Chapter 426: The Real Templars Court (2/2)
Mr. Wannabe and Charcoal both appeared out of the crystal. Wang Tong knew that he would not have been able to bring his opponent down without the help of his old friends.
”Balls! That Ivantian's feminine diarrhea-BS must be contagious. He made you so sentimental, gross! Have you recovered yet?” Mr. Wannabe jested.
”Don't worry. I will be fully recovered soon.”
”Atta-boy! That's it! Good job, by the way.”
”Haha, thanks! Have I told you that Old Fart is actually the grand master of the Templar? He is in charge. I think I should be able to free you.”
”Well, what are you waiting for?”
”On another note, are you...interested in that harpist? She is quite a looker!”
”None of your business!”
A few days later, a space-liner full of young warriors headed towards Earth from the moon. Although the tournament had ended, their journey had just begun. These young warriors were excited about the promise of entering the Templar's court.
A couple of hours later, the space liner landed at the Washington Bay. Without taking a break, the group headed directly towards the Templar's Court.
Although it was not the first time for many earthling teenagers to enter the Templar's court, curiosity gripped the hearts of all of the boys and girls from other planets.
The airplane dropped the group of young fighters in a valley and disappeared behind the mountain range. Zhang Buyu and the other three inner curt disciples felt light-hearted as they had finally reached home.
”Attention everyone, you have entered the territory of the Court. Look above you… You will see the light at the mountaintop. That's the Hall of Valhalla. Feel free to look around, and I will meet you up there.” Zhang Buyu announced to everyone.
”Michaux, follow me!” Lie Jian shouted out and started up the mountain. He was eager to be the first one to arrive at the top, so he used his soul energy and started flying.
It turned out that Lie Jian was not alone, as Li Shiming, Patroclus, and Wang Tong all started flying towards the top. The other fighters had to follow them on foot.
As Lie Jian approached the plateau at the top, he was blown away by the scale of the development. The Templars had practically turned the entire mountain into a city. Streets weaved into each other and skyscrapers jutted out like teeth of an ancient giant. Lie Jian had imagined the Court to be similar to a senior's complex, but the vibrant and lively scene proved him wrong. Even Wang Tong was taken it back by the ambiance.
”Hehe, who would have thought, eh?”
”Haha, this is the real Templar's court.”
In a heartbeat, the four air-bound warriors had already reached the gate of the city.
”What an extravagant place!” Lie Jian shouted.
”They all seem to be top level fighters.”
”Of course, even a peddle could be a level-six warrior.” Li Shiming said lightly.
Wang Tong was in no mood for sightseeing. He looked left and right, searching for the culprit.
”Ah...you have finally arrived, young master.” A disciple greeted Wang Tong with a deep bow.
”Yes. No need for the formality. Could you please show me the way?”
”Hey, are you going to pretend we are not here?” Lie Jian piped up.
The young disciple didn't even spare him a glance and replied, ”Please help yourself.”
Seeing that he was not alone in the cold-shoulder treatment as Li Shiming and Patroclus also stood quietly beside him, Lie Jian decided to let the matter rest.
Meanwhile, Wang Tong was concerned with only one task: finding Old Fart.