Zuo Hao had been away for a year. He missed his family and grandparents. He didn't choose to follow Turtle Hermit to find the secret of Fang Qi. Firstly, he didn't think Turtle Hermit could teach him anything. He was most likely trying to teach him some principles of being a human being.
Secondly, it had been more than a year since the last time he made a wish. The Dragon Ball had already recovered. He had agreed to his grandfather's request…and he should also start on his journey to find the Dragon Ball. It just so happened that his grandfather's birthday was coming up, and the Dragon Ball radar was undoubtedly the best birthday present.
Unfortunately, Buma did not bring the Dragon Ball radar to the Martial Arts Conference. In fact, a new radar was still being developed. However, Buma promised him and gave him a communication device, a mobile phone.
In fact, cell phones were not very useful here. Thinking about the atmosphere in this world, they could only communicate in the same city. Of course, Buma's was an exception. Satellite technology, black technology.
……
Fate was such a joke. Zuo Hao read the letter with a dark face and said fiercely,
"Red Silk Army? It seems like I have to do what Sun Wukong wants to do.”
It had been more than a month since the Martial Arts Conference ended. Zuo Hao came to his village in high spirits. However, she saw that there was no one in the house. The house was even covered in spider webs. Luckily, he had left a letter at home. Otherwise, Zuo Hao felt that he would have gone crazy.
A year ago, not long after Zuo Hao left, his grandfather picked up a dragon ball by the river. It was a six-star planet. Before long, the Red Silk Army arrived again. It was to find the group of people who had come before, the group that Zuo Hao had killed.
Under the threat of death, someone finally told the truth, letting the officer at that time know about the strange phenomenon at that time. In order to save the lives of the people in the village, Grandpa told the truth and presented the family treasure map.
The vicious Red Silk Army was very excited after learning about the Dragon Ball. They actually gave up on rescuing the villagers and took the villagers to the nearest city, Tatari City.
Zuo Hao touched his phone and looked at the city in front of him. He didn't expect that the thing that Buma casually threw out was actually a divine weapon with a map function. What made him even more dumbfounded was that he saw a huge statue as soon as he entered the city. The key was that it looked very much like his grandfather. There was a banner beside the statue:
"Congratulations to Morik for becoming the new City Lord.”
Morik was his grandfather's name. Zuo Hao suddenly had an indescribable feeling. Zuo Hao shook his head and decided to figure it out first.
That night, Zuo Hao transformed into a black-clothed man and easily entered the City Lord's Mansion. Strictly speaking, the City Lord's Mansion was not lacking. It was also a two-story small villa. Meanwhile, his grandfather was lying on the table in the study on the second floor, deep in thought.
Just as he was about to say something, a chill came from his back. Zuo Hao jumped down from the second floor to avoid it. Only a deep dao mark was left on the ground, but the person who started it was nowhere to be seen.
Then, the sirens sounded all around. Immediately, the surroundings were in a mess. A group of soldiers rushed in, all of whom had red ribbons tied around their arms.
"Red Silk Army? Trap?"
Zuo Hao did not dare to act rashly. He watched as everyone surrounded him. They didn't shoot. Instead, they stood still and made way for two people to walk out.
The leader was muscular but had a tiger's head on his head. He even wore a hat on his head, looking mighty and a little comical. The person beside him was also dressed as a Japanese samurai. He wore a mask on his face and was relatively small, but he carried a long sword.
"You were the one who attacked just now, right? Not bad!”
The warrior did not speak, but the Tigerman said,"
"You must be Morik's grandson. We've been waiting for you for a long time. Haha, do you have a lot of doubts? As long as you defeat him, I will tell you the answer.”
The Tigerman raised his hand and signaled for everyone to move aside, giving the two of them space to fight one on one. He kept looking at Zuo Hao, his gaze as if he had seen some treasure, causing Zuo Hao to shudder.
Perhaps Zuo Hao did not pay attention to the samurai, but the samurai did not say anything and just pulled out his samurai sword. His gaze was very passionate, and Zuo Hao had to pay attention to it.
"You really want to fight me?"
Zuo Hao's question was answered by the saber in his hand. He attacked quickly, but Zuo Hao was faster. Although he did not have much experience with this kind of saber, he knew that close combat could restrict the opponent.
"Dump Steps!"
However, the other party reacted very quickly. Or rather, he had already predicted that the long saber would be placed horizontally. For a moment, Zuo Hao actually had no way to deal with him.
"Good!"
When everyone saw the Tigerman leader clapping, they also started clapping. Zuo Hao could not help but feel a little embarrassed. Firstly, he was arrogant. Other than the main character, he did not care about anyone else. Secondly, he was here to save people, so he had to have an absolute advantage to intimidate them.
"Ha!"
Zuo Hao no longer stayed behind and attacked crazily. His fist landed on the blade and made a sound of metal colliding.
"He actually broke through the realm of an ordinary person! It seemed that the other natives could not be underestimated. At least in the early stages, they should not fail miserably.”
"Ninjato, flash!"
The warrior who had been suppressed was very unwilling. He took advantage of Zuo Hao's carelessness and launched his ultimate move. A flash of sword light forced Zuo Hao back, but he sheathed his sword and raised his head.
"Ninjato, Charge Up Flash!"
"Good job! Iron Mountain Push, Inch Punch!"
The opponent's knife was very fast, but Zuo Hao was even faster. He directly leaned against the intersection between the opponent's hand and the knife, then punched the opponent fiercely. Then, he rolled and jumped to the second floor of the villa... Everyone felt that Zuo Hao seemed to have been sent flying, and Zuo Hao also crashed into the second floor.
His grandfather ran over with a concerned look. When he saw the knife wound on Zuo Hao's body, he quickly asked,
"Agando, are you alright? Someone, someone, what are you looking at?”
Only then did everyone start to rescue in a hurry, including the unconscious warrior at the side. Zuo Hao, on the other hand, was dumbfounded and allowed others to arrange for him.
"What is going on?"
Originally, he had planned to jump up and rescue his grandfather when no one was paying attention. However, he realized that his grandfather had been watching him the entire time. There was a trace of a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. That was the standard look of a grandfather.
What made him even more speechless was that the samurai who had been beaten up downstairs finally revealed his face…Xilan, the disciple he had taken in in this world. Not only had he broken through to Ming Jin, but he had also found his hometown.
Thus, Zuo Hao was hit hard against the wall by too many blows and could not calm down for a long time.
It turned out that this disciple of Xilan was very capable. The ordinary training method that Zuo Hao gave him actually allowed him to grow very quickly. Not only did he get his revenge, but he also found Pagoda City based on Zuo Hao's words.
Later on, he met Hierro, a Tigerman and a colonel of the Red Silk Army. Xilan was roped in because of his sister's illness. Then, they went on a mission together and met his grandparents. In addition, his grandfather had contributed the Dragon Pearl, and the Red Silk Army's higher-ups had directly appointed him as the City Lord of Tatari.
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