Destined Martial God

Because of Rolin Town's special geographical location and its importance, to be able to become the shopkeeper of the Hundred Gate Restaurant, one not only had to deal with matters tactfully, but also had to have a deep background in order to be able to handle some troublesome matters at random.    

And the shopkeeper's name was Lie Dong Tang, and his cultivation was already at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Master. He was still the cousin of the vice sect master Lie Yan, and had already been sitting in the shopkeeper's seat for nearly twenty years.    

"Let him go!"    

Although Wu Zhengjun's body was emitting a killing intent that was close to physical in nature, but a peak Grade Four Martial Master was not even close to his level of understanding.    

Therefore, Lie Dongtang, who hadn't questioned the cause of the conflict at all, shouted out with a gloomy face.    

Let alone the owner of this restaurant, even if Zhi Fafeng, the Peak Master of the Scorching East Palace, asked him to let go, Wu Zhengjun, who only listened to Yu Haoran's orders, would not ignore him.    

Therefore, in response to Lie Dong Tang's rebuke, not only did Wu Zhengjun not retract his killing intent, he grabbed onto Wu Jiang's neck with his left hand.    

"Brat, you are courting death!"    

Seeing Wu Zhengjun, who was basically ignoring him, being accustomed to acting mighty, Lie Dongtang could not help but let out a cold laugh.    

Following that, he used his spirit energy to form a giant palm, which directly tore apart the near real killing intent, and then fiercely smashed towards Wu Zhengjun.    

"Black Bear!"    

He never thought that his own people would bully him on his own territory. Yu Haoran, whose face was gloomy, shouted at Black Bear.    

It was already too late to use any martial skills to counterattack. The black bear that was only two meters tall, directly appeared in front of Wu Zhengjun, allowing the enormous palm formed from spirit energy to land on its body.    

The giant palm transformed from elemental energy slammed heavily onto Black Bear's body. The result wasn't Black Bear being turned into mincemeat, but the giant palm transformed from elemental energy directly shattered. The giant palm transformed into countless amounts of spirit energy and disappeared into the air.    

"This!"    

Looking at the uninjured Black Bear, Lie Dong Hall was stunned on the spot.    

Under normal circumstances, a two meter tall black bear that could support itself through the skies was just a low-level beast that had just entered the first grade of Tenth Order.    

Low level beasts like these were basically the delicacies on his table.    

But this two meter tall black bear in front of him was able to withstand the attack of the giant palm formed from Martial Master Realm without suffering any injuries. This made Lie Dongtang who had seen many things, to gradually realize that something was amiss.    

"Black Bear, capture him!"    

No one had ever been able to get away unscathed while harming their own brothers, not to mention the power and posture of the Fierce East Palace members who attacked just now. They obviously wanted Wu Zhengjun's life, so how could Yu Haoran let them go so easily?    

After hearing Yu Haoran's instructions, Black Bear did not even need to change his body or use any martial skills when facing the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Master, Lie Dong Tang.    

The powerful aura of a mid stage ninth stage locked down Lie Dong Dian, making him unable to withstand the pressure of the powerful aura, and he directly knelt in front of Yu Haoran.    

Ever since he became the shopkeeper of Rolin Town's Hundred Gate Restaurant, with the protection of the vice sect master Lie Yan and Rolin Town's chaotic environment, the Fierce East Palace could be said to be the local despot.    

Under normal circumstances, it would usually be someone kneeling to him, but when had he ever knelt to anyone before?!    

Furthermore, one of the two big shots that were staying in the Hundred Feet Sect at the Hundred Gate Restaurant was an expert at the Martial King Realm.    

Therefore, Lie Dongtang gritted his teeth, forcefully lifted his head, and threatened with a malevolent expression.    

"Kid, do you know who I am? Do you know who my backer is? Do you know the consequences of offending me? "    

Originally, Yu Haoran did not want to bother too much with a small figure like Lie Dong Tang, and directly took his life with a single strike. However, after hearing his arrogant threat, Yu Haoran immediately became interested and asked.    

"Oh! Then I don't know who you are, or who your backer is! What will be the consequences of offending you? "    

This old man is not only the shopkeeper of the Hundred Gate Restaurant, I am also the administrator of the outer sect of second-rate sect.    

Resisting the suppression of Black Bear's aura with great difficulty, Lie Dong Tang raised his head and stared at Yu Haoran, narrating his origins and backers word by word. He hoped to see the expression of panic on Yu Haoran's face.    

Unfortunately, besides a disdainful sneer, there was no trace of panic on the face of the youth in front of him due to his status or background. This caused him to be unable to help himself from guessing and guessing the young man's true origins.    

"The Fierce East Palace, right?"    

After hearing about the restaurant manager and the identity of his backer, Yu Haoran could not help but sneer at him.    

"Not to mention a mere restaurant manager like you, even if your cousin, Deputy Sect Master Lie Yan, were to stand in front of me, he would not dare to speak to me with such a tone, much less harm my brother."    

"Don't tell me you are!"    

Yu Haoran was rude to his own threats, and did not even put Vice Sect Leader Lie Yan in his eyes at all. It caused Lie Dong Tang to suddenly think back to a while ago, to what he had heard from a disciple who had gone out to gain experience, that a very special disciple had appeared in Hundred Feet Sect.    

Although this disciple had only been in the Hundred Feet Sect for a short time, the talent and potential that he had revealed could be said to be monstrous.    

At the same time, with the secret method of transforming into a mutated beast, not only did he force Zhi Fafeng, the Peak Master of Zhi Fafeng, to admit defeat, he even allowed him to empty Zhi Fafeng's treasury.    

Relying on the secret method of transforming into a strange beast and his strange and varied methods, this disciple forced the clan master of the Hundred Feet Sect, Zhao Ji, to take the initiative to betray the Hundred Feet Sect and then forcefully push his eldest senior brother to the position of sect master.    

Could it be that the young man in front of him who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen was the so-called Bloody Butcher, Yu Haoran?    

"Junior Disciple Yu, I realize that no matter where you go, either you stir up trouble of your own initiative or someone else does it for you. There has never been a moment of silence."    

Just when Lie Dong Tang had guessed the origin of the youth in front of him, a mocking and helpless voice came from the stairs leading from the restaurant's second floor to the lobby's first floor.    

After hearing the sounds coming from the stairs, He Ruyu quietly moved her feet, and hid behind Yu Haoran.    

Raising his head and glancing at the slowly approaching Gao Luanping, Yu Haoran did not reply. Instead, his face revealed a trace of a smile that was not a smile.    

"Junior Disciple Yu, tell me, what happened?"    

Facing Yu Haoran's strange smile and thinking of the news Li Zhongming had just transmitted with a talisman, the somewhat guilty Gao Luanping did not dare to look Yu Haoran in the eye. He used a method to change the topic and temporarily resolved the awkwardness in his heart.    

"It's nothing, it's just that I met two fellows who looked down on people. They didn't want me, Yu Haoran, to stay in their family's restaurant!" Withdrawing his smile that was not a smile, Yu Haoran pointed at Lie Dong Tang and Wu Lin, his tone filled with ridicule.