C268 Survivors Yu Peng

He had just grabbed the cold Storage Ring in his hand. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he faced the vast ocean of white jade. Even Cang Xuanwu was stunned in the hall, and his face was filled with excitement. It was obvious on the surface. Panting heavily, he asked, "This. . . I'm afraid it will be more than 100 billion?" He never would have thought that this seemingly ordinary looking youth. . . I can't believe you're so rich. Presumably, such a generous person was not an ordinary person in the Dragon Phoenix Continent. Immediately, doubts were raised about Han Binn's identity.

"I'm ashamed to say that. How many jades are there in this Storage Ring? I really haven't counted them in detail. However, it shouldn't be more than a hundred billion. Because when I first took over, it was still 100 billion. After spending so much time on a daily basis, although it wasn't much, But a lot?" Ever since he had the chalcedony, Han Binn rarely used the Bright Jade in the Storage Ring. The truth was just as he had said. He had probably forgotten the exact amount long ago.

Comparisons were really infuriating. Cang Xuanwu did not continue to pester him about this matter. "Last time we met. I haven't had the time to ask Young Master. Where exactly does the Dragon Phoenix Continent belong to? I wonder if I'll be able to reveal my true identity today. " Through this meeting, As the City Lord, he couldn't help but respect the young man in front of him. After all, no matter where he went, wealth was a manifestation of strength.

"City Lord, this is serious. Although I am somewhat famous in the Dragon Phoenix Continent, I am not a person with a thunderous reputation. Therefore, even if he explained it clearly, I'm afraid he wouldn't know about it. " Before obtaining the Southern Ice Spirit Fire, Xiao Loong had repeatedly emphasized that he should keep a low profile. If it wasn't for Han Binn repeatedly opposing him and Shui Wuying knowing about his background, he was afraid that he would have to hide his name.

"Since young master is unable to reveal it for the time being, then I am not a pedantic person. Someone? The child workers who brought Young Master Han back. Make sure that this prefecture master is properly placed in the northern city's martial arts training grounds and strictly discipline them. In the future, it would be a good thing for the Nanshuang City. Set up a strong regiment. " After taking in the children who had survived the disaster, Cang Xuanwu's face warmed up slightly. He looked at Han Binn with a smile and said, "This trip to the Heaven-worshipping Tower must be filled with danger. Therefore, for the sake of my deceased younger brother, I will hold a banquet in the City Lord Mansion. I am here to help young master and the others calm down. I hope you won't shirk the responsibility. "

"Thank you for your good intentions, City Lord. I also have something important to attend to. I would like to ask the Prefecture Lord for advice. " Hearing the young man's words, Cang Xuanwu naturally knew what this fellow wanted to ask. He helplessly smiled bitterly. The Struggle for the South was easy. It was just a few words. But in the South Sea Region, there were as many masters as the clouds in the nine counties and 36 cities. The conditions for those below the Martial Immortal to participate in were even more so for those who were nominated. All of them had a formidable cultivation that came into contact with the Martial Immortals. Even though Han Binn was merely an intermediate Emperor, he was still able to obtain a tremendous amount of power. * Hong Long. . . . . . *

Today, it seemed like the Nanshuang City Lord Manor had encountered some great news. The Black Warrior Institute Principal was holding a grand banquet, and the level of his hospitality was so high that even the County Mansion Lord, Cang Yuexiao, would not be able to catch up to him. For a moment, it could not help but arouse the suspicions of those with prominent statuses in the city.

Delicious delicacies were served one after another by slender maids. Han Binn and the others were seated on both sides of the great hall. Some of the influential figures in Nanshuang City and Cang Xuanwu's trusted aides were also present. It was a lively scene.

In the spacious and spacious area in the middle, a group of beautiful female singers were dancing. They attracted the attention of all the men. Even the group of guards with spears were looking at them from time to time.

"Brother Wufeng isn't here?" Han Binn raised his wine glass and looked around, asking Shui Wuying who was standing beside him. He asked with concern. "Cousin and Master Tu just left the house. They said they have something to ask of you. So they seemed to have missed this grand banquet. " Hearing Shui Wuying's reply, Han Binn was startled, and his eyes revealed a hint of understanding. "Alright. It was afraid that only those who had experienced hatred before would be able to do so. Only then can you say it clearly. "

"Young Master Han, don't you want to ask about the Struggle for the South? What rules are there? Among the people of His Highness, there were those who survived the last competition. Why don't you give me some advice? I think it's more convincing than my explanation. " While everyone was drinking, Cang Xuanwu, who was sitting at the top seat, smiled faintly and said to Han Binn, who was sitting on the left.

The sudden words made all the singers who were dancing in the hall tactfully withdraw. The melodious music slowly stopped and fell into silence. Following which, a thunder-like voice was transmitted to the entire hall from the opposite side. "May I know who intends to participate in this Southern Empire Struggle?"

It was this very loud and clear question that caused Han Binn and the others to raise their heads to take a look. It was right in front of them. A man whose muscles had exploded stood up with an incomparably fierce aura. His face was full of stubble, like a steel wire that stood up straight. On the left side of his tiger eyes: A huge scar ran through his entire face, like the pupil in his eye sockets. It was also due to his cultivation that he recovered later on.

"This man's surname is Yu Ming Peng, the number one general of Nanshuang City. He had stepped into the Heavenly Emperor Stage a long time ago. To be more precise, he should be at the eighth grade of the Martial Sovereign realm. The struggle for supremacy in the Southern Country that only happens once every ten thousand years. He is the one who represents my city and leads all the Death Servants to fight the battle. If you have any questions, feel free to discuss with him. " Cang Xuanwu, who was angry with the city, said. He calmly introduced the man in front of Han Binn. His purpose was nothing more than to make this ignorant child from the Southern Continent fear him. He would retreat without a fight. Because, no matter if it was from his generous offer or his monstrous talent. . . He didn't want this unknown youth to die in the country of the South Sea. Once he attracted the influences behind him. . . In the end, wouldn't a lowly character like him be used as cannon fodder?

"City Lord, could it be that you're joking?" Yu Peng turned his head and sized up the young man who only had the cultivation of an intermediate Emperor. He asked Cang Xuanwu, who was usually high and mighty, "How could this young man enter the Saint Domain Platform where the Southern Countries are fighting for supremacy? I'm afraid that he will be blasted into ashes in the outer region. "

"Brother Yu, you must be joking. Of course, you don't have to worry about my safety. It's a pleasure to meet you today. I just want to hear the details and process of the struggle. May I know if you can teach me?" Han Binn, who had been sitting for a long time, cupped his hands together and stood up in a respectful manner, causing others to be unable to stop themselves.

"Since you are a distinguished guest of this City Lord, I won't be able to refuse you. If you want to hear about this exceptionally cruel struggle between the Southern Kingdoms, I will tell you about it today. " After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, He picked up the big bowl and drank it in one gulp, as if he was trying to bolster his own courage. Even his fierce tiger eyes could not help but reveal a trace of fear.