The Portal of Wonderland

“Ishima? I've heard that one of your disciples is only 15 years old and has practiced quenching to nearly the tenth floor. Is this the little brother?” Gu Zhong gave a shocking look at Shi Lian and his adult tall body.

You know, eighteen or nineteen years old can practise quenching to the realm of great maturity, although not many, because age is not scarce. But if you practice quenching to the tenth floor when you're only fifteen years old, you're definitely a genius.

The entire city of Fengcheng is known to be under the age of fifteen, and there are only a handful of samurai who have been quenched on the tenth floor. This basically means that these samurai have a much higher chance of understanding than others, and become acquired fighters in the future, and have a much higher potential than others.

As soon as Valley faithfully read such a turn, he smiled and said:

“Ha ha, the Shi brothers can reach the tenth floor of the quench at a young age, and will definitely shine in this contest. ”

“Thank you, Brother Valley.” After a slight smile, Shi Mu similarly arched his hand to give back the gift.

“Have you quenched ten floors already?” The black skinny was like a monkey's iron building. After hearing the conversation between Gu Zhong and Shi Lian, the unexpected punching stone pasture asked, his voice was sharp and unpleasant, as if he was still in a period of change of voice.

“Yes”

Shi Mu seemed to reply casually.

“Humph, I once fought a martial arts man on the 11th floor of the queue in my hometown, and he was so tired he couldn't break my thick earth body.” The skinny black teenager stared at Ishima and said with some disdain.

“If that's the case, I might not really be an opponent. But unfortunately, your opponent will not necessarily be me.” Shi Mu listened, beating a haggard back.

“Whoever my opponent is then, it will not be possible to break my thick earth body.” Iron Town said arrogantly, then turned around and left. to

Sun Jun next to Shi Mu, he didn't see the same from the beginning to the end.

“This guy, has he always been such a stinker?” Sun Junqi's face was all white and couldn't bear to ask aloud.

“Oh, this...” Gu Zhongzhong, even though he has always been good at reconciling the atmosphere, can't help but thrust a little at this moment.

“Brother Tang, why do you have to say good words for this guy again? Without a few secrets, the elders of our Fei-hung Martial Arts Museum are equally unfamiliar with this iron tower. But the heads of the pavilion saw him as a treasure, and there was nothing we could do about it. Besides, although the boy stinks, the name of the body of thick earth he possesses is true, at least Brother Li and I can't help him.” The fat ‘brother Jia' sneered.

“This earth body, it's so scary. Brother Li, if I remember correctly, you are good at splashing swords, but you are best at dealing with the hard work of external doors.” Li Yunfeng was somewhat surprised when he heard the news.

“Cough, the power of the thick earth body, will be taught when you come to the ring, there is no need for me to say anything more.” Gu Zhongxiang replied with a smile and did not want to say anything more.

“Hmm, even if the thick earth body of this iron tower has defended people, can Wang Tianhao's firecracker method still do nothing?” Sun Jun silenced for a moment and smiled.

“Wang Tianhao's words are naturally difficult to say. The last time the martial arts hall contested, the eldest son Wang used a firing technique that had just begun, and he was born to thwart all the martial arts followers of the four major martial arts halls. There was no one to stop him. Now that a year has passed, Wang Tianhao's strength is naturally even more amazing. However, Wang Tianhao became more arrogant and traveled. I heard that even the elderly people in the Jinyu Martial Arts Hall would immediately beat up their hands if they did not like it.” Gu Zhonglian shook his head.

Hearing this, not only Sun Jun Li Yunfeng and others couldn't bear to look in the direction of Wang Tianhao. Only Shi Lian, still smiling slightly, looked at the black skinny teenager not far away.

The white-coated teenager, who was wiping his gun down, seemed to feel something and looked up to several people.

Li Yunfeng and others frightened, revealing an awkward smile and avoiding the eyes of the teenager.

After sweeping the crowd with no expression, the young man in white suddenly stood up after a pause on the stone pasture and put the long gun behind him, and a large and large crowd walked over.

“Wang... Prince Wang, don't come here unharmed!” Several people looked at each other in opposition, and Gu Zhong could only greet each other with a hard scalp.

“Who are you, have I seen you?” Wang Tianhao glanced coldly at Gu Zhong and replied politely.

Tadashi Valley crossed red and white at Piton.

Li Yunfeng and others saw this, and naturally dared not speak easily, leaving the eyes of the white teenager to sweep over them again.

“What's your name, what martial arts?” Wang Tianhao finally laid his eyes on Shi Lian again. After carefully looking from head to toe, he slowly pulled out the iron gun behind him, pointing directly at him with the tip of the gun and asking, the voice was not at all emotional.

“Oh, what do you want? ”

Ishima frowned and wrinkled, so she turned her head to the eldest son Wang, but her eyes were unusually calm and clear, nothing unusual.

“Have I seen you somewhere?” Wang Tianhao looked at Shi Lian and asked with a glance.

“No, this is the first time I've seen you.” Shi Mu's eyes didn't blink for sure.

“Never, but why do I think you look so familiar!” Wang Tianhao still pointed his gun at Ishima, and his face flashed with a hint of suspicion.

“Prince Wang, have you seen Reverend Shi anywhere in Fengcheng?” Li Yunfeng finally coughed lightly, but it was also strange in his heart.

He also knows a few points about Ishima's origins. He should not think of anything intertwined with Wang Tianhao.

The next valley Zhongsun Jun and others saw this, naturally more bored.

“Hey, hey, maybe I'm mistaken. Your name is Ishima, right? That's good. I hope to have a good consultation later on in the ring.” Wang Tianhao swept back and forth on Shi Mu's calm face several times, his pupils suddenly slightly shrunk, suddenly haha laughed, then put away the long gun and walked back and forth.

Gu Zhong, Li Yunfeng and others can't help but face each other, and don't know what this Fengcheng's first martial artist just did, what exactly is his intention!

“Brother Shi, do you know Wang Tianhao?” Li Yunfeng couldn't help but ask.

“I don't know, um, I don't think so!” Ishima touched her chin and replied very vaguely.

“What do you mean you don't know him?” Li Yunfeng stared wide-eyed and suddenly felt the stone pasture in front of him, becoming mysterious.

Neighbouring Valley Zhong and others were equally puzzled, but looking at Ishima like this, it was difficult to follow up.

……

“Brother Feng, did you see that? Wang Tianhou had just arrived at Liufeng Feihong Martial Arts Hall and the long gun came out, but only said a few words and walked back. What the hell is he doing?” As the landowner of Tianlu Museum, it is naturally impossible to have only three disciples, but there are as many as seventy or eight, the most central one with a scar and a fierce look at the young man, is the most famous samurai sealed army in Tianlu Museum.

At this moment, while listening to the words of his companions, he watched Wang Tianhao's actions with a cannibalistic view.

As the nephew of the master of Tianluwu Museum, he not only cultivated the masterful martial arts iron body unique to Tianluwu Museum since childhood, but also cultivated the famous martial arts black hand to a certain fire. Therefore, although he could not enter Kaiyuan Museum of Martial Arts with insurance, he never saw other martial arts peers in Fengcheng, and many times won the final martial arts competition.

But all of this has changed since the last time the martial arts museum was more skilled, he was defeated by Wang Tianhao, a much younger martial artist, three times five times two, with a long gun, and the moment he was trampled on the face with his feet dead on the ring stage.

He - Feng Jun, has never hated a man so much, even once after that contest, stubbornly practiced martial arts for months, did not step out of the martial arts hall, just to be able to avenge Snow Hate again!

Fortunately, not long ago, because something challenged another powerful martial artist, although the other party used his fist to raw and break the iron coat kung fu, he accidentally took his iron coat kung fu to the next level due to the accident, and smoothly advanced to the stage of completion.

In this way, he naturally had the confidence to stand at the end of this martial arts hall contest, instead stepping on Wang Tianhao's feet.

However, when he really saw Wang Tianhao again at Tianluwu Museum, when he was trampled on one side of his face at the foot, he immediately had some hot feeling, which made his heart feel a little less confident.

The Feng army thought about it here and finally snorted coldly and said:

“Are you sure that the only contestant in this Fei-Hong Museum and Liu Feng Museum is the wild boy with a thick body of earth worth noting, and that no one else is worried about? ”

“Brother Feng, don't worry. We've heard it many times already. The strength of these two martial arts halls is much lower than that of our Tianlu Jinxun martial arts hall. You should be careful, only the man with the thick earth body mentioned by the owner. However, even though this man possesses a martial arts body, a wild boy from the remote soil of the poor country can really cultivate some brilliant martial arts skills. His brother's iron clothing is no less colorful than the body of thick earth, plus the already ten layers of quenching technique, even if he is tired, he can live the wild boy to death.” Next to a disciple from Tianlu Martial Arts Hall, he kissed his ass and said.

“That's it. In this way, I can deal with Wang Tianhao with all my heart!” The Seal Army touched his face and the fierce light came out, he said.

Strange to say, however, he just came out of the mouth, just a short while ago under the healed ribs, hidden also conveyed some uncomfortable feelings.

After a meal, the cabin door behind the martial arts field opened. In the loud laughter of the formation, the four martial arts people, Li Qianhai and others, came out, one by one to talk about the wind, as if they were really friends at a party for years.

“Well, the four martial arts museums are more skilled and officially started.” Cold Zen, the master of the Tianlu Martial Arts Museum, swept away the eyes of the martial arts and declared without thought.

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