Chapter 160 Martial Arts Hall

This is Mufeng's second trip to the mainland of Sri Lanka. He has been familiar with the way and looking for a mercenary regiment to lead the way. This time, he is still looking for a traveler mercenary regiment. He rested in the nearest Manzhushahua for a night. The next morning, Mufeng's party, under the leadership of mercenaries, passed through the ancient mountains for three days and four nights without intention along the way. Occurrence.

This time, I met the group of ignorant horse thieves again. This time, the other party seemed to have recognized Mu Feng and Baishui and greeted the brothers to evacuate. How could this group of evil gods provoke themselves and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In Lanfeng City, which is the closest to the ancient mountains, Mufeng and his party rested here for a day and made their hair the next day.

Early the next morning, Mufeng's trip went to the destination - Canghai City. The city can be reached directly. Although it takes some time, it is also convenient.

"Wow, is Canghai City still quite prosperous? It's much better than our glazed city!" Looking at the coming and going, the full-headed passers-by, Mu Feng couldn't help sighing.

"It's really good. It's better than the rich city I manage." Ling Bu, who was beside him, interrupted.

Then the group did not stop and went directly to their destination. After listening to Uncle Erdo's introduction, there is a martial arts school of the holy strong man in this Canghai City. In fact, this is just a facade in the earthly world. It is responsible for receiving disciples who are interested in learning and have good talent. The specific place for cultivation should be in a mountain. Above the head, but Uncle Erdo has never been there. Anyway, after going to the "Martial Arts Hall", there will naturally be corresponding people to receive him.

I found two luxury carriages. Sure enough, the driver knew the "Martial Arts Hall" and said that he had taken several students there. He asked Mu Feng if they had gone there to apply for the expedition. Mu Feng smiled and did not answer. Then about half an hour's drive, Mu Feng and his party arrived at their destination.

The four bright red characters of the "Martial Arts Hall" were printed on the plaque, and several people came in and out of the door. Mufeng walked towards the hall. There was not even a doorman at the door. Yes, Uncle Erdo's friend has the strength of the holy level. Who dares to come to the door so ignorant and provoke!

Seeing Mu Feng's five people wandering around, a young man who was sitting on a stool shouted dissatisfiedly at Mu Feng and others, "You guys, don't hang out in the martial arts hall. If you sign up, come and queue up."

Pointing to himself, Mu Feng was a little speechless, but to be honest, there are many people who have signed up here, but they are still mainly young people. Mu Feng stepped forward, and then muttered a few words in the young man's ear. The latter hurriedly ran to the inner hall, attracting many cannibal eyes in the team.

After a while, he saw a middle-aged man walking out under the leadership of the young man, and then the man came to Mu Feng, and the young man continued to go back to register. Looking at Mu Feng and several people, the middle-aged man was shocked. Among the five people in front of him, two of them did not feel their breath at all. Looking at the age, they should be treasures with hidden breath.

"Are you coming to see the Lord?" The middle-aged man asked respectfully.

"Yes, a friend of the Holy Lord asked us to come here. I hope you can do me a favor and convey it on your behalf." Mu Feng also replied politely.

"In this way, the Holy Lord rarely comes to the 'Martial Arts Hall', but often stays in the place of practice, where there are also students who have passed the examination of the hall. Since you have come from afar, I will take you to your door later." The middle-aged man said that he didn't go back to pack his things, so he took Mu Feng and his party out of the "Martial Arts Hall".

At the beginning, you still need to take a carriage. The back road is some mountain roads. The outline of the peaks have faintly appeared, and then you have to pass through a dense forest. According to the middle-aged man, you only need to walk more than ten miles to get there. Because of the lush branches and leaves of the forest, Mufeng also doesn't know how far it is from the top of the mountain. But there is nothing wrong with following a middle-aged man.

Until he came to a somewhat 'bory' mountain peak, a middle-aged man told Mu Feng that this was the destination of the trip. There were neat stone stairs, and then there were many pavilions for rest on the top of the mountain, and then you could see faint figures from time to time, which should be the "Martial Arts Hall" "Students.

follow the main path of the steps and walk all the way up the mountain. On the way, you can occasionally see the students here and politely say hello to the middle-aged man. At the speed of several people, only 30 minutes away, several people appeared in front of a magnificent hall, which should be the main hall of the whole mountain.

"You wait here for a moment, and I'll inform the Lord." After saying that, the middle-aged man ran to the main hall. Mufeng and several people waited boredly. After a short time, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Mu Feng and said, "Sorry, the Holy Lord is not here now. Do you want me to take you to visit this mountain? Generally speaking, this is a complete and complete martial arts arena of a normal college, with arenas, dormitories, schools, etc., and the Holy Lord Lectures will only be held in the middle of every month. The middle-aged man was so polite to several juniors, but he took it for granted that the Holy Lord's best friends were definitely strong men of the holy class.

"Then don't bother you. Let's just stroll around. Anyway, we will still stay here for a while. Please go back and go ahead." Mu Feng euphemistically refused.

"That's okay!" After saying that, the middle-aged man went down the mountain by himself, leaving five people with excited faces. This is a school founded by the holy leaders. Among them, there must be talented people who may meet opponents he is interested in.

According to the middle-aged man, most of the buildings are opened on the mountainside, and the wind walks down the mountain. There is no need to deliberately ask for directions. The breath that erupts from the place where there is a battle is very strong, and the white water at the tip of the nose can be smelled far away.

"Here..." Baishui found the breath of the target, and then walked along the dense forest and mountain road. There were many thorns along the way, and from time to time there were weak warcraft figures, and there was no shadow of the road. When I asked, I knew that this was the closest distance to the target. Well, what Baishui said was right, and then the five people finally came to the edge of the cliff, and then it was convenient to see many young men and women. Some people were fighting on the round platform. There were complex inscriptions engraved on the edge of the round platform to prevent accidental collapse. There were men and women competing on the round platform, and there were also cheering outside.

"Jump!" Mu Feng said, and then turned his head to look at the opinions of several people next to him. After passing unanimously, Mu Feng took the lead in jumping down. Bang..." Four violent roars instantly became the focus of the audience. Croty floated down. Many men and women's eyes had turned over and looked at several people doubtfully. What was the performance of this 'Flyfalling Soldier'?

"I'm sorry, it's a complete mistake!" Mu Feng scratched his head and said shyly, and then the five people walked towards the edge of the round platform and looked at the two people on the round platform who had just stopped because of the roar: "Go on, we just passed by."

"You, which tutor's apprentice are you? How did you come out from above?" An older man came over and questioned the five people of Mufeng, looking at his dress, which should be supervision or something to prevent accidental casualties among students.

"I'm sorry, we just came here today, so we didn't know the path and came down from above rashly. If you have any trouble, please forgive me." Mu Feng's words are very good. When he first comes to other people's territory, he can't make trouble first.

"Is it a newcomer? No wonder!" After hearing Mu Feng's answer, the middle-aged man muttered, but it was the first time he had encountered such a newcomer falling from the sky in recent years, but he didn't say much and let the five of them watch on the edge of the round table.

Roughly glance at the men and women here, and the lowest strength are all at the sixth-level intermediate level, and this is often on the sidelines and can't be on the table at all. The strongest here is only the seventh-order advanced strength. What's the situation? Do the students of the holy-level strong have only this strength?

"Westia, do you want to go up and play?" Looking at the boring fight above for a long time, Mu Feng asked West Asia on the side. Among the four people, Mu Feng is the lowest strength in West Asia, but now he also has sixth-order advanced strength.