Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 55: The Immortal Thief of Liuku vs. Fenghou Qimen
"Zhuge Qing, do you have something to talk to me about?"

At noon the next day, Russell, who was editing his acceptance speech in the dormitory, heard a knock on the door. He called the person in and found out it was Zhuge Qing.

"Nothing, I just figured out you were going to do something interesting, so I came over to ask if you wanted some help."

Zhuge Qing was still wearing his flashy suit, his eyes narrowed to the point of being almost invisible, and he smiled like a fox.
"I don't have any other interests except watching the fun. When you've done what you wanted to do, you can come to me if you have any questions or not. It might be a bit too much to say I'm going to stick my neck out, but I'll definitely help you within my ability."

"It's so uncomfortable to be friends with sorcerers like you. You don't have any secrets at all." Russell curled his lips. These two were good at calculating, and the little surprises he prepared were like obvious cards.

"A warlock friend? Do you have other warlock friends besides me?" Zhuge Qing quickly grasped the key point. As far as he knew, Russell, like Zhang Chulan, had just entered the circle and was not very long in coming. How could they have any warlock friends? Could it be that there were warlocks among the newly recruited aliens of the Tianxia Society?
"That's all, you heard it wrong." Russell waved his hand and skipped the topic. Wang Ye had probably gone down the mountain by now, and he didn't want to drag him into this because of his words.

"Okay, then you continue with your work. I'll leave first. I won't leave Longhu Mountain until the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over. Feel free to call me if you need anything." Since Russell didn't want to say more, Zhuge Qing naturally wouldn't delve into it. He came to see Russell today just to express his stance to him.

As the first guy among the younger generation to defeat him head-on, he was actually very willing to have such a strong opponent.

"It's difficult." Russell sighed after Zhuge Qing left.

The mean Qu Tong completely disrupted his plan. Otherwise, he would have a Tongtian Talisman in his left hand and a beautiful wife in his right hand, and he would be living a very comfortable life. There would be no need to worry like now.

After putting the speech into his pocket, Russell did not stay in the dormitory for long. His game was the second one in the afternoon. Although he had no opponent, he should still be there.

"Top 16 advance to the quarterfinals, fifth match, Russell vs. Wang Ye, contestants please enter."

It’s still the same arena and the same referee.

However, compared to the last time when only a few people were watching the game, this time there were quite a few famous people in the audience. The exhibition hall, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was packed this time. Those who arrived late and had no seats also crowded in front of the big screen in the square to watch the broadcast.

It was not for any other reason, they just wanted to see the true appearance of Russell, the inheritor of the Eight Wonders.

What end of the art is the source of Qi? They have never seen Zhang Chulan have such a level of cultivation. Even Na Ruhu, one of the two heroes, admitted that Russell had done extremely in-depth research in body refining after watching Russell's game video, and it is very likely that he will surpass him in the future.

This is no small matter. Among the ten masters, except for the old Taoist priest, the one who is like a tiger is the best fighter.

You have to know that Ru Hu has no background. He has neither a wealthy family nor enough money. The only reason he can enter the ranks of the Ten Lords is purely because he is strong enough.

What does this mean? It is equivalent to telling the world that Russell has already reserved the title of "hero" in the future.

In addition, given Russell's current age, they simply couldn't imagine how far he would go when he was a hundred years old.

Of course, Russell couldn't control what others thought.

He stood in the center of the arena and looked around, the sun and moon appearing and disappearing in his eyes.

Since Qu Tong was so sure that he was the descendant of the Liuku Immortal Thief, she must have obtained his Qi. If that was the case, then she was most likely still on Longhu Mountain at this moment.

Unfortunately, he looked for a long time but couldn't see anything unusual. There were very few people who covered their faces and ears, or they hid their identities by painting their skins.

"Wudang Wang Ye, please enter the arena quickly! Wang Ye, please enter the arena quickly after hearing this." The referee's voice echoed in the arena through the radio.

Russell sat on the court for nearly five minutes. Just when he and the referee thought that Wang Ye had given up the game and were about to announce the result, Wang Ye, dressed in casual clothes and carrying a lot of bags, rushed to the court panting.

"Here it comes, here it comes, oh my god, thanks to your wife's sports car, otherwise I really couldn't catch up this time." Wang Ye greeted the referee and sat in front of Russell to regulate his breathing.

"No, why are you back again? And you mentioned my wife, what does the eldest lady have to do with this?" Russell said puzzledly.

"Didn't we meet at the foot of the mountain? Miss gave me a hard time." Wang Ye gestured to Russell to look at a corner in the audience. That was the seat Feng Xingtong had finally occupied, and the brother and sister were both standing there.

He continued, "I thought about it on the way. It seems I'm also the heir of the Eight Wonders. You're about to overturn the table on behalf of everyone. I feel like a deserter if I sneak away quietly. If my dad finds out, he'll kick me out of the house. So, I rushed back as fast as I could to help you out."

"Your reason is really..." Russell shook his head with amusement. This reason was indeed a bit far-fetched, but it was so reasonable when applied to Wang Ye.

After a long while, Wang Ye finally finished regulating his breathing. He stood up and waved to Russell: "Let's not talk about anything else. Hurry up and fight with me."

"Hehe, be careful not to get beaten to tears by my buddies."

"What you said... Li Zi - Chi Lian!"

Wang Ye attacked without any hesitation, and a flame blast exploded in front of Russell at close range.

"No, how can he use the technique of leaving the position in the Zhen position?"

Regardless of how Russell reacted, Chen Jinkui and Zhuge Qing, who were also sorcerers, were completely dumbfounded.

Just as the physics in The Three-Body Problem no longer exists, in their view, the art of Qimen no longer exists either.

In their opinion, the four plates of heaven, earth, gods and humans that were already determined were now being moved by an unknown force in Wang Ye's hands, spinning like windmills!
This completely violates the principles and core mechanisms of the Qimen Bureau!

"This is a strange door... This is a strange door!"

Chen Jinkui was so shocked that he even forgot to turn the six-yao copper coin in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the Qimen plate under Wang Ye's feet that was constantly moving.

Yes! Yes!
Anyone who can mingle with the inheritor of the Eight Wonders must be another inheritor of the Eight Wonders.

Zhang Chulan, Russell, Feng Xingtong, and now Wang Ye!

"Wang Ye is a loyal and righteous boy. I like him very much." The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed.

"Fenghou Qimen has also appeared. I'm afraid that those things that happened in the past will finally be solved in their hands." Tian Jinzhong's long-frowned brows finally relaxed a little. Those secrets almost made him breathless.

(End of this chapter)