Wei Ting said: "It was my own idea."

But...what's that expression on your face? Jiang Guanchao's domineering eyes looked like he was looking down on an ant: "Do you think I won't dare to kill you just like this?"

Wei Ting paused and said, "Uncle Jiang doesn't lack sons, but does he lack apprentices? If Uncle Jiang refuses to accept me, I still have three sons. Uncle Jiang can pick any one he wants!"

Ling Yun's eyes were gleaming, Wei Ting, do you have any moral integrity? !

Jiang Guanchao stood up from the bed, his long black hair hanging down, adorning his loose black robe.

He was tall and strong, with an upright posture, and his every move was filled with a domineering and murderous aura.

With a gloomy face, he walked towards Wei Ting step by step.

Ling Yun stepped in: "Alliance Leader Jiang, it was me who came here. I am the one who will discuss matters with you today."

When Manager Chang saw him, his trembling body finally began to move.

He rushed over like a flying bird: "Young Palace Master!"

Ling Yun nodded slightly to him.

Jiang Guanchao glanced at Ling Yun and said, "Once I kill this guy, it will be your turn soon. There's no need to be so anxious."

Ling Yun took out the City Lord Seal and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Alliance Leader Jiang, seeing the City Lord Seal is like seeing the City Lord."

Jiang Guanchao's expression changed slightly.

He stared at Ling Yun deeply, his eyes falling on his face which was 50% similar to Xia Houqing: "You want to scare me with just a city lord seal? You don't think I don't take me seriously! Don't think I don't know what you are up to. You want to use me to seize the position of city lord for you? Wait for the next life! I don't want to get involved in the internal fighting of your Xiahou family!"

Wei Ting pointed at Canglang's body on the ground and said, "Hey, Xiahou Yi's assassins have come to you, and you still think this is an internal fight between him and my eldest brother? Xiahou Yi has long wanted to take over the Assassin's Alliance for himself!"

Jiang Guanchao said: "I will avenge the Assassin's Alliance myself. You have repeatedly trespassed and violated the Assassin's Alliance's rules, and you will never be forgiven!"

Wei Ting hurriedly said, "I heard that the Killer Alliance respects the strong, so I challenge you! If I beat you, the trespassing will be written off!"

Jiang Guanchao said disdainfully: "Just you?"

Wei Ting said provocatively: "Are you afraid of being beaten by my father and dare not even accept the challenge of his son?"

"Provocation? Not bad." Jiang Guanchao said nonchalantly, "Take my three blows. If you can still stand up after three blows, I will forgive you for trespassing into the Killer Alliance!"

Wei Ting stepped back with his right foot, making a gesture to accept the challenge: "A gentleman's word is as good as gold!"

Ling Yun frowned and looked at Wei Ting: "You are crazy! You can't even take Qi Yao's palm, and you still want to take his master's move!"

Wei Ting looked at Jiang Guanchao with a sharp gaze: "Manager Chang."

Manager Chang was stunned: "Ah?"

Wei Ting was still staring at Jiang Guanchao, but he said to Manager Chang: "Take my brother aside, don't hurt you by mistake."

"Ah, eh! Good!"

Manager Chang hurriedly grabbed Ling Yun and took him behind a pillar.

From here you can see the fight between the two without being affected.

Jiang Guanchao: "I'm going to make a move."

Wei Ting laughed rashly: "Uncle Jiang, please don't show mercy!"

Jiang Guanchao snorted coldly and slapped Wei Ting heavily.

Wei Ting did not dodge and took the attack head-on.

As expected, he flew backwards like a sack and landed awkwardly on the shiny floor, just half a step away from the threshold.

He arched his body and spat out a large pool of blood! Manager Chang was heartbroken: "Second Master Yun..."

Ling Yun frowned.

What on earth was this guy doing? Was it necessary to fight so hard? The energy he had just used to play tricks suddenly disappeared, and he deliberately angered Jiang Guanchao.

Didn't Qi Yao's palm damage his brain? Jiang Guanchao looked at Wei Ting, who was lying on the ground and unable to move for a long time, and said coldly: "Wei Xu's son is nothing more than that!"

Manager Chang looked bewildered.

What did Jiang Mengzhu say just now? Whose son is this?

He must have heard it wrong!

Wei Ting's fingertips moved, and he slowly raised his head. While trying to stand up, he looked at Jiang Guanchao with a smile: "I called him Uncle Jiang just now, and Uncle Jiang didn't refute. Does that mean he acknowledges me as his nephew?"

Jiang Guanchao's eyes suddenly turned cold: "You're looking for death, then I'll give you another slap!"

This palm strike was even more powerful than the previous one.

Wei Ting was knocked out of the bedroom and hit the stone table in the yard, breaking it in half. Dust and stone chips scattered everywhere, staining Wei Ting's black head with a layer of frost white.

Manager Chang was so nervous that he held his breath.

Ling Yun frowned even more tightly.

Jiang Guanchao looked coldly at Wei Ting who was pinned under the rocks, then retracted his gaze and looked at Ling Yun behind the pillars: "Should I do it, or should you do it yourself?"

"Uncle Jiang..."

Wei Ting's weak voice suddenly sounded from the yard, "Didn't we agree on... three palms? You must... keep your word..."

Wei Ting faced the setting sun and bathed in the warm orange-red light. Under his feet was a battlefield with swords and spears. He was a general guarding the border with a sword.

He looked at Jiang Guanchao with scarlet eyes and smiled nonchalantly: "Uncle Jiang... are you too badly injured... Is that all your strength...? No wonder... you lost to... my father..."

Jiang Guanchao was filled with anger: "How dare you!"

Manager Chang was horrified: "It's over, it's over, it's over..."

The aftermath of Jiang Guanchao's third palm strike cracked several pillars in the bedroom.

Wei Ting crashed down the wall in the yard, knocked down the trees on the path, and almost knocked away three patrolling disciples.

Manager Chang simply couldn't bear to watch it.

It’s so miserable…it’s really, really miserable!

"Master! Do you want to catch the assassin?"

A disciple who barely avoided the attack asked with lingering fear.

"yes!"

The three disciples agreed in unison and turned to collect Wei Ting's body.

But just as they stretched out their hands, Wei Ting suddenly choked and coughed.

The three of them were shocked !

Resurrected! Jiang Guanchao also frowned suspiciously.

Unexpectedly... not dead yet?

Wei Ting endured the severe pain all over his body, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, curled his lips, and walked towards the bedroom.

Manager Chang was stunned: "Can...can...still walk?"

Wei Ting can not only walk, but also walk very fast.

When passing by Ling Yun, Ling Yun grabbed his wrist and said in shock: "Your aura..."

Wei Ting smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother. I'm fine."

It’s not that I’m fine, it’s that… I’m fine.

Ling Yun released his wrist.

Jiang Guanchao also seemed to notice that something was wrong.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Wei Ting cupped his hands and bowed: "My master has taught me some skills, but I have never been able to master them. Thank you Uncle Jiang for giving me the Three Palms!"

Jiang Guanchao's expression was extremely ugly: "You are using me to dissolve your energy for you?!"

Wei Ting opened his mouth and said in a flattering tone, "Uh... it's teaching me, teaching me! My master said that there is only one person in the world who can help me absorb his power, not even my father! Uncle Jiang is mighty! Uncle Jiang is the best in the world!"

"Wei, Ting!"

Jiang Guanchao was completely furious.

No one can fool Jiang Guanchao! Not even the city lord!

He wanted to kill this cunning and scoundrel boy! Jiang Guanchao raised his right palm and gathered a cold internal force in his palm.

Just as he was about to kill Wei Ting with one palm strike, a voice that he had not heard for many years suddenly rang out from the door:

"Master."

Jiang Guanchao paused and looked at the other party in disbelief.

Baili Chen took off his hat, stepped over the threshold and came to Wei Ting.

Jiang Guanchao stared at him with sharp eyes.

Manager Chang felt that he had probably seen a ghost today.

Duanmu Qi became Wei Xu, Duanmu Yun became Wei Ting, and now a disciple of Jiang Guanchao appears out of nowhere?

Jiang Guanchao has nine disciples in total, and he has seen all of them, but none of them looks like this!

Where did this young man come from?

Wei Ting was just messing around with his father, but he wouldn't be messing around with his master, right?

But looking at Jiang Guanchao's reaction, it doesn't seem like he made a mistake...

"Young Master, do you know what's going on?"

He asked Ling Yun in a low voice.

Ling Yun looked at Baili Chen and suddenly realized: "So that's it."

"What... is that so?"

Manager Chang was still confused.

Wei Ting turned around and patted Baili Chen on the shoulder: "So you are from the Killer Alliance! And you are my uncle Jiang's apprentice! Didn't my uncle Jiang accept ten apprentices? Didn't they say Luosha is the ninth, the last apprentice? What's your ranking? And why is the tattoo on your arm different from that of other disciples?"

Baili Chen looked at him and said, "After being with Liu Lang for a long time, you have become more talkative."

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this because I care about you? I don't say so much to others."

This self-righteous little expression is exactly the same as Wei Liulang's.

Otherwise, how can we talk about brothers? Jiang Guanchao said coldly: "You have already left the Killer Alliance, don't call me Master anymore."

Baili Chen said: "Once a teacher, always a father. I just don't want to be a killer, not that I don't recognize you as my master."

Jiang Guanchao said sarcastically: "If you admit it, then I will have to accept it? Do I, Jiang Guanchao, need a disciple like you?!"

Wei Ting winked at Baili Chen: He is angry, he cares.

Jiang Guanchao pointed at Baili Chen's nose and scolded: "If you don't want to be a killer, why do you come back here!"

In the small garden.

Liu Zhener saw Qi Yao who looked stunned.

"Big Brother!"

She walked quickly forward.

Chen Yu also came over.

He was defeated by Qian Yao of Baihua Palace, and kept his promise to stop attacking people from Baihua Palace, but he also did not allow them to join the Killer Alliance.

Wei Liulang didn’t care, as long as Xiaoqi and Lingyun went in.

Liu Zhener asked, "Big Brother, who was that man in white just now? Why did you let him go? If Master finds out, he will punish you!"

Qi Yao looked towards the direction of his master's bedroom, looked at the tattoo on his arm, and whispered: "He is your real senior brother, and also the master's real first disciple."

(End of this chapter)