The commoner boy took a breath of cold air and asked again, "If you join the Xuanzhen Sect, will you really become the best in the world?"
Hearing this, Wang Ermazi and the surrounding travelers all laughed.
Wang Ermazi finally looked at the young man in front of him and said that he was a very respectable young man, but at the end of the day he could only be regarded as a child! The overly thin child under the shabby and wide cloth clothes looks like he is only about ten years old, and his small face is still covered with dirty dust. But a pair of eyes are big and black, shining with a stunning light!
"My dear, you're still young. You weren't even born when the head of the Xuanzhen Sect unified the martial arts world and the enchantress Ji Hua of the Hand-Blade Demon Sect came to power!" A burly man with an unshaven beard said loudly.
The young man who had just reached the big man's waist could hear the ridicule in the big man's words and was not annoyed. A pair of black eyes were as bright as stars, and he turned around, "Is it really that powerful?!"
"No, let's not talk about the battle of Zhuji ten years ago. In the martial arts conference for four consecutive years, the disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect have come out on top!" Wang Ermazi added proudly.
"Is it difficult to become his disciple?" The young man's interest was lifted and he asked.
"It's difficult, more than difficult! Every day I set up this tofu pudding stall at this intersection, no matter how many groups of people go up the mountain, it's still the same person coming down the mountain!" Wang Ermazi shook his head silently.