Three days later, Nie Yun recovered after self-care and repair. At this time, He Ruochen appeared outside the door of Bajun's room.
"Judge, you go. My master doesn't want to see you."
Listening to Zhan Yan's words, Nie Yun sighed. He took the small stone knife from Ruochen and handed it to Zhan Yan: "Senior Tyrant only wants to win once, but I can't stop the scene at that time. Give this stone knife to your master for me, after all. After all, this stone knife is the thing that his old man cherishes most."
Zhan Yan pushed back the stone knife that Nie Yun handed him, and shook his head and said, "You don't know my master, my master wants face the most. To lose is to lose, and to win is to win. If now you see my master is pitiful and take this stone knife Give it back to him, then you are insulting him. I hope you understand."
Nie Yun wanted to say something, but he heard Tyrant's voice from the room: "Bring in the stone knife."
Hearing this, Zhan Yan was taken aback. And Nie Yun didn't hesitate, and immediately handed the stone knife to Zhanyan. Zhanyan held the stone knife and said to Nie Yun: "Wait a moment."
After Zhanyan left, Ruochen joked in a low voice: "You said this overlord, why can't you get along with yourself?"
Nie Yun looked at the door and said solemnly: "Because he is the overlord."
At this time, in the living room, Tyrant was sitting on the sofa, Zhan Yan stepped forward, handed the stone knife up, and said respectfully: "Master."
Tyrant's face looked tired at this time, much older than the previous few days. Because his lifelong wish was to win Han Feng, but after decades of competition, he found that he couldn't win at all. Finally, a junior appeared, thinking that playing a little cleverness would win once. Who knows that in the end, even a junior can win, so do you have any hope of winning
He took the stone knife from the apprentice and gently stroked it with a trembling hand. The next moment, he closed his eyes, and an old tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Zhan Yan next to him didn't say anything, because he didn't know how to comfort Master.
"Are you willing to rival him?"
Suddenly, Zhan Yan was taken aback and looked at Master: "What do you mean?"
Tyrant opened his eyes, looked at the stone knife in his hand, and said calmly: "Do you know how important a stone knife is to being a teacher?"
Zhan Yan glanced at the stone knife, nodded and said, "Tui'er knows."
The overlord moved his gaze from the stone knife to Zhan Yan: "Now even a junior can't win, do you still have a chance to win as a teacher?"
"Master, don't be discouraged, I believe I will defeat them one day."
Tyrant shook his head: "Don't comfort being a teacher. As a teacher is now over eighty years old, there are not many days left. It is impossible to make any progress in your skill. Therefore, as a teacher, you can only pin your hopes on you, and you are willing. Are you the judge's opponent?"
Zhan Yan looked at Master’s sincere gaze, and even if he knew that he was not the judge’s opponent, it was worth nodding and agreeing: "The disciple is willing."
"Good!" Tyrant nodded: "You kneel down."
"Yes!" Zhan Yan respectfully knelt down towards the master.
At this time, the overlord took out an age-old book from his arms and handed it to Zhanyan: "This secret book records the most powerful domineering skills in the world today. The last domineering skills in it, you can understand how the teacher understands it. I don’t know, now I’m a teacher, and I don’t have the energy to comprehend it anymore. And you are the most outstanding one among the apprentices and the most talented, so this book is passed on to you, I hope you can Comprehend the last domineering skill and defeat the descendants of the Murder King line. Because you are still young and have time."
Zhan Yan looked at Master deeply, then slammed his head heavily, and respectfully accepted the book that recorded the supreme hegemony skills.
"The disciple will never disappoint Master."
Tyrant nodded when he looked at his apprentice, and continued: "This time, Han Feng should have come in person, even if he is very busy. After all, he knew that if he turned his face with the teacher, the trouble he caused him would be He has a headache. However, he advanced the match and let his nephew replace him. The intention of this move may not be known to others, but the old man knows, because the old man understands what kind of person Han Feng is."
"Since he is paving the way for the judge to take over the punishment, he will do whatever he wants for the old bone of the teacher." The overlord here patted Zhanyan's shoulder: "From now on, it will be the world of your young people. "
Zhan Yan looked at Tyrant: "Master is going to retire?"
The overlord shook his head: "Not yet. Starting tomorrow, you will leave here and go to the killer world to exercise. Within five years, if you are in the top five of the world's killer list, then you are the third generation overlord. The opposite is true. The teacher abolished you."
Zhan Yan looked at Master deeply, bit his finger in the next moment, and said firmly: "Zhan Yan swears that if you can't make it to the top five in the world's killer list within five years, you don't need to do anything from Master, and you will break it yourself."
"Okay, I didn't see the wrong person as a teacher. Get up."
"Thank you, Master." Zhan Yan fought respectfully.
"This stone knife is passed to you as a teacher today. In the future, your goal is to defeat the descendants of the Murder King and get this stone knife back." While the overlord spoke, he handed the stone knife to Zhanyan: "In the future, then The judge is your opponent!"
At this time, Nie Yun and Ruochen were chatting outside. Just listen to Ruochen say: "The two masters and disciples are doing something in it, and they actually hang us here."
Nie Yun said calmly: "If I guess right, the stone knife will be sent out."
As soon as Nie Yun's words fell, the door opened. I saw Zhan Yan and his master Tyrant walk out one after another.
Watching this scene, Nie Yun immediately apologized and said: "Senior Overlord, about martial arts..."
"Needless to say." Overlord interrupted Nie Yun's words: "Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers, not to mention that the old man has never lost, it's just that the number of times has increased by one."
Nie Yun sighed in his heart and looked at Overlord Dao: "Since the predecessors are not blaming me, I think I should go, after all, there are still many things waiting for me to deal with."
"Wait." Zhan Yan stepped forward.
Nie Yun frowned: "Is there anything else?"
Zhan Yan passed the small stone knife in his hand to Nie Yun: "Take this stone knife back. In ten years, I will defeat you and take it back personally from your hand."
Hearing this, Nie Yun was silent.
"Why, there is a problem?" Zhan Yan stared at Nie Yun with a strong gaze.
Nie Yun sighed and said: "I can take the stone knife back, but it is not me that you want to defeat, but my uncle Han Feng."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
Tyrant laughed and looked at Nie Yun: "The old man can't even beat you. Do you think the old man's apprentice can defeat your uncle?"
"This..." Nie Yun also knew that Zhan Yan wanted to defeat Master Uncle. It could be said that it was a daydream. Only by fighting against himself can he have a chance to win. He glanced at the overlord who was older than usual, sighed softly, nodded and said, "Okay. I agree."
Tyrant nodded: "That's the deal." After speaking, he turned his head: "Go back and tell Han Feng, that the old man has approved you."
"What?" Nie Yun didn't understand.
Tyrant smiled: "This time your uncle asked you to compete with the old man. The real purpose is to make the old man recognize you and support you. After spending a few days with you, I feel that you are worthy of the old man's recognition."
Nie Yun didn't understand, after all, he didn't know that Shishu was determined to hand over the punishment to him. But I didn't think too much, I just thought I would leave the assassin world in the future, and if there is any enemy who makes trouble for him, this overlord will help him. Nodded for a moment and said, "Then thank you Senior Tyrant."
"In the future, Zhanyan will be the third generation of Overlord. What can I do for help. You can find Zhanyan, and he will do his best to help you." After the overlord finished, he stepped forward and patted Nie Yun on the shoulder: "From now on You young people’s world, go well."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"
Bajun's smile came from the bottom of his heart. Because the pressure of the stone knife had been relieved by him to his apprentice from this moment, he felt relaxed.
Looking at the overlord who was walking away, Nie Yun sighed and turned to look at Zhan Yan: "I hope you can defeat me in ten years."
"Yes!" Zhan Yan looked confident: "Please take good care of the stone knives until I defeat you and take them back from your hands."
Nie Yun didn't understand why Zhan Yan was so confident. He had to know that he was not his opponent a few days ago. But I didn't think much about it, looking at Zhan Yan: "I'm waiting for that day." After saying that, he clasped his fists: "Goodbye!"
Looking at Nie Yun who turned and walked away, Zhan Yan said solemnly: "What help is needed in the future, just say a word. I Zhanyan will do my best to help you."
Nie Yun and Ruochen left in a helicopter, and came here in a daze, and left with a ten-year agreement in a daze. Nie Yun was depressed and funny. However, it was precisely this time that Nie Yun was recognized by the overlord, which resolved many crises for Nie Yun in the future. Of course this is something later.
Not long after Nie Yun left, something went wrong at this military training base.
The closed j took advantage of the opportunity to deliver food, stunned the visitor, changed his clothes, and fled the overlord military training base. Only one message was found in her room, which read: Master, please forgive j's leaving without saying goodbye. J is going to find his own father. As for the nurture of your old man, please report it later. Your old man treasures it!
After reading Zhanyan's message, he rushed to an eaves and looked up at the overlord who was drinking on the eaves: "Master, it's okay, I ran away..."
The overlord above the eaves frowned, but nothing happened in an instant. He only heard his thick voice slowly resounding: "Let her go, and leave her alone in the future."
"This..." Zhan Yan wanted to say something, but saw the master drinking on his own, waved to him, and signaled to leave. Immediately sighed and left here.
The overlord above the eaves, holding the wine jug, drank the wine leisurely, looking up at the sky, his vigorous and domineering voice sounded in the air:
The world is out of my generation
As soon as you enter the arena, the years are reminded
Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing
Life is so drunk!