The Magician of Cultivation

"How dare you tease me?"

Tan Lang's voice was cold, and his murderous aura was still fixed on Hu Shizhong.

"Why do you say that, sir? Even if I have the courage of heaven, I would not dare to play tricks on you, sir."

Hu Shizhong's voice was weak, and he felt as if all his internal organs had shifted out of place.

Fortunately, Tan Lang held back a bit of his strength in the final stage, otherwise this blow would have cost him his life.

The gap between the middle stage of the fourth level and the peak stage of the fifth level is too big.

Even though Hu Shizhong had tried his best in a short period of time, he still could not change the outcome.

"Okay, let me ask you then."

Tan Lang looked directly at Hu Shizhong who was embedded in the giant pillar.

"You said the 'beast tide' has ended, but as far as I know, there were three fifth-level monsters in this 'beast tide', including a fifth-level peak red-haired green-clawed eagle king. Is that true or not?"

"Ahem..., sir... sir is right, ahem..."

When Hu Shizhong spoke, his wound hurt, causing him to cough violently, and his face became as pale as paper.

"Lord Tan Lang, General Hu is seriously injured. Please allow me to treat him first?"

Guo Ning put away the bow and arrow in his hand, suddenly knelt on the ground and said loudly:

"Your Excellency may not know that General Hu's only son died in this 'beast tide'."

"How could General Hu be in the mood to tease you, my Lord? Everything you said is true. Moreover, I participated in the entire 'Beast Tide'. I will tell you everything you want to know."

He understood the gap between himself and Tan Lang. Even Hu Shizhong had no power to fight back, let alone him.

"Oh?"

Tan Lang's body shook, and he couldn't help but look at the man on the giant pillar again.

"Ugh!"

Tan Lang shook his head and sighed.

Although he attacked in anger, he was also careful in his actions. The opponent would only suffer some injuries but his life would not be in danger.

Tan Lang took out the jade bottle from his storage ring and threw it to Guo Ning, saying in a deep voice: "This is a fourth-level healing potion. Give it to him first. We can talk about the 'beast tide' when Sima He comes."

"Yes, thank you sir!"

Guo Ning thanked him loudly.

As for why the other party suddenly attacked Hu Shizhong, he didn't even ask.

Without equal strength and status, there is no right to speak at all, and pointless arguments will only bring greater harm.

Guo Ning has used the adventurer's badge to inform Sima He of everything that happened here.

We will have to wait until it arrives to see how the situation will develop subsequently.

The city wall fell silent again. Only Hu Shizhong was lying there, his breathing gradually becoming steady and strong.

Guo Ning had already given instructions to the patrolling soldiers, so no one came to disturb them.

Tan Lang put away his murderous aura and the terrifying saber, stood behind the battlements with his hands behind his back, looking much calmer and more peaceful.

The setting sun cast a layer of golden gauze on his body, and his big bald head was shining with hazy golden light, like a high monk.

........................

Sima He arrived very quickly. It took him only five or six minutes to cross most of the Imperial City and arrive here.

Almost at the same time as it landed, a flying mount appeared in sight outside the East City, with the intermediate magician Sun Xiaowei sitting on it.

When Sun Xiaowei approached the inner city wall, a flying mount also approached from the south, on top of which sat Chen Tiexin, a fourth-level peak shield warrior.

"Sima He meets Captain Tan Lang and thanks the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group for coming to the rescue!"

Sima He bowed deeply.

“You’re too polite, City Lord Sima,” Tan Lang said in a cold tone. He nodded slightly and then looked at Chen Tiexin and bowed respectfully to him.

"President Chen, long time no see!"

"Haha... Captain Tan Lang, how are you?"

Chen Tiexin glanced at Hu Shizhong lying on the ground, and a sincere smile appeared on his face:

"It's been more than ten years since we last met. I didn't expect that when we met again, you had already reached the peak of the Great Martial Master level, while my old bones were stuck at the Martial Master level."

Tan Lang's eyes were complicated, with excitement, joy, and more of shame.

He was a martial arts fanatic. When he was at the martial arts master level, he challenged people everywhere and offended many people for this.

Some of these people would make a big fuss about their victory over him and ignore him in order to enhance their own reputation in the kingdom and gain fame.

More often than not, those who lost to him became angry and humiliated and slandered him in various ways, calling him a country bumpkin who did not know when to advance or retreat and had no demeanor of a strong man.

The only exception is Chen Tiexin.

Both of them are at the peak of martial arts, and when they first started sparring, Tan Lang lost more than he won.

After the exchange, Chen Tiexin actively helped him analyze the cause of the problem, and taught him his understanding of fighting spirit and application skills without reservation.

The dean has good intentions in order to have more outstanding talents in the kingdom.

The two of them had been studying and communicating with each other for more than a month, and Tan Lang's strength, vision, and understanding and application of fighting spirit had improved rapidly.

As a result, in the final competition, Chen Tiexin basically never won.

But instead of being discouraged or regretting, he taught him everything he knew.

It is no exaggeration to say that without Chen Tiexin, there would be no him today.

He was born in the countryside and had to rely almost entirely on himself to explore the path of cultivation.

And Chen Tiexin was like a beacon in the dark night, guiding him on the right path.

Although the two were not master and disciple in name, they were master and disciple in reality.

Before leaving, Tan Lang proposed to become Chen Tiexin's disciple, but was rejected by Chen Tiexin.

According to Chen Tiexin: the two were at the same level, and he benefited a lot from Tan Lang during their sparring, so it was considered a normal martial arts exchange.

Tan Lang is not stupid.

He was extremely talented and reached the pinnacle of martial arts at a young age.

If Chen Tiexin agrees to be his teacher, he will become famous in the future.

But the other party was obviously unwilling to take advantage of this, and because of this, he admired him even more.

Tan Lang has a cold temperament and a strong murderous intent, which may be related to his childhood experiences.

But when faced with Song Chonglou's challenge, he was willing to give advice to the other party because he remembered himself in the past.

"This is?"

Chen Tiexin looked at Hu Shizhong again and asked with a frown.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

Tan Lang blushed a little, like a child who was caught doing something wrong, and waved his hands hastily:

"President Chen, General Hu is fine. I used some strength when I attacked him, and I also gave him a healing potion."

"Oh? Hahaha..."

Chen Tiexin laughed heartily again, "We haven't seen each other for many years. Let's go, let's find a place to have a good chat!"

He grabbed Tan Lang's sleeve and walked out without saying anything. Although the other party was a little uncomfortable, he did not resist.

The two men quickly descended the inner city wall and disappeared from the sight of several people.

Sima He, Guo Ning and Sun Xiaowei looked at each other, especially the latter two who were more shocked.

Guo Ning had experienced Tan Lang's rage before, and the murderous intent in him made it impossible for him to muster the slightest desire to resist.

Let’s not even talk about Sun Xiaowei.

He had followed Tan Lang for many years, but he had never seen anyone dare to pull his clothes, let alone see the expression he had just now.

"Is that shy?"

Sun Xiaowei's impression of Tan Lang is undergoing a drastic change.