People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

"Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I am wild and can't stand being restrained. Please forgive me!"

Hearing Wu Yu's refusal again, there was another uproar, "He actually refused again. Doesn't he know what this means? And he also said that he would become a master within ten years. This is a master, the ultimate of martial arts, but he refused like that."

"Can't stand being restrained? That's it. I took it for granted. Not everyone is like me!"

Hearing Wu Yu's refusal again, Huang Shang's face darkened. He naturally understood what the other party meant. In fact, he still didn't think highly of their Song State and didn't want to be tied to the shaky chariot of the Song State like him.

Huang Shang could let it go, but Wang Chongyang couldn't. You know, he was willing to give up everything for the Song State, and even had to reluctantly refuse the person he liked.

The reason why he could become a Grandmaster was because he became a royal family worshiper under Huang Shang's recommendation, and then he broke through to the Grandmaster realm with the help of the power of luck, but he didn't expect that Wu Yu, a small Xiantian realm, would refuse.

"Okay, Wang Daoyou, this matter cannot be forced, not to mention that you are not a Song countryman."

Feeling the sudden surge of momentum on Wang Chongyang, Huang Shang knew what he was thinking, but as he said, Wu Yu was not a Song countryman, so why did he ask him to serve the Song country.

Huang Shang's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Wang Chongyang. He actually forgot that he was not a Song countryman, so naturally he had no obligation to serve the Song country like him.

Not to mention Wu Yu, a foreigner, even some martial artists in his own country could not serve the country, let alone people from other countries.

"Hahaha, little guy, you did a good job. What's so good about Song? Your official family values ​​civil officials over military officials and relies on the civil official group for everything. You don't know when you will be sold out. This kind of thing has happened in your Song Dynasty more than once or twice. Why don't you come to our prairie? I can promise you a tribe of 100,000 people on behalf of the Khan. When you become a master in the future, I will make you a king of a different surname." Seeing that Huang Shang was rejected by Wu Yu twice, Si Hanfei, the uncle of the Yuan Dynasty, immediately saw the opportunity and began to spend a lot of money to win over Wu Yu. "You..." Wang Chongyang was furious when he heard Si Hanfei's words, but he couldn't think of anything to refute for a while. After all, what he said was right. Wasn't General Yue Fei stabbed by his own people at a critical moment? Although this also involved a lot of Zhao Guanjia's family affairs, it was an indisputable fact that he was stabbed by his own people. Now he could only hope that Wu Yu would not agree. After all, Huang Shang said that the little guy in front of him had the qualifications of a master. If such a person chose to join the Mongols, it would definitely be a disaster for their Song State.

And not only Wang Chongyang, but also other martial artists were staring at Wu Yu, wondering if he would agree. After all, it was a tribe of 100,000 people, even in the entire grassland. It was a super large tribe.

The leader of a large tribe like this, even the Khan of Mongolia, could not be suppressed at will because of his status, otherwise other large tribes would inevitably be dissatisfied. After all, the grassland was different from the Central Plains. The tribes in the grassland were more like an alliance relationship, so it was not an exaggeration to say that the leaders of the large tribes were local emperors.

Just when everyone was waiting for Wu Yu's answer, Wu Yu also spoke and said the same sentence.

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the Mongol masters on the opposite side were not so good-tempered. One of them even snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction. It was Fang Yeyu, who was known as the little magician.

At this time, Li Chenzhou, who had been watching the show, also spoke up, "Okay, no more nonsense, we know your intentions very well, tell me, what do you want, single or group fight, you decide!"

"Domineering!"

Hearing Li Chenzhou's domineering declaration, many people secretly gave a thumbs up in their hearts. This is the momentum that a master of a generation should have. No wonder he is called the king of the world.

Li Chenzhou's words made the masters of the Yuan Dynasty look unhappy. To be honest, they were sure of this test at the beginning. After all, how many strong men can a country that is so weak in military strength have.

But with the appearance of Huang Shang, it was completely beyond their expectations. Originally, in their opinion, it was good for such a weak family to have one or two masters.

But they didn't expect that in addition to a sunflower ancestor, there was actually a legendary grandmaster like Huang Shang, and his strength was only stronger than the previous one, not to mention the two grandmasters, the sweeping monk and Wang Chongyang.

If Li Chenzhou is added, then Song will have five grandmasters.No less than their prairie.

And this is just the weakest Song Kingdom. If it is replaced by the stronger Sui and Ming, how many masters will there be?

Thinking of this, Si Hanfei, as the emperor's uncle, frowned even more tightly. Now they are in a dilemma. If they fight, they can't win. After all, they have more masters than them. If they don't fight, won't this trip be in vain?

So they still have to fight, but how to fight is up to them.

With this thought, Si Hanfei's eyes flashed with a golden light, "Since Huang Gongfeng wants to fight, then my Yuan Dynasty has to accompany him to the end. It happens that we have three masters and three innates here. Why don't you send out the same number of masters and innates?"

Huang Shang raised his eyebrows at Si Hanfei's words. The thing he was most worried about really came. Although the number of masters on their Song side is more than that of the other side, they are a little worse in terms of individual strength.

If it was just a fight, they would not be afraid, after all, both he and the old monk had confidence.

But if one more person was added, it would be a little bit shaky. Although Wang Chongyang was also a master, he was still a lot worse than the three masters on the opposite side. Wang Chongyang was like this, and Li Chenzhou was almost the same.

The same was true for the Xiantian side. Both Jiumozhi and King Jinlun were not weak, especially the young magician Fang Yeyu. It was rumored that he was the disciple of the Mongolian master Pangban and the grandson of Meng Chixing. He practiced the long-lost "Dao Xin Zhong Mo Dafa" of the magic sect.

But at this time, they had to fight, otherwise they would inevitably let the other side see the weakness of their Song country. When they came, it would not only be martial arts masters, but also the iron cavalry army.

"Okay, we agree to this battle, but we can't use it here, let's go outside!"

For this request, both sides naturally had no objection. After all, the destructive power of the master was too strong, and the small martial arts field really couldn't accommodate this level of battle.

At this time, Xuan Ci, the abbot, stood up and said, "Amitabha, if that's the case, why not go to the back mountain, there's nothing to worry about there!"

Soon, everyone followed Xuan Ci to the back mountain, and everyone tacitly stepped back to leave the field for the few people fighting.

King Jinlun was the first to stand up, "If that's the case, I'll take over the first round. I wonder which master is willing to teach me!"