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Zhanying was also stunned, looking at old man Zhang in surprise, a thought flashed in his mind, could this guy really want to be a teacher?

Thinking about the old man calling Master in front of and behind him, he couldn't help but shudder, and goose bumps all over his body.

Without even thinking about it, Zhan Ying quickly waved her hands and said, "No need, no need, it's just a joke, why bother to be serious."

"What are you kidding, men must count on what they say." Old man Zhang snorted coldly when he heard this, and stared at Zhanying, without any intention of dodging.

Zhanying looked at old man Zhang and was speechless. I did this for your own good, but you didn't appreciate it, and didn't know what to say.

But it is absolutely impossible to accept a disciple. I really can't accept an old guy who is more than white to be my apprentice. It doesn't matter if he has no potential, and he doesn't seem to have anything to teach.

Not even in name, just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Thinking of this, Zhanying moistened her throat a little, and said with a sneer, "Even if you want to be a teacher, I still have to decide whether to accept you or not?"

"So, you want to break the bet?" Old man Zhang also sneered, looked at Zhanying and said, "Since you said it, you have to keep your word. Today, you can either accept me as your apprentice or worship me as your teacher. Choose yourself!"

"What if I don't choose?" Zhanying frowned, feeling a bit difficult.

"It doesn't matter if you don't choose, anyway, I will say you are my disciple wherever I go in the future." Old man Zhang said with a shameless face.

Hearing this, Zhanying's face was very ugly, and his temper also came up. He sneered suddenly and said quickly: "Okay, since you have to be a teacher, then I will accept you as an apprentice. Now apprentice!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and looked at Zhanying one after another, with different expressions.

Even the old man Zhang was a little stunned, but he quickly realized that he looked at Zhanying, walked over, bent his knees, and was about to kneel down, as if he really planned to apprentice.

Seeing this scene, Zhanying's complexion changed slightly, and the figure couldn't help but want to avoid it, making a hundred-year-old guy kneel down, which would shorten his life.

Fortunately, Mr. Su who was next to him responded in a timely manner, and quickly pulled him back, frowning tightly, and did not expect that things would turn out like this.

He stared at Zhang Daqiang, with a hint of anger in his expression, what is this old guy doing, even Zhanying gave him a step up, but he has to force him to admit his apprentice, is he completely unwilling to lose face?Even if you are shameless, we still have shame!

"Old Su, what do you ask me to do, you have to keep your word, since you have said it, you have to do it." Zhang Daqiang turned his head to look at Su Lao, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, which seemed very determined.

As he said that, he broke away from Elder Su's hand and was about to kneel down again.

Zhanying was completely speechless. At this moment, he understood that the old man was not joking with him, nor was he trying to force himself to be his apprentice, but he really wanted to be his teacher.

Zhanying is really speechless, why is this old man so persistent, today it seems that he has to make a choice.

Either be his apprentice, or he be his apprentice, a thought flashed in Zhanying's mind, it is absolutely impossible to let herself be his apprentice, Zhanying has no plans to become a teacher.

I have finally achieved success in cultivation, and I don't lack anything. Now it's no big deal for me to ask myself a master.

In this case, it seems that I can only accept the person in front of me as an apprentice. A thought flashed in Zhanying's mind, and it seems that it is not impossible. If there is a strong man with an eighth level of innate ability as an apprentice, at least he can be a disciple for himself when something goes wrong. thugs.

As for normal times, you can see him whenever you can, so you don't have to worry about him calling him master.

Thinking of this, Zhanying noticed with both eyes, looked at Zhang Daqiang who was about to kneel down to worship the teacher again, and quickly said: "It's fine to kneel down, just pour me tea as a teacher's ceremony."

"Okay, master." Zhang Daqiang opened his mouth with joy in his eyes, rushed inside quickly, and poured tea.

Looking at this scene, Mr. Su's group obviously couldn't react, and they all looked confused. They didn't understand what happened to Zhang Daqiang. He was so happy to ask a young man in his twenties as his teacher?
We also recognize you as a master, but this kid is so young, and his strength is far worse than yours. Why are you so happy to be a master?

"This……"

Elder Su looked hesitant. Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't react. He turned his head to look at the others, and found that they all looked about the same.

"If he likes it, let him go. Losing it is also humiliating him." Some people shook their heads, looking helpless. After all, the bet is there, and they can't stop it. If they open their mouths to stop it, it is obviously falling into injustice. !
"Are you sure you just lost his face?" Someone beside him sneered, and there was a chill in his words.

"But what can we do?" Elder Su smiled wryly, looking helpless.

They really have nothing to do with Zhang Daqiang, this old guy always thinks of what to do, no one can understand what he is thinking.

Of course they knew that if this matter got out, not only Zhang Daqiang's face would be lost, but also their Li Xiao's face, but how could they stop it!
"Well, why don't you send me away now?" Zhanying looked at the appearance of several people, felt a little uneasy in her heart, and couldn't help but whispered.

It is absolutely impossible for him to be an apprentice, so the only way is to leave here first, and it will be fine if we don't see him later.

"Master, where are you going?" Before everyone could speak, Zhang Daqiang had already rushed out, holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a trace of vigilance in his expression.

"I didn't go anywhere!" Zhanying shook her head quickly. It felt weird to be called master by this old man, but it seemed to be not bad.

"Master, please have some tea."

Zhang Daqiang smiled, and had already handed the tea to Zhanying, with a hint of excitement in his expression.

Although Zhanying had already made preparations, facing this scene at this time, she still couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, wondering whether she should reach out to pick it up.

Scanning over the group of people next to him, and finding that they didn't speak, Zhan Ying reached out helplessly, took the tea, and took a sip.

"Okay." Zhanying handed the teacup to Zhang Daqiang, looking at the smile on his face, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

"Master, since you've drunk the tea, should you tell me where we learned from?" Zhang Daqiang put away the teacup, looked up at Zhanying, and asked.

"what!"

Zhanying was slightly taken aback, and said with a strange look: "Did no one tell you that I don't know the Mei school, and I am self-taught?"

"Master, stop joking, this joke is not funny at all." Zhang Daqiang was slightly startled, with a trace of disbelief in his expression.

How can a person with no background and no sect possess the aura close to the fifth level of innate at the third level of innateness? How can a person with no family and no sect have a treasure that can resist the attack of a strong person at the ninth level of innateness? The most important thing is How could it be possible for a person with no background or sect to possess top-level skills.

Others may not be clear about it, but Zhang Daqiang can detect the strength of other people's exercises. He can perceive that the exercises practiced by Zhanying are at least a level stronger than his own.

One must know that the Nine Sun Art he practiced is considered a top-notch skill, and this kid's skill is even stronger than his, even if it belongs to the category of Zhenzongzhibao.

The stronger the skill, the greater the chance of breaking through the false saint. Although he is only at the eighth level of congenital, he is not too far away from the ninth level of congenital, but he has no clue about breaking through to the false saint.

In addition, what shocked him the most was that the inner alchemy in Zhanying's dantian could absorb so many dao marks, which could only be done by a pseudo-sage-level powerhouse, but this kid was only at the third level of innateness.

Innate strong people want to improve their strength, except for the accumulation of strength, the rest is the comprehension of Tao.

Zhanying absorbed so many dao marks, which proves that the strength of the inner alchemy in his dantian is probably not inferior to that of false saints.

In this case, as long as he keeps up with energy, it may not be certain that he will break through to a martial saint in the future, but at least he will be at the level of a false saint.

There are only a few martial saints in the whole world, and false saints will not exceed the number of palms. He can worship a future false saint as his teacher. Perhaps others will not understand now, but when Zhanying breaks through, he will admire his gaze up.

"I'm not joking with you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Su, he should be very clear about my information." Zhanying shrugged, and his expression became even weirder.

"Boy Zhan really has no family or sect. His current strength and realm are all cultivated by himself." Elder Su glanced at Zhang Daqiang lightly, and said lightly, with a strange look on his face, what does this guy care about?
"Okay, it doesn't matter if you have no family or sect. I don't know when you will teach me the exercises, master?" Zhang Daqiang exhaled slowly, looked at Zhanying, and asked again.

"Cultivation technique?" Zhanying glanced at him, and said seriously: "You can't practice my technique, so don't even think about it."

"What's more, now that you are already at the eighth level of innateness, it's too late to change your skills."

Zhang Daqiang was stunned. It could be seen that Zhanying was not joking, but was telling the truth. It took a long time to realize that, looking at Zhanying with hope, he struggled and said, "Master, do you have anything you can pass on to me?" ?”

"If you say that, there really is." Zhanying woke up like a dream, as if remembering something, she turned her head to look at Zhang Daqiang, noticed a trace of joy in his expression, patted his shoulder and said Said: "I have a few words to tell you, practice hard and strive to become a martial artist as soon as possible."

Zhang Daqiang was stunned, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

Seeing Zhang Daqiang's appearance, everyone also understood, saying why this guy has to learn from his master, it turns out he was greedy for other people's skills, but it's a pity that stealing chickens won't make a fortune.

At the same time, he was also puzzled, what kind of technique this kid was practicing, and how could he make Zhang Daqiang so shameless.