Chapter 27: An underworld battle arena (2)

Hu Dewei is a tall, fat teenager, almost a small fake mountain, in front of him was a little boy who could also consider himself tall and fat for his age, but Of course, you could still see that he was a small child. The child, who appeared to be about ten or eleven years old, had bronze skin, brown hair and brown eyes, with fat cheeks and broad shoulders, his hands were large enough for a child of this age broad wood sword.

"Me, Quian Dalai, are challenging you! Do you dare little fat punk? "The child's voice was rather annoying to the ears, but it was also funny, as this small child was also fat and also a small punk!

Hu Dewei who was with his two servants and two bodyguards looked surprised by the dirty mouth of this 10-year-old, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. Quian Dalai with his fluffy fat cheeks was talking like a bad guy in the middle of the street, usually, Hu Dewei would just say to his servants they would beat this child until he learned to behave with civility.

However, he was in a good mood today, as he passed the Heavenly Sword Sect test, at the same time he also wanted to arrange a stimulating fight, of course, that he would not fight a 10 year old if he If he won he would be a slag man, if he lost he would be humiliated as weak, so he was not going to fight when all options would make him look bad.

Hu Dewei was not interested in quarreling with Quian Dalai, but he was interested in being responsible for this rude child, so with his snake-thin eyes he began to watch the crowd to see who was responsible for this cute little bandit.

On the other hand Zemin Yan and his friends pretended that Quian Dalai was not in their small group, because he was acting very embarrassing! Honestly even Yun San, who is quite calm could not help feeling his face turn red with embarrassment, but as he is responsible for the safety of these junior disciples, he could not let Quian Dalai act like a savage or get into unnecessary fights.

So bravely… Cofh .. Cofh .. Yun San introduced himself to the audience and went to pull the ears of the dirty little devil, people watched with amusement, but dared not mock or fan the flames, I could see by the symbol on the Yun San's chest, that he belonged to the core of the Heavenly Sword Sect and this little fat man should be some junior brother of this young man.

"I didn't say no to challenge people in the middle of the street!" Said Yun San using a dangerous tone in his speech. However, Quian Dalai was not afraid of this elder brother in his sect, he knew institutionally that Yun San was a tough and grouchy type abroad, but had a warm heart and was very kind, if not, as he would accompany small children to stroll around the city.

Apart from Zemin Yan's group, the other groups could not leave because their guardians no longer wanted work for themselves, they were very sorry, but they also had no courage to go out of the big mansion to explore for fear of being punished by the sect. Soon, Yun San could be considered a very good older brother, although he always has this surly face.

"Big brother! I just wanted to exchange knowledge with this big white buddha, I wasn't planning to cause any disturbance in this area! "Quian Dalai said muttering under his breath, he didn't have the courage to speak up against his older brother of the sect.

"Are you still talking? Let's go, didn't you say you wanted to eat Red Boar pork? It's right there, so stop causing a commotion, "said Yun San with a sigh, the only thing that could distract a battle maniac like Quian Dalai was to offer an even stronger opponent or offer very tasty food.

"But this guy looks very strong!" Quian Dalai muttered pouting, finally looking like a child his age. His brown eyes gleamed with desire to fight and his hand didn't let go of the sword, he really wanted to fight this fat buddha.

"If you are good, after eating we all go to the public battle arena, I hear people comment that there are several martial competitions, there must be a lot of strong people!" Said Yun San in a persuasive tone, he never imagined that one day he would be the nanny of a manic battle child and have to persuade someone not to fight!

"Are you serious? Aren't you lying to me? "Quian Dalai asked, smiling as if he were seeing all the riches of the world, which even his eyes became crescent moons. Yun San could not resist and squeezed the chubby cheeks of his junior brother, he did not know whether to curse or laugh at these childish questions.

"I promise we'll go there after we go to that red meat restaurant," Yun San said, squeezing the little boy's cute cheek again. So, Quian Dalai put his sword behind his back and returned to his friends, they gave this little devil friend of yours a strange look. Behavior changed as water changed to wine, Quian Dalai is usually very serious and did not behave like a child his age, but today they saw the boy acting like a spoiled brat… Wasn't that an illusion?

While Zemin Yan's group debated whether it was all a group illusion, Hu Dewei was sweating cold at the sight of the white heron emblem with its white wings spread, this meant that the young man who appeared beside the dirty-mouthed boy belongs to the Heavenly Sword Sect, to make matters worse was one of the core disciples of the sect! At that moment he thought it was ridiculous to think of facing the guardian of the little fat devil, wasn't he courting death?

Yun San, who was relieved to again prevent this little devil from getting into trouble and bringing shame to the sect, was ridiculous that Quian Dalai, who is now a disciple of the largest sect on the continent, is challenging ordinary growers down the street… Isn't that throwing the cult's face away ?!

However, Yun San did not apologize to the challenged person, in the end he is a proud sky cultivator and a core disciple of his sect, he did not look at the young fat buddha.

"Hu Dewei, have the honor of meeting the sect's great brother!" Hu Dewei approached Yun San and humbly bowed to him.

"Oh" Yun San just looked at this big white Buddha, but did nothing else, waiting to see what this person wanted.

"Young master Yun, our young master of house Hu is now one of the new disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Our young master is honored to see young master Yun, "one of Hu Dewei's servants talked, to rid his young master of the silent embarrassment.