Unbeatable Evil King

Bang!

Ye Wuqi, without any resistance, smashed on the wall and set off a layer of dust.

The old man swept the dust, and then rushed to ye Wumian's body. After several times in succession, he returned to his bed to rest.

When the guard police officer outside heard the movement in the detention room, he immediately came to check it. Then he found the old man lying on the bed listening to the radio, and a young man beside the wall was lying on the ground, covered with dust.

Bang Bang

The guardian police officer kept knocking on the iron door, pointing to the leaf on the ground and scolding: "boy, when you get here, be honest and don't make trouble for me, or you will suffer. If you don't sleep in a bed, you have to lie on the ground. Are you mentally ill or are you mean? "

Ye Wuqian wants to tell the police officer that it's not Lao Tzu who wants to cause trouble, but the old man who has nothing to do and deliberately finds fault.

"I don't care if you like sleeping on the bed or on the floor, in a word, make me feel better." The warden threatened to leave the cell.

Ye Wumian slowly stood up from the ground, patting the dust on his body, while looking at the old man opposite.

The old man's strength was so shocking that it was several levels higher than his strength.

"What's the origin of this old man, and his skill is so strong, who can catch him in?" There is a question in Ye Wuqian's heart, but he dare not affirm it.

The old man in front of him didn't look like an expert in the world. His gray hair and beard seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time. He was as bad as a bird's nest. His clothes were also very shabby. At first glance, he looked more like a beggar than a peerless master.

Seeing that the mysterious old man was still listening to the story, ye Wuqian still asked, "I'm sorry, I was offended by the younger generation just now. How do I address you?"

"Ha ha, what kind of elder, you can call me old man in the future. If it wasn't for you and me in this room, just now, I would have disabled you and sent you to the hospital. I don't have to suffer here. " Said the old man without turning his head.

When ye Wuqi hears the speech, he can't help sweating. What does it mean to cripple me to you, so that he can be sent to the hospital without being imprisoned.

Disability is a lot more miserable than prison.

Ye Wuqi did not refute, a minute ago he refuted a sentence, and the consequences are still fresh in my eyes.

"Well, old man, have you also practiced the internal skills? Younger generation, your cultivation is far above me. Is it the cultivation above the innate realm

As for the knowledge of the realm of practice, ye Wuqi only knows the innate realm. It is unknown what realm there is, and no one can tell him. Now there is a peerless strong man in front of him. He does not ask with modesty, and it will be more difficult to improve his cultivation in the future.

"Innate state? He he, a warrior of this level is just a mole ant in the world. I can kill you with one hand. But you are a special congenital warrior. Maybe you need two palms to kill you. " The old man said disapprovingly, as if the innate warrior was not enough, he was an ant in his eyes, and could knead it at will.

Ye Wuqian has a deep understanding of the strength of the inborn warrior. It should be a very strong force in the world, but in the eyes of the old man, it is so unbearable.

Ye Wuqian felt his confidence was frustrated. He thought about it carefully. In fact, it was very reasonable. Wang Zhan asked him to reach the level of Xuanwu, so he must be an expert in the innate realm.

"Old man, I'm called Ye Wuqian. Because my master is missing, I hope to be able to teach you something. Because I have to reach the level of Xuanwu within one year, otherwise my beloved will leave me." For the sake of Qu baiqiu, ye Wuqian is willing to ask the old man for advice, but he gets a slap. It's no big deal.

Hearing this, the old man seemed to get up with interest, cross his legs, and take off his shoes, picking his feet with his hands.

"Eh..."

Ye Wuqi was disgusted by the old man's indecent actions. Please, no matter how you say, you are also a peerless expert. Should you be a bit of an expert?

The old man completely ignored the disgust in Ye Wuqian's eyes, and still went his own way. He pinched his feet and said, "your name is good, but your cultivation is really bad among your peers."

What! Is Lao Tzu's cultivation poor among his peers? It's impossible. To know how long I have practiced, it's a miracle that I can break through the innate state in a short time.

Ye Wuqi has always regarded himself as a martial arts genius. Now he is so humiliated by the old man. To say that he is comfortable in his heart, he is undoubtedly deceiving.

"Old man, I have been in the realm of nature for some time. In my opinion, I can be called a genius in the world."

"Arrogant, stinky boy, you don't know how high heaven and earth are. You can be called a genius. You should have achieved your cultivation before you were 16 years old. It seems that you are nearly 20 years old. That's why I said that you have poor qualifications."

The more the old man said, the more he hit Ye Wuqi's self-confidence. Only when he can reach the innate state before the age of 16 can he be called a genius.In this way, ye Wuque is not really a genius. In the four years between, I'm afraid he has reached the level of Xuan level martial arts.

All of a sudden, ye Wuqian thought of the problem that Wang Zhan specially pointed out. He must have the cultivation of Xuanwu to be qualified to find Qu baiqiu. In this way, at his age, he should be the cultivation of Xuanwu level, in order to stand out among his peers.

Wang Zhan was also taken away. No one could tell him how to practice. The only chance was the old man in front of him. His accomplishments must be above the level of Xuanwu. So he was willing to teach himself, and he might be able to cultivate to the level of Xuanwu within a year.

However, if you want to be a master of Xuanwu, I will surely find someone who is not qualified to teach me

The old man yawned, stretched and said, "ah, the old man is not interested in anything now, especially accepting disciples. The world is full of church disciples who starve to death. You have important things to do. It's your own business. It has nothing to do with me. I still want to spend the rest of my life in peace and be disturbed in my sleep. Otherwise, you will not just fall on the ground

Before ye Wuwei pleaded a few words, the old man turned to sleep and snored like a dead pig.

"Alas..."

Ye Wuqi can only sigh with his apprentice. People are unwilling to teach him, and they have no choice but to threaten him with a gun. What's more, he thinks that the weapon of guns may not be of any use to such a peerless master.