The legacy of Emperor Ashura
ch 13's

"Young Master Shi, please sit down," Wu Shibai said respectfully.

Shi Hao nodded. Under Wu Shibai's almost flattering guidance, they walked into the study. Shi Hao took the upper seat, Wu Shibai was in the second seat, and the Iron King stood behind Wu Shibai, like an iron tower.

“I want all the information about Li Mingjun,” Shi Hao said, not polite at all.

“Ya.” Wu Shibai hurriedly ordered to continue, fully treating Shi Hao as the boss.

On the surface, the Hailing Martial Arts Academy taught martial arts, but it was actually the boss of the Mengyang City underground forces, so their eyes and ears were very well informed.

Soon, information about Li Mingjun was sent.

Li Mingjun, the third-generation leader of the Li family in the imperial capital, was only twenty-three years old, and had an incredible talent in martial arts. He broke through to become a senior martial artist half a year ago. At the same time, he was also quite talented in medicine, and was accepted as a disciple by the imperial physician Liu Yue.

As for the Li family, they belonged to a third-rate power in the imperial capital, and the support behind them was.

As for more specific information, the Hailing Martial Arts Academy was unable to find him. After all, they were only Meng Yangcheng's army, and were extremely strong to be able to know so much.

Shi Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was smooth, as the Shi family the Li family relied on also swept the foster father out of the house!

In the past, Shi Tianyang was the leader of the younger generation of the Shi family. He is talented in martial arts. However, when he was competing for the title of patriarch, he was plotted by his cousin Shi Fengyun. Not only that, he lost his position, he also lost his strength, becoming futile.

However, the Shi family approved of this outcome, so furious that Shi Tianyang severed ties with the Shi family and came to Mengyang City alone.

That was why Shi Tianyang picked up Shi Hao who was drifting by the river and made him his adopted son.

But three years ago, Shi Tianyang died mysteriously.

Shi Hao had no evidence, but he thought it was ordered by Shi Fengyun to fully resolve the "problem later".

Incidentally, this was the Shi family again.

Then start with Li Mingjun and collect some flowers. It would not be long before he would go to the imperial capital to seek justice for himself and his foster father.

No one could owe him, this was the oath he made, and it would definitely be fulfilled.

"Go and invite Li Mingjun," Shi Hao said.

uh?

Wu Shibai could not help but be surprised, what did this master want to do?

"Young Master Shi, you want—"

“Ask someone.” Before he finished asking, Shi Hao interrupted.

Wu Shibai was helpless. He just showed his loyalty. Could the character design soon collapse?

"Yes!" He nodded, then said again, "However, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite this one."

Li Mingjun was the son of a wealthy family in the imperial capital, so there was absolutely no need to think of him as a local snake in his eyes.

Shi Hao smiled: "Tell me, you also found the formula from my body, and you want to sell it for a good price."

Wu Shibai immediately arranged for someone to invite Li Mingjun over. He also gave up, so he would try. If Shi Hao was satisfied, then by fighting side by side this time around, he might become Shi Hao's confidant.

After a while, someone came to report: "Boss, Young Master Li is here."

Wu Shibai looked at Shi Hao, what did he mean next?

"You go first and play freely," Shi Hao said.

“Ya.” Wu Shibai hurried away with the Iron King.

Shi Hao got up in a hurry, left the study room, and walked down the stairs, after a few steps, it was the training ground of the martial arts hall.

Um?

He saw that Li Mingjun had not come alone. There was an old man beside him. He looked like he was in his sixties, but his waist was straight and his palms were thick.

At this moment, the conversation between Wu Shibai and Li Mingjun also came.

“Master of martial arts hall, how about the formula?” Li Mingjun said, he is still quite interested in the Zhixue Powder formula.

"A hundred taels," said Li Mingjun casually.

Wu Shibai laughed: "Li Shao, you are really joking! If this recipe is only worth 100 taels, can you work for Li Shao, and you can travel alone?"

Li Mingjun also smiled, he just wanted to save some money, but the other party wasn't stupid.

"Ten thousand taels." He said straightforwardly.

What formula is worth so much money?

Wu Shibai muttered in his heart, but said in his mouth, "Ten thousand taels? Haha, still less."

Li Mingjun frowned, feeling that this Wu Shibai was never satisfied.

When the old man beside him saw this, he immediately said in a deep voice, "Master of the martial arts hall, there is a saying that you can close it when you see it!"

“Older, why are you talking to my boss?” The Iron King stepped forward.

Wu Shibai only smiled and did not stop him.

Li Mingjun did not need to give her the face of a local snake. Similarly, he had nothing to fear from the other party. After all, the imperial capital was too far away from here.

It just so happened that he wanted to delay time, so let the Iron King play freely.

Li Mingjun also sneered. Since these people are greedy, let's hit their spirits and tell them what admiration is!

The old man immediately came out and forced him towards the Iron King.

King Tie laughed and said in a disdainful tone: "Old man, you're old enough, you should go back and tease your grandson, don't tell me I bully—"

Bang out!

He had not finished speaking, The old man had already shot, and he waved his big hand, like a huge iron fan, and shot the Iron King flying at once.

“Wow!” The Iron King suddenly spurted blood and his face turned pale.

“Young master, small punishment is enough.” Li Mingjun spoke.

"Yes." Yeah." The old man said respectfully, retreated to his side, and held back all his strength.

Seeing Wu Shibai still have a frightened expression, Li Mingjun could not help but smile and said: "Introduction, this is Ning Yangqing, the master of palm techniques, known as the Iron Fan, who is the master of the palm technique, who had been in the Bagua Palm for fifty years. , a junior martial artist!"

When he said the last four words, he deliberately emphasized.

Sure enough, Wu Shibai's expression changed.

What is the concept of a junior martial artist?

His initial strength was 10,000 jin, and his limit was 15,000 jin!

He originally thought that Ning Yangqing was just an ordinary old servant, and even if he was a Lianjiazi, his strength was not much stronger.

A junior martial artist?

He started to tremble, if Ning Yangqing started the killing, he would even have the ability to kill everyone in the martial arts hall by himself.

“Cough!” Li Mingjun reminded, “Master of the martial arts hall, the recipe!”

Wu Shibai was so anxious in his heart that he did not know what to do.

“The recipe is on me.” At this moment, Shi Hao's voice sounded.

Wu Shibai immediately heaved a sigh of relief, although this was equivalent to tearing his face with Li Mingjun, but there was no need to be in a dilemma.

He also gave up.

Um?

Li Mingjun looked at Shi Hao, his face instantly turning cold, glanced at Wu Shibai, and said coldly: "Wow, martial arts hall master, you dare to lie to me, you really dare!"