First update.

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"What? Yang Ming flattened the Black Wind Village alone? Do you think I am an idiot? Yang Ming is just a mere third level cultivator of Tongxuan, how could it be so powerful?" Bai Yunfei, the young master of Iron Fan who had just returned, was furious when he heard the rewards of the two sixth level generals of Tongxuan.

Although the two generals of the family had a good cultivation level, they were just two dogs in Bai Yunfei's eyes. He heard the words and was very worried and quickly told him about the situation he saw, and Bai Yunfei believed it a little.

"Yang Ming is so powerful that he was killed by his sword by the leader of the Black Wind Village who was in the early stage of the seventh level of Xuan? It seems that I underestimated him before!" Bai Yunfei said in horror.

"Not bad. But according to the subordinates, the reason why he succeeded was entirely due to a sudden attack. If he really took action, he would definitely not be the opponent of the Black Wind Village Master, nor is it your opponent. When we saw that Yang Ming had some strength, he was afraid of alarming the enemy and ruining the young master's affairs, so we broke it back without taking action." The eldest brother of the family was granted a general amnesty and quickly explained.

"Also, this morning we also found out about an important news from Manager Liu that Yang Ming had become a senior city guard and was recommended by Lingwu Hall. In seven days, he will participate in the annual disciple selection of the Seven Immortal Sects." The younger brother of the family quickly changed the topic.

"Oh? Then Yang Ming wants to participate in the selection of disciples of the Immortal Sect? He is worthy of it? It's really a delusion and overestimating his abilities. The Immortal Sect will never accept him. Only this young master is qualified to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect." Bai Yunfei was quite shocked and said disdainfully.

"The Young Master is one of the four young masters in Lingwu City. It is easy to enter the Immortal Sect through selection. As for Yang Ming, it is naturally not comparable to the Young Master." The eldest brother of the family quickly agreed.

"It's good. But since Yang Ming, like me, has to participate in the selection, it just saves me from thinking about other ways. I will humiliate him in front of the whole city during the selection, and then take his life!" Mr. Bai Yunfei, the son of Iron Fan, sneered.

In fact, he had no deep hatred with Yang Ming, which means that he made Yang Ming offend the shopkeeper on the first floor of Wanbao Pavilion, and Yang Ming made him lose face.

If anyone else knew that Yang Ming had become different from the past and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, he would definitely turn big things into small things.

Bai Yunfei is an exception. Bai Yunfei is the young master of the world, and is regarded as a genius. He is very gentle and humble to the outside world, but in fact he has always been arrogant and vengeful. He often brutally kills his servants because of trivial matters.

Yang Ming made him lose face, so he naturally would not give up.

Especially, Yang Ming's improvement was so fast that he was far superior to him back then and might even surpass him in the future, which attracted his jealousy.

More importantly, although Bai Yunfei didn't say anything, he doubted what kind of adventure Yang Ming had. If he could kill Yang Ming, he would not only balance his mind and regain his face, but also seize the magical medicine and magical treasure that Yang Ming might have.

"Seven Days, Yang Ming, you must not know yet. You only have seven days to live, right? Hahaha!" Bai Yunfei offended the more he thought about it, and finally laughed wildly.

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At this moment, Yang Ming was holding a long sword in his hand, not using any part of his true energy. He relied on his basic sword technique, but it was hard to distinguish it from the wooden puppet. If anyone saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked to drop his chin.

In fact, at the beginning, Yang Ming felt very difficult and was even knocked away several times. However, it was this huge pressure that made Yang Ming's swordsmanship improve extremely quickly. Now, just half an hour after the war started, Yang Ming could already compete with the wooden puppet.

By noon, the wooden puppet was no longer Yang Ming's opponent. If it weren't for its strong body, it would have been destroyed by Yang Ming hundreds of times.

At the same time, Yang Ming's basic swordsmanship finally reached the level of Great Perfection.

"Sir, all the food you want is delivered. There is also a jar of good daughter Hong here, which is given by our restaurant shopkeeper for free."

Soon, there was a knock on the door outside, but the delivery guy came.

"Well, it's very good, this is a reward for you."

When Yang Ming opened several layers of food boxes, he found that in addition to the snow-white fragrant rice, there were eight dishes and one soup. All of them were made with beautiful and fragrant food, and there was also a steaming heat.

As for the daughter, she is also very good. She can smell the aroma of wine without opening a jar. Although it is free, the amount is a little bit too much.

"Thank you for your reward. Please use it slowly, so you can leave these tableware here first. When the villain comes to deliver the meal in the evening, he will pack it up by the way."

The guy rarely meets a customer who is so generous and not picky. He took the money from Yang Ming with both hands and weighed it quietly, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Wait, I am a martial artist. I have a lot of appetite. I can double the amount of rice next time I deliver it, and even more so with good wine. I also make three more meals to the opposite side. It doesn't require too good, but it's usually fine. As for the money, even if it is deducted from the deposit, I will give it again after it is used up." Yang Ming called the clerk again, gave a few instructions, and then took the food into the room and ate.

"Yang Ming is such a loser. He just had a meal and was specially sent by someone. He was so luxurious that even we could smell the fragrance of wine and food here." Daolu said contemptuously in the face of the black-faced detective under the big tree.

"No, when the mate left, the man named Yang said something, must have felt that it was not rich enough and made many requests. We were just miserable and could only eat the dry food that was difficult to swallow." The white-faced constable next to him looked listlessly at the dry food in his hands, while envious.

"If you want to eat well, go and eat it. No one stops you. It is enough for me to stay here alone. Don't forget that Yang Ming's money is obtained by killing the bandits. Although the bandits deserve to die, the money belongs to Lingwu City and the innocent victims. He should have handed over the money to not satisfy his selfish desires." Captain Liu was chewing the dry food road fiercely.

"We were just talking and having fun. How could we really be with Yang Ming?" The two detectives quickly smiled.

So the three of them continued to eat dry food. But soon, the three of them found that the previous guy had returned. The three of them thought they were sending more wine and food to Yang Ming, and they were envious and couldn't help but despise Yang Ming in their hearts again. However, the next moment, the three of them were surprised to find that the guy actually came straight to the three of them with the lunch box this time.

"Three sirs, this is Lord Yang who lives opposite. I asked the younger one to send it to you, and he has already paid the bill for the three." The guy said respectfully with a smile.

"Take it back. We won't eat the wine and food bought by Yang Ming, and they are all poor and have no money to reward you." The black-faced detective was very surprised, but had to say with a cold face.

"That's right. We want to eat wine, won't we buy it ourselves? Who cares about Yang Ming's self-indulgence!" The white-faced constable was also drooling, but after looking at the cold and frosty Captain Liu, he could only swallow his saliva and say something against his will.

"Isn't this... not a little hard to do?" The guy was embarrassed and just left with something.

"Wait, people leave, things are left. Eat! Why not eat? Anyway, it is Yang Ming's ill-gotten fortune, it's useless to not eat!" At this moment, Captain Liu suddenly spoke with regret.
Chapter completed!