The Strongest Master: I Have a Hundred Thousand Year Buff

Good attitude!

Wang Dao heard the cry of the little girl at the front desk, her voice was sweet, her attitude was soft, she didn't mean to be impatient at all, and she had a hint of respect in her tone because of her age.

On this basis, it is much better than the front desk of those mission offices. Wang Dao has also been to several mission offices. Except for Shuhai City, the attitude has become much better after the rise of Wang Dao. In other places, the front desk They all have the kind of facial paralyzed face, and they are also very blunt, and they are uncomfortable to listen to.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I chatted with the children, the chat was too engrossed." Fang Sihai didn't have a trace of the powerhouse, as if he was really incarnation of the bottom warrior, with a very low posture.

The receptionist at the front desk looked pretty good and had a sweet smile. The two dimples looked cute. She shook her head and said with a smile, "It's okay. Are the two behind your children?"

"Yes, yes, one is my daughter, the other is my grandson." Fang Sihai smiled proudly, "beautiful, handsome, right?"

Wang Dao secretly rolled his eyes, this smelly old man, taking advantage of his buddies!

On the contrary, Su Man was very satisfied, and secretly smiled. This identity fulfilled her desire to be a kingly goddess.

The receptionist nodded repeatedly and smiled, "Well! Your daughter and grandson are really beautiful and handsome."

Wang Dao is secretly funny, this girl is quite good at talking. He tried it before in the search for the Taoist school. After Fang Sihai and Su Man put on the ring, he did not know him at all, and his appearance changed quite a lot. Su Man, the second beauty , After putting on the ring, it is slightly more beautiful than the average person.

As for himself, he doesn't know what it looks like, but according to Suman's standard of reduction, it is estimated that he is not even handsome, and he is satisfied if he can reach the level of an average person.

"Thank you." Fang Sihai smiled happily, as if his family were really praised.

"You're welcome, grandpa, are you planning to apply for a certificate of martial arts for your child?" the receptionist asked as usual

Fang Sihai waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, no, three of us will handle it."

"Huh?" The receptionist was taken aback for a moment, scanned the room up and down, and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, you...you should be 60 years old, right? You can take the task at your age, but it's very dangerous. And you... aren't you Sanwu?"

Wang Dao nodded secretly, this receptionist was kind-hearted, and he knew to remind him.

Fang Sihai pretended to be sad and said, "Hey, don't mention it. Before, it was the son-in-law who was doing martial arts to support our family. But the last time he was in the northern border, he was accidentally caught by a foreign race... Our family went together, our realm is low, we are all in the body tempering realm, if we don't go together, I'm afraid we won't be able to take the task.

Upon hearing this, the receptionist became silent, and even some of the martial artists who heard it around him looked at the three in sympathy, making Wang Dao and Su Man embarrassed.

Wang Dao looked at Fang Sihai speechlessly. This old man looked very serious and flickered, and he was quite clever.

"I'm sorry, grandpa." The receptionist glanced at Fang Sihai apologetically, and nodded at Suman and Wang Dao in the same way, apologizing, making them even more embarrassed. Such a simple and kind little girl is too much. Feeling guilty.

Fang Sihai waved his hand pretentiously, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's all over. Those of us who survived must cheer up."

"Grandpa, you are right, I will handle it for you right away." After speaking, he picked up the form on the table and started writing.

When Wang Dao saw the pen, he still missed it. The pen in this world is a bit similar to the fountain pen in the previous life, but it is made of crystals and contains a liquid called Heiyumo. Wang Dao’s Xun Dao Sect also existed before, but as the inner Qi became stronger, he began to write with inner Qi, and I haven't used a pen for a long time. It's just that Di Wu generally doesn't use inner qi to write, which is too wasteful of inner qi.

"Grandpa, please tell me the names of the three, their age, level, abilities and martial skills, whether they have equipment, weapons, and other mission experience, right?" The receptionist asked, looking up.

"The old man is called Fang Ming. There are two out of sixty this year. The body tempering realm is eightfold, the water attribute exercises, and the martial arts is a set of the most common ordinary-level blue water palms. There is no equipment and weapons. There is still mission experience, and he has participated in more than forty. There are only two missions, but there are only twenty combat missions.” Fang Sihai said nonsense.

"Okay." The receptionist responded and wrote quickly, then looked at Su Man and Wang Dao, and smiled, "You two, you can also say, I remember."

Wang Dao secretly sighed, this attitude is really good, he was actually filled out by others, and filled out the task by himself, although the Sanwu Alliance is slow in work efficiency, but he feels comfortable.

Su Man thought for a while, after all, he didn't know that he wanted to be a martial artist before he came.

"My name is Fang Mengyi, forty-one this year, with six levels of body tempering realm, dark attribute exercises, and martial arts are also the most common mortal heartbreaking fists, and I don't have equipment, weapons, and mission experience."

The receptionist nodded, lowered his head to write, and said with a smile, "This handsome brother, how about you?"

Wang Dao was very comfortable with this name. He didn't expect that nobody called him handsome, but now he was called Brother Jun.

However, in terms of information, Wang Dao is a bit difficult. His techniques have no attributes and no martial skills. The only one that can be obtained is the Jikun cage. But when he pretended to seize it last time, he used it all. Now it can be said to be everywhere. Knowing, even the outside world has already rumored that Duo is himself, after all, the Silver Ice Deer belongs to the Taoist Sect.

"En? What's the matter, Brother Jun? Are you nervous?" The receptionist raised his head curiously and asked

Fang Sihai and Su Man also looked at Wang Dao. They also knew that Wang Dao's information was not easy to compile, but they had nothing to do.

After all, King Dao is non-attributable internal energy, and does not know martial arts. It usually only uses Ember to destroy bullets. Now it is impersonating the Body Tempering Realm, and it is even more impossible to use the spirit body, so it is impossible to impersonate by virtue of the spirit body attributes. Therefore, it can only be made up by the king himself.

Suddenly, Wang Daoji came to his heart and said with a smile, "Um...my situation is a bit special. My name is... I am Wang Dao. I am seventeen years old this year."

"What!" As soon as Wang Dao's words came out, it immediately attracted the attention of all the warriors in the entire mission station. The originally noisy mission station became quiet in an instant, and each one stared at Wang Dao.

Fang Sihai and Su Man are also a little stupid, why did they even tell their real names?

"You...you...you call...Wang Dao? Still...seventeen years old?" The receptionist looked at Wang Dao dumbfounded and asked excitedly, "You...are you...Wang palm? Zong?"

Wang Dao smiled bitterly and said, "Do you look like me?"

The receptionist shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it, but... Maybe Wang Zhangzong has other ways to change his appearance, right?"

"If I really want to change, I won't use my real name anymore, right?" Wang Dao smiled.

The receptionist and the others nodded one after another, with a hint of disappointment in their eyes, but they took it for granted.

How could Wang Zhangzong come to such a place?

"Then, Brother Jun, what you said is special, but the name and age?" The receptionist seemed to have accepted that the person in front of him was not king.

Wang Dao shook his head and said with a wry smile, "No, it's because of weapons, I...I use Cinders to kill bombs."

"Hiss!" The people who were originally disappointed suddenly gathered their gazes again with excitement.

The receptionist was even more excited patted the table and stood up, and exclaimed, "You are Wang Zhangzong! You can't fool me!"