C33 Stunning Four Seals (2/2)
”Father …” Yang Yan's heart was bitter, his eyes filled with unwillingness and hatred.
”Little animal, you dare to kill!” Yang Lie did not answer, but turned his head and roared at Luo Yu.
”Heh heh!” ”Your precious son tried to kill me first.” Luo Yu laughed coldly, not fearing an expert in Houtian ninth stage in the slightest.
”You …” Yang Lie was furious, he wanted to attack Luo Yu.
”Enough, Brother Yang. For a battle between juniors, you have crossed the border.” At this time, two figures flew down from the small building and arrived beside Luo Yu.
”Father, Mother …” Luo Yu's heart relaxed as he called out, it was none other than Luo Xingchen and his wife.
”Haha, son, good job!” Luo Xingchen patted Luo Yu's shoulder and laughed.
”Brother Luo, is this how you educate your son? A martial arts competition actually wants to kill someone! ” asked.
”Heh heh!” ”Brother Yang, whose son was the first to act with killing intent? You and I were both watching upstairs, there's no need for me to say more, right?” Luo Xingchen said with a cold smile.
”That's right, your son had killed Yu'er three to five times, it's fine if we don't teach him a lesson first. Also, how should we teach our son?!” Nalan Fang also shouted softly, standing together with her husband, protecting Luo Yu.
Hearing that his parents had always been protecting him in the dark, Luo Yu's heart warmed and his eyes became a little astringent.
”Hahaha, good, very good! This time my son's skills are inferior, I won't say anything more!” Yang Lie laughed angrily, pulled Yang Yan along, and was about to leave, after that he turned around and sneered, ”Today's matter, I, Yang Lie, will remember it.” Then, he brought along the humiliated Yang Yan and left.
Luo Xingchen and his wife did not say a word and returned to the small building.
”Defeat …” ”We've lost!”
”Yang Yan lost …”
”Luo Yu almost killed Yang Yan!”
The competition grounds immediately erupted into an uproar. All kinds of surprise, the commotion was like a tidal wave, shining brilliance in Qing'er and Qing'er's eyes as they looked at the youngster on the competition grounds. She was getting further and further away from his footsteps …
The two girls suddenly felt a surge of motivation. At least they did not want to let him down too much.
Luo Hua's face paled, the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger. ”Little waste, how long are you going to be so arrogant for?”
”Hehe, I never thought little brother would improve so quickly.” A few months ago, I only saw him with postnatal triple, and in a few short months, he already reached Houtian fifth stage. ”Wu Qingluo was shocked, and became even more convinced that there was an expert supporting Luo Yu behind him, so he could only be friends and not enemies.
Luo Yu had replaced Luo Hua as the number one person among the young generation of Luo Family to defeat Yang Family. Naturally, they were happy, but they felt that with a light on their faces, Nangong Wentian's hands could be seen tightly clenching her fists, her joints crackling loudly. However, she immediately let go of his hands and walked over with a bitter smile.
said in a bland voice. After being repeatedly forced to stop Luo Yu from being so gentle with his killing moves, the result was self-evident, Haha, there's no need for that anymore. ”
Nangong Wentian smiled bitterly as he looked at Yang Yan, who was being led away by Yang Lie, and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Luo Yu was not one of those who bullied the weak and feared the strong. ”I do not have the confidence to win against Brother Luo's Houtian fourth stage, not to mention, you have broken through again now …”
”But how could I, Nangong Wentian, let you go after that? When I break through to Houtian fifth stage, I will fight you again!” With a twist of his body, he regained his former self-confidence.
After cupping his fists towards Luo Yu, Xiao Yi turned around and left.
Luo Yu muttered to himself as he watched Nangong Wentian's elegant and unrestrained back.
Luo Yu walked down the arena. ”Young Lord was so mighty earlier!”
”Hmph, now that we have the Young Lord, I want to see if he still dares to be so arrogant in the future …”
”Just now, Family Head and Madam were truly peerless in their domineering ways. Haha, order Yang Family Master Yang Lie to retreat!”
The disciples of the Luo Family all surrounded him in a flattering manner. At this moment, they had changed their way of addressing him as Young Lord, and now that they saw him as the Young Lord, the person who had once called him waste did not dare to speak anymore. As for Luo Hua, it had already become the style of the past.
This was the world of the Ancient Fighters. They only believed in one rule, the strong were respected …
”Little brother Luo Yu, you were so cool earlier.”
Wu Qingluo walked out from the crowd with a light smile.
”It's been three days since we last met!”
”Sister Sister Qing Luo!”
Luo Yu cupped his fists and said: ”I am grateful to Sister Sister Qing Luo for giving me the storage bag.”
Right now, he knew the value of the storage bag he was given, it was not the slightest bit off from his Common Tier High Grade or weapons, so the only person who could gift such a gift in front of him was Dobao's shopkeeper, Wu Qingluo.
”Hehe, this little brother doesn't see you as a stranger. The first time I saw you, you already felt that you and big sister were fated. A mere storage bag is nothing.”
When Luo Yu heard this, he secretly thought about what intentions Wu Qingluo had towards him. As a person who had lived two lifetimes, he believed that there would definitely be a good thing that he would fall into a trap in this world, but he could not think of any plans she had towards him. As the manager of the Dobao, Wu Qingluo's cultivation level and status were not inferior to his father's.
After saying a few cold goodbyes to Nangong Xin'er and the rest, he brought Qing'er and the other disciples of the Luo Family back.
But in today's battle, when Yang Yan challenged the two chosen, his name resounded throughout the entire White Dew Town. It became a topic of discussion after the meal.