Night falls in Tianqing City.
The taverns everywhere were still packed with people.
Broken Sky Gorge is now a thing of the past.
Lü Xiaoyi is no longer invincible in Qingzhou.
Li Fan's name became the subject of heated discussion among everyone.
However, compared to his defeat of Lü Xiaoyi with a single blow, people are more curious about the outcome of his battle with Xu Mang.
Donglin Tavern is a melting pot of all sorts of people.
Amidst the noise, a voice rang out: "In this battle, Li Fan, the Overlord Blade, will surely win."
The man who was speaking stood up, carrying a jug of wine, and his two friends couldn't stop him.
Old Zhang put one foot on the stool and the other on the table, and shouted, "Alliance Leader Li is invincible!"
Over the past few days, Lao Zhang has become a complete "Li fanboy".
Being thrown off the ship by Li Fan was no longer an embarrassing incident to be ashamed of, but rather a glorious deed.
Whenever they drink, Lao Zhang brings this up again.
"Do you know Li Fan, the Overlord Blade? I, Old Zhang, offended him, but luckily I didn't die!"
His magnanimity is as vast as the East China Sea.
I'm telling you...
It's natural for others not to comment on this kind of topic.
Those who know, know it's a fact.
Those who didn't know the situation wouldn't dare to refute the claim that Li Fan lacked magnanimity.
The patrons at Donglin Tavern had heard this so many times that their ears were calloused, so naturally they didn't refute it.
Just then, a loud "bang" came from the tavern.
"Shut up!"
The speaker was a burly man, dressed in a wolfskin coat, and his appearance was completely different from those around him.
He sat on the stool and was almost as tall as the men standing around him.
"Shut up? Who do you think you are?"
Old Zhang, who was bragging, suddenly widened his eyes, and his already slightly tipsy face became even redder.
"My brother-in-law..."
Old Zhang's voice abruptly stopped.
The burly man had somehow appeared and was now standing in front of Old Zhang's table.
Glug!
Old Zhang swallowed hard, swallowing back all the words he was about to say to continue showing off.
How the hell is this guy so strong?!
Only by facing the burly man directly can you feel that sense of oppression.
Even when Old Zhang stood on a stool, he had to tilt his head slightly to see the big man's face.
"Keep talking, who is your brother-in-law!"
The burly man looked at Old Zhang and said coldly.
"Brother, calm down."
That's just my friend's personality.
"We'll cover your drinks tonight!"
Seeing that things were going badly, Old Li quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
The burly man glanced at Old Li, then turned and went back without saying a word.
The tavern became lively again.
Old Zhang looked indignant and was about to say something harsh, but the quick-witted Old Li covered his mouth.
"Old Zhang, if you keep doing this, you won't be drinking next time!"
Do the math yourself. In just a few days, you've offended so many powerful figures.
You're lucky the first few times; people don't bother with you.
But you can't be lucky every time!
"Old Li, don't you know who my brother-in-law is?"
We have the confidence to be arrogant...
"You have the nerve to be so arrogant!"
Enraged, Old Li punched Old Zhang in the chest.
Old Zhang cried out in pain, curled up, and fell to the ground.
Old Li quickly squatted down and reminded Old Zhang as he helped him up.
"Old Zhang, have you forgotten the Frostwolf Clan caravan we encountered in the Northern Frontier?!"
If nothing unexpected happens, that person is a high-ranking figure in the Frostwolf Clan!
After Lao Li finished speaking, Lao Zhang, who was slightly drunk, suddenly woke up and became completely sober.
The Frostwolf Clan was not considered powerful twenty years ago.
However, in the past twenty years, its development momentum has almost surpassed that of the Azure Eagle Cloud Clan, the number one clan in the Northern Territory.
Such a powerful force, let alone his brother-in-law's inability to protect it, even the entire Broken Heaven Sect might not be able to protect it.
After getting up, Old Zhang secretly glanced at the burly man.
One, two... ten braids!
Good heavens!
After counting the braids on the big man's head, Old Zhang quickly looked away and took a big gulp of wine.
He clearly remembered what the Frostwolf Clan caravan leader had said.
The Frostwolf Clan does not value bloodlines; the strongest reigns supreme.
Each braid represents a person's level of attainment.
A single braid can define a whole realm.
Ten braids represent ten realms.
The ten realms—that's the Dharma form.
This kind of person can do whatever they want anywhere!
......
"Hmph, these Zhou people just love to brag."
How could a young man not even thirty years old possibly defeat Xu Mang!
As for that Lu Xiaoyi, the one with the Broken Heaven Halberd who's ranked eighth on the Heavenly Hero Ranking, he's probably just a figurehead too.
The burly man spoke Mandarin very fast, with a Northern accent that made it difficult for those around him to understand.
Accompanying the burly man were three others, two of whom were just as burly as him.
"Brother Li is right!"
These Zhou people just love to do fancy things.
Since they are top-tier experts, they will naturally only choose the strongest.
Twenty people in a row? It's like a joke!
"Our clan is so great; we only need one First Warrior, Gul'dan."
After Gu Qiang finished speaking, Gu Meng echoed his words.
Gu Li picked up the bowl and drank the wine in it in one gulp.
Since leaving the Northern Territory, I've heard too many rumors about so-called top-tier powerhouses along the way.
In his view, there were indeed many powerful figures in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but only the first and second place on the Heavenly Hero Ranking could be considered top-tier.
The Sword Emperor of Western Shu is undoubtedly a figure that even the immortals of the Northern Border must fear.
Xu Mang, who came in second, needs no further explanation.
Many of the powerful figures in the northern border were killed by Xu Mang.
Even Gul'dan, the current number one warrior of the Frostwolf Clan, has stated in public on more than one occasion that his combat strength is inferior to Xu Mang's.
While the three were talking, the last one just kept drinking in silence.
The man was thin and inconspicuous among the three.
However, Gu Li and the other two subtly regarded her as their superior.
"The wine of the Zhou people is indeed delicious!"
After drinking five bowls in a row, the man wiped the corner of his mouth.
Looking up, I saw a fair-skinned face.
But between his brows, there was a sharpness as sharp as a knife.
Her lips were slightly pursed, with a faint pink tinge.
"Your Highness Lina, can this really be called wine?"
"Not a bit of energy..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"
Gulina interrupted Guli and got up to walk out of the tavern.
Seeing this, Gu Li and the other two quickly followed.
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