Shura Martial God

0After two days of practice, the two of them were ready to eat outside the academy.    

    

At the entrance of Zilai Academy, there were many small stalls and restaurants, and all kinds of snacks were available.    

    

"Mr. Fann, although I don't have a lot of cases every month, and only a thousand shells per month, I can still treat you to a hot and dry noodles. "    

    

Zhao Xumin walked in front and pulled Chu Fann into a small restaurant.    

    

The restaurant wasn't big, and its front door was relatively clean. The plaque on the door had the words "Hot Dry-Noodles of Han Martial City" written on it.    

    

Chu Fann took a glance at the words and found them somewhat familiar. Then, he said in surprise, "It can't be, right? You are the dignified Ninth Prince, but your Imperial Palace is so poor?"    

    

"Among the princes, I have the least money. When the First Prince was five years old, the monthly income was more than ten thousand. When I was fifteen years old, it was only a thousand. "    

    

Speaking of the Imperial Palace, Zhao Xumin became angry and said with dissatisfaction.    

    

Fifteen years ago, his mother was only an ordinary palace maid who stood beside the Emperor to pour wine.    

    

Who would have thought that after the Emperor got drunk, he was licentious and lewd and directly pressed Zhao Xumin's mother to the table. After a round of pampering.    

    

After the pampering, the Emperor had long forgotten. Until now, Zhao Xumin's mother's status was low, not even comparable to an ordinary concubine.    

    

Looking at Zhao Xumin's desolate expression, Chu Fann smiled and patted his shoulder. "Brother, don't worry. If you follow Mr. Fann, you will become successful sooner or later. Even if it is that position, I can give it to you!"    

    

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Xumin's facial expression changed, and he hurriedly looked at the people around him.    

    

He only heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that no one was paying attention to him. He signaled Chu Fann not to say anything more.    

    

Chu Fann really didn't put the tiny Zilai Ancient Kingdom in his eyes.    

    

In the past, the ruler of a powerful Divine Kingdom in Asura Realm begged his father to tell his grandmother. He didn't even have the chance to see Chu Lingtian.    

    

A small ancient country was even worse than a kingdom. Chu Fann was even more disdainful of it.    

    

When they entered the restaurant, the waiter came forward.    

    

"Two bowls of warm noodles and two cups of tea in Martial City. "    

    

Zhao Xumin immediately said.    

    

One thousand a month's worth of shells was indeed lower than the other princes'. It was not much higher than the ordinary students of the academy.    

    

The materials needed for a martial artist's cultivation, as well as the buying of Treasure Artifacts and medicine, were all very expensive.    

    

One thousand a month was indeed not much.    

    

Chu Fann's mother would send eight hundred shells to Chu Fann every month.    

    

However, the living expenses of the past had been snatched away by Kongsang Tianyu. This caused Chu Fann to be hungry and have no food to eat every day, making it even harder for him to improve his strength.    

    

Fortunately, Zhao Xumin often treated Chu Fann to a meal in the past, or else he would really starve to death.    

    

The hot and dry noodles were soon served. After the two of them finished eating, Zhao Xumin went over to pay.    

    

"Customer, two bowls of noodles are thirty, two cups of tea are two pieces, a total of thirty-two shells. "    

    

The waiter respectfully cupped his hands towards Zhao Xumin.    

    

Following that, Zhao Xumin's wrist moved, and thirty-two shells immediately floated out from within the Storage Hand Rope.    

    

The seashells were the size of a coin, and they were completely gray and numb. There were still some mud stains on them, and layers of cracks emitted energy ripples.    

    

The shell was one of the basic currency used to trade in Asura Great Land.    

    

Chu Fann, who was sitting on the ground, was startled. He immediately walked forward and stopped Zhao Xumin. "We only give you eight shells in total. We won't give you any more!"    

    

"Objective, you want to cause trouble? Our formula for hot dry noodles comes from the Fire Spirit Kingdom, the largest country in the Spiritual Fire Domain, the Martial City of Han! If you don't have money, don't come and eat! "    

    

The waiter thought that Chu Fann and Chu Fann were here to cause trouble, so he immediately straightened his back and said in a competitive manner.    

    

Chu Fann sneered. He knew that Han Martial City was the capital city of Fire Spirit Kingdom, and the hot noodles came from Han Martial City. Furthermore, one of his former disciples was from Han Martial City.    

    

Back then, that disciple had given Chu Lingtian an authentic hot noodles as a sign of respect.    

    

The taste was completely different from what he had just eaten!    

    

"Bullshit! Eight shells, if you want it, then take it. Don't get lost! You don't understand bullying my brother, do you? Your noodles are not authentic at all. "    

    

Chu Fann shouted out loudly. The powerful sound waves caused the restaurant on the third floor to tremble.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

He knew that someone was looking for trouble. Knowing that someone was looking for trouble, the security guards of the restaurant all gathered around, ready to make a move at any moment.    

    

Most of these warriors were at the Body Refining Stage, and a few of them were at the Soul Creation Stage. They were even more powerful than Wang Xiaofeng, the core class of the academy.    

    

"How dare you say that our noodles are not authentic? Brothers, chop him!"    

    

The waiter waved his fist. He was so excited that his face turned red. He encouraged those martial artists to make a move.    

    

At this moment, many of the martial artists who were eating put down their chopsticks and looked curiously at the scene.    

    

This restaurant had been open for more than half a year, and it had always been calm and peaceful. This was the first time someone was causing trouble here.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

At this moment, a young man wearing a white chef's hat and a chef's uniform walked out.    

    

The young man was around the age of twenty-four or twenty-five, and he had a thin figure. He was precisely the restaurant's boss, and his name was Chu Yu. He was at the ninth level of the Body Refining Stage.    

    

Chu Yu furrowed his brows and cupped his fists. "Little brother, may I know your name? Tell me, how can we not be authentic? I don't know why, but I will sue the authorities and ask you to compensate me with 100,000 shells. "    

    

"My name is Chu Fann. "    

    

Chu Fann looked at Chu Yu and said indifferently.    

    

Chu Fann?    

    

Chu Yu frowned and thought about this name. He instantly said, "You are the son of the traitor Chu Youruo, that trash?"    

    

After learning the name of Chu Fann, Chu Yu's polite expression immediately turned into ridicule.    

    

He was still looking at Chu Fann from head to toe. His face was full of disdain and his nose was facing the sky. He was disgusted by Chu Fann.    

    

"My mother's name is not something a dog like you can call out directly. You are asking for a beating!"    

    

Upon hearing this, Chu Fann roared furiously and suddenly unleashed a powerful energy amplifier.    

    

Rock Lotus Divine Step!    

    

He waved his two fingers, and as if he was holding a flower in his hand, he moved his body and approached Chu Yu with lightning speed.    

    

Bang!    

    

A huge palm force landed on Chu Yu's body.    

    

Chu Yu was sent flying like a scarecrow. He crashed onto a table and smashed the bowl, chopsticks, and noodles on the table.    

    

"You can't even beat a piece of trash? You are 25 years old, only at the ninth layer of Body Refining Tier. I reached the 5th Body Refinement Layer at 15 years old. Who are you calling trash? I think the Chu Clan in Zilai Ancient Kingdom is just so-so. "    

    

Chu Fann unleashed his powerful Qi, as if it had turned into a solid substance, and it filled the entire restaurant.    

    

The frivolous and disdainful laughter on Chu Fann's face was like a heavenly river. It rolled out and echoed in the restaurant, shaking the hearts of many warriors.    

    

Defeating his opponent in one move!    

    

Most of the people eating noodles nearby were students of Zilai Academy.    

    

They had long heard that Chu Fan was trash. Today's meeting had broadened their horizons, and it was different from what they had imagined.    

    

"Cough cough, how can my Chu Clan's family be someone you can talk nonsense about? The number one genius of Zilai Academy, he is a member of my Chu Clan! Your mother, Chu Youruo, is really despicable. Back then, she left the Imperial City Chu Clan for that man, and unexpectedly. . . "    

    

Chu Yu spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face was full of ridicule, but he still refused to let go. His voice was sharp, and he kept biting.    

    

"Bastard! You really owe me a lot of money!"    

    

Chu Fann had wanted to teach Chu Yu a lesson, but he didn't expect Chu Yu to be so shameless.    

    

In the past, Chu Youruo didn't tell Chu Fann these secrets, so when he heard Chu Yu's words, Chu Fann finally understood one thing.    

    

He did not expect that. . . His mother was also a person of character. For the sake of the man she loved, she dared to betray the family!    

    

After his rebirth, Chu Fann was Chu Lingtian. Initially, he felt that his mother, Chu Youruo, was just an ordinary girl and should not be a big deal. However, after learning about this matter, Chu Fann immediately felt proud.    

    

Who said that girls were inferior to men?    

    

For the sake of love, one must be responsible for one's actions. A girl should be able to hold half the sky!    

    

Shua! Shua!    

    

Using the Rock Lotus Divine Step, Chu Fann's figure shuttled between the many martial artists.    

    

The martial artists in the restaurant originally wanted to capture him, but Chu Fann was like a ghost. It's like a loach that can't be caught!    

    

Even if there were still a few Soul Creation Stage warriors!    

    

"Insulting Mr. Fann's mother, I'll break your mouth!" Chu Fann smiled coldly, his face became extremely ferocious. Without knowing when, he stepped on Chu Yu's mouth.    

    

Two knocks. Chu Yu's teeth flew in all directions like popcorn.    

    

At the same time, Chu Fann lifted Chu Yu over his head and threw him towards the place where the noodles were cooked.    

    

"Ah. . . "    

    

A miserable sound was heard. Chu Yu was soaked in boiling water.    

    

The part that was wet was his life root!    

    

At this moment, Chu Yu could only feel that his lower body was burning hot. The burning pain caused his entire body to twitch.    

    

"It's over. That guy's life is in the boiling water. He will definitely become impotent in the future. He won't be able to satisfy his desire to marry a wife. He will definitely wear a green hat. "    

    

A martial artist in society shook his head repeatedly, feeling a sense of pity.    

    

After a series of wails, Chu Yu immediately fainted.    

    

"Kid, you're dead for sure! Our boss is a disciple of the Imperial City Chu Clan, and our boss is also the disciple of the number one Chef God in the Zilai Imperial City! Did Chef God know? He might not even be invited by the Saint to cook. "    

    

A Soul Creation Stage warrior was slightly shocked, but he still warned with a stern voice.    

    

At this moment, many warriors were ready to make their moves.    

    

Suddenly.    

    

A person wearing a long white robe with white hair and beard, with a back full of white hair. He was carrying a big pot on his back.    

    

This old man was extremely thin, his arm was as thin as a wooden stick, but when he swung it, it was firm and powerful, obviously his arm strength was astonishing.    

    

"All of you, stop! Where's Yu'er?"    

    

The old man scanned the crowd and immediately asked a martial artist.    

0

    

He took one step at a time and actually caused the ground on the first floor to cave in!    

    

Everyone's expression changed. It was true that Cao Cao had arrived. This person was Chef God from Zilai Ancient Kingdom. His strength was at the 7th level of the Desolation Stage, and his name was Feng Qingtang!    

    

"Master Feng, the boss is over there. " A Soul Creation Stage warrior was full of respect as he pointed at Chu Yu.    

    

Feng Qingtang's expression changed, and his body disappeared in a strange manner. His movement technique was extraordinarily fast, and even the space around him started to fluctuate.    

    

The Expert of Desolation Stage had produced the power of the ancient era, and its power was far greater than that of a Soul Creation Stage.    

    

No matter how fast his movement technique was, it was still useless against the Expert of Desolation Stage.    

    

Feng Qingtang quickly took out some medicine from the Storage Hand Rope and poured it on Chu Yu's life root.    

    

"Argh! It hurts! Master, please help me take revenge and kill Chu Fann! "    

    

The unconscious Chu Yu woke up at this moment. His body was trembling uncontrollably, and he let out a low howl.    

    

After the howl, he became excited again, and fainted.    

    

After dealing with Chu Yu's matter, Feng Qingtang's face turned cold. He stood up and stared at Chu Fann with his turbid old eyes, as if he could see through everything.