C63

The capital of the Shang Kingdom.

The originally noisy and bustling street now appeared extremely quiet, without a single sound.

In the middle of the street stood a ragged figure. He was not very old, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and he held a long sword in his hand. His left hand was holding a wine jug.

Under his feet, there were several figures lying on the ground. Blood dyed the long street red, and the thick smell of blood permeated the air. It was pungent and suffocating.

More than a month passed.

The man from Red Star Academy had guarded this place for more than a month. Some people had even carefully counted and were shocked to discover that, so far, he had defeated thirty-six people.

What was even more uncalming was that these thirty-six people were practically all experts of the Lin Family, Gao Family, and Lan family.

What was he trying to do?

What was he trying to do?

These two sentences became a question in everyone's mind.

Crash! *

On the other side of the street, a group of armored soldiers walked over in an orderly manner.

Qin Meng subconsciously looked over.

In front of the group of soldiers was a young man, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing a silver armor. In front of the group of soldiers, there was a young man, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing a silver armor.

Kingdom Supervisor Temple, Gao Family disciple, Gao Wusheng.

Looking at the armored young man, many people recognized his identity and background. They couldn't help but hold their breaths, paying close attention.

Ten years ago, a young genius once walked out of Gao Family.

He took shape at the age of thirteen, entered the Red Star Academy to cultivate for two years, came here at the age of fifteen, left the academy at the age of eighteen, and entered the Grand History Academy. He entered until he was twenty, and began to enlist in the army, and was sent to the borders.

With regards to his achievements, perhaps it was not much and it was very simple, but everyone who came here from that era knew, that Gao Wusheng was a person of great power and terror.

"Brother Qin." Gao Wusheng looked at Qin Meng's fallen figure, he did not have any trace of contempt, instead, he looked very respectful.

Ten years ago, he entered the Red Star Realm and was accepted as a disciple by the Fifth Institute due to his great Inherent Skill. At that time, Qin Meng was not even a teacher, so they always called him Master and Junior.

"Long time no see." Qin Meng laughed, a little dazed.

"Yes." Gao Wusheng nodded, with a wave of his hand, a few soldiers went forward and moved the few people who fainted back.

"Five years!" Qin Meng said softly as he shook his head with a smile that was not a smile on his face: "I heard that you have always been at the border."

"Senior brother is making too much trouble, I have no choice but to come back." Gao Wusheng looked at him.

More than a month had passed and thirty-six people had been defeated under the watchful eyes of everyone on the street. Those defeated were all Gao Family experts of the Lan Family.

For the three great families, this was unbearable.

If this person was an ordinary person, they would have already sent out their experts to kill him. However, this person came from the Red Star Academy, and was even the principal's disciple.

If they wanted to defeat him, they could only do so at the same age.

As a result, Gao Wusheng returned from the border trial.

Qin Meng laughed but did not say a word, his eyes somewhat profound.

Gao Wusheng also did not speak further, he silently took off his armor and a set of white robes appeared. From afar, he looked like a towering white poplar in the depths of the desert.

He opened his mouth, "Senior Brother, I really don't want to take action." He held a long spear tightly in his hand. His eyes were deep and deep, while a sharpness unknowingly emitted from it. It was as though he was a spear god in this world.

The long street was silent. No one spoke. Everyone was paying attention.

Many years later, now that Gao Wusheng had returned, what realm had his strength reached? Could he defeat Qin Meng?

Qin Meng shook his head, hanging up the wine pot and said seriously: "Go ahead, I will stand here. If I move even a step, it would count as my loss."

These words were very arrogant and conceited; after all, the person he was facing was Gao Wusheng.

However, in Gao Wusheng's opinion, those words were not necessarily true. In fact, at this moment, he felt something strange.

Weng! *

Gao Wusheng made his move, a long spear was unsheathed, the spear images that filled the sky appeared and blossomed, the astonishing Spirit Qi was mixed in, in that moment, the spear images seemed to possess life.

The spear shadows transformed into life, turning into Demonic Beast s, Vicious Beast s, and demon birds.

This was a terrifying martial skill.

Gao Wusheng immediately used a strong attack, as though he wanted to repel Qin Meng with his strike.

Peng!

Qin Meng casually swung his sword, causing the Sword Intent to buzz, and a stalk of grass appeared clearly. There was no light, nor was there any powerful aura, but it emitted a sharp aura, as though it was going to cut apart the heaven and earth.

Gao Wusheng's pupils contracted and his expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to retract his spear, he saw Qin Meng take a step back.

The spear shadows dissipated, so did the grass.

Qin Meng raised his head, and laughed: "You win." He picked up the wine jug and turned around silently.

Did he win?

Gao Wusheng took a deep breath, and stared at his back, his heart rippled and he was unable to calm down for a long time. He did not win, and only Qin Meng took a step back.

However, this false image was rarely seen by anyone. As a result, everyone thought that Gao Wusheng had won.

Qin Meng went all the way back to the Academy.

By the lakeshore, the dean glanced over and could not help but curse, "Bastard brat, I asked you to pay a visit to that person. Yet, what big things have you done?"

Qin Meng opened his eyes wide and retorted, "Isn't that what you mean? "Besides, I have sacrificed a lot to make a name for myself in this past month."

The dean scolded him, "You should've tried to reason with him, but you just blocked him off and attacked."

Qin Meng coldly snorted and said with dissatisfaction, "If it wasn't for me blocking for more than a month, your beloved disciple would have already been robbed."

The dean turned his head away and ignored him.

Qin Meng took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction and said with a heavy tone. "Gao Wusheng is back."

This was an extremely simple piece of news.

However, in Qin Meng's opinion, it was a very frightening major event.

The dean's body shuddered as his murky gaze gradually turned deeper, as if he had remembered something.

Five years ago, Gao Wusheng was nineteen.

Before Red Star Academy was forced to close, there was a terrifying riot in which Fifth Institute lost many inheritances.

Among them, there was a statue of a deity that had been stolen during the riots.

After the Fifth Institute had been closed, the dean had thoroughly investigated the incident on the night of the riot and the people involved. In the end, he made a list.

There were more than a hundred people on the list, and most of them were made up of the cultivators of those clans. After that, he investigated them one by one and did not find anything.

Until the point of attention shifted to the Gao Family, which happened to be a year after the closing of the Fifth Institute, which was the year Gao Wusheng was twenty years old.

In that year, two great events occurred on the Gao Family.

Gao Wusheng had joined the army and was sent to the borders. The Gao Family Ancestor closed up and no longer cared about the matters of the clan.

The investigation was stalled.

Now, four years had passed and Gao Wusheng had returned from the border trial. What did this mean?