The first thing that caught my eye was a cushion, followed by a low table. When Wang Lang completely walked around, he saw the person's appearance.

The whole person was shrouded in a black robe, and the hood attached to the clothes was buttoned on his head. He couldn't see his original appearance clearly. He could only see that he was about the same size as Wang Lang. He was wearing gloves on his hands, and Wang Lang couldn't even see his hands. He looked gloomy, but Wang Lang could feel the living popularity of this person.

"Sit." The man spoke gently.

Wang Lang obediently sat on the cushion opposite the man and took a cup of tea handed over by the man. Wang Lang tapped the table with his index finger twice.

"Are you doing well these years?"

The man suddenly said something like this to make Wang Lang confused.

Those who can ask this are old friends, or they know their seniors, but Wang Lang really doesn't know when he met such an invincible boss before.

"It's okay." Wang Lang replied.

"Are you wronged?" the man asked again.

Wang Lang was stunned for a while and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with me?"

The man was stunned for a while, then laughed, "I thought you would be wronged because you were kicked out of the country and wandered around."

This made Wang Lang feel nervous, and he looked at the person in front of him carefully. A guess in his heart formed in an instant. Could it be that the person in front of him was Huangfu Ji?

But after observing for a while, Wang Lang denied this conjecture.

The reason is nothing. This person sat there as firmly as Mount Tai. Huangfu Ji had ADHD. It was difficult to sit quietly for five minutes. Moreover, this person's voice was not Huangfu Ji at all, and the aura on his body was not.

So who is this person? From this tone to these words, it makes people feel that this is a very friendly senior, like a senior in the Dragon Gate.

But there has never been any reflection of the Longmen. There is a senior in this place, and this person is not his guardian.

"Don't feel wronged." Wang Lang replied.

After seeing Wang Lang having a cup of tea, the man added another cup of tea to Wang Lang.

"I am about to be thirty years old, and my skills have reached this point. Looking at the entire world, there are only a few things to do, but looking at the entire Longmen for two thousand years, it is much worse. Didn't my mind focus on practicing? "It's like a senior asking me.

Wang Lang laughed dryly, "I was busy living a few years ago and didn't care about practicing. I always practiced my skills when I had time."

The man was holding a teacup with gloves, "There are losses and gains and losses. Everything has its own fixed numbers. Although your practice speed is not the most powerful among the Dragon Gate, your knowledge is indeed even better among the many people in the Dragon Gate."

"I dare not take it." Wang Lang was modest. After a long time, this person seemed different from what he imagined. He was not as fierce as he imagined, nor as arrogant as he imagined. Anyway, Wang Lang had passed all the possibilities before coming, but he didn't expect to be gentle. Wang Lang had seen it twice, even the simplest thing was a weapon to kill people.

"You have fire outside your body and water inside your body. I guess you have practiced two unique martial arts skills in the martial arts world. Fire God and Wuxiang Gong, Fire God and Wuxiang Gong, Fire God and Wuxiang Gong are responsible for fire. These two seem to be two extreme kung fu, but you have practiced them together. The only reason is that the Nine-level Divine Dragon Power that you have practiced since childhood has played a neutralizing role."

Wang Lang was shocked again when he heard this. It was very different to know what skills Wang Lang practiced. Many people only know that Longmen’s kung fu is very powerful, and it was studied by the Dragon Kings in all dynasties. There are really not many people who know the specific name. If the other party can say it, it proves that the other party knows very well about Longmen, and he also knows many things about Longmen.

"But your fire is almost surpassing your water. It is really difficult for these two things to coexist. Let me ask you, how much do you know about the realm of creation?"

"It depends on luck. Whoever is better will be the realm of creation. If one point is stuck, then everything will come naturally." Wang Lang probably said the realm of creation that he understood.

The man smiled slightly, "You can use your Fire God Technique to let me see it, and you can just visualize it."

Wang Lang thought about it, snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame appeared in his palm. The boy over there secretly saw this scene, his face full of surprise.

The man seemed to have been shown by this novel hand, but in a flash, the man stretched out his five fingers and twisted it. The flame in Wang Lang's palm seemed to be subjected to an irresistible traction force. The man held a ball of flame and shook his palm and threw it. The flame turned into a dragon-like flame and headed towards the ground next to him, and finally made a black hole directly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lang's pupils suddenly shrank. The same move, for Wang Lang, could force the person back if he was slaughtered, but the power in that person's hands increased many times. Just like when playing a game, the two heroes on both sides of the enemy and us, one with no runes in the original skin and the other with skin and runes. When fighting, you can directly press it on the ground to rub it.

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world. As long as you are willing to discover, you can really think of anything." The man said softly.

Wang Lang didn't say anything, but stared at the black hole on the ground just now. If this was touched by someone, it would be able to penetrate it directly and smell the fragrance of meat.

"What's your formlessness? Let me see." The man asked again.

Wang Lang smiled awkwardly, "I feel that Wuxianggong and Tai Chi are no different, so I haven't practiced much."

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, just like the teacher asked the students if they had written their homework, and the student said that they didn't think it was important and the teacher changed his face.

"Wuxianggong was created by the ancient and modern genius Guanhai. You said that it was no different from Tai Chi and didn't focus on practicing?" A stern voice came out.

Wang Lang shrank his neck and was nervous. From childhood to adulthood, Huangfu Ji was able to give Wang Lang this feeling. This was the first time that others gave it to him.

The man slowly raised his hand.

Wang Lang only felt his scalp numb.

"Do you know, how many of the human body are water?" the man asked in a deep voice.

Wang Lang is so well-behaved, "70%."

The man suddenly pointed his finger in the teacup, then slowly stopped, just in an ordinary way.

"Drink tea." The man said.

Wang Lang picked up the teacup well, but just now he picked it up Wang Lang felt like his pores exploded, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle, staring tightly into the teacup.

The tea leaves at the bottom of the tea cup were originally two complete pieces, but when the tea water swayed in the tea cup, it turned into powder.
Chapter completed!