Brother Jin waved his hand, "Go to room number 1 and invite the other two guests over."
The subordinate immediately received the order to call for someone.
In a short moment, two young men in inferior suits walked over with Brother Jin's subordinates.
Brother Jin went up to welcome them: "You two, your senior brother has been in for a while, I wonder how he is doing."
"Let's go take a look."
A young man in black said, as he walked towards the rooms.
Zhao Chuanxi blocked him at the door: "Your senior brother and my big brother have something to talk about. If you have anything, you can tell me!"
Just as the two black-clothed men were about to attack, one of the black-clothed men reached out his hand and placed it on Zhao Chuanxi's shoulder.
"Are you and your junior brothers here yet?"
Wu Yu's voice came out from the private room, "Let them in! Old Zhao, you come in and close the door. "
Zhao Chuanxi pushed open the door, allowing the two young men in black to enter. He himself stood in front of the door, blocking the view of the Brother Jin.
Brother Jin stretched his neck, but he could not see the situation in the room clearly.
When the two young men in black walked in, Zhao Chuanxi also slowly backed in and closed the door.
The situation in the private room surprised Zhao Chuanxi and the two black clothed youths. They saw Wu Yu and the black clothed senior standing opposite of each other, the palm of the black clothed senior brother pressing onto Wu Yu's abdomen.
The two of them were in a stalemate like a statue.
The two young men turned to the black-clothed Senior Brother and asked, "Senior Brother, what's going on?"
The black-robed Senior Brother was fighting with all his might against Wu Yu, and was simply unable to split his attention to speak.
His eyes were fixed on his palm, his face red.
Knowing that their Senior Brother had met a formidable adversary, the two youngsters also lowered their waists and extended their hands towards Wu Yu.
Zhao Chuanxi wanted to stop her, but Wu Yu said with her eyes closed: "Old Zhao, you just have to guard the door well, don't let anyone in. You don't have to care about the things here. "
Zhao Chuanxi nodded and stood at the doorway with his hands behind his back.
Wu Yu was attacked by three black men, and he tried his best to discern their cultivation levels.
The black-clothed Senior Brother's cultivation was the highest. He could confirm that his blood vitality had already reached above the sixth level, but he still hadn't been able to break through to the seventh level.
Of his two juniors, one was thin, with a mustache, and the weakest among them was only at the fifth floor or above.
The other junior brother was quite old, but his cultivation was only slightly higher than the mustache.
Even if the three of them worked together, they would still not be able to compete with a person at the eighth level of Yin Qi.
Compared to Wu Yu, whose mental state was above the third level of the Spirit Domain, it couldn't be compared.
However, when the thoughts of the three brothers converged and they coordinated with each other, they also burst forth with quite a bit of energy.
Wu Yu let them use their Yin Qi to attack him, absorbing but not retaliating.
The bottleneck of his current cultivation was that he couldn't find the same level and corresponding Yin Qi masters. These three brothers together might not be able to help him break through, but it would still be helpful.
A few minutes later, the three of them broke out in a cold sweat. They felt that their Qi was exhausted, but they were still unable to shake Wu Yu at all.
The black-clothed Senior Brother finally opened up some space and said to his other two junior brothers: "If we were to meet such a strong opponent right after we leave the mountain, then if we can't bring him down today, then we shouldn't mess around in Shanghai anymore.
His words were like a shot in the arm. The two Junior Brothers didn't dare to be negligent and used all their strength.
Another wave of attacks attacked Wu Yu like tides.
This time around, Wu Yu not only wanted to win beautifully, but he also wanted to win the hearts of the people.
His body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much energy the three brothers had, their attacks on Wu Yu's body were like bamboo baskets filled with water, completely incapable of creating a tree.
Wu Yu persuaded her, "There are many hidden talents in this world. There are many people who are much more powerful than me. Why don't you guys just grab a bunch of them? There's no need to fight with me to the death!"
The three of them did not answer and tried their best to stay silent.
After a while, the bearded junior brother's head suddenly tilted to the side and he actually fell down with all his might.
The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother and the other black-clothed Junior Martial Brother gritted their teeth and did not look at the bearded Junior Martial Brother. They shouted loudly and simultaneously extended their hands, one in front of the other, and simultaneously attacked Wu Yu.
The two of them tried their best to hold on, but both of them were at the end of their wits.
Wu Yu finally exhausted all of his patience. With a shake of his arms, the vigorous Supreme Yang Qi in his abdomen was pushed to both sides. The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother and Junior Martial Brother only felt a wave of dizziness before falling to the side.
Wu Yu took a few deep breaths as he looked at the three of them on the ground, retracting his energy.
He helped up the black-robed Senior Brother and patted his back, pushing his extreme yang energy into his body.
The black-clothed Senior Brother who was currently in a weakened state had noticed the density of this energy.
This power was something that he had always wanted to find, but had never been able to find.
Without the support of energy of the same level, it was a dream for him to break through to the seventh level.
"Calm down and focus on breaking through."
Wu Yu whispered in his ear, "If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't waste my energy on you."
The black-clothed senior brother did not answer, but the weak ability in his body answered Wu Yu's words.
Borrowing the east wind of the Wu Yu extreme yang energy, he took the opportunity to go up the ranks, and with luck, the blood circulation energy concentrated on breaking through the realm that he had yearned for in his dreams.
Wu Yu and the black-robed Senior Brother were focused on cultivating, but the Brother Jin outside the door could not sit still.
He pounded on the door and asked, "Three masters, are you alright?"
Zhao Chuanxi turned around and pushed the door open, blocking the way: "They are currently discussing business, wait a bit more!"
When the Brother Jin heard this, he could not sit still.
What did it mean to talk about things? It was either Wu Yu who beat them up or the three men in black who were beaten up.
The best scenario would be that both sides would suffer.
The situation before his eyes was extremely likely to happen. Nine is like this.
How could Brother Jin wait peacefully? If they did not take action now, when both sides recovered, they would not have such a good chance.
"Brothers, follow me to save them!"
Brother Jin screamed and reached for the door.
However, Zhao Chuanxi pushed the Brother Jin back. "If you want to pass through this door, you have to pass through me first."
"What?"
Brother Jin was pushed back by Zhao Chuanxi, his men supporting him, "Attack!"
Brother Jin's subordinates had already prepared this fellow long ago. They extended their hands and pulled it out from their waists and sleeves.
Zhao Chuanxi squinted his eyes and took out a dagger from his pocket.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Someone from the Brother Jin could not hold back and took the initiative to attack.
The crowd immediately rushed towards Zhao Chuanxi.
Zhao Chuanxi held onto his dagger and grabbed onto one of Brother Jin's underlings, stabbing it into the corner of his arm.
The man screamed and fell to the ground.
The crowd continued to attack Zhao Chuanxi, the narrow passage was filled with people, they could not even move their hands and feet when fighting, but Zhao Chuanxi was like a fish in water, he was good at close combat.
Brother Jin's side fell into a bitter battle.
Inside the private room, the breakthrough of the black-clothed Senior Brother was at its most critical juncture. Wu Yu's unceasing ability gave the black-clothed Senior Brother the confidence to make rapid progress, and he repeatedly attacked his blocked bloodline without a care.
The blood was like a cracked brick wall. It looked like it was just a step away, but the final kick was not as easy as he had imagined.
Wu Yu instructed again, "Don't focus on fighting head on. Look for its weakness."
This sentence sounded ordinary, but it was as if it was filled with wisdom towards the black-clothed senior brother. He immediately grasped the trick and seized the opportunity to break through his final bloodline.
As if the brick wall had collapsed, a blinding light shone from the other side of the brick wall.
A new world lay before him.
Wu Yu retracted his hand and helped the other two black-clothed young men up. He slapped each of their backs with a palm, using his power to replenish their depleted blood vessels.
The two of them coughed a few times and slowly woke up.
The black-clothed Senior Martial Brother looked at Wu Yu with a complicated expression.
Wu Yu smiled and said, "Now I have the qualifications to guide you all!"
The black-robed Senior Martial Brother knelt on one knee. "From now on, my three brothers will follow you."
The other two juniors also followed suit and bowed towards Wu Yu.