The reception hall on the first floor was empty.
On the two rows of shabby-looking sofas, there was only a young man wearing a leopard-print suit, with his legs crossed, holding a red wine glass, humming a tune leisurely, and watching everything happening in front of the guest house.
When Wang Zhe flew in, this young man who looked a little arrogant politely raised the wine glass in his hand to Wang Zhe, smiled and nodded.
After seeing him, Wang Zhe's eyes tightened. When he was outside the door just now, he didn't realize that there was such a pervert in the hall.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart, another old man who likes to pretend to be young is suffering.
The feeling this man gave Wang Zhe was the same as the feeling the South China Grandmaster gave Wang Zhe. He was powerful, deep, and had endless vicissitudes of life and loneliness in his eyes.
No matter how young they look, they can't hide the profound sense of vicissitudes that have gone through endless years in their eyes.
"This guy must be at least around the ninth level of Wuzong. It seems that he should be the leading teacher of Qingshan Martial Arts School this time."
Wang Zhe had a guess in his mind.
When a young general takes action, how can there be no veteran holding the battle next to him? What if he encounters those shameless team leaders and teachers who directly attack these precious little ones from Qingshan Martial Arts School? There must always be someone who can calm the situation.
Wang Zhe was thankful in his heart. Fortunately, his character was relatively strong and he did not have the habit of bullying the younger ones. Otherwise, if one of them had not been able to hold back and taught those boys a lesson, he would probably have to kneel down now.
As for the incident where he deliberately covered the soles of his shoes with masonry dust to tease those students, Wang Zhe naturally ignored it. They were all insignificant and trivial matters, not worth mentioning.
Didn't he notice that the other person was toasting to him? It was obvious that he didn't take it to heart.
Grandmaster, you just have to be so generous.
"Little brother, if you have nothing to do, you have nothing to do. Why don't you come over and join us!"
Hearing the greeting from the senior grandmaster opposite, Wang Zhe hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over.
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, after the students were safely delivered to the door of Dai Xing Guesthouse, the rest basically had nothing to do with him as the leading teacher. He only needed to watch the show in peace.
This is not a wilderness, nor is it a testing ground filled with all kinds of monsters. There is no need to worry about the life and death of these children.
Because there is a supervisory officer from the town guard, no student has the chance to kill other students under the supervision of the supervisory officer.
"I've met senior." Wang Zhe stepped forward and bowed his hands to greet the other teacher. At the same time, he asked in a deep voice: "You haven't asked me what the senior's name is yet?"
"Ren Qingzhi." The leopard-printed grandmaster leaned back, looked up at Wang Zhe, introduced himself, and said: "Young man is very good. He has broken through to the master level at a young age, which is amazing."
Wang Zhe said humbly: "It's just a fluke. I am more knowledgeable and knowledgeable than senior Ren."
"Senior, you are too polite." Ren Qingzhi waved his hand in dissatisfaction and said bluntly: "Call me brother, it will make you look younger."
The corner of Wang Zhe's mouth twitched. When he was in Xichu City, the South China Grandmaster was so fond of pretending to be young that he never forced others to call him brother. Unexpectedly, it was an eye-opener here.
Why do these old monster-level experts with higher cultivation levels and older age like to pretend to be young? Each and every one of them grooms himself like a flower, and is more showy than the young people today.
"elder brother!"
The next second, Wang Zhe didn't hesitate at all, and shouted directly, "Well, he looks very skilled in business, and there is nothing inappropriate at all."
"Hahaha, okay, my brother likes young people like you. You are smart and practical. You are much cuter than that old Bangcai from Zhu Huanan!"
Wang Zhe raised his eyebrows, walked up and sat down next to Ren Qingzhi, and asked curiously: "Why, Brother Ren knows our old principal?"
"Not only do we know each other, we even worshiped together back then."
Ren Qingzhi kindly recalled: "I am two years older than that kid, so he would call me brother when we met. So, if you call me brother, you won't suffer any loss, and you will be the same generation as your old principal."
Wang Zhe's heart froze.
He's actually two years older than the South China Grandmaster. Isn't this old man already over 160 years old
Sure enough, he is also an old man.
"Brother Huanan has found a treasure. I have a young and promising young master like you under my command. It's really enviable." Ren Qingzhi looked at Wang Zhe carefully for a while and said: "Twenty-six-year-old Martial arts masters are rare even in the entire federal government."
"However, it's a pity to stay in a small town like Xichu City. Why don't you come here to hang out in the governor's mansion? Our Qingshan Martial Arts School happens to be short of a grade director. I think you are very suitable. Do you want to think about it?"
Wang Zhe was startled.
I couldn't react for a while.
Just now he said that he and the Huanan Grandmaster were sworn brothers, but as soon as he turned around he started poaching his own brother. Is this really good
Why do I feel that this Ren Qingzhi is a bit unreliable
"Brother Ren is very kind, but I have no plans to withdraw from Xichu City for the time being. I can only live up to Brother Ren's kindness."
Wang Zhe declined. Over the years, he had been deeply favored by the South China Grandmaster. How could he leave so easily just because of a small favor
Moreover, for a mere grade director to want to bribe him is too disrespectful. He must at least give up his position as a principal to be sincere!
"So, that's a pity." Ren Qingzhi nodded lightly and did not continue soliciting, as if it was just a casual question.
This is not surprising. With the current strength of their Qingshan Martial Arts School, although a young master like Wang Zhe can catch his eye, in the end he is only a second-level master. He is not considered top-notch among the Qingshan Martial Arts School. It's not worth his shameless efforts to force him to stay.
Wang Zhe felt a little disappointed for a moment. If you can save a few more words, although I still don't agree, I will at least feel comfortable in my heart, right
Ren Qingzhi once again looked at the door of the guest house and said softly to Wang Zhe: "This year's graduates of the South China Martial Arts School seem to be a bit weak. The one with the highest cultivation level is only the fourth level of martial arts master. Oh, and there is also a fifth-level martial arts apprentice." A top player, huh?"
Ren Qingzhi looked at An Sheng's body and said in confusion: "It's really strange. How can the mental fluctuations on this little fat man be so clean? Could he be wearing some kind of treasure to cover his aura?"
Ren Qingzhi soon noticed something abnormal in An Sheng's body. He didn't even sense any mental fluctuations in An Sheng's body that a normal person should have.
This is almost impossible to happen. For a normal person, as long as he is still alive and his brain is still functioning, even if he is a fool or madman, his mental fluctuations will not be silent.
But Ansheng's current mental state is like a pool of stagnant water, which is extremely abnormal.
"This little fat guy can come to participate in the annual arena competition of the tutelary mansion with a cultivation level that is less than that of a martial artist. There must be something different about him." Ren Qingzhi suddenly turned to look at Wang Zhe.
"You are so deliberately covering up the mental fluctuations in his body. It is obvious that there is no silver in this place. Could he be a spiritual master?"
Wang Zhe's heart skipped a beat and he smiled bitterly without denying it: "Brother Ren has a sharp eye. I knew that this little trick would not be able to hide from an experienced old...handsome guy like Brother Ren!"
As soon as the word "handsome boy" came out of his mouth, Ren Qingzhi, who was originally a little clouded because of the word "old man", was suddenly filled with sunshine. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his Sanqi hairstyle, and looked up at Wang Zhe with great satisfaction.
"You little guy, what are you talking about? Although Brother Ren is indeed handsome and a bit scumbag, it's not good for you to say it so bluntly. Remember, just keep these words in your heart from now on. .”
Wang Zhe couldn't help but vomit.
It's really narcissistic.
He couldn't figure it out. In front of an absolutely handsome guy like Wang Zhe, who had no blind spots in all directions, how could Ren Qingzhi mistakenly think that he was also a handsome guy
Isn't he afraid that he has some misunderstanding about the word handsome guy
"Spiritual masters." Ren Qingzhi sighed softly: "It's hard to find one in a million. Our Qingshan Martial Arts School has only recruited a dozen in total over the years, and most of them are first-level spiritual masters, especially this There are only three first-year and third-level spiritual masters in the temple, which is really rare."
"Since this little fat guy can qualify for this arena competition, and you use secret treasures to cover his aura, why must his spiritual power be at level three or four, right?"
Ren Qingzhi blinked and looked at Wang Zhe innocently, like a curious baby.
Wang Zhe's mouth twitched, and he suddenly regretted coming to join in the fun. This unscrupulous master was obviously showing off his superiority in front of him.
There are three third-level spiritual masters in a high school graduating class. Is this really a scarcity? They are simply extremely rich. Is that right
Wang Zhe naturally knows what level An Sheng is. At his age, it is already remarkable enough that he can cultivate his spiritual power to the level of a second-level spiritual master. Unexpectedly, Qingshan Martial Arts School only has a third-level spiritual master. There are three mind masters, they are totally incomparable.
Wang Zhe suddenly turned his head and looked at the six Qingshan students blocking the door, feeling suspicious. Could there be a third-level spiritual master hiding among these six people
If that's the case, wouldn't Yang Fan and the others all have to take a break
In Wang Zhe's impression, his little cousin Yang Fan seems to be only a third-level spiritual master. He originally wanted to use it as a trump card, but he won't just fall into the dust here, right
Wang Zhe became a little worried, because at this time, he had already seen that Yang Fan and the people from Qingshan Martial Arts School had already had a conflict and fought to the point. The fifth-level martial artist with the lowest cultivation level was like an arrow from the string, striking his head and face. Then he attacked Yang Fan's chest.
"enough!"
"I said, you are no match for me, why don't you retreat quickly!"
Yang Fan suddenly shouted in a pretentious manner, and then something happened that shocked Wang Zhe and Ren Qingzhi.
The fifth-level martial artist from Qingshan Martial Arts School actually obeyed Yang Fan's words, shouted for surrender and saved his life, and slipped back into their team in disgrace.
What's happening here
Wang Zhe was a little confused. Could it be a mental attack? It didn't look like it. He didn't feel any obvious mental fluctuations at all. On the contrary, the martial arts will that suddenly emanated from Yang Fan made him feel a little frightened.
There seems to be something different!
Compared with the martial arts will of others, Yang Fan's martial arts will seems to be more tenacious, fierce, and imposing.
Could it be that just by relying on this unique martial arts will, he forcibly defeated a martial artist's fifth-level martial arts self-confidence, causing him to collapse and escape
Next, seeing that the martial arts aura on Yao Chengbin was rapidly weakening and declining, Wang Zhe became more and more sure of his guess.
That was a sign of the collapse of self-confidence in martial arts. His little cousin was so awesome that in a head-on confrontation of martial arts will, he forcibly defeated a warrior who was one level higher than his martial arts cultivation level.
Awesome!
So awesome!
Ren Qingzhi put down his legs, the smile on his face faded, and he suddenly sat upright. His eyes were like lightning, glancing directly at Yang Fan's face.
When he saw Yang Fan's body suddenly emitting an invisible aura that enveloped Zhong Dashan and the others, Ren Qingzhi could no longer hold back the surprise in his heart. He stood up from the sofa suddenly and exclaimed in surprise. :
"This is the prototype of the field!"
"Only a strong person at the master level can comprehend and embody the field of will. How could he, a small fourth-level martial artist, possess it in advance?!"
This is unscientific!
(End of chapter)