After Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu and other Qinggong disciples left, Wang Le and Huang Fatty, led by Wang Yunxiang who had received the box token, followed the corridors between the boxes, turned left and right, and came to the end of the deep tent, in front of a box with the sky and earthly words written on it.

Wang Le glanced at the four traditional Chinese characters on the door of the box, heaven and earth, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The strange color on his face flashed and he murmured: "What a good place."

"Good place?" Fatty Huang, who was standing beside him, looked at Wang Le and asked.

Wang Le shook his head without saying a word. At this time, Wang Yunxiang took out a black metal triangle token the size of a baby's palm, and then pressed a place on the door where the triangle was sunken.

At this moment, Wang Le vaguely felt a slight trembling on the ground, and light flashed as the patterns engraved on the box door, and a slight "click" sound was heard.

Then I saw this black box door made of some metal quickly retracting from right to left into the door frame.

Wang Yunxiang and Fatty Huang walked into the private room with no surprise. Seeing this, Wang Le understood that the construction of this private room building was not uncommon. He was just a newcomer and lacked the proper understanding of the entire martial arts world.

When Wang Le walked into the private room the last time, the black metal door that was indented into the door frame quietly reappeared again, and the entire private room was closed again.

Fatty Huang saw that Wang Le was actually interested in the private room, and he was immediately amazed and laughed and said, "Brother, what's the best thing about this kind of gadget that is not elegant? As long as you know the basics of refining weapons, you can do it. Come and sit down quickly!"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose, put away his gaze at the door of the box, and sat around the table with Wang Yunxiang under the greeting of Fatty Huang.

Immediately, Wang Yunxiang was under the noses of the two of them, washed the tea set with boiling water, then put the tea in, and then made the tea. The whole process was like flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

The ups and downs of the conflict before entering the door were gradually calmed down during Wang Yunxiang's tea making process that was full of ancient and familiarity...

After a while, the three people who took off the tea set and sat around the round table also returned to reality from the enjoyment of tea art.

Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le and his junior brother sitting opposite him, and said with a hint of worry: "I offended Qinggong. Although I am not afraid of them taking revenge on blatantly, I am afraid that they will secretly use vicious tricks after going to the battlefield. You must not be careless."

Fatty Huang replied with a smile on his face: "Just because of that stupid man Zhuang Yu, I don't think about harming him, even if the blue smoke comes from this guy's ancestral grave."

After a pause, Fatty Huang continued, "Even if we don't deal with him, there will be many members of the trial team going to cause trouble for this guy."

Wang Le smiled but said nothing and did not agree, because in his eyes, Zhuang Yu had already sentenced him to death.

As the saying goes, you won’t do what you say, and you don’t need to say much about what you want to do. Just act silently.

At this time, Wang Yunxiang said with some regret: "I have to follow my master in the near future and cannot get away, otherwise, I can get rid of Zhou Zhiheng, who is the most threatening for you."

Speaking of this, Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le seriously and said further: "Actually, Huang is not worried about junior brother Feihong. After all, as a disciple of Lingtai Sect, Zhou Zhiheng has some concerns and dare not be too presumptuous. However, Brother Wang, you have become a thorn in the Qing Palace's side. Neither Zhou Zhiheng nor Zhuang Yu will let you go."

Wang Le nodded sincerely and replied: "Thank you, Brother Wang for your concern. You have your own way to save your life."

Compared to Wang Yunxiang, who was just in the early stages, Fatty Huang has a deeper understanding of Wang Le's methods of being a human being, so he has no so-called worries.

He smiled and said to Wang Yunxiang: "Senior Brother, you don't need to worry. Just relying on the two guys Zhuang Yu and Gao Zhiheng, it's just a daydream to find trouble for your third brother."

Wang Le was happy as soon as he heard this, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother, your confidence in me is more than myself."

Fatty Huang smiled at Wang Le meaningfully: "Brother, you have not seen through your ability yet as a brother!"

Wang Yunxiang, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but think of his junior brother telling his master some things about Wang Le, and then said: "Brother Wang can kill the middle-level martial arts earth-level strongman, so Gao Zhiheng will definitely not be able to get it under your hands."

Then Wang Yunxiang couldn't help but feel curious, and looked at Wang Le and asked, "Brother Wang, your cultivation level is only at the level of the Xuan level. I really can't imagine how you can kill the middle-level strong man at the level above the level. How did this happen?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose habitually, then looked at Wang Yunxiang with a serious look, and replied, "There are only two words."

"Oh?" Wang Yunxiang looked at Wang Le more and more curiously, waiting for the other party's answer.

Wang Le slowly said, "Sneak attack!"

Wang Yunxiang: “…”

Fatty Huang saw Wang Yunxiang's speechless expression, and smiled and told Wang Le about the past step by step to kill the middle-level martial arts earth-level strongman at that time, and explained it as in detail as possible.

While retelling the scenes at that time, Fatty Huang, who was bystander, still felt scared.

In addition to the danger that he was wandering on the brink of life and death at that time and made him feel desperate, the most terrifying thing was the cruel method that Wang Le showed when he killed the middle-level strong man in the Earth level.

It can be described as the word "torture".

This also gave Fatty Huang a deeper understanding of his sworn brother.

In the eyes of Fatty Huang, whoever wants to become his third brother's enemy will be the greatest misfortune in life.

Of course, these are the deepest thoughts of Fatty Huang and will not be told in front of the parties involved.

After listening to his junior brother's story, Wang Yunxiang was curious about the mysterious invisibility technique used by Wang Le, but he also knew that this was the other party's inheritance of martial arts.

So I was very sensible and did not ask further. Instead, I changed the subject and said to Wang Le meaningfully: "Since that's the case, then take advantage of the situation and attacked those who are enemies of you as soon as possible, so that I can further ensure my safety."

Wang Le's unmoved face was calm, and he didn't even look at Wang Yunxiang. He replied without comment: "When you go to the battlefield, everything will happen. At that time, they will have no choice but to live or die."

When Wang Yunxiang heard this, he knew that there was no need to remind him. Wang Le had already had murderous intentions towards Gao Zhiheng and Zhuang Yu.
Chapter completed!