"Where's Yang Tian?
Why are you back? "
In the office of the Shenwei Martial Arts Club's master, Du Xiongwu looked at Zhu Hongyu and Zheng Dalong with a gloomy face and scolded them.
Zhu Hongyu said lightly, "I'm not Yang Tian's opponent. It's good enough that I can come back with my life intact."
Zheng Dalong, on the other hand, lowered his head and remained silent.
Du Xiongwu was a Level 8 martial artist. Once his aura was released, it was very terrifying.
As soon as Zhu Hongyu finished speaking, Du Xiongwu pointed at her and asked with a frown, "Zhu Hongyu, don't forget that Feng 'er is your nephew. Can you live with your conscience if you let Yang Tian go like this?"
Zheng Dalong turned his head and glanced at Zhu Hongyu.
Zhu Hongyu was Zhu Xiaoqing's sister, and Zhu Xiaoqing was Du Xiongwu's wife. Du Feng, who was killed by Yang Tian, was naturally Zhu Hongyu's nephew.
Zhu Hongyu said, "As a martial artist, it's normal to kill and be killed. If Club Master really wants revenge, you should do it yourself!"
"Me? Do it myself?
Hey!
I'm a Level 8 martial artist. If I kill Yang Tian, who just turned 19, isn't that giving him too much face?
Moreover, you don't know that Yang Tian is protected by Qin Zhengyang. If you send other martial artists, Qin Zhengyang won't interfere. But if I do it myself, Qin Zhengyang will definitely interfere. "
After Du Xiongwu finished speaking, he slammed his palm on his mahogany desk. With a bang, the sturdy mahogany desk fell apart.
Zheng Dalong was so shocked that his body trembled. Zhu Hongyu, who was beside him, was still expressionless.
"Get out!
Get out! "
Looking at the two of them, Du Xiongwu waved his hand and roared.
Zhu Hongyu and Zheng Dalong immediately turned around and walked out.
Watching the two of them leave, Du Xiongwu frowned. He did not expect that a Level 6 martial artist could not do anything to Yang Tian.
By then, some Level 7 martial artists had already gone to look for Yang Tian. These Level 7 martial artists were not after the mere two billion Martial Coins bounty. Instead, they were after the Level 8 beast core in Yang Tian's possession.
To Du Xiongwu, a Grade 8 beast core was of course extremely attractive.
His eldest son, Dewey, was not even twenty-five years old and was already a Level 5 warrior. In less than ten years, he would become a Level 7 warrior. At that time, he would need a Level 8 beast core …
Although Shenwei Martial Arts Hall was not opened by Du Xiongwu, Du Xiongwu hoped that his son would take over the Martial Arts Hall in the future.
Du Xiongwu was thinking about how to get the Level 8 beast core from Yang Tian as soon as possible so that the Level 7 martial artists would not beat him to it. At this time, his wife, Zhu Xiaoqing, walked into the office.
"Why are you here?" Du Xiongwu asked with a frown when he saw his wife.
Zhu Xiaoqing was not a martial artist, and Shenwei Martial Arts Hall did not belong to Du Xiongwu. If Zhu Xiaoqing came and went as she pleased, it would be bad for Du Xiongwu's reputation.
Zhu Xiaoqing looked at her husband and said, "I heard that Hongyu is back, so I came to see her.
Don't be too harsh on Hongyu. Don't forget that you are the one who caused her to be like this. "
When Du Xiongwu heard this, he recalled that when he was young, he had almost humiliated Zhu Hongyu when he was drunk. He could not help but feel embarrassed.
At that time, Zhu Hongyu was still a lively girl with a martial artist's talent. However, since that time, she had become cold and indifferent. She treated the Du Family as if they were outsiders.
"Don't say anymore. I didn't do anything to her.
Don't worry, Yang Tian won't live to see next year! "After Du Xiongwu finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
As the Hall Master of Shenwei Martial Arts Hall, although he could not cover the sky with one hand, after so many years as the Hall Master, he had accumulated a lot of wealth and connections. These things allowed him to cultivate many family experts.
Du Xiongwu's younger brother, Du Xiongwen, was now a Level 8 martial artist and had become one of the world's top experts.
Du Xiongwu was the Hall Master of Shenwei Martial Arts Hall. There were always people watching, so naturally, it was not good for him to go personally. However, his younger brother, Du Xiongwen, did not have this problem.
Zhu Xiaoqing came mainly to remind Du Xiongwu that he had a Level 8 martial artist younger brother.
"Xiongwen has been in Hero City for more than half a year. I wonder if he has returned?
I'll give him a call! "
After Du Xiongwu finished speaking, he picked up the satellite phone from the ground and dialed a number …
After the call ended, Du Xiongwu laughed. Xiongwen agreed.
When Zhu Xiaoqing heard this, she laughed.
Du Xiongwu did not expect things to develop to this point. At the beginning, Yang Tian was still a Level 2 martial artist. This could be found in the martial artist database.
However, when Yang Tian killed his son, Du Feng, he displayed the strength of a Level 3 martial artist.
Later, when he was chased by Shenwei Martial Arts Hall's Zhou Dadao, he actually became a Level 4 martial artist!
Then, Du Xiongwu sent his capable subordinate, Feng Da. Feng Da was a Level 5 martial artist and his combat power was very strong. Among the martial artists of the same level, there were not many who could compare to him.
However … Feng Da was also defeated.
This matter made Du Xiongwu realize that Yang Tian's strength was about to surpass a Level 5 martial artist and become a Level 6 martial artist.
Therefore, Du Xiongwu sent out three Level 6 martial artists in one breath …
These things happened in a short two months. Until now, Yang Tian was still alive and well. Then, he suddenly disappeared.
It was not that Du Xiongwu did not have the ability, but that Yang Tian improved too quickly. Du Xiongwu could not react in time.
Du Xiongwu was not the only one who felt this way. The other martial artists also felt this way.
After some martial artists entered the forest, they fantasized about killing Yang Tian and obtaining the bounty. However, they suddenly received news that Yang Tian had killed a few more martial artists and fought someone to a draw …
This kind of news naturally made many martial artists retreat. They did not dare to find trouble with Yang Tian anymore.
At this time, among the martial artists, some people were praising Yang Tian. Some of the professors in the martial arts hall would use Yang Tian as a role model when teaching.
After the outbreak of the YS virus, transportation was difficult. However, it could not stop the transmission of radio information. Now, more than half of the martial artists in the world knew of Yang Tian's name.
…
Three days later.
"Brother, I'm back."
Du Xiongwu was sitting in the living room of his villa, watching the world news. At this time, the door to the living room was pushed open. A tall, thin, short-haired man wearing glasses walked in and said to Du Xiongwu, "Brother, you're back.
When he saw the short-haired man wearing glasses, Du Xiongwu stood up happily and laughed, "Xiongwen, you're finally back."
This short-haired man wearing glasses was Du Xiongwu's younger brother, Du Xiongwen.
The parents of the two brothers had given them suitable names. Du Xiongwu was tall and had the appearance of a martial artist. He fit the word 'martial' perfectly. On the other hand, Du Xiongwen gave people a gentle feeling, like a cultured person.
However, compared to Du Xiongwu, Du Xiongwen was more captivating. No one would have thought that Du Xiongwu, who looked weak and scholarly, was actually a Level 8 martial artist, the pinnacle of martial artists in this world.
Ever since the disappearance of Level 9 martial artists, Level 8 martial artists were considered the most powerful martial artists in this world.
Du Xiongwen sat down across from Du Xiongwu. He picked up the glass of water on the coffee table and took a sip. Then, he adjusted his glasses and said, "I've known about Feng 'er for a long time.
Brother, don't worry. I'll definitely bring Yang Tian back to you! "
Du Xiongwu smiled and nodded.
The next morning, in the Du family's villa, Du Xiongwen, who was carrying a large backpack, stood in the courtyard and whistled loudly.
Suddenly, a giant black eagle descended from the sky.
This giant eagle was Du Xiongwen's pet beast.
Whether it was its size or the aura it exuded, this giant black eagle couldn't compare to Qin Zhengyang's pet beast, the Scarlet-Feathered Eagle.
It wouldn't be a problem for three people to sit on the Scarlet-Feathered Eagle's back, but this black eagle could only carry one person.
Looking at the black eagle, Du Xiongwu smiled and said, "It's been half a year and Little Black has actually become a Level 4 exotic beast. Xiongwen, it'll be much more convenient for you to come and go now."
Mutated eagles could only carry people for long periods of time after becoming Level 4 exotic beasts.
Du Xiongwen nodded and walked forward to stroke the black eagle's neck. Then, he jumped onto the black eagle's back and sat down cross-legged.
The black eagle kicked its legs and flapped its wings. Soon, it took to the sky and headed straight for the danger zone where Yang Tian was.
"It'd be great if I had a pet beast like that. It could fly in the sky!"
At this moment, Du Xiongwu's daughter, Du Mei, said enviously with her eyes wide open as she looked at the black dot in the sky.
Du Xiongwu smiled and said, "It's not easy to get a flying exotic beast like that. Your uncle almost lost his life for Little Black!"