Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 270 Wuwei Gate?On the spot wrath
"Old thing? This..." Han Long's old face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

This kid is rude!
Simply do not know the age.

Now, not only did he have some doubts, but was it the right choice for him to enter the Hanjialing?

"hiss!"

However, Han Dong's face changed, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath, and didn't let it out for a long time.

The palms that had already been loosened were immediately clenched again.

In his eyes, a killing intent suddenly appeared.

What this kid said is indeed quite reasonable.

You only need to kill these people in front of you, and no one will know that you have lost to a young boy.

but……

The next second he frowned slightly.

How could the other party remind him kindly?

Could it be sarcasm?

If he really did it, wouldn't he have given this kid an excuse?The people who make people publicize Han Jialing are all dishonest people, all of them are people who have no word?
The next second he shook his head decisively, his voice sonorous and forceful.

"Our Han Jialing masters are absolutely open and aboveboard. If you lose, you lose. You will never renege on your debt."

"I lost to you today, and you are my master."

【I go!I didn't expect such a person to exist in this world. 】

[It is obvious that he can solve the problem as soon as he is strong enough to make a move, but he just doesn't make a move, and instead wants to really worship me as a teacher. 】

[Is there any use for asking me to be your teacher?The most I can teach you is how to lie flat, but nothing else. 】

[Aren't you really going to struggle? 】

Ying Zige couldn't help sighing silently, a wry smile appeared on his face.

It seems that Han Jialing still has two brushes.

If you can bend and stretch, you can achieve great things!

These two old guys seem to be difficult to deal with.

But if they don't have killing intent towards him, how can he improve his strength?

Ying Zige decided to try again.

In the next second, the corners of Ying Zige's mouth turned up slightly, showing a wicked smile, and then he raised his head, his eyes filled with deep contempt.

"Okay, I just tested you just now. Congratulations, you have passed the test of being a teacher. You have now officially become a good student of the teacher."

"Don't you rush to kowtow ten times to me? After ten kowtows, you will be able to become my first apprentice of Wuwei Sect."

"Then I will soon be able to teach you how to fall asleep quickly, the eighteen styles, all of them."

Ying Zige's voice was hollow, as if it came from beyond the sky.

The voice was full of condescension.

"you!"

Han Dong's face changed, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes again.

However, he finally held back.

Han Longquan stretched out his hand for a start, and immediately fell into deep thought.

This kid mentioned Wuwei Gate?
What kind of existence is Wuwei Gate?
Could it be that there are many strong people like him among them.

But I have never heard of this sect in the Jianghu.

Could it be a sect that just started?
Suddenly, he had another guess in his mind.

That is Wuweimen, probably supported by Ying Zheng.

After all, the kid in front of him is Ying Zheng's thirteenth son.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is obviously a waste, but his strength is astonishing.

Obviously, Wuweimen has been secretly improving its own strength. The reason why it didn't appear in everyone's sight so quickly is probably because of...

For Han Jialing?
Han Long suddenly realized, his face became more serious.

From Ying Zige's age, it can be seen that he must be a descendant of Wumenweimen.

If you didn't guess wrong, there are still many elder-level masters in Wuwei Sect.

A younger generation's children are so powerful, so those senior masters may be even stronger.

Maybe even Han Jialing has to weigh whether he can fight Wuweimen.

But at this moment, Han Dong didn't think too much, resisting the urge to faint from anger, lay down on the ground and kowtowed.

After ten rings.

Ying Zige was immediately convinced.

[Sure enough, it can bend and stretch.It would be difficult to continue humiliating him and arouse the killing intent in his heart. 】

【This kid is determined to worship me as his teacher. 】

[In this case, let him join Wuwei Sect. 】

[What kind of bullshit is Wuwei Sect? I just said it casually, but now it seems that I have to create this sect temporarily. 】

[After all, my current ten can be regarded as masters in the arena. If I fight alone, wouldn't it be too shameless? 】

[Lao Tzu has decided to create Wuwei Gate from today. 】

Ying Zige complained in his heart for a while, and finally decided to give up and continue to stimulate Han Dong.

"It's getting late, you two should do whatever you want."

"It's time for me to go back and rest. I'll see you in Jianghu in the future, and don't forget to say "Master" after you see me."

Ying Zige had a dull expression on his face, he turned and left while waving his hands.

The reason why the gamble was proposed was to boldly show off the opponent, kill the opponent's killing intent, and then allow myself to smoothly improve my own strength.

But in the end, he obviously looked like a tiger-like top expert, but he was as docile as a kitten.

Suddenly tasteless.

Since he has not benefited from the other party, Ying Zige of course will not waste time on the other party.

"These assassins are here to kill you, why not kill them?"

At this moment, Han Dong gritted his teeth and asked.

"Do you want to know why?"

"I want to know why!"

Han Dong couldn't help but took a deep breath, already having a premonition in his heart.

This kid is unfathomable, and he must be able to say something that convinces him.

"Because I am happy."

At this moment, the voice of Ying Zige who had gone away came out from the darkness.

Whisper!
Han Dong couldn't hold back for a moment, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and he couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while.

This Nima!
The legendary thirteen sons did not play cards according to common sense.

That's true!

A casual sentence can make people half dead.

"call!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, those Xiongnu masters finally let out a sigh of relief and put their hearts in their stomachs.

At this moment, there was a puzzlement on his face.

"The thirteenth son is not willing to kill us?"

"Why is this?"

"Could it be that in his eyes, we are simply like ants? Does he even bother to kill us?"

"That's probably the reason."

"Hmph! Didn't he think that he humiliated us so much, how could we let it go? He will regret it when we make a comeback."

Those Xiongnu masters had just escaped from danger, and now they had a fierce look on their faces.

"No. You are all thinking wrong." At this moment, Han Dong, who had slowly stood up with his hands behind his back, had returned to his previous cold appearance.

Those Xiongnu masters suddenly shivered, and there was already a deep fear in their eyes.

Damn.

Almost forgot.

Although the kid has left.

But these two old guys in front of them are obviously more terrifying.

(End of this chapter)