Chapter 87: A show of force
"Cheers!"
Celebrations erupted in the warm box.
Zhao Wuji drank a lot of wine and was rich. However, the atmosphere of the banquet was rare. After all, they were all old guys who had retired and would hardly get together to celebrate like this again.
Glancing at Xie Mo, who was arm-in-arm with Flanders, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a strange light. He couldn't see through that boy's strength, and at the same time he was a little depressed in his heart. Genius, I was also a genius back then. It's just a few hundred million points off.
Although Xie Mo worshiped Dugu Bo as his teacher, in a sense, he was still a student of Shrek Academy, a three-no college with no money, no people, and no qualifications. After all, he joined at the beginning, but did not join later. Other colleges, plus the fact that Xie Mo didn't have the domineering aura of a noble boy, everyone easily accepted Xie Mo's arrival.
Ma Hongjun looked at his brother Mo and his master hooking up together, and he felt happy in his heart. However, it was obviously a chat between three people, so why did he suddenly lose his place? There was a look of sadness on his little face, and he turned to look at Oscar next to him. .
"Come, have a drink with me!"
Oscar blinked, not knowing why Ma Hongjun suddenly went crazy. He continued to pick up the cup and pretended to touch it with Ma Hongjun, and then took a big gulp.
Gee, I have a lot of gas and my stomach is a little bloated.
"Xiao Mo, I heard that you entered the Wuhun Palace on behalf of the elders of the Wuhun Palace. I remember that Senior Dugu once..."
Flanders looked at Xie Mo with a smile, as if he was just curious.
The originally lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and several teachers also frowned slightly. They actually couldn't stand the Wuhun Palace. Otherwise, with their strength, they would have a high status in the Wuhun Palace, but Xie Mo There was no answer, and they stopped talking.
"My master is my master, and I am me. My master and I will deal with the people who are chasing my master in Wuhun Palace. As for other people, I don't care what happens to them."
"What's more, when you reach the level of Titled Douluo, how can there be so much hatred and hate, and this token is also an accident. When I went to get the soul ring with my master, I met two Titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace. If you like me and give me the token, am I going to throw it away?”
Hearing Xie Mo's words, everyone nodded thoughtfully. It was indeed true. Many older generations would not deliberately involve the younger generation.
Moreover, if the two elders of Wuhun Palace gave you tokens, I guess Dugu Bo wouldn't be able to withstand it. It would be hard to say anything if he secretly kills you without giving face, but then it won't necessarily be Wuhun Palace that takes action.
"What's more, this token is quite useful. At least the Spirit Halls everywhere will give me face."
Xie Mo fiddled with the token in his hand and looked at Flanders with the same smile.
"And if it hadn't been for this token this time, the problem of the fallen soul master and the wolf thief wouldn't have been responded to so quickly."
Mentioning this, everyone's faces showed anger. Although they were not good people, they all had basic conscience.
A group of Soul Emperors and Soul Saints live a hard life in a small village. It would be easy for them to cruelly dominate the mountains and bully the people, but the pride in their hearts prevents them from doing so.
"Eh? Brother Mo, does the Wuhun Palace token look like this?"
Ma Hongjun didn't care to drink with Oscar to drown his sorrows, and stretched his neck to look at the token.
"A seven-story pagoda with the word Ning."
He was mumbling to himself, but how could everyone not hear him.
"Ahem, I got it wrong. This is the token given to me by Uncle Ning." Xie Mo had an embarrassed look on his face, and the gems on the token shone brightly under the light.
Everyone was speechless. They had never seen the Elder Token. They were all from Yeluzi, and there were no Wuhun Hall personnel to train them.
"Uncle Ning, could it be that Sect Master Ning?"
Flanders looked at him strangely. This guy is quite good at hooking up. He is the richest man in the world from the Qibao Glazed Sect. He doesn’t know how much money he has.
"This, ahem, no, Grandpa Jian gave it to me."
Xie Mo took out another token with the image of a sword that looked full of murderous intent.
"Oh, that's not the case either. This belongs to His Royal Highness."
Xie Mo kept searching for the token with an annoyed look on his face. He couldn't help it. I'm such a genius. It's normal for so many people to want to be friends with me.
It was not until the end that the Elder Token of Wuhun Palace was taken out and handed to Ma Hongjun, who looked stupid. Flanders also looked at the small pile of tokens on the table blankly. How come this guy has such a strong network of connections? In the past few months, What happened?
At the same time, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He could tell that Xie Mo was trying to intimidate them. Although they didn't say it openly, they actually wanted to say that they respected Xie Mo, so forget it.
A few of them are aloof and have bad tempers. What's wrong with Xie Mo Tiancai? I've only met him a few times. He's not very strong yet, so even though he's friendly on the surface, the arrogance hidden in his words occasionally irritates the other person.
Oh, what a headache.
Xie Mo actually just asked the other party to weigh his own weight. He originally just wanted to take Ma Hongjun away, but Oscar actually didn't care and was of little use to him.
But Ma Hongjun was loyal to him, and coupled with his previous relationship, Xie Mo also thought of poaching Flanders to Ma Hongjun to make up for his father's love, and also tempted Liu Erlong.
As for these teachers, Li Yusong probably can't beat him now. It's hard to say for Zhao Wuji. After all, he has the martial spirit avatar, which is almost useless, or the biggest use is to take Flanders away.
He also understood the arrogance hidden in the attitude of these teachers. How could you, a soul master, still want to communicate with the rest of us on an equal footing?
Needless to say about them, when Xie Mohunsheng becomes Soul Saint, he will probably be able to kill the titled Douluo. Let him communicate with teenage brats of the same age. Even if the other party is mature, his words will inevitably be arrogant.
So Xie Mo didn't say anything. Just when Flanders asked, he just took out one token after another. What's the use of it? It's the background that makes him come out!
Of course, Xie Mo himself is not weak, otherwise there would be no way for the opponent to just kill him and run away.
"Ahem, Hongjun, finish reading. Return the things to Xiao Mo as soon as possible. This thing is very important."
Flanders was a little tired. To be honest, in the eyes of that group of people, the value of these old guys was not necessarily as great as that of Xie Mo.
Looking at the small pile of tokens, Flanders couldn't help but feel envious in his heart. If he had the background, he would have had to endure so much hardship in the early years, not to mention that Yu Song was not even the best soul ring ratio. .
"It's okay, it's just a token. There's no such thing as life and death at that level. It's no problem to get another one when the time comes."
Xie Mo talked nonsense in a serious manner. There is no problem in having one, but how is it possible without fighting life and death? It is not a joke that so many titled Douluo died in the original work.
Flanders smiled, you have the background and you are right.
However, Xie Mo's face suddenly became serious at this moment, and he turned his head sharply to look in one direction.
(End of chapter)