Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 35

With a gloomy face on his face, Feng Yuxiu walked down from the taxi with a hood, looked up at the logo of the TV Tower of XX program, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

A scalper who held more than ten tickets for tonight’s battle between Wudang disciples and the world boxing champion Stant, who knew how to watch people walked to Feng Yuxiu.

“This gentleman, there are still more than three hours of confrontation between Shiji Guwu and Modern Fist Technique. I only have more than ten tickets here. Do you want one?” The scalper leaked out his yellow teeth and said with eyes full of flamboyance.

Feng Yuxiu’s original pace of walking inside stopped, and stared at the game ticket and said, “How much is the ticket, is the ancestor of Wudang Mountain now also here?”

As far as Feng Yuxiu is concerned, everyone here looks down upon him, and his only goal is Zhang Changsheng, the ancestor of Wudang Mountain.

He wanted to challenge this ancient martial artist, and also wanted to prove what happened to his current physical state.

The scalper nodded quickly and said, “Is that old Wudang man? He has just arrived and has already entered. Don’t be too hot on the Internet now.”

“My ten or so tickets are at the top. Maybe you can still sit next to the old Wudang Patriarch and feel a little bit immortal.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuxiu hurriedly said, “Let’s tell me how much it costs, I want to get one.”

Although Feng Yuxiu didn’t believe what the scalper said, if he was close to the front row, he might be able to see Zhang Changsheng, the ancestor of Wudang Mountain.

Seeing that the lame young man wanted it very much, the scalper suddenly said with a smile on his face, “Because these tickets are very expensive, they are sold online and offline together with me. I will contact and see what I have in my hand. Is there any ticket left or not?”

The scalper hung up the phone with embarrassment on his face and said embarrassedly, “Sir, I’m sorry it’s sold out. Would you like to go to other scalpers?”

But as soon as the scalper finished saying this, Feng Yuxiu grabbed his collar and ignored the rest of the crowd.

Feng Yuxiu dragged the scalper to a corner, took out three dozen red banknotes that had been tied up early from his arms, and threw it on the scalper’s face.

Then, with a helpless expression on the scalper, he grabbed a ticket and turned and left.

And the scalper did not expect to meet such a domineering master for a while.

Obviously, the top few tickets cost 40,000 to put it in a word!

The scalper, who felt a bit of a loss, looked down at the 30,000 yuan in his arms, but had no choice but to give up on the ticket, because he was really afraid of the look in the lame young man’s eyes.

With those trembling eyes, the scalpers just felt like he was about to be killed by him.

The scalper, who spit at random, said in his heart that he really met a weird person today.

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Zhang Wan’er was driving her favorite off-road vehicle back to a courtyard in the capital.

At this moment, Zhang Huanjin slowly moved in accordance with some Tai Chi annotations given to him by his master Zhang Changsheng.

And Zhang Wan’er squinted her beautiful eyes and looked at Own’s father, she knew that Zhang Huanjin was about to break through.

Zhang Huanjin raised his head and looked at Zhang Wan’er who had just entered the door, and slowly closed her frowning eyebrows and said, “Where is the ancestor, I asked Wan’er to take them to me for a light meal?”

“How do you, girl, help my father.”

Seeing Zhang Huanjin talking about herself, Zhang Waner reluctantly curled her lips and said, “You are old and powerful. If you don’t pick up the old ancestor yourself, let me go. Why don’t you blame me for not taking the old ancestor over?”

“Now the old ancestors and masters have arrived at that so-and-so TV station. It is estimated that the game will start in more than three hours.”

Although Zhang Wan’er knew that Own’s father really couldn’t leave, he arranged it like this

Otherwise, with Zhang Huanjin’s respect and love to the Patriarch, I am afraid that he would be there before the Patriarch went down to Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Huanjin reluctantly said, “I have entered the Practitioner seventh-level consummation threshold, and relying on some Tai Chi annotations given to me by your ancestor, I vaguely touched the Practitioner eighth-level threshold.”

“The eighth-level Practitioner is just the last step. I don’t know if I can enter the Martial Master Realm with Internal Energy in my lifetime.”

The desire for that higher level is Zhang Huanjin’s very persistent thing, but he is already more than sixty years old, but he has been too slow on this road.

Especially after becoming a Practitioner, the huge power gained and the control of the body are too fascinating.

Zhang Wan’er nodded quite understandingly and said, “Father, do we want to rush to that channel now to watch this competition?”

Zhang Huanjin disdainfully shook his head and said, “What’s so good about this kind of kid’s fight? Since the ancestor let Xiao Wangye go out, he won’t lose.”

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