Douluo Promise

Half a month has passed in a row, and the weak period of Wuhun's real body has long passed.The injuries on his body have long since healed because he possesses the gold of living beings.

As for why Zao Wuji stayed for half a month, it was because it was his first life-and-death fight with a master of the same level, and he was digesting the gains from this battle.

However, Zhao Wuji only summed up some timing and methods of attacks, which made his attacks more powerful, and Zhenshan Jin had a tendency to break through to the fourth level.

According to this trend, I should be able to break through in another three months, and my strength will be improved by then.

As for his previous ambition to create his own claw technique, there is not even a shadow of it.

He had stayed in this hotel for the past half month, but he didn't find any caravans coming here. He didn't know that the hotel boy was telling lies.

But today is different. All the guys in this hotel are busy.

I heard from the guy at the front desk that there would be Soviet-style caravans returning from outside in the afternoon carrying daily necessities, and this hotel would be responsible for receiving them.

Zhao Wuji also asked why this hotel was the only one responsible for receiving Soviet-style caravans. Zhao Wuji's ear naturally knew that there was no movement in the hotel next door.

The waiter smiled and replied: "Because behind our four hotels are the four major alliances of the Lost Grand Canyon. The four major alliances of Ye, Ling, Chen, and Su each have the right to live in a hotel."

At noon, Zhao Wuji asked the waiter to deliver the food to his room, because Zhao Wuji sensed that a large number of people had arrived outside the village.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a burst of noise, footsteps and the "yo yo" calls of mules and horses.Zhao Wuji closed his eyes and listened carefully to the conversation of the people below.

"Shopkeeper, how many vacancies are there?" A rough voice came into Zhao Wuji's ears.

"Master Huping, there is currently a guest staying on the top floor of the hotel." The shopkeeper bowed his hands slightly and replied respectfully: "The number of vacant rooms in the hotel is completely enough for everyone to live in."

"That's good, help us arrange a room." The rough voice said again: "I'll stay in the original room."

The shopkeeper's goatee trembled and he was speechless.

Seeing him like this, Master Huping asked impatiently: "You don't mean to say that the guest lives in my original room, do you?"

"Well, Mr. Hu Ping, forgive me, it's because the clerk in the store is ignorant." The shopkeeper said carefully: "That young man is smart and capable, so I recruited him into the hotel."

"You!" Master Hu Ping snorted coldly.

At this time, a big hand from behind patted Hu Ping's shoulder and said: "Okay, just stay here, just change to another room." To Zhao Wuji, it sounded like a middle-aged and rich voice.

"I know, second uncle." Master Hu Ping immediately fainted when he heard what his second uncle said. He turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Hurry up and arrange a room for us. We are exhausted."

"Hey, please, Master Huping." The shopkeeper turned to the waiter who stood aside and shouted: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Take the master to the room to rest."

The boy was startled, nodded in agreement, and immediately led them to his room.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and smiled. When he heard this, he knew that the young master Hu Ping had never experienced the beatings of society.Suddenly, Zhao Wuji seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.

In the evening, Zhao Wuji put on a silver mask and went downstairs to the lobby. He ordered some food and drinks and started drinking by himself.

After a while, Zhao Wuji saw a large number of people coming down the stairs. The person leading the way was not very gorgeous in clothes, but rather resembled the fur of a soul beast.

You can tell by the softness and luster that it is worth a lot of money, and Zao Wuji knew at a glance that this was Master Hu Ping.

"Shopkeeper, hurry up and serve the food and wine," the young man said. The unique and rough voice he spoke made Zhao Wuji even more sure.

The middle-aged man behind him had a sparse beard and seemed to have a calm demeanor, so he must be the second uncle.

Zhao Wuji was looking at him, and he naturally saw Zhao Wuji.

He walked towards Zhao Wuji with a smile. The middle-aged man behind him shook his head and walked away when he saw this scene.In his opinion, the young master of this family was going to teach the person who accidentally occupied his room a lesson.

But he didn't care about it, as long as Hu Ping was fine.Besides, I am the Soul Saint. Is that person more tyrannical than me?Do not make jokes.

"Brother, do you mind sitting here?" Master Hu Ping asked Zhao Wuji with a smile, but he didn't care if Zhao Wuji answered or not, he just sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"I didn't seem to agree to your sitting here, right?" Zhao Wuji tilted his head and said calmly while eating the food.

"Do you know where this is? Who am I?" Master Hu Ping said in the same plain voice when Zhao Wuji turned his head and didn't look at him.

"This is the outskirts of the Wandering Grand Canyon, what about you? Is it important?" Zhao Wuji took a sip of ale and said slowly.

If nothing else, these two people really look like two old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

"It doesn't matter that you don't know me. Just know that this place is not far from the Lost Grand Canyon." Master Hu Ping also picked up the flask and poured a glass of wine and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that you stayed in my room. This is evil." I."

"Do you know what will happen to me if you mistreat me here?" The second uncle over there looked at Zhao Wuji who still had no fluctuations, shook his head and said with emotion that he was another dumbfounded young man.

Every year, many stupid people come to the Lost Grand Canyon, but [-]% of them will die within the first month, so it is not surprising.

"Oh? I really don't know." Zhao Wuji continued to eat with chopsticks.

Young Master Hu Ping saw that Zhao Wuji was still calm and calm, so he stood up suddenly and flipped the table.

The food and drinks on the table fell to the floor, and Zao Wuji's chopsticks were hanging in the air.

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"You know? No one has ever dared to lift my table." Zhao Wuji gently let go of his hand, and the chopsticks fell to the ground.

At the same time, a terrifying Contra-level pressure suddenly erupted from Zhao Wuji, and the people in the lobby felt palpitations, as if they were in a huge wave.

Two yellow, two and four black eight soul rings (disguise skills) were beating around Zhao Wuji's body, and a giant diamond bear covered in flames stood behind Zhao Wuji.

This was when Zhao Wuji truly released all his pressure. Terrifying soul power surged throughout his body, and Zhao Wuji's feet were slightly off the ground.

All the soul masters present involuntarily released their martial souls and soul rings to resist this powerful pressure.

But it was all in vain, "Bang bang bang - bang bang!" Everyone in the lobby was crushed to the point where they either collapsed to the ground or knelt down on one knee.

The wooden tables and chairs also continued to explode. "Poof!" Young Master Huping, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly on his back to the ground.

The man named Second Uncle before turned out to be a Soul Saint, the being with the highest soul power among these people.

And besides him, the Soul Saint, there are four Soul Kings in the caravan.As for this young master Huping, he is just a soul sect.