Chapter 1309, Scrutinized
"Thank you son."
He solemnly put the ring on his finger, looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, please."
"Thank you very much."
Zhou Yan nodded in thanks, and then stepped forward.
Not long after, he walked out of the restaurant.
At the entrance of the restaurant, a luxurious carriage stopped.
On the carriage sat a young man in black, with a gloomy complexion, a cold and haughty demeanor, and a cold light in his eyes, which seemed to be very noble, but also like a ferocious beast, which made people dare not approach him.
"My lord, that little brother has come out."
In the carriage, the young man in black opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Yan through the window, and said slowly with a gleam of coldness in his eyes.
"Hmph! A mere eighth level god king is worthy of being called a brother and brother with me?"
The young man in black drank coldly, his face became more and more gloomy, and he said coldly: "Let's go, let's go."
"okay."
The coachman quickly agreed, drove the carriage, and quickly chased towards Zhou Yan.
"Brother, what a coincidence, you are also planning to go to Wantong Commercial Bank?"
Inside the carriage, the young man in black raised the curtain, stared at Zhou Yan, and said jokingly.
"Oh? You know me?"
Zhou Yan frowned and asked with interest.
"Hey... This is Wang Hao, from Beimingjun City."
The black-clothed young man Wang Hao put on a smirk, and said sarcastically, "It is said that you eat and drink in the Zhou mansion, and you know you are idle every day."
"Today, you are even more daring. You dare to offend me, Wang Hao. You are simply seeking your own death."
"Haha... so it's Wang Hao, I'm sorry."
Zhou Yan laughed, and said, "However, since we met, then you have to make the decision for me."
"Hehe... make the decision for you? Why?"
Wang Hao sneered dismissively and said mockingly.
"Because I am Zhou Yan, the eldest son of the Zhou family!"
Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "You know, that old guy just now wanted to rob me!"
"Oh?"
Wang Hao frowned slightly, stared at Zhou Yan, and said coldly: "Boy, do you want to use my hand to get rid of that old thing?"
"You're smart." Zhou Yan nodded appreciatively, and said with a smile, "Yes, that's exactly what I planned, so I hope you can help me."
"Boy, I think you are really tired of life..."
Hearing this, Wang Hao was furious, drew his knife suddenly, and slashed at Zhou Yan's head.
Shhhhh~
In an instant, the saber energy swept across and turned into a rain of blood, enveloping Zhou Yan.
These blood rains contain strong toxicity, which is enough to poison a warrior in the martial arts realm.
"Small tricks!"
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan shook his head, waved his sleeve robe, the strong wind howled, directly broke through the saber energy, and immediately punched out, annihilated the rain of blood, and fell on Wang Hao's chest.
Boom!
A huge muffled sound echoed, Wang Hao let out a miserable howl, his body flew upside down, slammed into the edge of the street hard, and fell into a puddle of mud.
"puff……"
Wang Hao struggled to get up, spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of resentment and despair.
"You... how can you be so strong!"
Wang Hao growled and said in disbelief.
As he expected, his knife will definitely kill Zhou Yan.
Unexpectedly, the result was exactly the opposite.
"In this world, there are many people who are better than me." Zhou Yan curled his lips and said, "But you can only look up forever, and you even need to kneel on the ground and beg for my forgiveness."
At the end, Zhou Yan's gaze suddenly became sharp, full of domineering, arrogant and disdainful expressions.
"I bother……"
Wang Hao's face was filled with displeasure, and he spat fiercely.
"Aren't you convinced?" Zhou Yan squinted his eyes, and a ruthless look appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In that case, I will abolish your cultivation base, and then throw it into the cesspit to feed the fish, let you taste it, and be eaten by dogs The taste of..."
While speaking, Zhou Yan raised his foot and stepped down.
With a click, it stepped on Wang Hao's dantian.
"Ah...you damned little bastard, how dare you, how dare you treat me like this!"
Suddenly, a mournful howl resounded through the sky.
"Boy, I remember you, just wait and see, one day, I will make you pay the price!"
Wang Hao's face was full of pain, he gritted his teeth, and said viciously.
"roll."
Zhou Yan glanced at Wang Hao indifferently, then moved his feet and left directly.
"Master, you..."
The coachman opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, but finally endured it.
After a while, he drove the carriage slowly towards Zhou's house.
...
Back at the Zhou mansion, Zhou Yan went straight into the living room and ordered the maid to make a pot of tea for him.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan frowned slightly, and his heart beat violently.
"what happened……"
"The power of my soul has become restless..."
Zhou Yan's complexion changed slightly, and he noticed the abnormality, and immediately sat down cross-legged, and exercised his energy to adjust his breath.
hum~
A moment later, Zhou Yan's thoughts moved, and a strange force gushed out from the depths of his soul.
"Is this... soul power?"
Zhou Yan was ecstatic, he never expected that the soul power of this body would be so powerful!
"As expected of the eldest son of the Zhou family."
Zhou Yan sighed secretly.
This body possesses a fifth-grade aptitude, which is a rare talent for body training.
Therefore, the soul power of this body is extraordinarily huge, comparable to a two-star martial artist.
"So, this trial task is not difficult for me."
Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"what?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyes widened, with a look of shock on his face.
"Warrior?"
Under Zhou Yan's gaze, a blazing flame suddenly sprang up in his dantian.
"Is this... the spirit fire?"
Zhou Yan stared blankly, a little surprised: "No wonder my awakened soul power is different, it turns out to be a spirit fire of the martial artist level!"
This group of spiritual fire, showing the color of purple gold, exudes a scorching temperature, as if the temperature of the whole room has increased a lot.
"Not bad."
Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction.
Martial master-level spirit fires are extremely rare, even among the royal family, there are only a handful of them.
"This trip to Nanyang County City is really worth it."
The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile: "Not only did I find the third-level martial art "Nine-turn Dragon Elephant Jue", but I also gained a spiritual fire at the level of a martial artist."
"It's not in vain. I ran desperately for two thousand miles and spent half a Xuanyuan pill."
"This loss is worth it."
With that said, he returned to the room in a happy mood, ready to retreat and recover.
...
at the same time.
In the barren mountains outside Nanyang City, a group of Wuzong strongmen gathered here, with ugly faces.
They have searched dozens of miles, but there is still no trace.
"This kid, did he escape?"
The leader, a middle-aged man in black, with a livid face, snorted angrily, "Hmph, no matter whether he escapes or not, first return to Nanyang County and report to Commander Wang."