I Became an Anonymous Boss

Today's Jincaomen is very beautiful.

The old owner Cao Shengtian specially organized a coming-of-age ceremony for his son Cao Tinglu.

Cao Tinglu is a rare genius. He just held a teacher apprenticeship ceremony a few days ago, and was accepted as a registered disciple by the Dugu City Lord, ranking sixth.

When people have happy events, the whole Jincaomen is quite excited.

In the entire Dugu City, Dugu pays a Heavenly King Realm, and getting a relationship with him means that the status of Jincaomen belongs to the top group among the five sects.

But in the past few years, the life of the Cao family has not been good, mainly because of the decrease in revenue and the weakening of influence.

Cao's business was booming at the beginning, but the foundation of Dugu City was shaken, and nearly half of the people were killed by Nan Xinmo. The head of the Cao family had to hand over his head to save the life of Cao's core. It can only restrain its minions and do some normal business. It even lost most of its market share at one time, and it has only gradually regained it in recent years.

The older generation is also dead, and the new generation is in charge. Cao Tinglu is approaching 60 years old and has broken through to the Vientiane Realm. It shows that the Cao family's status in the Jianghu has been restored to its original state, and with enough influence, the value has also risen, so there is a scene where a large group of Jianghu people try to visit the door.

I don't know how many people in the Jianghu hope to open a sect in Dugu City and gain a reputation.

A few years ago, with the collapse of the old generation of Dugu city lords, how many empty and good positions were left?

Nan Xinmo chopped off at least 160 heads, and these positions have not been filled so far. Today, the total number of martial arts schools in the city is only more than [-].

The number of new martial arts gyms opened in the past few years is very small, but this also represents the absolute superiority in quality. The past Dugu City Lord died and took away a large number of legacy poisons, just like a strong man scraping his bones to heal poison. Ushering in a new development period, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes poured in, trying to get some profits from this blank space, which can be described as a raging fire.

"Congratulations, Master Cao."

"Cao Da is the head of the family and has developed, but don't forget us old guys."

"Master Cao, I brought this congratulatory gift from Nanman. It just so happens that the young master has come of age, so I need a maid..."

Hearing the congratulations and flattery from the people around him, Cao Shengtian also let out the anger that had been pent up in his chest for a long time.

Among the five sects in the past, the prestige of Jincaomen was killed the worst, because the people offended were the most ruthless, and now they can finally raise their heads again, how can they not feel happy?

He spoke a lot harder.

"Today is the dog's coming-of-age gift. There is no need to be so polite. You should drink and eat meat."

"Now Dugu City is getting better and better. The rivers and lakes are turbulent. It will not be too far away from the day when the martial arts hall will be rejuvenated."

"Everyone can rest assured that this world will never forget us. Dugu City is still the mainstay of Southern Tang Martial Arts, so everyone..."

Cao Shengtian hadn't finished his testimonial speech when there was a sudden blast at the door, as sharp as a eunuch's voice at the roll call.

"Earth, Shirataki——!"

"Go to the door and kick the hall—!"

The door is open, the hall is full of guests, the tables and banquets are full of ingredients, and the visitors are all dressed in Chinese clothes.

On the contrary, Shirataki's white clothes looked out of place standing in the light, it was too open and bright.

The crowd whispered: "What's going on? Kicking the gym?"

Cao Shengtian couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that the roll call was sung wrong?

He looked at the young man below, confirmed that this was a name and sect he had never heard of, and couldn't help frowning: "Who let it in?"

A disciple of Jincaomen approached and asked, "Boy, where's your congratulatory gift?"

They just thought they sang the wrong name.

Seeing that he didn't answer, a disciple became angry and wanted to grab him by the collar. Lan Xiangxue kicked him away and hung him on the wall.

"The roll call is correct."

"I'm not here to congratulate, I'm here to kick the hall. I need to borrow the golden signboard of Jincaomen for something."

"By the way, get back something that doesn't belong to you."

Shirataki took a step forward, and the tables with a variety of ingredients lined up on both sides, and the guests also separated like a tide, and they all felt the amazing momentum.

All the people seated were from the Jianghu, some of them were top-three players in the Jianghu, but they didn't dare to move, their eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

Coming to kick the gym at this time is simply crazy and reckless, coming to seek death.

It looks like it's very pretentious, but these warriors may swarm him at any time and chop him into mincemeat.

He walked through a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair, and broke into a hell without a gate... Where did he get the courage?

Cao Shengtian's face was gloomy. Today he was proud of his horseshoe disease, but before he had time to pretend to be complete, he encountered this incident, and the killing intent in his heart could hardly be suppressed: "You disturbed my guests and injured me. The sect’s disciples and stewards, today’s feud has been settled, and if you come to kick the hall, you will live and die! Kid! Are you really not afraid of death?”

"According to the rules of Dugu City, when those who kick the gymnasium come, the martial arts gymnasium does not have to accept life and death fights. If Master Cao is not confident, he might as well join the crowd and rush forward. I don't mind a group fight." Bai Taki moved his wrist. .

"You want to provoke me?" Cao Shengtian sneered: "Just because you, a bastard with no hair, want to step on me and become famous in the world?"

"You worry too much." Bai Taki said lightly, "I don't need you to make my reputation, you are not worthy."

"A bluff!" Cao Shengtian grinned grimly: "Just for your courage, I will pay you to buy a coffin!"

"I said I'm just here to pick up things. If you don't give it, I will take it myself. It's more convenient to follow the rules. It's better if you don't follow the rules. Let's mess around together." Don't worry, I won't kill you, the Cao family has already killed all that should be killed, so you won't be kept until today."

"Big words!" Cao Shengtian didn't think deeply about the meaning behind these words, and waved his sleeves angrily: "Let's fight to the death!"

Shirataki blinked: "...Are you sure?"

Dugu City is the sacred place in Wu Fu's heart, so many people came to this city with the idea of ​​"fighting and becoming famous", but in fact, being able to fight may not necessarily make you famous, because there are many rules.

The overall atmosphere of Dugu City is actually very similar to Jinmen in the Republic of China era.

It’s just that there are more martial arts gyms, and there are more powerful people, but no matter how powerful they are, they need to learn to be a man with their heads down when they come to Dugu City. Behavior, the possibility of winning is extremely small, even if you win, it is difficult to get out of the body.

Because of the life-and-death competition, the representative had to walk down the ring alive alone.

Cao Shengtian was also furious, and put down this cruel sentence.

If he lost, his death would be considered in vain; if he won, he would be unable to move an inch because he killed Cao Shengtian.

Shirataki didn't care about such trivial matters, he just looked at Cao Shengtian calmly and asked "Are you sure"?

Cao Shengtian didn't think too much about it, one breath, one skin, his face is the face of Jincaomen, so to be stepped on like this, he will naturally have to desperately.

Cao Shengtian also understands the reason why the son of a thousand gold can't sit on the court. In the final analysis, he still thinks that the other party can't win him.

The difference in the system of martial arts and the difference in realm are not absolute differences in strength. Cao Zhong can destroy the phenomenon of the heavenly king in all phenomena; Boundary performance.

Cao Shengtian, the head of Jincaomen, belongs to the type whose strength and realm are linked. He is not only an old Jianghu who has been polished for most of his life, but also not an ordinary martial artist with a humble background.

The guests left their seats one after another, and directly set up a three-story arena in the center of the pavilion. The upper and lower floors are all rings, without boundaries.

There is only one rule, whoever falls down loses.

"Master of the Strong Grass Sect, Cao Shengtian."

"He who came from the earth, Shirataki."

The two sides clasped their hands and uttered a word in unison.

"--Please!"

Bai Taki's tone was calm, but Cao Shengtian didn't say the last two words.

Needless to say, just do it.

Regardless of the rules of the rivers and lakes, let the younger generation make the first move, Cao Shengtian seized the opportunity, no matter what, he is also a martial artist in the Great Vientiane Realm, his basic skills are naturally solid and reliable, and the essence of martial arts that is ever-changing has been mastered. Refers to the artistic conception, that is to say, abandoning the complicated moves, leaving only the refined essence, but the power has been increased several times.

He came straight in front of him, punching a wild horse, the wind of the fist blew his clothes, like a cardigan breaking a stone, directly hit Bai Taki's chest.

Bai Yi did not rush, turned around and spun around, avoiding the turbulent punch, turned to the railing on the second floor, and walked up the railing.

How could Cao Shengtian bear this man's attitude of a chivalrous man in white in front of him, and kicked on the railing, like a domino collapsing, the chain reaction knocked down the stairs on one side.

Shirataki landed on the corridor, patted the upper of his shoe: "It smashed something."

"It's all from the Cao family, you don't need to pay for it!" Cao Shengtian snorted coldly.

"Then I'm relieved." Bai Taki scooped up with both hands, caught the petals that fell from a big osmanthus tree in the center of Jincaomen Martial Arts Gym, and shaped the petals into a ball. The petals were glued to the outside, leaving a vacuum in the middle.

Rub out a flower ball casually, throw it casually, the ball rolls in mid-air, and it starts to expand every time it rolls around, the petals are wrapped around the invisible ball and twirling, the invisible force forms a rolling stone, following gravity, following The corridor tumbled

The entire corridor was flattened and crushed by this force, like a giant python whose spine was crushed, and exploded inch by inch.

Just now he was still laughing at the young man, fearing that the faces of the guests who have no skills will change. This wave of his bare hand does not show any martial arts skills at all. , Ninety-nine out of ten innate warriors can't do it.

Cao Shengtian shouted angrily, opening the sky with both fists, and responded with the superior martial arts of Jincaomen. The Vientiane Realm is different from the Great Vientiane Realm. The former can only perceive the artistic conception from known moves and martial arts, although it is out of the restrictions of moves , but if you want to exert the power of artistic conception, you are still subject to the shape to a certain extent, and the latter is completely free-handed kneading martial arts, flat a belt cleave can also have special effects.

Seeing that the master of the Jincao Sect had already met the petal sphere head-on, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his feet backed up again and again. The power of the petal sphere formed by the air is essentially compressed air. Once touched, it will explode and form a short-term vacuum. Ordinary warriors would break their hands when they touched it, but he just retreated, which shows that this physical body is not ordinary.

Cao Shengtian took three steps back in a row, his old face flushed, he didn't lose when he loses, this young man has skills, but he shouldn't step on his face, he casually summoned a spear hanging on the wall, the wind knows the strength of the grass, this A spear is the wind.

The blast spear pierces the petal sphere, and once it is stabbed and turned, the petals and fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus spread all over the sky.

Cao Shengtian lifted his body and stepped over the shattered stairs to the second floor. The spear roared like a wind, swift and dexterous, but still powerful.

Bai Taki was interested in testing his depth, so he made a random move, and one of the guests couldn't hold the weapon in his hand, so a red tasseled spear fell into his hand.

In the arena, the most important thing is to be happy and to participate.

If someone says that fighting in the ring is not fun, they must be lying.

Bai Taki's weapon attainment can't be said to be a mess, it can only be said to be mediocre. He has never worked hard on weapons, let alone comparing with the world's number one swordsman like Fomalhaut, even if he is not as good as Lan Xiangxue. Cultivation base, gesticulation of swordsmanship, can't last for a few rounds.

Although the spear is often held, there is little chance to use it.

He held the red-tasseled spear and touched the opponent's spear three times, and the weapon was almost dropped. Then he noticed that the Gale Spear would exert a skillful force to drop the opponent's weapon, and the spear was almost dropped. Come.

"Boy, are you worthy of using a gun in front of me?"

"Tsk..."

This taunt made Shirataki uncomfortable for a moment, he turned his wrist, from two hands to one hand, from pronated grip to upside down.

The red-tasseled spear rotated as he turned around, forming a whistling windmill, and the turbulence swirled. The red-tasseled spear was lifted upside down and dragged the ground, and it swiped on the ground, pulling out a tornado of wind. Cao Shengtian stared wide-eyed. , Knowing the blast but not the tornado, this power is too strong, he can't hold it even with a weapon.

Immediately afterwards, Shirataki's move was a two-way foil, from top to bottom, he pulled out an arc with the red tasseled gun, and bombarded the middle end of the spear that Cao Shengtian was struggling to support, smashing him directly through the floor, and fell from the corridor on the second floor into a In the lotus pond on the first floor.

The water splashed, and several red-tailed carp flicked their tails, circling around Cao Shengtian. He shook his head, and his mind was dazed for a moment. Just now, his energy mechanism was cut off. It seemed a simple move, but it was not that simple at all. Just now, for a moment, he touched the tumbling aura in the opponent's body. It is definitely not the aura that young people should have. It is as powerful as the tide of Qiantang.

At this time, Cao Shengtian couldn't stop panting.

"Tired?" Bai Taki asked standing on the second floor attic, "Then I will continue to climb the stairs."

He looked up to the top of the floor, where the plaque of Jincao Gate was hung.

"Stop going!" Cao Shengtian breathed out, took a breath, and went upstairs again.

This time the battlefield came to the third floor, about the same height as the crown of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the center.

So what everyone saw was the white clothes floating around on the canopy of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, indescribably dusty and elegant, like a cat playing with a mouse, but Cao Shengtian was thrown into the ground again and again, and the entire third floor of the pavilion All became riddled with holes.