Chapter 970: Brothers

"Fat man, follow me." Bai Chen retracted his gaze and said indifferently.

"Huh? Oh..." Fatty Guo didn't know what was going on and followed him angrily, leaving a group of people talking to each other in surprise.

Back in the room, Bai Chen looked directly at Fatty Guo and said with a faint smile: "Brother Guo, if I have something to ask of you, would you be willing to help?"

Brother Guo...?

It’s a title I haven’t heard in a long time.

Fatty Guo's old face turned red: "We brothers, why are we so polite? You are our sect master now. If you have anything to do, just give me your orders."

"This matter is a bit excessive, so I..."

"Nothing is too much. Whoever you ask me to kill, I won't even frown. Just say it, boss!"

Looking at Fatty Guo's resolute look, Bai Chen's heart overflowed with warmth.

Exhaling a breath, Bai Chen came to the bed and sat down, clasping his fingers together and leaning his chin, his eyes a little dull: "To be honest, that Wu Xin has always worried me."

"Oh, we all care about that bald head."

"Well, so I haven't found any weaknesses in him until now. Every time he takes the stage, punches, and closes his fists, his movements look very simple, but I always feel that this punch is not as simple as it seems. Not only Me, maybe Mengyao and Junran think so too."

Junran...?

Hearing this somewhat affectionate name, Fatty Guo smiled evilly, came to sit next to Bai Chen, raised his arm and put it on his shoulder: "Tell me, what do you need me to do? Go and monitor the bald man?"

"I'm not that mean~" Bai Chen flicked his arm away wordlessly and smiled lightly at him: "I've seen your agile fist before, and it felt amazing. I don't know how you managed to hit it so hard. The power, if... you can, I hope you can teach me the Smart Fist, but! I promise, I will definitely give you something better than the Smart Fist in the future, and I will never..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fatty Guo suddenly interrupted Bai Chen.

Looking blankly at Fatty Guo's gloomy face, Bai Chen gradually lowered his eyes: "Sure enough, am I going too far? Yes, that is your natural spiritual skill, how could you..."

"I'm asking you what nonsense are you talking about!" Fatty Guo stood up suddenly, and he was so angry that he was about to blow out white smoke from his nostrils: "You and I are brothers. From the first time we met, we hunted monsters together. We set up a stall to sell goods together, drink together, and practice martial arts together. Why do you ask me for a magic skill? Why do you still talk to me in a begging tone? I think you are a brother, what do you think I am! "

Fatty Guo was panting and furious.

Bai Chen raised his head blankly, looking at Fatty Guo's red eyes, and couldn't help but feel the warmth in his heart stirring even more.

Lowering his head, Bai Chen raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I'll say it again, brother Guo, teach me your agile fist."

Hearing this, Fatty Guo's angry round face relaxed: "Hey, wouldn't you have ordered me like this earlier? Come on, I will show you the power of my agile fist."

"Wait a minute -"

Bai Chen stood up and glanced in the direction of Shimen, his eyes gradually becoming more spiritual.

Suddenly, he began to quickly form seals with his hands in front of him. Under the complicated seals, the entire room was enveloped in a golden wall of light.

After protecting the room with a spiritual formation, Bai Chen came to the side, looked at Fatty Guo and said with a smile, "That's enough."

"Well, then you have to watch carefully, first is the first form of the Smart Fist!"

…

Everyone outside was discussing the opponents of this competition, and everyone's topic was around Wu Xin.

At this moment, the scholar suddenly frowned and looked at Bai Chen's room, with some doubts in his heart: Soul power? Why is he using the spiritual formation...

"What's wrong, Brother Hua?" Bai Zhixue noticed the scholar's doubts and asked curiously.

"Ah, it's nothing... I was just wondering if the sect master asked Brother Guo to come over alone. Is there something wrong?"

"I don't know, Third Brother is so smart, he must have some plan." Bai Zhixueyu pointed at her chin, as if she didn't take this matter to heart at all: "Speaking of which, I think Third Brother's opponent in the top 16 is using The girl with the gun looks like it shouldn’t be difficult to deal with. The Qiao Biran that Sister Mengyao fought against has been seriously injured by Chu Junran, so she is not afraid of it, but Sister Qiu Yu..."

"Qiu Yu has no chance of winning." The scholar sighed, his voice was very small, but it still fell into the ears of Yang Qiuyu in the distance.

The top sixteen will face the strongest player in the Eastern Region, who is also the number one favorite to win this competition. For Yang Qiuyu, this is simply the worst draw.

What Wuxin brings to people is an unfathomable sense of mystery, and Ye Beixuan, like Chu Junran, brings people a kind of visual power, which is a kind of intimidating power!

Not only that, in this competition, Blind Qing, Bai Chen, and even Lin Mengyao are all extremely strong players.

To be able to enter the top sixteen, Yang Qiuyu has nothing else to ask for.

"Anyway, Qiu Yu successfully awakened the second form of the Immortal Body Dharma Realm in this competition despite the huge pressure of the previous defeat in the Southern Region. This is already the biggest gain. As long as she is willing to work hard to practice in the future, she can catch up with Bai Chen in the future. It’s not difficult to follow Mengyao’s footsteps.”

The scholar's words were spoken in a loud voice, which once again made Yang Qiuyu, who was sitting in the distance hugging his knees, tremble slightly with his fingers.

That night, the wind was calm and everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Even the playful Xiaoya and Xia Daotian hid in their rooms wisely, not wanting to cause any trouble to Bai Chen.

The next day.

The venue was still bustling with people. Players from various regions, whether they were eliminated or promoted, all waited in front of the God Eye Orb. The Xinglan Shenwu Conference was finally about to usher in a more intense elimination stage. Who would be the final God of War? There were already many different opinions.