Chapter 229: The Strongest Man in the Sky

In the early morning, everything is full of vitality and the sun is rising. In this season of spring and summer exchange, the daytime becomes particularly long. In the early morning, the time period is getting earlier.

A month has passed since the peak battle at the top of Yungui Peak.

One month is enough to spread everything that happened at the top of Yungui Peak to every inch of the land in the three major strata. In the mouth of Mr. Storyteller, in the airships flying everywhere, in the doors of hunters who like to show off their knowledge, and among the people of major floating islands...

As long as it is powerful enough and amazing enough, it will always be spread far and far.

On the west side of Guiyun City, there is a very famous teahouse.

The teahouse business is very popular every day. The reason why it is popular here is not because the tea here is good, nor the environment is elegant.

It’s just that there is an old storyteller here every day who tells the guests in the teahouse some legendary stories from the world for free.

Over the past month, the most common thing that Mr. Storyteller said in his mouth was the news that the mysterious martial arts master masked man, who fought with the Kunlun Martial Arts Hall "Iron Cloud Hand" for his life, at the top of Yungui.

"That day, the masked man and Sheng Sheng had just fought two moves and jumped down the cliff and found another place to duel. So, no one knew what happened later, and no one knew who won that day in the end?

But we can see that after half a month, the deputy director of Kunlun Martial Arts Hall appeared in the martial arts hall with bandages wrapped around his chest, and was already teaching his disciples' martial arts skills. As for the masked man, there seemed to be no news again. According to my husband, that battle should be very fierce. In the end, the "Iron Cloud Hand" fought hard for his life and killed the masked man."

"Old storyteller, let's not let you go! The masked man didn't even need to incarnate, so he beat Li Kaiming up and urinated. How could he lose to the old man for his life?" The teacook who was listening to books in the teahouse couldn't help but curse. Obviously, this was the unwavering admirer of the masked man.

"Oh." The storyteller, white-bearded old man smacked his mouth and replied: "Why are you so sure, this guest? Could it be that you saw it with your own eyes?"

"Old man, you've probably never seen it before. I'll just brag here!" the teacook complained.

"I am analyzing it according to facts..." the storyteller muttered.

The debate continues, at this moment, in a quiet martial arts training ground at Kunlun Martial Arts Hall.

Chen Musheng was wrapped in bandages on his chest, naked upper body, and holding a big gun in his hand. He was practicing "Kanglong Spear Technique". In the blacksmith shop in the Nine Nether Fantasy Realm, he had been an apprentice for so long, and he had learned how to forge a real big gun.

Therefore, I have a little more understanding of the characteristics and feelings of the big gun. Now that I use the gun technique, even without the help of divine power, I feel a bit decent.

Zhu Yun was holding a huge bowl in his hand and was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He kept reaching out his hand to take out the meat buns from the jar and stuffing them into his mouth, and watched Chen Musheng practice martial arts with relish.

"Huh!"

Chen Musheng stopped, holding the gun rod with his hands tightly, and the gun head was still shaking violently.

"Brother Zhu, you are too exaggerating." Chen Musheng turned his head and looked at him. Seeing Zhu Yun's mouth full of oil, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This terrifying fat man went out early in the morning to sweep all the meat buns in the three bun shops in the city and took them back as breakfast.

"Boy Chen, it seems that you have recovered well." Zhu Yun laughed and continued to eat buns.

"Yeah, that's OK." Chen Musheng smiled and said, "The battle a month ago was so fierce. Fortunately, the old man's palm missed it. If he hit the chest, he would probably die."

The battle at that time was extremely fierce, and the last blow that Chen Musheng fought hard with his life was extremely dangerous.

"Senior Masked Man, I have something to do, but I'm going to come in." At this time, a loud voice came from outside the door.

Chen Musheng smiled and said, "Brother Tiezhu, come in directly, what are you polite?"

"What my father said is to be polite to seniors." Zhou Tiezhu and Tiehammer walked in without leaving his body.

Seeing this reckless man with strong sincerity and calling him senior, Chen Musheng couldn't help but want to laugh. Speaking of which, Zhou Tiezhu is still two years older than him.

"Brother Tiezhu, is there anything wrong?" Chen Musheng asked.

Zhou Tiezhu knelt down with a "thump" and said, "Senior Masked Man. My father let me come out of the village this time to let me find a master like this to learn from. My father said that men who stay in the village for the rest of their lives are the most unreliable. He didn't want me to be like him, so he drove me out. Last time, my senior helped me exhale on the ring, I made up my mind to be my master."

"This..." Chen Musheng was speechless. It was the first time in his life that someone wanted to take him as his teacher. He was only seventeen years old this year.

"I can't agree to this request." Chen Musheng shook his head and said.

"Master, do you really want me?" Zhou Tiezhu said with a sad face.

Chen Musheng was speechless again. This guy called himself a master directly. However, this country man followed him up Yunguifeng from the stage, and then he could still grop and find the place where he fought for his life. This perseverance is indeed commendable.

"Brother Tiezhu, don't call me Master. This way, since you have no place to go, follow me in the future. I will teach you some martial arts on the way. If you have learned it almost, go back to the village." Chen Musheng had no choice but to say this.

"Thank you, Master. I will be a teacher for life and my father. I, Zhou Tiezhu, must remember the words of my seniors." Zhou Tiezhu said loudly, touching the ground with his forehead, and kowtowed three times cleanly.

Chen Musheng let out a long sigh of depression. It seemed that the master who was about to lose his life was destined to accept it.

"Haha... OK. Boy, it's really interesting to be a disciple of Boy Chen." Zhu Yun laughed loudly. A tank of meat buns had been eaten completely by him. He patted his belly and said, "Tiezhu, call me "Master Zhu". From now on, I will teach you the ancient ruins martial arts "Giant Dragon Transformation".

Zhou Tiezhu shouted: "Hello, Master Zhu."

"Haha... It's great! If you don't teach me in the future, Master Zhu will give you a gift."

"..." Chen Musheng said speechlessly for a moment, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble. We have been dragging here for too long. Cousin Tianming is probably waiting in a hurry, and it's time for us to set off. Brother Zhu, I'll take you back to Hope Island to take a look."

Chen Musheng naturally would not hide his secrets about his elder brother, and he had already explained it to him.

"Okay. Anyway, we two brothers are good partners! I will go wherever you go," Zhu Yun laughed.

"Well. I'll say goodbye to Senior Lei Rui and leave." Chen Musheng nodded.

Most of the time, Lei Rui is alone in a martial arts training hall in the martial arts hall. The operation and preparation of thousands of branches under the Kunlun Martial Arts Hall will be handled here.

When Chen Musheng walked into the martial arts hall, he found that his whole life was also covered with bandages.

Two men, one old and one young, looked at each other like mummies, couldn't help laughing.

As I said on my whole life, after that war, no matter what the result was, the Kunlun Martial Arts Hall would never bother with things on the arena. Even because of the like-mindedness of Chen Mu's business, the two became friends.

Although the battle that day was tragic, both of them were seriously injured. In fact, it was a draw, no victory or defeat.

But Chen Musheng won in his age.

Seventeen years old, terrible young!

For such amazing talent, he had already developed a desire to recruit him throughout his life. However, Chen Musheng knew that he had many big things to do, and could not stay here for a long time and could not join the Kunlun Martial Arts Hall, so he had to politely reject the invitation.

"Brother Chen, how did his injury recover?" asked Li Sheng concerned.

"Fortunately, I will be able to recover completely in about ten days. Judging from Brother Bi's appearance, it seems that he has recovered almost." Chen Musheng smiled.

"Oh, my old bones are not good. Without the ability to recover from your young people, it is rare to be transformed into one once, and it will probably take three to five months to recover." Bi Sheng smiled and shook his head.

Chen Musheng smiled and bowed to Lei Rui, saying, "Senior Lei, Senior Bi, Chen Musheng has disturbed him during this period. As the saying goes, there is no banquet that will last forever. There are still some things that must be handled. Today I will say goodbye to you."

"The injury has not healed, why should I rush to leave?" said throughout my life.

Chen Musheng shook his head and said, "I'm still worried about people in my heart. I have been out for too long and I have to meet them. So it's really not convenient to stay for a while."

"That's a pity. I originally wanted to discuss more about martial arts with Brother Chen. I benefited a lot from the last battle." I said regretfully throughout my life.

Lei Rui wore a loose black robe today, with almost no expression on his cold face. This super strong man who commanded thousands of martial arts schools and hundreds of thousands of disciples was not a talkative person, so when Chen Musheng finished greetings with Shengsheng, he waved his hand and said, "You go out first. I have something to say to Chen Musheng."

"Yes!" Hearing this, Li Sheng immediately bowed and quickly left the room.

"Senior Lei." Chen Musheng.

Lei Rui looked up and down with sharp eyes, glanced at Chen Musheng, and said slowly: "Are you from the Mo family?"

"That's right." Chen Musheng nodded. He practiced the internal strength of the three major warriors of the Mo family, "Eight Desolations", and ordinary warriors may not be able to see it, but a strong man of Lei Rui can naturally see through it at a glance.

"Mo family..." Lei Rui pondered: "I have never heard of a person like you among the juniors of the Mo family."

Facing Lei Rui's questions and staring at the pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, Chen Musheng felt an undeniable will arise in his heart.
Chapter completed!