"Hi, handsome guy, hello," Yu Tian smiled and waved.

A weird atmosphere, two strange men, caught in such a scene, anyone will feel invisible pressure and tension.

This is common sense.

However, Yu Tian, ​​a freak who was so lucky, had a smile that was brighter than spring flowers, and he just said, "Hi, hello, handsome guy."

handsome guy.

The bald man was stunned for a while. As the leader of Guiwu Sect, when had he ever been called that? Who dared.

The playful smile, is this out of disrespect for Oni Wuzong, or is it just flattering?

Also, couldn't he feel any pressure?

The bald man Sikong Nu watched the video of Yu Tian's duel with Luo Fu. He, the two members of the Reincarnation Sect and the Juexian Pavilion agreed that this man named Yu Tian was a rare martial arts prodigy, and his strength was probably as good as his own.

That is the pinnacle of energy.

Moreover, what this man has an advantage over the others is that he is still young. One day in the future, he is very likely to reach the realm that martial arts practitioners dream of - the virtual realm.

"I've seen the video of your duel with Luo Fu," Sikong Nu's voice was very soft, even like a woman's, but this feminine voice could penetrate into people's hearts.

"How do you feel?" Yu Tian grinned and lit a cigarette, ignoring the rising anger of Ouyang Cuo beside him.

Sikong Nu was the head of their Guiwu Sect and the father of Sikong Cuo. This guy actually dared to be so rude in front of his father.

"You are very strong and very talented. This is one of the reasons why we invited you to the tripartite gathering," Sikong Nu said.

"Thank you for your compliment. So... what is the reason why you want to see me this time? Well... let me guess," Yu Tian pinched his chin as if thinking, and after a while, he suddenly said: "That's right. Don’t you still want to persuade me to join your Oni Wuzong?”

The last time Sikong Cuo and Sikong Hou invited me to join their Oni Wuzong, I was disgusted.

This time, the sect leader must take action personally.

Impressed by sincerity.

Coercion and inducement.

Honey trap, well...this one is the most effective.

"Can you tell me the reason why you refused to join my Ghost Wuzong?" Sikong Nu said softly, looking at Yu Tian with his beautiful eyes.

"I have already said that I have a sect called Tianmen," Yu Tian said.

He knew that his outright refusal would make this ancient sect lose face, but what would happen if he didn't refuse.

As the saying goes, if we have different paths, we will not conspire against each other.

"I want to hear the real reason," Sikong said angrily.

"The real reason you really want to hear,"

Sikong Nu gracefully picked up the strange drink on the table, took a sip, and then nodded.

"There are only four words for the real reason." Yu Tian puffed out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. Suddenly, there was a hint of disdain and contempt in his eyes than before. He suppressed his voice and said word by word: "Shame and Together,"

"presumptuous,"

As soon as Yu Tian finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded like tearing cloth. This voice was very uncomfortable, as if something was tearing at the eardrums.

The scary-looking old man who was originally sitting on the chair floated out like a ghost, his figure erratic and rushing towards Yu Tian.

"No, a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands," Yu Tian shouted exaggeratedly when he saw this.

But how could the terrifying old man ignore him? He turned his hand into a sword and pointed at Yu Tian's throat as fast as a bullet.

The first move is a killing move, which shows the poison of his move.

Whoosh.

The old man's fingers were almost touching Yu Tian's throat, but there was still a centimeter away, and his hand could no longer move forward.

Yu Tian's hands were like pliers, clasping his wrist tightly with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, a gentleman talks but never takes action, but I'm not afraid of taking action, because..." Yu Tian shook the bangs in front of his forehead: "You are still far away,"

"Boy, arrogant,"

The old man's furious voice was even more unbearable. His eyes suddenly opened, bloodshot threads were crawling inside like earthworms, and his left hand became a claw.

"Stop," at this time, Sikong Nu's voice floated over gently, as if floating into everyone's hearts: "Elder Shu, you are a guest from afar. Although our Guiwu Sect rarely has guests, we also know how to treat guests. Zhidao, Yu Tian, ​​let go too,"

"Hey..." Yu Tian let go of Elder Shu's hand. The freed Elder Shu quickly retreated, his hands behind his back. No one saw that the hand he had just grabbed by Yu Tian was trembling rapidly.

Yu Tian's power exceeded Elder Shu's imagination, and at this moment, he felt incredible shock in his heart.

"Since you know how to treat guests, why have I been here for so long without even being able to get a cup of tea," Yu Tian said with a grin.

"Two of you, please take a seat, Tiaoer, and bring some tea," Sikong ordered angrily.

Naturally, Yu Tian was not polite and sat down on the chair. However, this woman, Liu Ruyan, did not sit down. Instead, she stood behind Yu Tian like a servant. This was beyond Yu Tian's expectation.

This woman... is too knowledgeable.

"Shame on being together..." Sikong looked at Yu Tian angrily. He thought the young man in front of him was quite interesting. At least he was the boldest young man he had ever seen. Not only did he dare to refuse the invitation from his Gui Wuzong, but he also dared to reprimand him face to face.

"I want to hear why you have such an idea. You must know that although our Ghost Wuzong has been called evil and crooked by many people since ancient times, there are very few disciples who go out to do evil."

"If you don't do evil, you do good." Yu Tian shook his head and his expression became serious, "For ordinary people, this may be true, but for those of us warriors who have inherited the martial arts of our ancestors, this sentence It’s a bit too irresponsible, especially now that Chinese martial arts are in decline, don’t you feel any sense of responsibility?”

"Responsibility, what kind of responsibility," Sikong looked at Yu Tian angrily and half-smiling.

"Unite our forces and promote our country's martial arts," Yu Tian said sonorously.

"Oh, I've also seen your declaration on TV, and I mistakenly heard that you called our two sects and one pavilion a shrinking sect in front of him," Sikong said angrily.

"Hmph, arrogant boy, I don't know what to say," Elder Shu couldn't help but snorted angrily.

Yu Tian pretended not to hear and spread his hands: "Isn't it true? I made a mistake."

"Let's put aside whether you are wrong or not. Let me ask you a question. Do you think Chinese martial arts can still be saved in today's China?" Sikong said angrily.

"Yes," Yu Tian said firmly.

"This is just your wishful thinking and self-deception," Elder Shu questioned.

In today's society, people are a little more greedy and a little more comfortable, but they have lost a little bit of the passion that flowed from the ancestors in the old days.

For most people, the most important thing now is making money and how to protect their own interests, rather than maintaining their pride as a Chinese nation.
Chapter completed!