all the masters of Sikong's family, I'm afraid there would be some trouble. In case of being called "young devil" and having the Presbyterian Council send law enforcement experts to fight against the whole Chinese Zhenwu circle, it will be troublesome.

In those days, the example of Dugu bajue came first, so we have to be on guard. There are more masters in Zhenwu circle than Dugu ba. Why is there only one Dugu Ba Jue who is called the devil?

The water in Zhenwu circle is too deep. Cao man doesn't want Zhao Fugui to be framed and become a common enemy in Zhenwu circle. He died young.

"Rich and noble!" Chen Yihan looks at Zhao Fugui imploringly, hugs Zhao Fugui's shoulder and doesn't let him do it. Chen Yihan really doesn't want Zhao Fugui's hands to be stained with too much blood, but she doesn't know the danger of the world.

"You're lucky today. If someone asks for a favor, you can get out of here by abandoning martial arts." Zhao Fugui frowned and couldn't bear to make Chen Yihan sad. He said lightly.

"Do you abandon martial arts?" The faces of the two masters of Sikong family changed greatly, and their whole body trembled. In the real martial arts circle, how many martial arts practitioners worked hard day and night to prove the master, and how many martial arts practitioners wanted to prove the master all their lives but couldn't get it. It was like killing them if they abandoned their martial arts.

"Either abandon the martial arts or die!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"Yes, we have abandoned the martial arts road." The two masters of the Sikong family were so cold that they did not dare to argue any more. They quickly nodded their heads and abandoned the martial arts. At least they were still alive. But if they died, there would be nothing left.

The two masters of the Sikong family looked at each other with clenched teeth and slapped their hands on the sea of Qi. They abandoned the sea of Qi and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The martial arts were completely abandoned.

"The Sikong family is so amazing!" The warrior sighed.

"The five masters of a school are so powerful that they are dead and abandoned. According to the rules of Zhenwu circle, if there is no master, they will be expelled from Zhenwu circle. In the past, all the industries controlled by the Sikong family have to be spit out, and no one can violate the rules of Zhenwu circle. Now the Sikong family is a piece of fat on the chopping board, and the destruction of the family has just begun!" At a glance, the key warrior murmured.

"Master Zhao!" In Zhenwu circle, master refers to the Supreme Master, the real top of Zhenwu circle. Now Zhao Fugui has stepped into the top of Zhenwu circle with one foot.

Zhao Fugui turned his eyes and looked at the family owners who were kowtowing. Those families kowtowed faster. They didn't want to die and they didn't want to be abandoned.

"You are all the accomplices of the Sikong family, but you didn't help Sikong Changsheng. I'll spare your life today. According to the rules, Mr. Xue will have to be mortified at home for three days before he can be buried. You'll be the filial son of Mr. Xue and keep vigil for him for three days!" Zhao Fugui said in a deep voice.

"Three days of wake?" Several members of a group of families are in a dilemma. It's a shame for them to kowtow and make amends to Mr. Xue. They have to keep vigil for three days. It's like stepping their faces into the mud and twisting them with their feet.

"No?" Zhao Fugui asked coldly in a cold voice.

"Yes, yes!" A group of home owners in the heart of a fierce cold, busy said, smart also quickly picked up the hemp cloth filial piety, quickly brought to himself. It's better to be a filial son of master Xue for three days than to be abandoned or killed.

"Today's World War I must spread all over the world!" Looking at Zhao Fugui's funeral, Cao man sighed that there were ten masters of master Xue's family guarding the spirit for the funeral, which was a great honor.

Zhao Fugui was in the Xue family for the funeral of master Xue. That night, there were countless families of Zhenwu circle in Youzhou, Qingzhou, and those outside Zhenwu circle who knew the inside story of Zhenwu circle. As long as all the dignified people came, all kinds of dignified people came to burn paper for master Xue.

The news that Zhao Fugui killed Sikong Changsheng spread all over the world. Everyone knows that there is a great young master in Zhongzhou, master Zhao. Some good people have called Zhao Fugui the first person of the young generation and the first genius of the Chinese Zhenwu circle.

Some people are overjoyed at the news, some don't think so, others sneer at the news, but anyway, everyone knows that there is a great master Zhao in Zhongzhou.

The Wei family in Youzhou went all out to burn paper and incense for Mr. Xue. When they came back, the Wei family was decorated with lights. The owner of the Wei family was even very happy. His investment in the Wei family had already made money. Who would have thought that Zhao Fugui was not a great master ten years later, but a great master now.

The Wei family and Zhao Fugui have a good relationship. With such strong support, who dares not give the Wei family some face?In a mansion on the outskirts of Xijing, dozens of kilometers away from Shangjing, an old man was furious when he heard the news.

"Zhao Fugui is so cruel at a young age. Even if he killed Sikong Changsheng, he forced the two masters of Sikong family to abandon their martial arts. Do you still pay attention to our Presbyterian Council?"

"Yes, I don't think he's far away from being possessed!"

"When I was young, my mind was too poisonous. Even if I had once circled a Dugu bajue, I would never have a second Dugu bajue!" An old man said coldly.

"The boy is still young after all. It's a little too much to mention Dugu ba. Beat him. If he is obedient, it's OK!" And the old man also said.

Let's not say that the three elders in the Presbyterian Council and chief Sikong are old-fashioned. That's the relationship. Not to mention that these elders all have families. If Zhao Fugui is not respectful to the Presbyterian Council, one day they will have conflicts with their families and kill them. How can they deal with themselves?

therefore, we must beat Zhao Fugui and let Zhao Fugui know who really has the final say in the real martial arts circle. Even if some of the master's family members are not able to offend at any other level, it is also a rule to deal with those who are not a small family or have no background to grow up.

What the Presbyterian Council maintains is the interests of those old families.