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The black-clothed Senior Brother gradually found himself unable to resist, and his lower leg couldn't help but tremble.

Finally, he breathed out a mouthful of impure air, and his lower body collapsed. His hand loosened its grip, and he consecutively retreated a few steps back, falling onto the glass tea table.

The thick body smashed the tea table into pieces.

Wu Yu stood up and said to Zhao Xu, "Take them out for a while."

He pointed at Pi Hou and Da Zhuang who were on the sofa. Zhao Chuanxi understood, with one hand he grabbed Pi Hou, with the other he held Da Zhuang and walked out the door with large strides.

Brother Jin and his subordinates were standing guard outside the door, listening to the movements in the private room.

But after listening for a long time, he still couldn't hear anything.

There was only the sound of glass shattering. It was unknown who suffered a loss.

Brother Jin was sweating profusely, hoping that Wu Yu would be able to hold on for a little longer.

The chartered rooms opened, but they saw Zhao Chuanxi carrying two people out.

Brother Jin swept his eyes across Zhao Chuanxi's body a few times. He was a little unable to see through Zhao Chuanxi's background.

This person did not reveal himself, nor did he leak out water. However, there was a faint killing intent coming from him.

This was completely different from those hooligans on the streets. Brother Jin thought that this person might have had a life in his hands.

Only those who had seen blood would have such an imposing manner.

Zhao Chuanxi stood at the door and said to Brother Jin: "Bring two chairs over."

His words were so matter-of-factly, as if he had forgotten that there were only a few people on his side. Brother Jin's group stood to the side like tigers eyeing their prey.

Brother Jin stared at Zhao Chuanxi, wanting to suppress him with his aura, but after working hard for a long time, he felt guilty and turned his eyes away.

He waved at his opponent and said, "Go, move two chairs."

His subordinate went to another room to bring two chairs, but his subordinate thought that he was clever, hence, he placed the chair beside Brother Jin: "Big brother, please take a seat."

Brother Jin slapped his subordinate's head: "Did I say you want to sit?"

His subordinate finally understood what was going on and slowly placed the chair in front of Zhao Chuanxi.

Zhao Chuanxi placed Pi Hou and Da Zhuang on a chair, and stood by the side with his hands behind his back.

"Brother, just go where you want to go?"

The Brother Jin expressed goodwill to Zhao Chuanxi, and looked like he was concerned about his subordinates.

Zhao Chuanxi closed his eyes, he did not look at them, nor did he listen, he treated Brother Jin as air.

Brother Jin clenched his teeth and thought to himself: I have messed around for nothing, and am being bullied by a bunch of inexperienced young men with no background.

Even a lackey would be so arrogant.

He kept his attention on the room, but it was quiet.

He put his hand on the door, wanting to open it a crack and look inside.

But Zhao Chuanxi grabbed onto the handle of the door, looked at Brother Jin calmly, and shook his head.

Brother Jin took back his hand and smiled apologetically: "Alright, I won't look, I won't."

Inside the private room, the black-clothed senior brother was lying on the floor. He rolled on the floor, and without caring about the glass fragments around him, he grabbed a beer bottle and threw it at Wu Yu.

He was afraid that Wu Yu would chase after him, so he crashed into the ground and jumped up from the side.

Wu Yu's neck tilted, and the bottle of wine flew right past his ear.

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother jumped up and took on a stance again. "You are also a character who has walked the path of cultivation, I dare you to consult my master."

Wu Yu shook his head with a smile. The simple and honest temperament of this black-clothed senior brother was unconcealable. He was an honest man.

Wu Yu threw up his hands and said, "It's not a sect, just a family."

The black-clothed senior brother took a wrong step as he moved. He was wary of Wu Yu suddenly making a move and secretly thought to himself, "What do you mean by having no sect or school? You obviously don't want to say it."

"You're quite skilled, may I ask what level you are at?"

The black-clothed senior brother continued to ask.

Wu Yu shook his head again, and the black-clothed Senior Brother started to get nervous.

He could feel that Wu Yu was brimming with energy, causing him to fall to the ground, as though nothing had happened.

However, he had no idea as to how powerful he actually was.

"Can't you ask?"

The black-clothed senior brother blinked his eyes. He had been brought along on the mountain for most of his life, and this was the first time he had ever been to a world of flowers. He could not help but feel cautious, as if doing anything was wrong.

"Of course you can't ask. Did your master not teach you this?"

Wu Yu carried his words, "If you can't meet a cultivator, you won't be able to see them. If you can't do it, you don't have to do it. Because if they are not yin or yang, if they are not friends, then they are enemies. There are always fewer friends, but there are many enemies. "

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother came to a realization and looked at Wu Yu with a grateful expression, nodding his head vigorously.

Wu Yu continued, "It's your fault for asking me. Let me ask you, how is your master doing, and to what extent did he cultivate to?"

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother shook his head and said, "I can't tell you. Who knows if you are an enemy or not. Will you cause trouble for my master?"

He did not stop his footsteps as he spoke, secretly accumulating energy. He was confident that he could still fight Wu Yu.

"You are studying pretty fast!"

Wu Yu laughed angrily, "Alright, let's not talk about cultivation, I just want to ask, how did you find the Brother Jin? What did he tell you? Let's explain it clearly before we start. I don't want to be used as a gun by others. "

"What is there to say!"

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother raised his head, staring at Wu Yu and said, "Master said, with our kind of ability, we can't afford big matters. At most, we can give people the job of watching over the courtyard. Since we are following Brother Jin, we naturally have to help him watch his back. "If you come here to cause trouble, I'll stop you. It's that simple."

"Us?"

Wu Yu finally heard something useful from the black-clothed senior.

"The three of us have come together."

The black-clothed Senior Brother said with a smug expression, "What's wrong? "Are you afraid now?"

Wu Yu shook his head. He was confident that he could handle three people at the sixth or seventh level of the blood circulation energy.

Then, he was overjoyed. If he took these three as his own, it would be like picking up a treasure midway.

"You talk about yourself, and I talk about me."

Wu Yu put his hands behind his back, "You have only seen me hitting people from the Brother Jin, do you know how he treats my people? "My two brothers have been beaten into disgrace by him. My other brothers have been scattered by him. My reputation has been sacked, so who am I to seek justice with?"

What Wu Yu said was not a lie, but he had only said half of it.

"Really?"

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother also stood up straight, but then he tensed up again and took up a defensive stance. "Then I don't care. I can't let you waste your time here anyways."

"I can agree to whatever conditions Brother Jin gives you. "Why don't you help me!"

Wu Yu threw out the olive branch. "To be honest, I might be able to guide you in your cultivation!"

"That will depend on whether you have the ability or not!"

The black-clothed senior brother gave a loud shout and attacked again. This time, he really did learn to be good and not push his palm forward in a dull manner.

Instead, he executed his move, running amok as his palms flew out to attack Wu Yu.

Below mental state, cultivators were still cultivating their flesh and blood while cultivating the blood circulation energy.

This move was quite effective in the area of kicks and punches. The black-clothed senior brother's punches and kicks were full of vigor, and as he attacked, he approached Wu Yu's vitals.

Once he broke through mental state, his cultivation would go from flesh and blood to mental energy. This kind of mental energy was not primarily manifested on his body, but rather on his unfathomable mental energy.

Wu Yu breathed in deeply and circulated his spirit energy. No matter how fast senior brother in black's punches and kicks were, to him, they were as light and leisurely as a child's movements.

He put his hands behind his back, neither blocking nor retaliating.

As the black-clothed senior brother took the lead, his head tilted and attacked his waist, but he was able to barely avoid the attack.

No matter how fierce the attacks of the black-clothed Senior Brother were, they were useless to him.

The black-clothed Senior Brother's breathing quickened, but he was unwilling to stop.

"Do I have the right to teach you now?"

Wu Yu said with her eyes closed.

The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother didn't answer and instead lowered his waist, once again using the plain and unremarkable movement of his palm towards Wu Yu.

This time, senior brother in black's palm strike looked even more mediocre than last time, but Wu Yu knew that this time, he had used all his strength.

Wu Yu thought: If I take another palm from you like last time, I won't be able to show you my abilities.

Wu Yu was infuriated and his body remained still as he received the palm strike from the black-clothed senior brother with his lower abdomen.

Outside the private room, Brother Jin was nervously pacing at the side, like an ant on a hot pan.

It was unknown who won and who lost.

If Wu Yu won, then he would be in trouble. If senior brother in black won, then he would have to continue supporting the three ancestors.

If this continued, he wouldn't be able to solve the problem before him.