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It's fun to skin it!
But it was ignored by Zhao Sen.

Hearing Zhao Sen's words, the strong man responded quickly: "Yes, it's the owner of the Central Teahouse in Zhongzhong Town. We have been doing this kind of thing all the time, and after it is done, we will split the bill."

"It's really an industrial chain!"

Zhao Sen laughed lightly.

He had guessed it a long time ago, and his thoughts now confirmed his guess.

"Senior, I really know that I was wrong, so you will spare us a lot this time?"

The strong man began to beg for mercy again.

Zhao Sen continued to ask, "How many times have you done this kind of work?"

"This is the first time!"

The strong man said.

Hearing this, Zhao Sen waved his hand directly to Wu Yuanbao who was beside him, and Wu Yuanbao immediately laughed.

The strong man was afraid when he saw Wu Yuanbao, he quickly moved his body, and said again: "No, three or three times!"

"Really only three times?" Zhao Sen asked.

On his face was that harmless expression.

As if he didn't care about anything at all.

"It's really only three times. Senior, I really dare not lie to you. I didn't have any business at all before. That is, I only did it twice while taking advantage of the restart of the Zongmen Grand Competition, but I didn't make much money. "

The strong man said helplessly.

Only then did Zhao Sen believe it.

Afterwards, he looked at the deserted mountains and forests all around him: "By the way, why didn't you see any people from other sects coming to participate in this sect competition?"

The strong man froze for a moment.

Blinking his eyes, he said, "Many of those sect disciples have already gone to Lingxin Valley yesterday, and there will be fewer coming later."

"So it is!"

Zhao Sen understood.

It was only in the afternoon now, and there was still some time before it got dark. No wonder I didn't see any disciples from other sects. It turned out that most of them had already arrived.

The people in the central town probably came to join in the fun.

Some of them should also be disciples of the sect, who just stayed in the small town to hang out. They will go to Spiritual Heart Valley when the sect competition starts tomorrow.

"Then can you let us go?"

The strong man looked at Zhao Sen pitifully.

Zhao Sen ignored it, but said to Wu Yuanbao beside him: "I'll leave it to you, tie them all up, and treat them as a gift to Spiritual Heart Valley. After all, it's the first time I'm going."

Wu Yuanbao instantly understood what Zhao Sen meant.

Within the boundaries of Spiritual Heart Valley, there are still incidents of roadblocking and robbery. Once Spiritual Heart Valley finds out, they will definitely not let them go.

By the way, I can also give Lingxin Valley a favor.

It's not bad.

"Don't worry, Brother Sen, absolutely none of them can escape!"

As Wang Dezhu said that, he took out ropes from his mustard space and tied up the strong man and others.

Then it was handed over to the disciples behind him.

After solving this trouble, everyone continued to head towards the Spiritual Valley.

In Zhao Sen's view, since people from other sects have already arrived, they naturally have to go quickly. As a newly promoted sect, Lingzong is participating in the hidden sect competition for the first time.

If you go too late, it's not very good.

It will even give an excuse to those sects who intend to target the Lingzong.

After walking for about ten minutes, everyone saw a valley in front of them.

On both sides of the entrance of the valley, there is a huge mountain range, and the entrance in the middle seems to be split into two by a magic soldier from the sky.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is uncanny workmanship.

At the entrance of the valley, there is a row of houses, and more than a dozen disciples in yellow clothes are guarding here.

"Spiritual Heart Valley, idlers are not allowed to trespass, and you can only enter tomorrow after watching the Zongmen Grand Competition!"

As the crowd appeared, the disciples in yellow blocked their way.

Zhao Sen didn't talk nonsense, and took out the invitation card directly.

"We are members of the Spiritual Sect. We have received an invitation from the Spiritual Heart Valley to participate in this sect competition!"

"Lingzong?"

The disciple of Spiritual Heart Valley was stunned for a moment.

Then he took the invitation card curiously. It was indeed the breath of their spiritual valley. After checking it was correct, he was relieved: "Please come in, someone will pick you up and take you to the place where you should go to rest."

The disciple of Spiritual Heart Valley said lightly.

The attitude seemed very casual and cold.

It seems that they didn't take Lingzong seriously at all.

Zhao Sen wasn't angry at all, and just walked in with his disciples.

"It turns out that these are people from the Lingzong. They all look so young, and they probably don't have much talent."

"Even if you have the ability, so what? In any Zongmen Grand Competition, our disciples from Spiritual Heart Valley won the first place. They are just a foil."

"It was originally, to put it bluntly, they are here to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, to put it bluntly, they are here to be a training partner."

Hear the voices of those spiritual valley disciples discussing.

The faces of Wang Dezhu, Bai Yu and others became ugly.

"His grandma's, a bunch of watchdogs, dare to say that about our Spirit Sect!"

Wang Dezhu scolded directly.

He didn't care about anything, as long as he dared to insult their Lingzong, he was insulting Wang Dezhu.

"Okay, it's our first time to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition. It's very normal that they don't like it. It's no big deal. As long as you show it in the ring, the reputation of Lingzong will naturally go out, isn't it? Can they be sure of these few words?"

Zhao Sen said lightly.

It's not that he is willing to bear it, but that he has other things to do when he comes to Spiritual Heart Valley this time.

Otherwise, he would have slapped him up long ago.

Although Wang Dezhu was very upset, after hearing Zhao Sen's words, he forcibly endured it.

"It's the suzerain, tomorrow I will definitely beat their asses!"

Although these words were vulgar, everyone was happy to hear them.

Soon, after passing through the entrance of the valley.

The scene in front of him suddenly brightened.

What appeared in front of their eyes was a city, a city in a valley.

This city may not look as big as those large cities in ancient times, but it is definitely not small. It should be regarded as a very large manor.

There are quite a few buildings among them, which look patchwork and full of the sense of time. In the center of the city, a tall stone platform is built above the entire city.

There are still eight white pillars around it, standing up to the sky.

It looks solemn and solemn.

At the end of the city, there is a large building, which looks very dazzling.

Zhao Sen didn't need to think about it, it must be the place where the high-level executives of Spiritual Heart Valley lived, and in the middle was the ring where the competition was about to take place, because the area occupied was too large.