I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

The reception hall on the first floor is empty.

On the two rows of seemingly dilapidated sofas, there was only one young man in a leopard-print suit, cocking his legs and holding a red wine glass, squatting on the little song and watching everything that happened in front of the guest house.

When Wang Zhefei came in, this young man who looked a little angry politely rushed Wang Zhe to raise the glass in his hand and smiled and nodded.

After seeing him, Wang Zhe’s eyes tightened. When he was outside the door, he did not find that there was such a metamorphosis in this hall.

There is no darkness in my heart, and another old man who likes to be tender.

This person gave Wang Zhe the feeling, just like the feelings of Wang Zhe in South China, strong, deep, and the endless vicissitudes and desolates in that eye.

The appearance looks younger, and it can't hide the deepest sensation of the endless years.

"This guy, at least, must have the strength of Wu Zong's 9th grade. It seems that it should be the team teacher of the Aoyama Martial School."

Wang Zhe has a guess in his heart.

The teenager will be out of the horse. How can there be no veteran pressure on the side? If you encounter a team that doesn’t want to be a shame, take the teacher and directly report to the baby of Qingshan Martial School. There must always be a person who can make a town.

Fortunately, Wang Zhe is glad that his character is still relatively strong, and he has no habit of bullying. Otherwise, if he did not hold back the lessons, he is estimated to have to be jealous now.

As for the fact that he deliberately put the soles of the shoes on the soles of the shoes to make fun of the students, Wang Zhe naturally ignored the past. They are all small things that are irrelevant, not worth mentioning.

Didn’t you see people still toasting with yourself? It’s obviously not in your heart.

The guru is to be so generous.

"Little brother, idle is also idle, it is better to come together!"

When he heard the greeting from the predecessor of the guru, Wang Zhe hesitated and finally stepped forward.

The soldiers will face the soldiers, and after the trainees are safely sent to the front of the Dai Xing Guest House, the rest will have little to do with his team teacher. He only needs to be there to watch the play.

It is not a wilderness, nor a place of trials filled with all kinds of monsters. There is no need to worry about the safety of these children.

Because of the supervision of the guardian government, no student has the ability to kill other students' lives under the surveillance of surveillance.

“I have seen my predecessors.” Wang Zhe stepped forward and bowed to the teacher of the other party. At the same time, he asked: “Isn’t the name of the predecessor?”

"Ren Qingzhi." Leopard guru leaned back and looked up at Wang Zhe. He introduced himself and said: "The young man is very good. He broke into the realm of the guru at a young age. It is amazing."

Wang Zheqian imaginaryly said: "If you are lucky, you will be more knowledgeable than your predecessors.

"Predecessors are too polite." Ren Qing's dissatisfaction waved his hand and said: "Call, look younger."

Wang Zhe’s mouth was a little bit. When he was in Xichu City, the South China Master liked to dress up and did not force others to call him. I didn’t expect it to be an eye-opener here.

How do you cultivate these old monster-level powerhouses with higher ages, so they like to dress up so much? This one, you will be like a flower, and you will be more than the young people of the moment.

"brother!"

In the next second, Wang Zhe did not hesitate, and immediately called out the voice. Well, the business is very skilled, there is no contradiction and awkwardness.

"Ha ha ha, well, my brother likes young people like you, smart, and practical, much more lovely than Zhu Huanan's old leeks!"

Wang Zhe brows a head and goes directly to sit next to Ren Qingzhi. Curiously asks: "How, Ren brother knows with our old principal?"

"It’s just a matter of knowing. I also went to the handle together."

Ren Qingzhi and his good memory recalled: "I am so long that the kid is two years old. When he meets, he has to call me a brother. So, call me a brother, you don't suffer, you are directly with your old principal."

Wang Zhe’s heart is a glimpse.

Especially, it is two years older than the South China Master. Isn’t this old man all one hundred and sixty?

Sure enough, it is also an old leek.

"The younger brother of South China is a treasure, and there is a young and talented young master like you under the hand. It is really enviable." Ren Qingzhi carefully looked at Wang Zhe for a while, saying: "26 years old. The martial arts master, even the entire federal government is rare."

"However, it is a pity to stay in the small town of Xichu City. It is impossible to mix it with the guardian government. Our Qingshan Martial School is just missing a grade director. I think you are quite suitable. think about it?"

Wang Zheyi.

A little time to react.

I also said that he and his South China Master were brothers, and as a result, they began to dig up the corners of their brothers. Is this really good?

How do you feel that this Ren Qing is not very reliable?

"Ren brother loves it, but I have no plans to withdraw from Xichu City for the time being. I can only live up to my brother's good intentions."

Wang Zhe refused. In the past few years, he was deeply enthralled by the South China Masters. Will he leave easily because of a little favor?

Moreover, a grade director in the district wants to buy him, too small to see people, at least to give up the position of a principal to be sincere!

"So, it is a pity." Ren Qingzhi nodded gently and did not continue to recruit, just as if he had just asked it.

This is not surprising. With the current strength of Qingshan Martial Arts, the young masters like Wang Zhe have entered his eyes, but in the end they are only a second-level master. They are not among the top of the Qingshan military school. The value must not be forced to stay strong.

Wang Zhe feels a little lost in the moment, but you still have to keep a few more words, although I still won't agree, but my heart will at least be very comfortable, right.

Ren Qingzhi once again put his eyes on the front door of the guest house and whispered to Wang Zhe: "The graduates of this year's Huanan martial arts school seem to be a bit ugly. It is only the highest level of the martial arts division. Oh, there is also a martial arts five. Level player, eh?"

Ren Qingzhi’s gaze looked at An Sheng’s body, and he said: “It’s weird. How can the mental fluctuations of this little fat man be so clean, and shouldn’t it be a baby with a cover?”

Ren Qingzhi soon noticed some abnormalities in An Sheng's body. He did not feel a sense of spiritual fluctuations in normal people.

This is almost impossible. Normal people, as long as he is still alive, the brain is still running, even if it is a fool, the mental fluctuations will not be silent.

However, An Sheng’s body is now in such a state of stagnant water, which is extremely abnormal.

"This little fat man can come to participate in the annual battle of the town hall by the strength of the martial arts level. It must be different from ordinary people." Ren Qingzhi suddenly turned to Wang Zhe.

"You deliberately cover up the spiritual fluctuations in him. It is obvious that there is no silver in this place. Should he be a spiritual master?"

Wang Zhe’s heart jumped and smiled without a denial: “If you are a brother, I know that this little trick is definitely not as experienced as the old man... handsome guy!”

The handsome guy has two words and one exit. Originally, because of hearing an old word, he was a little overcast, and he was so full of sunshine that he couldn’t help but raise his hand and touch his own Sanqi hairstyle. He looked up at Wang Zhe with great satisfaction.

"You little guy, what is the truth about the net? Although Ren is really handsome, it’s a bit sloppy, but when you say it straightforwardly, it’s not so good. Remember, in the future, it’s good to hide it in your heart. ""

Wang Zhe is powerless to spit.

It’s really narcissistic.

He can't figure out a bit. In front of his absolute figure of Wang Zhe, who has no dead angle of 360 degrees, how can Ren Qingzhi mistakenly think that he is also a handsome guy?

He is afraid that there is no misunderstanding about the words of handsome guys?

"Mental mind teacher." Ren Qingzhi sighed softly: "It is difficult to get one in a million. Our Aoyama Martial School has recruited more than a dozen in recent years, many of which are first-class spiritual masters, especially this. In the first grade of the first year of the temple, there are only three spiritual masters at the third level. It is really scarce."

"Since this little fat man can qualify for this competition, and you are covered with secret treasures, how can you have three or four levels of mental strength?"

Ren Qingzhi’s eyes glimpsed and looked like Wang Zhe innocently, like a curious baby.

Wang Zhe’s mouth was pulled, and suddenly he regretted coming to join in the fun. This unscrupulous master was obviously superior in his previous show.

In a high school graduating class, there are three third-level spirits, which is scarce. This is simply rich and oily.

What is the level of An Sheng, Wang Zhe is naturally clear, but at the age of him, the ability to cultivate spiritual strength to the level of the second-level spiritual master is already great enough. I did not expect the Qingshan Martial School, the spirit of the third level. There are three people in the class, which is completely better than nothing.

Wang Zhe suddenly turned to look at the six Qingshan students who were stuck in the doorway. He was suspicious. Among these six people, wouldn’t there be a three-level spiritual master in it?

If so, how many of them did Yang Fan have to stop?

In Wang Zhe's impression, his little cousin Yang Fan seems to have only the level of a three-level spiritual master. Originally, he wanted to be used as a killer. Wouldn't it be a sandstorm here?

Wang Zhe was somewhat worried, because at this time, he already saw that Yang Fan and Qingshan Martial Arts had already clashed and fought in one place. The fifth-level martial artist who was the lowest, the body was like the arrow of the string, and the face was covered. Just attacked Yang Fan’s chest.

"enough!"

"I said, you are not my opponent, and you are not going back quickly!"

Yang Fan suddenly screamed and screamed, and then Wang Zhe and Ren Qingzhi all had a little bit of chin.

The five-level martial artist of Qingshan Martial School actually listened to Yang Fan’s words and shouted to surrender and save his life. He slipped back into their ranks.

what's going on?

Wang Zhe is a little bit arrogant. Is it a mental attack? It is not very similar. He did not sense the obvious mental fluctuations at all. On the contrary, the will of the martial arts that Yang Fan suddenly exudes makes him feel a little scared.

It seems that something is different!

Compared with the martial arts will of others, Yang Fan’s martial will will seem to be more tenacious, fierce and aggressive.

Is it that he alone defeated the martial arts self-confidence of a five-level martial artist with this unique martial art will, and let it collapse and flee?

Next, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ saw that the martial arts atmosphere of Yao Chengbin was rapidly weakening and falling, and Wang Zhe affirmed his own guess.

That is the sign that the martial art is confidently collapsing. Yes, his little cousin has rushed to the confrontation of the positive martial will, forcibly defeating a warrior who is one level higher than his martial arts.

Niubi!

It’s a big hit!

Ren Qingzhi put down his own Erlang legs, the smile on his face converges, and his body shape is also sitting straight, his eyes are like electricity, and he glances directly at Yang Fan’s face.

When he saw that Yang Fan’s body suddenly exuded an invisible momentum that surrounded Zhong Dashan’s people, Ren Qingzhi couldn’t help himself with the horror of his heart, and suddenly stood up from the sofa and shouted. :

"This is the beginning of the field!"

"Only the strongman of the master level is likely to understand and represent the field of will. How can he have a small four-level martial artist in advance?!"

This is not scientific!