Supreme Master In City

C203 Tribute



C203 Tribute

Lee Zhao didn't know what to say after being scolded by Dong Fei. After a while, he stammered, "This is called fighting for an opportunity. What's wrong with me?"    

    

Dong Fei shook his head helplessly and looked at Loong Wei with an inquiring look.    

    

"It seems that the two realms I gave Fa Jieh made many young people jealous. Never mind!"    

    

As he spoke, Loong Wei flicked his finger and a lotus flower bloomed on Fa Jieh's head. The petals bloomed beautifully. Fa Jieh did not understand what was happening. He looked up and was stunned. Was this the Seven Apertures Mystical Finger?    

    

On the river bank, under the eyes of everyone, Loong Zun, the legend of martial arts, once again rewarded Fa Jieh with a realm. Seven realms!    

    

"You, this..."    

    

At this moment, Lee Zhao's heart was bleeding. He couldn't understand why Loong Zun would give Fa Jieh the Dao Realm, and three Dao in a row. Why wouldn't Loong Zun give it to him?    

    

"When a person is born, plants and vegetation will fall in autumn. In this world, i, Loong Zun, am the only one who can bestow three Dao Realm experts to others. "    

    

Loong Wei gently waved his hand, and the small boat slowly left. At this moment, the rain was misty, and the boat was gradually getting farther and farther away.    

    

When the people on the riverbank finally reacted, each and every one of them cautiously looked at Lee Zhao, who had lost his soul. This fellow had lost all his face today, and it was even worse than death.    

    

Li Xuewen and his wife looked at their beloved son with pale faces. They were unwilling to accept this. Why? Why did Loong Zun not like our son? My son is a heaven warping talent. Why didn't he get your favor?    

    

Not only did he not bestow the Dao Realm, he even publicly denounced my son as trash, and even rewarded Fa Jieh with another realm to humiliate Lee Zhao?    

    

"No matter how strong you are, i, li Xuewen, will not acknowledge you. You are bullying the weak, you are shameless!"    

    

Li Xuewen pointed at Loong Wei, who was getting further and further away, and cursed.    

    

"Who do you think you are? Loong Zun needs your approval?" Chen Yuan sneered, "Besides, your son actually begged for the Dao Realm from a young man of the same age. It should be your family who is shameless!"    

    

When Li Xuewen heard this, he immediately denied it. "Impossible, Loong Zun is only in his twenties, this is impossible!"    

    

Chen Yuan smiled calmly and his tone was full of disdain. "How can an ant like you know what is possible?"    

    

"I have seen Loong Zun's true face. How can his peerless elegance be comprehended by someone like you?"    

    

The noisy scene on the riverbank gradually dispersed. Only the raging waves beating against the shore rumbled.    

    

Fa Jieh and Lee Zhao who were fighting at the center of the river had returned. Compared to the calm and composed Fa Jieh, the current Lee Zhao could be said to have lost all his face. He would rather die than live.    

    

Lin Lieh looked at the news of Loong Wei in the rain. It was said that Loong Zun was going to have a showdown with the Martial Arts Association, but he didn't know when they were going to start fighting.    

    

"Master, the Hua Family is on their way to the Jinling." Chen Yuan reminded him in a low voice.    

    

Lin Lieh raised his eyebrows. The Hua Family was here?    

    

As one of the eight major families in Jinling, the Hua Family had long wanted to unify the world with the other seven families. Not long ago, Lin Lieh had informed them that there would be a fierce battle in Jinling. How could the Hua Family sit back and watch such a great opportunity?    

    

Lin Lieh narrowed his eyes and looked at the surging river, remaining silent.    

    

At this moment, the army on the opposite side of the Jinling River was a huge threat to him. As the leader of the Jinling, Lin Lieh was well aware of one thing. How could he allow himself to be lost while lying on the other side of the river?    

    

Regardless of whether this army was targeting him or not, as the head of the biggest family in Jinling, he had to show his prestige!    

    

Early the next morning, the flag of the army camp on the south bank of the Jin Ling River was raised, facing the bright sunlight and fluttering in the wind.    

    

Very quickly, this news spread across the streets and alleys of Jinling, and the troops that the outside world had speculated for a long time finally made a name for themselves.    

    

Lin Lieh had just woken up and had finished washing up. At this moment, Chen Yuan ran into the room in a hurry, his face full of panic.    

    

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Lin Lieh knew that Chen Yuan had come quickly to calm down. What was going on today?    

    

"Master, the south bank military camp has raised the flag..." Chen Yuan lowered his voice. "Long live the flag..."    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Lin Lieh's hand trembled in fear, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground.    

    

If it was really the flag that Chen Yuan had mentioned, not to mention the eight families joining hands, even if the eight families joined hands, they would not be a match for the Ten Thousand Year Army. That was the backbone of the Huaxia Army, the trump card of their trump card!    

    

"Master, this flag has such a great background?" Chen Yuan didn't know what was going on. Although he was the guardian of the Lin Family, he knew very little about these matters.    

    

Lin Lieh remained silent and fell into deep thought.    

    

On the banks of the Jinling, teams of mighty masters began to perform on the red sun.    

    

A black business car slowly drove on the road. Loong Wei opened the window and looked at the scenery that was too much for his eyes to take in. That's right. These hot-blooded young men had been on the battlefield for a long time and had not returned to their hometown to worship their former comrades, not to mention visiting their families. When they dreamed back, they could only tear up and part ways with the people on the blind date.    

    

Turning into a small path, the speed of the car gradually slowed down. A wall of heroic spirits that stretched for a hundred meters suddenly appeared in front of them. On it were engraved names that would last forever.    

    

Loong Wei got off the car, tidied up his appearance, and walked up the stairs step by step with a solemn expression.    

    

He stopped and stared at every name on the wall. Many young men had sacrificed their lives in order to protect this land. No one knew about these people's achievements, but their names never faded.    

    

The group of people passed by, but only Loong Wei remained standing straight, not moving at all.    

    

Not far away, a crippled old man was staring at Loong Wei, who was standing under the Wall of Heroic Spirits. He had noticed this extraordinary young man from the very beginning.    

    

The years of military service in his early years had caused him to lose half of his leg. Fortunately, his life was saved. After he retired from the army, he became the administrator of this place.    

    

The back view of the man in front of him was too majestic. For a moment, he was in a trance, as if he had returned to those iron-blooded years in an instant.    

    

He stood tall and mighty. He was not afraid of death. He would never take half a step back even if he killed the last person.    

    

The crippled old man recalled the past. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and looked at the young man under the Wall of Heroic Spirits. He stood straight and gave a military salute. He had a myriad of imposing manner and a sharp edge.    

    

The hurried passers-by in the surroundings could not help but stop and watch. They immediately understood that this person was a soldier who had come to offer his condolences.    

    

Loong Wei looked at the young names on the list with a sad expression. How many of them were his good brothers and subordinates? He had promised to bring them home, but now, they were buried in the ground and had no chance of surviving.    

    

* Rumble *    

    

The dark sky was gradually filled with muffled thunder, and it seemed like it was going to rain soon.    

    

"Lord."    

    

Dong Fei gave Loong Wei an incense stick to burn.    

    

Loong Wei held the incense stick in his hand and faced the three zhang tall Heroic Spirit Wall. He bowed, bowed twice, and bowed three times. Every time, he would give a deep bow.    

    

Lord of the Three Armies, this was already a supreme bow, one that belonged to the highest level. However, in front of the Life and Death Robe, in front of the countless Heroic Spirits that had been sacrificed, his identity and status were not worth mentioning.    

    


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