Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 37 Return to the Imperial Capital, Douhuang’s Pressure!
The back hill of Canaan College:

The phoenix transformed from the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame hovered around his fingertips.

Xiao Xun'er stroked the photo stone:
The picture freezes at the moment when red flames burn the sky in Yancheng.

The man in green had already broken through the space and disappeared, replaced by a dark shadow under the stage.

Ling Ying, kneeling at the foot of the jade steps, had sweat on his forehead:

"In March, from Dou Qi to Dou Wang."

"Mr. Ling."

Xun'er suddenly chuckled, and ripples appeared in her pale golden pupils:

"How would Brother Xiao Yan rank in the Ancient Realm with such talent?"

Ling Ying's Adam's apple rolled:

"According to the clan records, even those young masters with direct bloodlines."

"I can't even touch the talent of Master Xiao Yan."

"Moreover, Young Master Xiao Yan does not have the Dou Emperor bloodline to support him."

"Having reached this level on his own, his future achievements are simply unimaginable."

Amidst the shock, there was a mixture of complex sounds coming out.

Ling Ying is still confused until now:
In the past, because Young Master Xiao Yan's strength declined, he even advised the young lady.

It's not worth it at all for a young master from a small family with such mediocre talent.

But it didn't take long before Xiao Yan soared from Fighting Spirit to Fighting King.

If he is given another half year, he will probably be hung up and beaten!
Isn't this good enough?

They are a perfect match!

My young lady and Young Master Xiao Yan are definitely a match made in heaven!

Ling Yun's eyes flashed, and he spoke softly:
"Miss, Young Master Xiao Yan possesses such a heaven-defying talent."

"If we can recruit him into the ancient clan, we will surely be able to..."

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish his words, the golden flame suddenly surged.

The corner of Ling Ying's robe instantly turned into ashes, and Xiao Xun'er's cold voice reached his ears:

"Brother Xiao Yan said that he disdains to join any faction."

"Don't mention this kind of thing again!"

Ling Ying responded hurriedly and lowered his head.

Xiao Xun'er clenched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with longing as she gazed towards the rising sun in the sky:

"Brother Xiao Yan, see you next time."

"When will that be?"

The whispers drifted far away, carried gently by the wind through the clouds and landed somewhere unknown.

Imperial Capital, Miter Auction House:
A gentle breeze blew past the door.

Xiao Yan, Hai Bodong, and Xiao Yixian stopped here:

"Emi, are you sure you want me to take whatever medicinal herbs are in the Mitte auction house?"

Hai Bodong smiled softly:
"Whatever you need, just take it!"

Xiao Yan gave a thumbs up:

"Ebi, great atmosphere."

Hearing Xiao Yan's praise, Hai Bodong unconsciously smiled.

The three of them stepped towards the door, but just as they got close,

The two guards at the door stepped forward and glanced at the unkempt Hai Bodong.

He was wearing an old, casual gown.

"Stop, Imperial Capital Miter Auction House!"

"No one is allowed to enter without an invitation!"

As soon as the scolding came out, Hai Bodong's face suddenly turned dark.

Next to him, Xiao Yan gave him a half-smile look.

This made Hai Bodong feel even more embarrassed:

I just finished showing off, and you want me to stand here?

"Over the years, this auction house has become increasingly lawless!"

"Hey, old man, why are you pretending?"

"This is the kind of place you shouldn't be in..."

The guard lost the right to speak again before he could finish his taunt.

"Bang! Bang!"

The cold air suddenly filled the air, and the guards at the door instantly turned into two ice sculptures.

Then, it suddenly exploded!
Hai Bodong walked into the auction hall, stepping on the ice chips on the ground.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian followed in shortly thereafter.

In the hall, the crystal chandelier was suddenly covered with frost.

Ya Fei, her red skirt trailing on the ground, hurried out to greet him:
"Sir, wait..."

The figure just stepped out, but froze at the threshold.

The gray-haired old man stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, and the ice dragon pattern was faintly visible between his eyebrows!
"Tell that old loser Mitel Tengshan to get out!" Hai Bodong flicked his finger and sent the guards who wanted to stop him flying.

The pressure made the crystal chandelier jingle.

Yafei's heart tightened and she thought to herself that something was wrong.

But she had just walked out and had not had time to comfort the old man.

Another angry shout came from the corridor on the other side!

Elder Leo rushed out, his hair and beard standing tall:

"Where does he come from?"

The ice-blue fighting spirit turned into dragon claws, strangling the throat!

Nail him to the gilded pillar!
It’s over as soon as you appear on the stage!
Fear flashed in Leo's eyes as he looked up at Hai Bodong:

"Dou, Dou Huang strongman!?"

The Seven-Star Douhuang's momentum is like a collapsing snow mountain!
"Chucky!"

The entire auction house froze instantly:
"After decades of not seeing each other, Mittel's dog dares to bark at the master?"

"Crack!"

The top floor ceiling suddenly burst open.

Mittel Fujiyama's wings were suspended in the air.

The old man's pupils were filled with horror, his hair and beard trembling as he looked at the back:

"Hai Hai Lao?"

The shadow of the ice dragon that had entered the Yunlan Sect alone that year slowly overlapped with the figure in front of him.

Mittel Fujiyama folded his fighting wings, landed on the ground, and bowed respectfully to Hai Bodong.

The tone was filled with excitement and excitement:
"Ebi, welcome back to the imperial capital!"

"With you here, the Miter family will surely reach the top again!"

Hai Bodong sneered:
"I didn't expect that you, old man, are still alive."

Mittel Tengshan didn't care about the teasing in Hai Bodong's tone at all.

Hurriedly bent down to lead the way:

"Ebi, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go to the top floor."

On the top floor, Xiao Yan asked Xiao Yixian to choose some jewelry she liked.

He, Hai Bodong, and Mittel Tengshan came to the VIP room on the top floor.

Mitteltengshan excitedly spoke to Hai Bodong for a long while.

Then he turned his gaze to Xiao Yan:

"Could this young friend be your new disciple?"

Fujiyama turned to the young man in black robe, but suddenly heard Hai Bodong sneer beside him:
"Disciple? You think too highly of me then."

"I'm not worthy to be his master."

When Hai Bodong said this, Mitel Tengshan was shocked.

Xiao Yan chuckled and took off his mask.

The young and even immature face was revealed under the mask.

The aura of a four-star Dou Wang, mixed with the soul power of the spiritual realm, swept the entire venue.

The surging momentum even made Mittel Tengshan feel a fatal threat!
You know, he himself is also a fighting king!

"Junior Yan Xiao, a fifth-rank alchemist."

The light words exploded like thunder, and Fujiyama's old face turned red.

Excited and hurriedly saluted:

"Master Xiao, I actually ignored your existence just now."

"It's a sin!"

As he spoke, he suddenly tore off the elder badge and presented it with both hands:
"If Master Xiao doesn't mind, the chief priest of the Miter family..."

Hai Bodong kicked Mitel Tengshan away, the badge in his hand:

"Come on this!"

"With such a small place like yours, there's no room for a real dragon!"

"Go and get the medicinal material catalog from the warehouse."

In the quiet room, Xiao Yan took a sip of tea.

He put down the cup and looked thoughtful.

Although there are many medicinal herbs at the Miter Auction House.

But there is no substitute for the main ingredient of the Soul Melting Pill.

Putting down the catalog, Xiao Yan stood up and Hai Bodong followed closely.

Mitteltenshan quickly spoke:
"Master Xiao, you are new to the Imperial City, so you may not be familiar with it."

"If there's anything you need, you can let me do it for you."

Xiao Yan waved his hand, his tone casual:

"It's okay, I'm just going to take the exam for the sixth-grade alchemist qualification certificate."

"What!?"

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(End of this chapter)