"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

Faced with Chen Pingping's confident words.

Shadow was actually rather silent, because his talent was indeed quite good, and he practiced the top-level sword technique, the Four-Looking Sword Technique. For many years, he had been following Chen Pingping, walking in the dark, and studying the way of the assassin.

His strength was unparalleled in the world.

There are only five people in the world that he can't beat.

Unfortunately,

There happens to be one right now.

Shadow's strength was at the peak of the ninth rank. His five senses were exceptionally sharp. Even from dozens of meters away, he could clearly hear the sounds of Wu Zhu and Zhang Tian fighting, and he kept calculating their moves in his mind.

He recognized Wu Zhu without even seeing him in person.

The only person in the world who can strike so fast and accurately without any fluctuation of true energy is that person!

The shadow shook its head. "I can't do it."

These words were spoken.

Chen Pingping looked surprised. Was there really someone in the world that Shadow couldn't kill? Whose assassin was this?

He had a lot on his mind at that moment.

Fan Xian, meanwhile, crossed his arms and looked at the two men with a mocking expression. These two had arrived quietly in the middle of the night, their arrival shrouded in mystery, and their words were extremely enigmatic.

Fan Xian thought these two were incredibly ruthless.

But their faces were proven wrong in the blink of an eye.

He watched the spectacle with amusement, but soon his expression changed just like Chen Pingping's.

The shadow whispered, "The Fifth Master's strength is extraordinary, unparalleled in the world. It will be difficult for me to kill him, but I can try to join forces with another expert. Perhaps we can resist him for a while."

The shadow was obscured by a mask.

But you could still hear the barely suppressed excitement in his tone.

He went straight there.

After all, outside was the Wu Zhu, the Fifth Master he had been longing for. He had been searching for him for countless years, but the other party was elusive and could only be seen briefly. Today, he finally had the chance.

Shadow: Five adults! I'm so eager to improve!

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping's face lit up with realization, and he smiled with relief. "Who do we have here? It's the Fifth Prince."

Fan Xian also realized what was happening.

After all, one of them was calling out "Fifth Master".

One of them was saying "Fifth Brother".

This surname is extremely rare; it most likely refers to his Uncle Wuzhu.

Fan Sizhe definitely didn't recognize the other person. He must have assumed that the other person was an assassin who came to commit murder because he saw that the other person was dressed in black and holding a sharp weapon.

The assassin was Uncle Wuzhu.

That's the one fighting against the other side...

Fan Xian slapped his thigh suddenly and exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! Heavens, don't get beaten to death!"

He used his lightness skill to rush over.

Chen Pingping was left alone. He slowly pushed the wheelchair forward, looking at the impetuous Fan Xian with loving eyes and deep emotion. "He is just like him, so much like him. His way of getting excited at the sight of excitement is just like his mother. They are practically identical."

A maternal smile appeared on Chen Pingping's face.

Fortunately, no one from the Censorate was there.

Otherwise, seeing the King of the Night like this would probably make their jaw drop, right?

On the other side...

The battle between Zhang Tian and Wu Zhu was coming to an end. Zhang Tian had been at a disadvantage from the beginning. At first, he still had the strength to parry, but he soon became extremely exhausted.

He had only been cultivating domineering true qi for less than half a month, and the true qi in his body was only at the fifth grade.

The body talisman is blessed.

I can barely keep up with the other person's speed.

After an extreme burst of power and fierce competition, their strength begins to decline steadily.

Wu Zhu's expression remained unchanged throughout, his breathing was completely normal, and his attack speed was still even and stable. He even seemed a little puzzled, reminding Wu Zhu, "Your attack speed has slowed down."

Zhang Tian: ......

He knew this wasn't Wu Zhu's sarcasm.

But sometimes, the truth can be truly heartbreaking.

After unleashing a palm strike, Zhang Tian used the momentum to leap backward. Once he regained his footing, he shakily raised his hand, which was covered in bruises and welts, all from being whipped by Wu Zhu with an iron shovel.

His opponent found the flaw in his move in milliseconds and provided a countermeasure. His reaction speed and calculation ability were truly terrifying.

But the more it is like this...

Zhang Tian was overjoyed because he thought of another hero he could awaken in the King of Glory world, namely Yi Xing's talent. As long as the opponent read enough chess records, he would also have a powerful calculation ability.

In other words.

He could easily become a monstrous being like Wu Zhu, someone who would terrify his opponents; just thinking about it makes me happy.

"Okay, I give up!"

Zhang Tian waved his hand. He had already achieved his goal of testing his newly deduced Cloud Mist Scattered Hand technique, so he didn't intend to continue. Otherwise, he would just be asking for trouble.

He was just about to reveal Fan Xian's location when he witnessed a scene that horrified him.

It was completely silent in the darkness.

A fleeting glimpse of beauty appeared.

Someone had been hiding in the shadows and launched a sneak attack on Wu Zhu with incredible speed.

Zhang Tian's eyes widened in shock, his soul trembled, and a chill ran down his spine. After all, he hadn't noticed Wu Zhu's presence during their battle. If Wu Zhu had been after him, he wouldn't even know how he died!

very scary!

who is it?

In a fleeting moment of surprise, Zhang Tian noticed that the other person seemed to be wearing the same black robe as Wu Zhu, and a mask on their face.

Black robe.

mask.

Speed ​​exceeding the ninth rank.

"Could it be him? Why did he come back so many days early?"

Zhang Tian's strength is comparable to that of an ordinary ninth-rank cultivator, and the one who could make him feel so uneasy must be someone above the ninth rank or even at the pinnacle of the ninth rank. Moreover, the other party was wearing a black robe and a mask.

He immediately identified someone.

That was the shadow that always followed Chen Pingping.

The opponent was Si Gu Jian's younger brother, whose strength was arguably the greatest below the Grandmaster level, capable of delivering a blow that even a Grandmaster would find astonishing.

It was a fleeting, breathtaking sight.

Wu Zhu lived up to his name, reacting with superhuman speed and without the slightest fluctuation, easily blocking the shadow's long-prepared attack with the iron shovel in his hand.

The move is a direct sweeping attack.

Every move was like a celestial horse soaring through the sky.

Every move is exquisitely perfect.

The fight between the two was simply a magnificent spectacle.

Zhang Tian, ​​who had excellent comprehension, was immediately captivated by the scene and quickly recorded the exchange between the two, transforming it into his own insights.

Fan Xian arrived late. He recognized the person and was immediately overjoyed. It was indeed his Uncle Wu Zhu. He then inquired about Zhang Tian, ​​"Are you alright?"

Zhang Tian shook his head.

They continued to be engrossed in watching the fight.

Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his Uncle Wu Zhu with concern, but his eyes quickly filled with confusion. "Huh? Why do they look like children fighting?"

There wasn't a single move involved.

There was no clash of true qi.

Many of their strategies were abandoned halfway through.

It's like children playing house.

Is this level good enough for a ninth-grade student?

"normal."

Zhang Tian took a moment to give Fan Xian the most objective assessment: "Your level is too low; it's normal that you can't understand the duel between masters."

Fan Xian: ?

Fan Xian: I'm a seventh-rank master!