, even..." Emperor Hunwu.

After coming out of Tiansheng Valley, Zuo Wuzhou was already truly invincible at the same level. Naturally, Hunwu Lord was not in his sight. What he wanted was Hunwu Lord and Hunwu Emperor.

Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou is mentally prepared to fight against Lord Hunwu tomorrow, a battle that will make him passionate.

In the past, he had fought against Hunwu Lords several times and killed many Hunwu Lords. However, most of them were killed under favorable circumstances such as the environment. He never knew what his level of cultivation was, nor did he know how to fight in an upright manner.

Can you defeat Lord Hunwu?

Tomorrow, not only will there be a free-for-all killing, but the crisis in the creek forest will be resolved, and it will also be an excellent opportunity to gather swords.

Zuo Wuwan poured a full cup of tea for Zuo Wuzhou. He said respectfully: "Two great lords, please drink tea. I know you will definitely win."

Zuo Rushu was just like Zuo Wuwan. He was full of passion and words, but it was hard for him to speak frankly because of Guan Longhu's presence.

"Of course I will win." Zuo Wuzhou smiled. He touched Wuwan's black hair, looked at his third brother carefully, and laughed. In the past, Wuwan was actually just a child in his heart, but Wuwan bent down to pour him tea.

It was a discovery. It turns out that Wuwan is almost eighteen years old and is about to become an adult.

The impression of Wuwan in his mind was that of the little boy four or five years ago. Now he noticed that Wuwan was taller and stronger than before. Judging from the body shape, he was almost catching up with his older brother.

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"It seems that as an elder brother, I am too careless. I didn't even notice that my third brother was as old as me." Zuo Wuzhou sighed in his heart. Zuo Wuwan had already settled his soul, relying on the magic soul. He was already at the second level.

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Zuo Wuwan and Zuo Rushu, full of excitement, went out, leaving Guan Longhu alone.

Zuo Wuzhou recalled past memories. He talked about old things with Guan Longhu without any airs of dignity. They couldn't help but laugh at each other.

Guan Longhu secretly admired him and secretly made a decision: "Compared with those seventh and eighth graders, Zuo Dazun has no airs. This is the soul monk who is truly magnanimous and ambitious. He actually still remembers me and is willing to chat with me.

, it’s really rare.”

Of course Guan Longhu didn’t know. Ordinary Soul Martial Lords often achieve success after years of practice. Just like ten years of hard work, once you win the number one prize, you will naturally feel proud. Furthermore, Soul Martial Lords and below are really not in the eyes of the Dharma, even the serious Soul Martial Lords

He's not even a monk, so why would he take it to heart?

When it comes to putting on airs, it is actually out of the question. Unless you are a soul monk who has no hope of advancement and is only greedy for glory and wealth. Otherwise, there will not be many serious soul monks who have the leisure to show off to the weak.

The world of soul cultivators is often hierarchical. This has been the common sense since ancient times. Zuo Wuzhou is young and does not have the experience of being an ordinary soul martial master in the ten years of poverty. Naturally, he does not have the pride of winning the number one prize in one day.

He lives alone and doesn't care about his status.

After talking about old things in Bazhong for a while, he became more and more enthusiastic. Guan Longhu gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a plop. He sincerely said: "Please Lord Zuo, accept me as your disciple!"

Zuo Wuzhou was surprised by this sudden move. He was shocked: "You want to worship me as your teacher!"

"You get up first, let me think about it!" Zuo Wuzhou felt something weird in his heart. It had only been five years since he officially embarked on the path of soul cultivation. He was only twenty-two years old. Naturally, he had never thought about becoming a master.

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Fortunately, Guan Longhu didn't play the trick of "I won't get up if you don't agree". He was not pretentious. He stood up after a moment's hesitation, staring at him expectantly.

Zuo Wu Zhouzao had a funny and weird look on his face, and he had some unspeakable thoughts in his heart: "After I leave, I owe the Benxiang Sect one more time to become a disciple. I will go to the Benxiang Sect to fulfill my promise after the longevity elixir is resolved."

He truly had never thought about becoming a master one day, just like a young man in his youth, how could he think about death. However, when he thought about it carefully, he was speechless: "It seems that no one has set the age limit.

Only then can you be a master."

Zuo Wuzhou still felt indescribably weird. There is no disciple who is older than his master. He smiled playfully and said: "Why don't you wait until tomorrow is over before becoming my master. Aren't you afraid that I will die in the ring tomorrow?"

Guan Longhu was stunned and shook his head: "I never thought that I was born as an orphan and was not able to enter the soul academy when I was young. It was also an accident. It was only when I embarked on the path of soul cultivation that I groped my way along the way. It is rare to see a great master

Dear, that’s why. I don’t want to miss any good opportunities.”

Not to mention Guan Longhu's experience in the first half of his life, when he embarked on the path of soul cultivation, his situation was quite similar to that of Zuo Wuzhou. Both of them had no money to buy good secret books, so they had to fight and collect everywhere. After many hardships, they were able to practice by luck.

A nine-level cultivation level.

Hearing Guan Longhu's experience, Zuo Wuzhou thought of himself quite a bit and was slightly touched. After thinking about it for a moment, he said with a calm expression: "You can go back first, I'll think about it for a while."

There was no refusal. There was hope. Guan Longhu was secretly excited and respectfully went out first.
Chapter completed!