Two days later, the Vile Valley's Flower Thief, Chen Guang, who had escaped from the execution ground, returned, causing a commotion in the Thunderclap Demonic City.
However, the news that he had become a Martial Disciple had long been known to the whole city, so no one dared to stop him.
Chen Guang followed the principle of saving time. Anyway, this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Anyway, people in this world would not really die, so he did not intend to hold back. He did not want to waste his precious time, so he went straight to the City Lord's Mansion.
There were more than 400,000 martial arts waiting for him. He did not have the time and energy to slowly talk about life with you.
"How dare you! I was not in the city two days ago, but you were lucky enough to escape. How dare you come back? What's wrong? Could it be that you want to take revenge for your Vile Valley friends? "
A burly man wearing golden armor and holding a long saber stood at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion. He looked down at Chen Guang below and said sternly.
This big man was the City Lord of the Thunder Mad Demon City, the only Martial Disciple within a radius of dozens of miles.
The fat governor, who Chen Guang had met two days ago, was standing behind the City Lord. He said in a low voice, "Sir, don't underestimate him. This Chen Guang showed real Martial Disciple methods that day. He is very strong."
As for Chen Guang, he raised his head and looked at the man. However, he was pondering whether to kill or not.
Both of them were Martial Disciples who had just entered the Muscle Strength Realm. He had a perfect body and the recovery ability of a Great Earth Explosion. Moreover, he had the two Martial Emperor's Unique Arts, the Painting Scroll and the Virgin Boy Divine Skill. No matter how he looked at it, the difficulty of killing him should not be more difficult than killing an ant.
Although this man was within the scope of his robbery, there was no enmity between them. He felt a little sorry for taking his life for no reason.
Just as he was thinking this, the man saw that Chen Guang did not answer and felt that he was looking down on him. He immediately said angrily, "Bring me the heads of his accomplices in the Vile Valley! Let him know how powerful I am! You're just a rookie Martial Disciple who has just comprehended inner strength by chance. I, the Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber, have been immersed in martial arts for many years. My foundation is solid and you can't be compared to me. I only need three strikes to kill you! "
Chen Guang's pupils shrank. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it.
My gay friends that I have never met in Evil Men Valley, you have all died a miserable death!
With this thought in mind, his heart immediately felt at ease.
Chen Guang put his hands on his hips. "Alright, I won't make fun of your shameless name. How could you have such a big face? A broken Martial Disciple actually had such a shameless name, and even named the entire city after you. Why don't you go to heaven? Why don't you call yourself the God-Slaying Saber Demon? "
The countless busybodies surrounding the City Lord's Mansion were speechless. Didn't they say that they wouldn't complain?
You're going to ridicule him to the heavens, okay?
Eh, what kind of new dialect is this? Does it mean ridicule?
Needless to say, these Muggles were just here to watch the show.
The worldview of the people in this world was so clear.
Whoever had the bigger fist would have the final say.
Regardless of what kind of character the Flower Thief Chen Guang was in the past, if the two of them fought today and he won, at least before the next martial artist who ruled the ten cities came to collect taxes, as long as Chen Guang was interested, the new City Lord of the Thunderclap Wild Demon City would be him.
The strong man named Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber was scolded by Chen Guang, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. "What a joke. In the whole Land of Zhenwu, every Martial Disciple has his own overbearing title. Otherwise, how can they show their ambition? The City Lord of the neighboring city is also called the Martial God of Ten Lands and Eight Wilderness! "
Chen Guang was dumbfounded. There was actually a day when he felt ashamed of his inferiority when it came to shamelessness?
"Well, cut the crap. Seeing that you are also a Martial Disciple, as long as you are willing to pay the water tax, I can spare your life!"
"Huh? Water tax? "
"Of course! The water in this area of the Thunderclap Wild Magic City belongs to me! Of course, I have to pay the tax! "
"Why don't you collect the breathing tax? Why don't you collect the congestion tax when you walk?"
Chen Guang couldn't help but tease him.
Unexpectedly, the self-titled Thunderclap Berserk Demon Saber was shocked. "That's reasonable and convincing!"
He quickly turned his head and said, "Master, go and tidy up the documents now! If there is a trend of people passing by on the street, everyone will be charged the congestion tax! If tomorrow is foggy, there must be too many people breathing, so we will also collect the breathing tax! "
The fat man who looked like a state official but was actually the master wondered, "Master, isn't it because the roads in our city have not been widened for 70 or 80 years?"
"Shut up! I said to collect taxes, and I will collect taxes! Well, Chen Guang, you either give me ten years of hard work or twenty years of hard work, then you will pay the water tax and congestion tax, and I will spare your life. Or do you have women in your family? Or food is also fine, in short, no matter what, make a living in the territory of the Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber, I have the final say here, and I will only need three slashes to kill you! "
This guy had now begun to collect the congestion tax, and the onlookers near the City Lord's Mansion instantly dispersed.
Chen Guang saw that he had already entered the state of governance with a few words, and he couldn't help but complain.
As a knowledgeable modern person, he was indeed many levels ahead of the people in the Land of True Martial Arts!
"Cut the crap! If you have the guts, then come at me. I want to see how you will kill me with three slashes! "
This guy was always yelling about three slashes. Although it was annoying to listen to, and he wanted to slap him to death, Chen Guang was not as blindly confident as he looked on the surface. Instead, he took advantage of the time when he was about to fly up to the sky and directly made his move.
As a good young man who had been deeply affected by the modern dark arts, he didn't know how many times he had seen negative examples of people who failed to show off and were struck by lightning in online novels. He was here to rob martial arts, and he must not repeat the mistakes of others.
In the next moment, Chen Guang rushed in front of the Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber, and without any fancy tricks, he raised his hand and gave a heavy punch to the head.
The Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber laughed loudly, "Come at me!"
He raised the long saber in his hand and slashed at Chen Guang from below.
Then he flew out.
It was like when Chen Guang had not yet had internal strength, and before he participated in the World Arm Wrestling Competition in the United States with those professional boxers to test the strength of their fists. Although the two of them were completely disproportionate in size and were in the same realm, the strength of the two sides was completely different.
With Chen Guang's current actual combat strength, it was already bullying to challenge someone one level higher than him. Fighting someone of the same level was simply cheating.
Although the opponent's saber technique, called the Thunderclap Wild Magic Saber, was exquisite enough, it was useless, and he was completely crushed in strength.
"Congratulations to the new City Lord!"
The fat advisor only hesitated for three seconds, then raised his arms and shouted.
Old Master Guang sent him flying with a kick. "Scram!"
It was already kind enough not to kill this guy.
From then on, the Thunderclap Wild Magic City was officially renamed the True Martial Holy Emperor City.
There was no other way. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I can't be a maverick, I have to keep up with the trend of the True Martial Land.
Since everyone is shameless, I will name myself after this world and call myself the True Martial Holy Emperor. I feel that it will show my great ambition.
After killing the former City Lord with one punch, Chen Guang immediately stayed here. He used three days to rebuild the entire management system of the True Martial Holy Emperor City. His principle for choosing people was very simple — those who were not as handsome as him.
Since ancient times, handsome people were either hidden protagonists or despicable villains, and they had to be guarded against.
In addition, Chen Guang directly dismissed the former City Lord's huge harem, so he didn't have to worry about it.
For the next year, he did nothing else. On one hand, he peacefully meditated in the City Lord's Mansion, and on the other hand, he let his new team collect all kinds of martial arts in the True Martial Holy Emperor City.
High-end, mid-end, and low-end martial arts were all found, and he didn't reject anyone.
On the other hand, Chen Guang made another discovery. Compared to Wen Wen, his strength lay in his innate talent, not his perception. However, in the Land of True Martial, perhaps the Spirit of the Holy Grail had given him a special cheat. No matter what he learned, he could learn extremely quickly.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated as when he learned the Falling Into the Pit Technique, he could basically master a martial art in three to five days, ten to fifteen days at most.
It was a pity that the True Martial Holy Emperor City was located in the lowest level of the world, a remote and desolate place. In this dozens of miles, apart from the Falling Into the Pit Technique, he couldn't find another perfect Martial Emperor level martial art.
However, he wasn't in a hurry. There was no point in being anxious. In the early days of a business, he had no choice. While he had his own Sharingan, he learned whatever he could and accumulated more knowledge. In the future, when he encountered those profound Martial Emperor level martial arts, it would be easier to figure out the way.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
On this day, all the households in the True Martial Holy Emperor City were decorated with lanterns and streamers, and there was a festive and peaceful atmosphere.
Today was the first anniversary of their City Lord entering the city, and it was also the day that their genius City Lord surpassed the Martial Disciple stage and became a martial artist.
As for the City Lord's disgraceful past as a rapist, to borrow his own words, Hu Kai Er?
No one cared, and he seemed to have changed. Now, not only did he not pick flowers, but he even treated women like snakes and scorpions. Beautiful women even avoided him.
No wonder the City Lord could suddenly become a Martial Disciple. No wonder he could punch that unlucky guy to death when he just advanced. It must be the soul of a strong man from a few lifetimes ago that had awakened!
Under the rule of the wise and benevolent new City Lord, the agriculture and commerce of the Holy Emperor City flourished, and the people lived and worked in peace.
According to the City Lord, in this year, the whole city's chicken skin had increased by a full 30%.
Chen Guang sat happily on the main seat in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion. Looking at the group of "officials" who were not as handsome as him, he couldn't help but recall the happy days when he was a sage and a prophet in the Sea of Xu.
In the year since he came to this world, except for the accidental death at the beginning, it had been smooth sailing until now.
Using a year's time to advance from the beginner stage of Muscle Jing to the middle stage was not particularly fast, but this was because he had spent a lot of time and energy on studying all kinds of unorthodox martial arts.
It had only been a year, and with the help of the eight times yin-yang energy, he had successfully leveled up. What made him even happier was that in this small city of more than a hundred thousand people, there were dozens of different kinds of low-end martial arts that had been lost to the outside world.
Chen Guang thought that since he had already graduated from the novice village, it was about time to change the map.
At daybreak, we'll set off for the run-down city that's about two hundred li away from here. The city is ruled by the self-proclaimed emperor of this region. How about that?
"Everyone, it is fate that brought us to know each other. Thank you for your help this year. Come, let's have a toast!"
Chen Guang raised his cup and said.
"With the blessing of the Holy Emperor, the people of our True Martial Holy Emperor City are blessed!"
"Yes, I heard that many homeless people in the nearby cities have the intention to move their families here. Now that the Holy Emperor has become a martial artist, the rise of our Holy Emperor City is just around the corner!"
The old advisor that Chen Guang had recruited, Bao Bo, stood up and said with a smile, "Sir, I have something to say."
That's right, there was only one reason why Chen Guang recruited him. His name was Bao Bo, which reminded him of his poor little Bob who was stranded in the Sea of Fleeting Time.
"Go ahead, Old Bao."
"One year ago today was the day that the Holy Emperor City rose from the ashes. It was also the day that the Holy Emperor City was blessed! I suggest that we make today a festival and celebrate it every year in the future. What do you think? "
Although he had to leave tomorrow, Chen Guang felt that Bao Bo's idea was not bad. When he became stronger in the future, he could make a festival of his own. It would help spread his glory throughout the True Martial Great Land and help him gain faith.
"That's a good idea. Old Bao, what do you think we should call this festival?"
Old Bao rolled his eyes, "The Holy Emperor is the True Martial Holy Emperor. Today is the day that the Holy Emperor rose from the ashes. Why don't we call it Christmas?"
Chen Guang was dumbfounded, "Old Bao, you're really f * cking talented!"
The matter of Christmas was settled, and the banquet was lively and noisy.
However, at the most lively time, a guard who looked like Ba Liangjin rushed in with a panicked expression, "Holy Emperor, bad news! Bad news! "
Chen Guang frowned, "What's the matter?"
The guard said breathlessly, "Just now, the guard at the city gate reported that there is a long snake-like fire approaching from afar. If there is no accident, it might be the Ten Martial Emperors coming to collect taxes!"
The Ten Martial Emperors mentioned by the guard were the martial artists who ruled the ten cities, including the True Martial Holy Emperor City.
Chen Guang glared at him, "If they want to collect taxes, then so be it. What's the big deal? Is there a need to be so flustered? Don't embarrass me! "
"Holy Emperor, you don't know! It's not that simple to collect taxes! "
At this time, Old Bao, who was half drunk, had completely sobered up. His face was pale, and he was more afraid than the guard.
Chen Guang put down the cup, "What's the matter? Old Bao, tell me."
Old Bao seemed to suddenly recall some unpleasant memories, "Usually, the Ten Martial Emperors collect taxes once every ten years. It seems not frequent, but every time they collect taxes, they scrape three feet off the ground. All the women of the families who have just opened their mouths will be taken away, and those who have a little surplus will not have a grain of rice left. This time, I don't know why the Ten Martial Emperors came two years in advance. Before the Holy Emperor came to this city, I was like a beggar, but eight years ago, I was also a prominent family in this city. But on the day of collecting taxes, all my belongings, my poor seventeen daughters, the youngest of whom is only twelve years old, were taken away! If there is no accident, my daughters should have turned into bones by now, right? "
Chen Guang smashed the table in front of him with a punch, and his hair stood up in anger, "Is there such a thing? Old Bao, I will avenge you and cut him into seventeen pieces! Every time I burn a piece, I will help you pay tribute to one of your daughters! "
"Lord, you can't, you have just become a martial artist, you can't be a match for the Ten Martial Emperors who have been immersed in martial arts for more than a hundred years!"
"What a joke! Your master, I, am invincible within three levels! "
Chen Guang shook his robe, and his killing intent overflowed as he walked out majestically.
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