"Master, welcome back." just as Xiaozhi mocked the villager''s abuse of good people in his heart, all the disciples trained in the dojo bowed to the villager and said, Xiaozhi can see that they are very grateful to the villager.


    "Well, keep in touch, Zhengyuan. Go to pour some hot tea and order tea by the way." Murakami nodded after hearing what the disciples said, and then said to a bald boy.


    "Yes, master." Zhengyuan promised, and then turned to prepare hot tea and refreshments. Xiaozhi and Nazi followed murzheng to the living room. Here we can see the training of murzheng''s disciples, which is also a scenery.


    "Welcome to be a guest here, please don''t mention it." at this time, Zhengyuan was holding a tray with several cups of hot tea and refreshments on it.


    "Thank you." after receiving the hot tea, Xiao Zhi thanked and tasted it. Drinking hot tea often can calm people''s mood and is also good for physical and mental relaxation.


    "Uncle Murakami, with your strength as a quasi champion, if you must join the league, you should be able to get a good position. Why didn''t you choose to work in the league?"


    Xiao Zhi has some doubts. With Murakami''s strength, he can definitely get a good position in the league. After all, the quasi champion trainer is not a cabbage. Even if he takes refuge in the family, it must be better than now.


    "It''s no use. I didn''t think about working in the league, but it''s not as simple as I thought. You can''t stand there just because you have strength. If you don''t have a background, you can only eat a flat share."


    Murakami shook his head. He also worked in the league, but there was no day when he was suppressed by power. Therefore, he resigned. Although the strength of quasi champions is rare, there are still many in general big families.


    And the League will not offend the big family that has contributed a lot of money to the League for a quasi champion trainer. This is not worth the loss.


    "It seems that the people of Chengdu alliance really don''t have much vision, which is much worse than the Kanto alliance." hearing Murakami''s words, Xiaozhi''s eyes flashed a cold light. Obviously, he didn''t like the people of Chengdu alliance.


    Compared with the Kanto alliance, the people of the Chengdu alliance don''t even have a sense of tolerance. Xiao Zhi estimates that the people there are either family or trained by the alliance, and there are few estimates from outside.


    "You are Yuki Yeji of Kanto. I didn''t expect you to appear here." at this time, a purple haired boy with a laptop came to the living room and said to Xiaozhi.


    "Eldest young master." Zhengyuan said respectfully when he saw the visitor. The strength of this purple haired boy is second only to the village head here, so the disciples here also respect him very much, and the identity of this boy is worth asking them to call him eldest young master.


    "Xiaozhi, don''t mind. That''s my son, Xinwu." seeing the visitor, Murakami introduced the identity of the purple haired boy.


    "Oh ~ your son, the quasi heavenly king, has good strength and data flow, just like Xiaoheng." Xiaozhi stared at the computer in Xinwu''s hand with great interest, which must be the same as what he guessed in his mind.


    "Yes, my son Xinwu is a data flow trainer, and I invite you to come this time to ask you if you can fight with my son." Murakami feels that there is a play this time when he hears Xiaozhi''s remark about Xinwu''s trainer level and the road he has taken.


    "Oh ~ OK, I''m not responsible if I can''t accept the attack." Xiaozhi looked at Xinwu with some ponder. He did it many times to attack his opponent. He didn''t mind helping him. At the same time, he thought critically: "I''ll go. I just left Kikyo city. Soon, I met a guy who went the wrong way. Are people in this world idiots?"


    "It doesn''t matter. I just want him to know what the real magic baby war is like." after hearing Xiaozhi''s words, Murakami nodded, indicating that he didn''t care how Xiaozhi hit his son.


    "Isn''t your trainer level a quasi champion? You should also be able to beat your son. Why should you invite others to fight." Na Zi was a little confused. It''s reasonable that Xinwu''s level is much lower than that of Murakami. There should be no problem.


    "No, uncle Murakami''s age and experience are much older than Xinwu. He also understands this truth, so even if he loses, he will take it for granted. Because of this, uncle Murakami will invite trainers who are about the same age as his son. That''s right."


    As soon as Nanzi''s words were finished, Xiaozhi shook his head and directly analyzed Murakami''s intention, which also made Nanzi nod.


    "Well, do you want to fight? It''s OK to refuse." after drinking tea, Xiaozhi said to Xinwu.


    "No? You underestimate me. Your level is indeed the champion. That''s right, but according to the information I got, you didn''t bring Kanto''s magic baby in Chengdu this time, except Pikachu." after hearing Xiaozhi''s words, Xinwu said proudly. At the same time, he opened his notebook and farted. Parra pressed the keyboard to find out Xiaozhi''s information.


    "In that case, let''s start..." hearing Xinwu''s proud tone, Xiaozhi said without changing his face. At the same time, he thought that he must break each other''s self-esteem.


    He can feel that this guy named Xinwu is not a little wrong about the road of data flow. If Shengong Siheng is only 30% wrong, then this guy is at least 50% wrong.


    "Only one magic baby is used. Xinwu only uses mine, that is, giant tongs Mantis. What about you, Xiaozhi." after taking Xiaozhi and Xinwu to the opposite battlefield, Murakami said to them.


    "Me, just use her." after hearing Murakami''s words, Xiaozhi threw out a magic baby ball, all white, and a lalulas in a white princess dress appeared in front of everyone.