The Era of National Martial Arts

The number one scholar in martial arts is very different from the number one scholar in the college entrance examination in the previous life.

As long as nothing goes wrong, Xu Zhen will enter the grandmaster realm.

In the future, he may become the patron saint of Anshi.

Defend the safety of a city.

Just ask, who dares to say a bad word.

That day, they created a wave of momentum for Xu Zhen.

Feng Yaotian's eyes narrowed immediately, and his heart was pounding.

"Jianfeng is broken. Do you want to change the account and start again? This is a good seedling. The other seedlings are from martial arts families. I don't have much chance as a casual cultivator. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Feng Yaotian's eyes were constantly changing, and he thought to himself.

Seeing Feng Yao's silence for a long time, the others thought he was frightened, and all looked at each other and smiled.

In fact, they were frightened at the time.

===Chapter 156 Clear thoughts===

The reporters thought Feng Yaotian was shocked by Xu Zhen's college entrance examination results.

This achievement, no matter who has to admire.

Today, no one in Anshi knows Xu Zhen's name.

Of course, the warriors who flooded into Anshi during this period had to be excluded.

These people wander outside the city every day, licking blood at the edge of their swords, who cares who is the number one in the college entrance examination.

They only cared about how many beasts they hunted today and how many beast cores they got.

Warriors are not as glamorous as ordinary people imagine.

On the contrary, it is extremely dangerous, walking on the tip of the knife every day, enduring unbearable pain and crisis for ordinary people.

This is the true status quo of warriors.

As everyone knows, Feng Yaotian still has a little jijiu in his heart.

This Xu Zhen's talent, even he has to be tempted.

Young people with extremely high talents are either the favored sons of martial arts sects or martial arts families, or they take the college entrance examination and choose to enter university.

"Xu Zhen is a wealthy family?"

Feng Yaotian squinted his eyes and asked calmly.

"Master Xu Zhen's parents were both warriors, but it's a pity that they were seriously injured. They are just an ordinary family, not a rich family."

The male reporter was quite impressed.

Hearing this, Feng Yaotian nodded quite satisfied, he has an average family and is willing to endure hardships and stand hard work.

This is indeed a good seedling.

Feng Yaotian suddenly developed a love for talent.

"No, why do you always change the subject?"

The other reporters came to their senses, looked at Feng Yaotian and said.

"Yes, let's continue the interview."

A group of reporters lowered their heads and whispered in agreement.

"May I ask what is your relationship with Xu Zhen?"

At this time, a reporter asked.

Feng Yaotian said impatiently: "I don't even know Xu Zhen, what does it matter, I told you just now, are you stupid?"

Over the years, his temper has also improved a lot.

If not, based on these words, the reporter would have been slapped to death.

"Humph!"

The reporter was refuted, his face was gloomy, and he already held a grudge.

I don't know how to arrange Feng Yaotian in the later reports.

"Then yesterday you and Xu Zhenguang did something in the sun, how do you explain it?"

A reporter behind, eyes full of gossip and thirst for knowledge, pushed his glasses and asked with a sly smile.

"What's wrong with me?"

Feng Yaotian didn't realize it for a long time, because no one had dared to talk to him like that before, and suddenly, such a sentence popped up, he was always a little unaccustomed to it.

Three seconds later, Feng Yaotian understood, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly, "Repeat what you just said."

The reporter only thought that Feng Yaotian was an ordinary person, so he repeated it without any scruples, feeling secretly refreshed and gloating.

"Damn, I've been cultivating myself for so many years, I didn't expect someone to talk to me like that, it's really weird."

Feng Yaotian laughed back in anger, without saying a word, he slapped the reporter on the face.

The reporter felt that the world was spinning for a while, and there were stars in his eyes. He was sent flying out of the air, and rolled several times on the ground.

After a while, the reporter twitched, and then did not move for a long time.

"hiss!"

The other reporters witnessed this scene with their own eyes, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they all gasped.

This is too violent!

This old man is not an ordinary person, which is really surprising.

"If I don't slap you, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young. It's exactly the same as that kid Xu Zhen, but you also have to have the capital of arrogance!"

Feng Yaotian didn't even look at the miserable appearance of the reporter, he just talked to himself.

Just as he was talking, Feng Yao's Tianmu glanced at a group of reporters.