The strength of Hairong Pavilion was proven again. Hao Chu wiped his hands with a wet towel. Killing someone was nothing to him. The owner of Hairong Pavilion clapped his hands and shouted: "Our goal this time is to attack the top 40. I would like to ask all of you to work harder."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Luo Tian was wandering around the martial arts hall without leaving. Such martial arts halls are usually very lively. There are many people coming to practice martial arts and learn skills, so it is a semi-open place.

The boiling water frog on the side pulled La Luotian's clothes and asked, "How is it, can you deal with that champion named Haochu?"

"Haha, be more modest, ninety percent will win him, not more modest, ten percent will not miss. However, although this place is good, it is different from what I imagined. I didn't come just to get a recommendation. It would be better to recommend my martial arts school to teach me some skills. With my current cultivation level, I can't get the best of the Southern Region. So before the competition starts, I have to at least improve my cultivation to the Tiandan realm to be able to be a little sure. Therefore, it is not possible to learn skills. This place is not suitable for me."

Luo Tian walked around and to be honest, he looked down on this place and his teaching skills were not qualified. Although the Sea God clan was very knowledgeable about the control of divine power, these secret things would not be passed on to him by an outsider, so he concluded that he could not learn real skills in the Hairong Pavilion and there was no need to keep them. But when he was about to leave, an old man walked in outside the Hairong Pavilion gate. This old man was a little interesting. From the appearance, he should be a member of the Sea God clan, but for some reason, his eyes were covered with cloth strips and his clothes were not as bright as those of other Sea God clans. He held a bamboo pole in his hand and couldn't see it when he walked, so he stuck a bamboo pole on the ground and moved into the house step by step. When the people around him saw it, they also avoided it from a distance, as if they didn't have anything to do with this old man.

"Don't you leave?" Luo Bi asked.

Luo Tian waved his hand and signaled to wait a little longer.

As soon as the old man came in, he shouted, "Are the owner here? Is the owner here?"

He was so loud that the whole room could hear it. The owner of the Hairong Hall came over and saw the old man's expression changed immediately. He sneered: "Blind old man, what are you doing?"

The old man obviously had a good ear. After hearing the voice of the owner of the Hairong Pavilion, he slowly looked over and walked up to him and said, "I'll ask for a martial arts hall that I recommend to me."

The owner of the Hairong Pavilion smiled coldly again and said, "The recommendations placed above have been arranged to go to various martial arts halls. What you didn't get is not qualified. I don't have a few recommendations here in total. I plan to let a few more disciples go up and show this year, but there are no one left for you. Besides, your broken martial arts hall has long been gone, and only you, a blind old man, still have some skills, but you won't go to the ring by yourself, as you will die if you go up."

The old man was obviously a little angry and shouted: "Why did my Wantao Pavilion say that I won the first place in the Southern Region once, which brought glory to our Southern Region. Although it has declined now, it is not too much for me to ask for a recommendation. Could it be that the contributions made by Wantao Pavilion to the Southern Region do not count?"

The owner of the Hairong Pavilion smiled and said, "You cannot lie on the credit book. Your Wantao Pavilion was indeed glorious and brought glory to the Southern Region. But that was something that happened hundreds of years ago. Now you are blind and the martial arts hall has declined. You can't bring you benefits by relying on your former glory."

"Don't forget, if I hadn't brought you to debut, your Hairong Pavilion wouldn't have been opened." The old man shouted angrily.

"Don't be angry with me. I know you are a senior. You were once a powerful figure in the Southern Region. Unfortunately, you were beaten to death and your cultivation was destroyed. Your eyes were dug. Now that you have lost the bamboo pole in your hand, I'm afraid you can't even walk out thirty meters. I don't make things difficult for you. If you want to recommend, you can just ask the governor to ask for you. The governor asked me to give you a recommendation, and I will give you a recommendation. The governor has the final say." The owner of the Hairong Pavilion said half-sarcastically and half-mockingly.

The old man stomped his feet angrily, then shouted, "Okay, I'll go find the governor, I don't believe that we don't even have a place in Wantao Pavilion."

"Then it's easy to leave and not send it off."

The old man walked out staggeringly. At this time, Luo Tian patted Luo Bi on the shoulder and said, "You guys go back to the inn first, I'll go and have a look."

After leaving Hairong Pavilion, the old man walked towards the Governor's Mansion, but the hiking road was steep. He was a blind man who looked in good health. He fell to the ground shortly after walking. After getting up, he sat on the ground and gasped. Luo Tian walked over and asked in a low voice: "Old man, is it okay?"

The old man paused, then suddenly picked up the bamboo pole in his hand and called Luo Tian. After Luo Tian avoided it, he heard him shouting: "Damn ant, how dare you, human, talk to me? Get out of here, don't taint my ears."

In the Sea God clan, the older the tribe, the more people hate humans and are more proud. The trade deal with humans makes the younger generation of Sea God clan more or less accepting humans. Just like Lanni, although she is a bit of garbage ant, she still does business when she should do business and contacts when she should. However, some old guys from the Sea God clan are not like this, and they are extremely disgusted with humans.

Luo Tian was not angry either and smiled and said, "Although I am a human, I have some tricks. If I have the ability to get a recommendation for your martial arts school, do you want it?"

The old man obviously paused, but then shouted: "You treacherous human being don't want to lie to me. Although I'm blind, my heart is not blind. How can I believe the words of an ant? Get out of here."

Luo Tian shook his head and sighed, "It seems that I am thinking too much. I thought you would put down your prejudices for your martial arts school. It's fine, just pretend I didn't say it."

Just as he was about to leave, the old man suddenly threw the bamboo pole over and hit Luo Tian on his body. Luo Tian looked back and asked, "Did you lie to me? Can you really get a recommended place?"

Luo Tian smiled and said, "Is there anything you deserve to cheat on me?"

"Pick up my bamboo pole and go to the martial arts hall to chat with me."

Wantao Pavilion is located in a very remote place on this island. It is located in a dark alley where foreign races live. The place is not big and the house is very simple. It can be seen that this old man can barely maintain his life. How could he recruit disciples in such an environment? In addition, this old man has a great prejudice against foreign races and is definitely unwilling to recruit foreign races to get started. Therefore, the martial arts hall is becoming more and more declining. Until now, this acre of three-point land looks like a dilapidated warehouse, and there are some medals and other objects hanging on the walls. It should be the glory of this martial arts hall.

"You are just opening a martial arts school in such a place?" Luo Tian was not very polite to the old man, especially after discovering that the other party looked down on humans like other sea gods.

"Now the place of Hairong Pavilion was once our Wantao Pavilion, but unfortunately the king has declined, and our Wantao Pavilion is no longer the same as before." The old man sat on the ground. To be honest, there was not even a chair in this place, and he could only sit on the ground.

Luo Tian leaned against the wall, looked at the medals on the wall, and then said, "Are these medals won by your Wantao Pavilion?"

The rusty medals have been like old antiques for at least a few decades.

"Yes, decades ago, our Wantao Pavilion was a famous martial arts hall in the Southern Region. Not to mention the fifty islands nearby, even the entire southern region ocean, our Wantao Pavilion has a place, because our Wantao Pavilion once cultivated the king of the Southern Region and reached the finals of the Central Region." Speaking of its former glory, the old man's face clearly showed a smile.

"Oh? Then why did it decline later?" Luo Tian asked.
Chapter completed!