C92 (1/2)

To all martial artists, tonight was indeed a passionate night!

Other than the Villa Owner Tie having prepared delicacies and excellent wines for the heroes, most of the passion came from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Indeed, everyone present today were full of dreams. Judging from their expressions and eyes, they seemed to be brimming with confidence towards tomorrow's competition.

Martial Union Lord represented not only an identity or a symbol, but also the hope and responsibility of all martial artists in the world.

Of course, there were also a lot of people who wanted to compete for the Alliance Master's position.

From the looks of the banquet hall, Iron Sword Villa had already made sufficient preparations for this.

The main hall was located at the edge of the back mountain. It had once been a place where swords were forged. The surface of the wall and roof was made of iron, and there seemed to be traces of a mechanism! If not for experiencing it personally, no one would have thought that there would be such a grand place in the Iron Sword Villa.

Indeed, otherwise how could it be called Iron Sword Villa!

In the brightly lit main hall, the current popular scene could only be described as extraordinary.

Besides the masters of Shaolin Temple enjoying the fasts specially prepared by the villa in their rooms, all the other heroes were busily toasting each other and toasting each other. All of them were filled with lofty sentiments. Some of them even had the aura of ”the wind is gentle, while the water is cold; a brave man will never return”!

However, the Southern Palace's ”Blood Demon Palace” was not one of them. Of course, this would not affect the interest of the crowd.

At the corner of the hall near the window, one was completely different from the other heroes.

A white-clothed youth in his late twenties.

He was thin and handsome.

Although the heroes had been drinking to their hearts' content for six hours, he hadn't touched a single drop of wine.

It was a complete defeat.

In fact, he should be called Tang Bai.

Ever since he came to the Manor, he hadn't said a single word to anyone other than the Manor Lord when he entered the manor.

Ye Zichen frowned, as if he was thinking about something very important.

He kept looking out the window. The moonlight tonight was really good, and he could see very far. But everyone knew that he was not looking at the scenery.

Maybe it was because they had been holding their heads up for too long, but at this moment, they finally looked around the hall and saw that all of the heroes had already drunk until they were dizzy.

Tang Bai let out a long breath and quietly stood up. Then, he silently walked out of the corner of the door.

A cool breeze blew over. Tang Bai couldn't help but tremble and immediately felt much more clear-headed.

He could smell a strong fragrance, the fragrance of flowers.

Tang Bai froze for a second. He looked around and couldn't help but inwardly exclaim in admiration!

There was a mountain range less than a hundred feet in front of him!

He was in the center of a basin! When he came in, he did not notice!

What a huge courtyard!

Tang Bai couldn't help but stick out his tongue. Not only was the courtyard large, it was also surrounded by osmanthus trees. It was currently blooming, no wonder he smelled an intoxicating fragrance the moment he stepped out the door!

In front of him, a small stream snaked away and disappeared over the cliff.

Tang Bai's spirit was lifted as he walked forward unknowingly.

After walking around the cinnamon forest for about a hundred feet, there was another house about ten feet away. Although he could not see it clearly under the moonlight, he was sure that it was very well built.

The interior was brightly lit.

Tang Bai looked and thought, ”Can it be that we've arrived at a place that we shouldn't have?” He turned around and planned to return to his original path to rest. Just as he turned around, he could faintly hear people chatting inside. Curious and curious, Tang Bai hesitated for a moment before leaping into the laurel tree near the window. Unexpectedly, there was no sound at all!

”...” ”Amitabha, I think the next few days will be filled with danger …” He was full of energy, and one could tell that he was a Withered Zen master. When Tang Bai heard their voices, he didn't think for a moment that they were inside the house, silently berating himself for being too reckless. He hurriedly held his breath and didn't dare to breathe!

”...” ”That's right. I saw that Southern Palace was planning well and had come prepared. They are definitely determined to get it …”

”...” Hahahaha, hey, I said old monk, now that the situation has come to this, we don't have to panic anymore, who cares about palaces, if he wants to violate the rules, I think this world hero will not agree! ”Even if he has three heads and six arms, we don't need to be afraid …”

”...” ”Father, how about I go first and kill him first. Hmph!”