As a sick man with only a few days to live, it would be difficult for Tantai Yutang to be emotionally disturbed by anything other than revenge.
But now, looking at Fang Wuji's face, which looked like a divine beauty like Pan An and Song Yu who could leave his name in history, Tantai Yutang couldn't help but look sideways.
Isn’t the Hand of God too powerful
If the teacher opened a plastic surgery clinic, wouldn't it be possible for women all over the world to cross the threshold? From now on, why should we call it the Hand of God? Let’s just call it the Hand of Women.
But Tantai Yutang quickly regained his composure, so what about the handsome man? In the end, isn't it just a dead bone buried in a deserted grave
The mark that a person can really leave on this world is not how beautiful you are, but what changes you have made in this world
Once upon a time, Tantai Yutang wanted to be like his mother, to become a medical sage, to save the people of the world, to cure all incurable diseases, to compile medical books, to be famous for centuries, to let the name Tantai shine in all the nine states of China, and to become a family of medical sages...
But with the death of his mother, Tantai Yutang changed. Now he just wants revenge.
"Thank you teacher for me!"
Fang Wuji took the image stone, but his eyes fell on Tantai Yutang, and he couldn't help but express his admiration.
His current appearance was absolutely handsome, and even the five-star famous teacher Ma Zhang was shocked. However, this boy only showed surprise for a short time, and then returned to calm.
This composure is definitely far superior to that of most of his peers.
"Teacher Fang, take advantage of the time when you go to the arena to watch it first!"
After Bingyangzi finished speaking, he turned and left.
…
On the ring, Song Lang stood in a corner, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and his right hand behind his waist, holding his chest and abdomen straight, looking into the distance, assuming a chic and comfortable posture.
It has to be said that Song Lang, a second-generation master, has good looks and can create the appearance of a jade tree facing the wind. Many female viewers immediately fell in love with him and sided with him.
So people often say that when people get along with each other, the first impression is very important, especially when it comes to blind dates, one meeting can definitely determine life or death.
What is the so-called love at first sight? Saying that I like your temperament, liking the corners of your mouth with a smile that seems to be whispering like an angel, saying that I like you is because I have looked back five hundred times in my previous life in exchange for passing by you this time in this life...
Those are all sweet words to trick people into getting into bed. To put it bluntly, in one sentence, your hormones are agitated and it’s time for XO.
"My opponent is really Fang Wuji? Tsk, tsk, even God is so blessing on me!"
Song Lang looked up at the sky, feeling invincible as a winner in life.
This is basically a double crushing of me in terms of IQ and appearance.
In terms of rank, I may not be able to beat you, but I have a high IQ. If you say that I slept with your woman, you still have to give up and admit defeat. Isn’t it miserable
"Hey, life is so lonely as snow!"
Song Lang shook his head, wanting to recite a poem to express his feelings, but all he could find were poems and songs. Going to Qinlou and Chu Pavilion to play with famous prostitutes was quite suitable for the occasion, but here, he had to restrain himself. Some.
"Fang Wuji, if you don't go on stage for the last ten breaths, you will lose!"
The examiner gave a loud warning and started counting down.
ten!
Nine!
…
When he read six, suddenly, a figure appeared on the ring like lightning.
Fang Wuji stared at Song Lang like a bloodthirsty stray dog, his fists clenched so tightly that they were embedded in the flesh of his palms.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
Blood dripped on the ground.
"Who are you?"
Song Lang looked at this ridiculously handsome man with a puzzled expression. Are you here to steal my limelight
It should be like this. In this year's famous master battle, among the five more handsome masters, I will definitely be one of them. This handsome comparison will definitely put me down.
Thinking of this, Song Lang straightened his back and pursed his lips. This gesture would make his face more resolute.
You know, Song Lang had secretly practiced this posture for a long time, but now, after he finished it, he felt depressed.
Sorry, I can't compare!
The man in front of me is the reincarnation of Pan An, right
Not saying anything, not doing anything, just standing there, putting any man to shame.
In the audience, Zhang Li frowned when she saw Fang Wuji ascending to the ring, feeling somewhat specious.
Sitting in the guest seat, Li Ruolan, who was originally bored and dazed, suddenly became energetic when he saw Fang Wuji and took out the photo stone.
So handsome
I give you nine points, minus one, because I still don’t know if your talent and character match this face!
"Get off!"
The examiner frowned and scolded Fang Wuji angrily: "If you disrupt the famous master's battle, you will not only be kicked out of the battle hall with a stick, but you will also be banned from participating in the famous master examination for life."
In the stands, the audience also murmured, not only because of Fang Wuji's amazing appearance, but also because this guy disrupted the assessment.
There hasn't been such a cowardly guy in years.
Anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of the Holy Sect will be doomed.
"I am Fang Wuji!"
Fang Wuji was helpless to explain.
"Get out of here... what?"
The examiner was about to chase people away, but when he heard this, he was stunned, looked at Fang Wuji blankly, and then cursed: "Do you think I am face-blind? Even the examinees can't tell the difference?"
Even if famous teachers can't have photographic memory, their memory is extremely powerful. Even if there are tens of thousands of candidates, the examiner will still have no problem remembering it.
Moreover, Fang Wuji is still a very famous rookie, and has the reputation of being one of the best in Jinling. How could the examiners admit his mistake to such a person
"Do you think we are blind? Or stupid? That's why we mistook you for Fang Wuji?"
Song Lang was happy, this guy is handsome, but he has a brain problem. Sure enough, when God opens the window to you, he will also close the door and cut off some part of you.
If you want to be perfect, how is it possible
The person in front of him obviously had his head caught in the door panel.
"I am really Fang Wuji!"
After reading the contents of the photo stone, Fang Wuji, who was originally angry and wanted to kill Song Lang, was now dumbfounded.
The accumulated anger also dissipated a lot.
"Where are the people from the security team? Where are they? They are out cleaning the floor!"
The examiner roared.
"Wait a minute, I am really Fang Wuji. I just underwent plastic surgery by Master Sun Mo and became like this."
Fang Wuji quickly explained.
"Plastic surgery?"
The examiner looked confused and looked at the referee's table.
The thirteen big guys sitting there were also dumbfounded.
In the battle between famous masters, in addition to the examiner, there is also a referee team composed of thirteen famous masters with three-star masters or above watching the battle. They usually do not speak, but if a complicated situation arises, they will decide the outcome.
"Big news!"
Li Ruolan's eyes sparkled, but in her heart, she had already deducted another five points from this nine-point man. Sorry, I like naturally handsome people like Sun Mo!
"Sun Mo can prove it to me!"
Fang Wuji was a little confused and quickly understood that the consequences of plastic surgery were not necessarily all good.
"Sun Mo is not qualified!"
At the referee's table, Jiang Zhitong spoke: "Who knows if you guys have colluded?"
"Master Jiang, please pay attention to your words."
Mei Yazhi reminded.
"Master Jiang, be careful what you say!"
Another big boss spoke up, and Jiang Zhitong's words were obviously biased.
"Master Ma Zhangma can prove it to me!"
Fang Wuji thought of Ma Zhang: "And everyone from the medical team!"
Uh-huh!
Everyone looked at Ma Zhang.
"Plastic surgery? Just changing your appearance, right? Can this kind of thing be done?"
"I've heard of disguise, is it the same thing?"
"It doesn't feel like it!"
The audience doesn’t quite understand the concept of plastic surgery, but it sounds amazing!
"Master Horse, what's going on?"
Jiang Zhitong asked.
"I just saw with my own eyes that Master Sun Mosun used the ancient dragon-capturing hand to help Fang Wuji change his appearance. All the members of my medical team also saw it."
Ma Zhang testified.
"impossible!"
Jiang Zhitong immediately shouted out. He had already remembered what Fang Wuji looked like. He had a wide chin and a woman who could fall in love with him would have to be blind.
Now you tell me that this guy who is so handsome and makes me jealous that my balls ache is Fang Wuji
Who believes it!
The other big guys didn't say anything, and they all frowned. For a moment, they didn't know how many crabs were trapped to death.
It is impossible for Ma Zhang to lie, but plastic surgery to change his appearance is incredible, right
Hearing Jiang Zhitong's words, Ma Zhang's face became solemn. This was a serious accusation against his own moral character.
"Master Jiang, I am willing to swear on my five-star title and career that if this person is not Fang Wuji, then the Holy Sect can deprive me of everything."
Ma Zhang fired.
"I'm willing to swear it too!"
"And I!"
"Me too!"
As Sun Xiaoliu spoke, other doctors also spoke. Anyway, this is the truth and there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Master Ma, what you said is too serious. We still believe you."
Liang Hongda stood up and comforted Ma Zhang.
Other big guys also quickly spoke. Ma Zhang can be the leader of the medical team that handles accidental casualties in the famous teacher assessment. Regardless of his background or strength, he is very capable.
Jiang Zhi Tong's face froze, and he knew that he had made a mistake, but he had no choice but to hear the name Sun Mo, which made him unhappy.
"snort!"
Ma Zhang glanced at Jiang Zhitong with disdain. He was not only a five-star, but also had a very deep background. To put it simply, he had a backer, so he ignored Jiang Zhitong.
"Since the horse master has promised it, there will be no mistakes. Let's start fighting. A lot of time has been wasted."
Liang Hongda made a decision.
"Song Lang, you are really dirty and despicable. Today, I will clean up the world of famous teachers and suffer death!"
Fang Wuji angrily scolded.
For a person like Song Lang to be a famous teacher, it is simply a shame for a famous teacher. Of course, it is impossible to say that he does not have the anger of being cuckolded in his heart.
Choking.
The famous sword was unsheathed, murderous intent overflowing.
Song Lang's eyes were flashed by the reflection on the sword blade, and when he looked at Fang Wuji's eyes filled with murderous intent, he was scared.
"I want to complain, this is a proxy fight!"
Song Lang suddenly roared out and struggled desperately: "You said he is Fang Wuji, he is, then I still say that I am the leader of the Holy Sect!"
What about the IQ crushing you said
What about abstaining as promised
Give it back to me!