Chapter 4: Qualifications of fence-bearers

The two walked side by side to a row of buildings, and Iverson smiled and said, "It's here, go in."

“Where is this place?”

"Hehe..." Iverson said proudly: "This is a very famous sports venue in our Kaiyue. It has a very popular sport. I think you should like it."

"Is that right?" Fang Mingwei let go of his mental consciousness and walked around the building. His face suddenly changed slightly. He grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Iverson, I didn't expect you to like this tune, but many people do like this exercise. But now, isn't it too early?"

"It's not too early, now is the time when there are the most people."

Fang Mingwei's face became more and more strange: "You are afraid you remembered it wrong. Now it should be their time to rest."

"Impossible, I came here almost every day when I was studying the spiritual department course in Mickey."

"ah!"

Looking at Iverson carefully, Fang Mingwei was very impressed. He really shouldn't behave like a person. But to be honest, he was not very interested in this place.

A sudden movement in his heart, a light flashed in Fang Mingwei's eyes and said, "Mr. Iverson, you can't go here."

"Why?"

"Because..." Fang Mingwei hesitated for a long time, finally lowered his voice and said, "Your body is not very convenient now."

"Why is it inconvenient?" Iverson said in surprise: "Although my body has changed, my ability has not regressed. I still have level 17 mental ability."

Fang Mingwei was stunned, blinked his eyes twice, and asked in surprise: "Mental ability? Are you talking about physical ability?"

Iverson asked suspiciously: "What does physical skills have to do with this?"

"So what does spiritual power have to do with this?"

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, and a strange feeling appeared in their hearts.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Iverson said.

"No." Fang Mingwei refused firmly: "Your current body can no longer do anything. If you go in like this, it will be scary."

Iverson's eyes rolled over. If it weren't for the person who said these words, Fang Mingwei would have turned against him long ago. However, he did not dare to be rude when facing the guy who controlled his life.

"Mr. Fang, I don't understand what you mean. Does the movement of light needles have anything to do with my body?"

"Light needle movement?" Fang Mingwei said, "So you call sex a light needle movement, it's such a strange title."

"What is sex? I'm talking about a formal way to exercise mental control..." Iverson said, emitting mental power.

His spiritual power is so powerful that he has scanned everything in this building in just a moment.

However, his face became extremely strange, and there was a burst of flush on his face for no reason.

"What's going on?" Iverson moved, and had already arrived at the entrance of the building, and opened the door and entered.

Fang Mingwei followed him in and was immediately blocked.

It was a tall brown man. His eyes glanced at the two of them, and saw that they were all wearing ordinary clothes, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, this is a private club, please show your membership card."

Iverson stopped, frowned and asked, "When did this become a private club?"

The man was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It has been more than fifty years here, don't you two know?"

Iverson slapped his forehead and cursed in a low voice.

Fang Mingwei asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I forgot."

"What?"

"I haven't been to Mickey for more than two hundred years." Iverson's tone was long, and his voice contained infinite sadness.

Fang Mingwei stepped forward and patted his shoulder gently.

Although the ages of the two are not far apart, they are close to each other's strengths, so this kind of comforting method is still more suitable.

After all, Iverson is a resurrected person, and he is a master-level master who died more than 200 years ago.

During his lifetime, he might have liked it very much. But as time goes by, the changes in the world are changing, of course it is impossible for this place to remain the same.

Although the more mature a city is, the stronger its buildings will be and the longer it will be scrapped.

As for the capital star of the Kaiyue Empire, although generally mature large buildings cannot meet the requirements of not being damaged for a thousand years, there is still no big problem to maintain for five or six hundred years.

So after two hundred years Iverson returned here, the main design of the city has not changed much.

However, it turns out that the most familiar part of my memory has been clearly used by him.

It was precisely because he discovered that the familiar places had been changed that he suddenly became so sad.

A slight footstep sound came from behind them. Although they had not met yet, from these stable footsteps, it can be seen that these people are outstanding figures with great confidence.

Of course, what really surprised Fang Mingwei and Iverson was that these people were real masters above level 12.

Level 12, even in Kaiyue Empire, it is enough to be called a master. At this moment, hundreds of such masters gathered together, which is enough to make the two of them beware of it.

However, most of the footsteps stopped dozens of steps away from the building. These masters scattered and faintly guarded the important roads leading to various places.

Fang Mingwei and Iverson looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

These people cut off their own way. Do they want to capture them?

They looked at the entrance of the building at the same time, and more than ten people walked in surrounded by a young man.

This young man is handsome and has fair skin that women should be jealous of. He also reveals a noble temperament on his body, as if he never takes anything into consideration.

However, Fang Mingwei and Iverson just glanced at him, and then their attention was on a tall man next to the young man.

The man was strong and burly. His muscles were not big bulges, but a kind of restrained and strong muscles. His hands and feet were as if full of explosive power. He walked quietly by the young man, which was not very eye-catching among the more than ten people.

However, when Fang Mingwei and Iverson's eyes fell on his head, a ray of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the muscles on his body began to shake slightly. All of this was like a black panther, and he could play a tragic killing song with beauty at any time.

The eyes of the three people quickly intersected in the air, and the man's face remained unchanged, but taking a step forward, he blocked the young man who was leading the way behind him.

For the nobles, walking to the front of the master was undoubtedly a very rude thing. But after this man stepped forward, everyone, including the young man, changed their expressions. They had no intention of scolding this man, but instead dispersed faintly and surrounded the young man in the center of everyone.

"Your Highness, you are here, please come in quickly."

The brown-skinned doorman rushed down immediately, nodded and greeted the young man.

Fang Mingwei's heart moved slightly. This person turned out to be His Highness the Prince. He couldn't help but take a look. Sure enough, this person had some similarities with Leander.

"These two are..." the tall man asked casually.

The doorman looked at Fang Mingwei and Iverson with his eyes slanted, and said disdainfully: "These two should be outsiders. They don't even know where this place is, and they actually want to go in."

His voice was full of sarcasm, and he obviously looked down on Fang Mingwei and the others.

However, Fang Mingwei and Iverson were completely indifferent after hearing this.

If this was a strong man with status or cultivation level that was comparable to them, then Fang Mingwei and Iverson would definitely not give up. However, out of the mouth of a small sect boy, they didn't even have the will to care.

The tall man was stunned. He looked back at the doorman, his eyes full of pity.

"I'm sorry, we admit our mistake, say goodbye." Fang Mingwei smiled at them and pulled Iverson to leave.

"Wait." The young prince said with a puzzled look on his face, "You two look very familiar."

Fang Mingwei smiled slightly and said, "We are public faces, you should have admitted your mistake."

After saying that, he held his head up toward the building gate. When he passed by the tall man, he clearly sensed the nearly boiling internal energy of the man. He knew that if he had any abnormal movement, he would definitely be attacked by him with all his strength.

He sighed in his heart. From the hidden internal energy response of this person, Fang Mingwei was already sure that he was a master of the physical skills system at level 17.

Fang Mingwei's physical skills have just been improved to level 17. If it weren't for the Prince around him, he would have really wanted to give this person a try and see how powerful his ability has been improved.

Seeing Fang Mingwei's foot approaching the entrance of the building, the young prince suddenly lit up his eyes, and a ray of sensational light burst out from his eyes.

"Wait a minute." He almost drank it out on the spot.

Several people behind him immediately stepped forward, blocking the door of the building, and staring at Fang Mingwei and Iverson with bright eyes.

A frown slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in Fang Mingwei's eyes.

Although the other party is a prince, this is too much. You know, he is not an ordinary person, especially with the support of Master Benfica and the Rover family, he may not be afraid of a prince.

"Your Highness, do you have any instructions?" Fang Mingwei asked calmly, but his tone was already stiff.

The prince's many guards glared at him. He was so brave to treat His Highness the prince's words like this.

The horror in the young prince's eyes gradually faded, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "If I read it correctly, the sir should be Fang's surname."

Fang Mingwei's expression moved slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in his heart.

It is not surprising that Dekri was able to recognize him at a glance. Because since he destroyed the Ubang family of the Yueheng Empire, his fame has reached a level that everyone knows in the Yueheng Empire.

Especially for those powerful families, Fang Mingwei is simply synonymous with the devil. Therefore, it is natural to collect his information and let the descendants of the family remember it.

But here is different, this is the Kaiyue Empire.

How could His Highness, a prince in the seventh-level civilized country recognize himself?

After pondering for a moment, Fang Mingwei smiled and said, "I have been talking for so long, but I still don't know which prince is. It's really rude."
To be continued...