"Thanks."

Wuming pulled Feiyan with anger on his face downstairs and headed straight for the gambling game.

"Young Master Domotoki, who was the other one just now?"

"She? She will soon become my woman." Domoto took Dodoria's hand and said, "Sword Saint, why don't we go and see how the armor is? A sword Saint must have armor that matches his identity."

"Let me go! Let me go!" Feiyan did not shake off Wuming and grabbed her wrist twice in a row and shouted, "Why? Why do you say thank you to someone like that? Can't you see that they are laughing at you?"

Wuming's face returned to the initial coldness of the two when they met: "What will I lose when they are ridiculed? Mocking is not power, but a catalyst for stimulating each other's power. There is nothing more stupid in this world than ridicule others. If so, it is ridiculed to make people like you."

"Aren't you angry?" Feiyan asked in disbelief.

"You will naturally be angry." Wuming said, looking at the bet not far away: "Being angry when your enemy sees you, it only means that you have lost."

Feiyan looked at Wuming in disbelief: "You are really a strange person. You don't understand basic common sense. When it comes to talking about wits, you seem to know more than anyone else. Can you tell me who I learned from?"

"It will be from waking up." Wuming came to the bet and saw the odds as the swordsman Dodoria said. He reached out and put the 3,200 gold coins in his arms in front of the trading counter and said, "I buy Wuming."

The trader looked at the huge gold ticket in his hand and asked in disbelief: "You said you want to buy the Unknown Site? Are you buying all 3,200 gold coins?"

"Yes."

"I also bought a famous scenic spot, a thousand gold coins." Feiyan took out a golden ticket and threw it on it.

The trader shook his head and watched the two lunatics apply for their gambling tickets.

After getting the gambling ticket, Feiyan pestered Wuming again and asked, "When did you wake up?"

“Two years ago.”

"Then you still didn't know how to do it two years ago?"

"have no idea."

"What a weird person! Hey! Weird person, treat me to noodles!" Feiyan pointed to a noodle stall and shouted.

Wu Ming continued to move forward without looking back and said, "I have no money anymore. I bought all the gambling tickets just now."

"Buy all? Are you crazy? Then how do you live in the future?"

“No money is required in a luxury house.”

"What if you lose? Don't forget that the other party is a sword saint, and now there is another magic sword in your hand."

Wuming stopped and looked at Feiyan and said seriously: "In the forest, a proud tiger is far easier to deal with than a cautious two-tailed wolf."

"What I said seems to make some sense, then..." Feiyan shivered at Wuming's cold gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Not far behind you."

Wuming quietly mobilized the true energy in his body to ensure that he could use Vajra Power to fight at any time.

Feiyan looked back and said unhappy, "It must be the hateful Domotoki who went to report to his father! Go back to the palace, otherwise he will be seen more closely in the future."

I have read everything I should read, and I have already bought the gambling tickets I should buy. Wuming was not interested in continuing to visit the imperial capital. He nodded and followed Feiyan back to the palace.

In the next two days, Wuming did not continue to practice the Beast King Fist, but asked the palace guards that had been detained and used their bodies to familiarize themselves with the wide-back hunting knife in their hands.

The simplest slash, Wuming is doing repeated actions again and again.

At first, the old men were still arguing with each other. As Wuming kept slashing again and again, the old men who were arguing stopped arguing and watched Wuming repeat slashing like a mechanical one with great interest.

"It's not simple, it's really not simple." An old man looked at it for a long time and shook his head and said, "I realized the true meaning of martial arts at such a young age. The simplest one is the most effective one. What's even more valuable is that the energy and spirit of each sword is extremely high. He is obviously facing only air, but he is like truly living and dying with people."

"What is the true meaning of martial arts? Can that be called martial arts? He just understood the true meaning of murder. Martial arts is not just used to kill people." A combative old man said disdainfully.

Another old man shook his head repeatedly: "He just realized the most effective meaning of killing people with a knife."

On the last day of the exam, Wuming sat quietly in the yard enjoying the sunlight and enjoying the breeze blowing on his face. It was different from Wuming, who was full of murderous aura the day before.

Today's Wuming gave the elderly a special feeling of peace, as if there was no trace of turbulent lake water. It seemed that Wuming was just a tree, a grass, and an inconspicuous small stone in the yard.

"Old man, how dare you say that this kid has learned a certain true meaning of martial arts?"

"That's the true meaning of martial arts? Before killing someone, collect all the murderous aura in his body. This is the quality of a first-class killer. He is still preparing for the murder."

Wuming sat quietly and sat until late at night before getting up and going back to the room to rest.

The next day, it was still a good weather.

Wuming had breakfast and followed the guards who came to pick him away from the mansion. Several old men who quarreled every day also followed Wuming with swagger.

After passing through several palace gates, Wuming came to the side of a small arena in the palace.

Zao Wuji took his family and ordinary nobles and ministers to sit in the stands early. Several old men also walked up to the stands with swagger and drove away several nobles who occupied a good position and sat down.

Zhao Wuji looked at the old men in surprise, and his eyes returned to Wuming again and became a little more solemn.

Dodoria was wearing gorgeous paladin armor, and Yan Liu, who had chosen two days in advance, stood not far from Wuming and smiled softly: "The most ordinary warrior suit? I thought you could wear heavy armor."

Wuming gently lowered his body, and his left hand was weakly placed on the handle of the wide-back hunting knife. The true energy in his body was flowing at high speed, and he was like a leopard ready to go.

"Today is the selection of the princess' personal bodyguards, let's do your best." Zhao Wuji waved his hand simply: "Start."
Chapter completed!