Martial Arts Master

He Yi, the head of the Ice God Sect, couldn't help but laugh: "If he doesn't succeed, then what are the other disciples?"

Taking advantage of the gap between the two elders' conversation, Lou Cheng took a step forward and said respectfully, "Hello, Master Master."

"Okay, okay." The wrinkles at the corners of He Yi's eyes unfolded layer by layer, "I have watched your last two games, and you have reached the eighth rank in a year, and you have reached the seventh rank. In the history of our Ice God Sect, That’s pretty rare.”

Hey, the master master of the sect seems to be more educated than the master... Lou Cheng sneered, and said with a slight smile: "I won't be able to reach the seventh rank in a year, so I don't plan to participate in the October qualifying competition. I plan to go in April next year."

The reason why I was able to defeat Zhang Zhutong and Han Zhifei was mainly because I hadn't revealed my physical strength before, which caused my opponent to make a wrong judgment. Coupled with a little bit of luck and quick wit, I barely won the championship of the youth competition. In a game, the general situation of oneself can basically be judged by others.

Under such circumstances, if he participated in the Seventh-Rank Competition in October, he would be less than 50% sure. He had to wait until he had consolidated his foundation and broken through the limits of the human body.

Of course, the premise is that there is not much change in the ability to increase the golden elixir after being squeezed again.

He Yi nodded lightly when he heard the words, and praised: "It's very good, not in a hurry, not like when your master was young, he was so irritatingly frizzy."

"My name is full of vigor!" Shi Jianguo, an old man with white hair, retorted.

He Yi shook his head and smiled: "Three-year-old sees the old, and the reverse is also true. Well, you lead the nephew Lou to live in Songtao Pavilion temporarily, and you will formally apprentice to the teacher at 9:15 tomorrow morning."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lou Cheng: "Tomorrow is just a formality. You are now an official disciple of our sect, and this is your home. You don't have to be too restrictive. You can go around at night and communicate with fellow sects if you have nothing to do. Haha, don’t be too shy, everyone is very friendly.”

He deliberately emphasized a word of friendliness, as if he was drawing a conclusion.

"However, don't come close to Xuan Pavilion, so as not to disturb the guests, the guests sent by Haiximen, Ding Haizong and Han Chi to watch the ceremony." He Yi added.

"There are still guests watching the ceremony?" Lou Cheng blurted out in astonishment.

Does this seem too serious?

"Our factions are united with each other to achieve today's situation. We can't stop them from coming to watch the ceremony with good intentions, right?" He Yi replied meaningfully.

"Hey, some of us old guys are here, just watch the ceremony if you come to watch the ceremony, what can you do?" Old man Shi said angrily, "I took this brat to Songtao Pavilion."

He Yi nodded: "Go, if you are too tired, it doesn't matter to see you again tomorrow."

Watching the two of them go out, far away from the Binghou Pavilion, a muscular man came down from the stairs here. His hair was black and his skin was wrinkle-free. He looked less than forty, but his eyes were vicissitudes, full of years. heavy.

"Master, isn't this apprenticeship ceremony too solemn?" The man asked with a frown.

He Yi chuckled lightly: "Seriously? If it's just a disciple of the seventh or eighth rank formally becoming a teacher, there is no need to be so solemn, but this is a disciple who has reached the eighth rank or even the seventh rank within a year, and it is less than twenty."

"You have also heard the conversation between him and your uncle Shi. Your junior brother is also a man who doesn't like to meddle. Xianlong, don't think about other things and do something sneaky in secret. It will ruin the atmosphere in the sect and provoke Haiximen. Ding Haizong and the others laughed."

This is Yang Xianlong, the eldest disciple in charge of the daily affairs of the Ice God Sect, a 50-year-old fourth-rank Alchemy Realm.

He didn't relax his brows, and said uncomfortably: "There is no evidence for what you say..."

"Do you still need to sign a document? Since they said so 'in front of me', I will definitely not regret it until I can still move as a teacher." He Yi shook his head, "You tell Lei Fang, he If it can become a foreign gang, it belongs to him, and no one can take it away. If it doesn’t work, if it’s not his, he won’t be able to get it. Relying on external support, one or two can be squeezed away, but not all others can be squeezed out."

"Yes, Master." Yang Xianlong lowered his head and answered, turned around and left the Binghou Pavilion.

He Yi stood in the deserted room, and he sighed after a long time.

…………

The scenery of Songtao Pavilion is very good. When you open the window on the second floor, you can see a forest sea swaying with the wind.

"Don't go out for a stroll tonight, take a good rest. Tomorrow you will officially finish worshiping the teacher, and once you recognize your identity, you will go to the teacher's place. It just so happens that I have already got the cultivation visualization map of 'Zhu Rongjin'." Old man Shi held four A bottle of original wine, after a word of advice, disappeared in a flash, enjoying it happily.

"Zhu Rongjin?" Lou Cheng was overjoyed, full of anticipation.

He was a little tired after running around all the way, lying on the bed chatting with the little fairy, chatting with classmates and friends, and scrolling through forums and Weibo at the same time.

Steal half a day of free time!

After eating the dinner brought by his servant, he dug out the computer in his bag, planning to play a game before video chatting with Yan Zheke.

——Ke Ke is a guest at someone else's house.

"Who wants one? If not, I'll ask later!" Lou Cheng sent messages in the university dormitory group and high school friend group.

Cai Xiaoming said with a "hehe" smile: "When we were short of manpower, you were either accompanying Yan Zheke or playing in the group arena. Now that you have nothing to do, you want to play games with us? Love is not something you want to buy, want to You can buy it! At least please eat seafood, Brother Cheng, Master Cheng, a bonus of 600,000!"

"Did you see the money? It would be great if I bought a gift for my family, Ke Ke, why did I treat you guys to a seafood dinner!" Lou Cheng sent a picture of throwing money.

It's also quite interesting to bicker with Qingsheng classmates every day.

"Ouch! You are getting more and more disgusting, return your Keke." Cai Zongming said "vomiting", "And your fingers are getting more and more flexible now, and your reactions are getting faster and faster. It's boring to play with you ..."

Of course it's no fun being abused all the time...

"I'm already in control, and I don't dare to perform at 100% level, or the screen will be broken directly." Lou Cheng "kissed his hips and laughed", "By the way, Lover, how is your summer training going?"

"Haha, I'm invincible in our small city, okay, don't brag, I don't think it's a problem to dominate our community, I feel that I have made great progress, must I have a second or third amateur?" Cai Zongming didn't quite agree. Answer in the affirmative.

While the two were chatting nonsense, Qin Mo, the rich second generation in Songcheng who lived in Cai Zongming's dorm, popped up: "Just in time, you are all here, vote for me, one mobile phone number can vote for ten. "

"What ticket?" Lou Cheng asked casually.

"One selection, vote for my family Jingting!" Qin Mo sent a link, it was a vote for a certain music program, vote for Mo Jingting.

"Damn, why can't I see that you, a beast like you, are still chasing stars?" Every time he mentioned this, Cai Zongming would bluntly say something to show his true nature.

Qin Mo "looked up to the sky" and said: "Everyone has a white moonlight in their hearts, and I just happened to be hit by her."

"Get out, Jing Ting is mine!" Lao Qiu also appeared and staged a repertoire.

"Ze Scholar" Zhao Qiang sighed helplessly: "It's the n-th year of the year to make a fuss, and we can only help a little bit."

Seeing everyone making noise, Lou Cheng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

In the past, I also liked Mo Jingting's TV performance and singing songs, but now, this product has nothing to do with the publicity image, it's better to be famous than to meet!

Before he could interrupt, Jiang Fei responded, and several of them played the game in a team.

When Yan Zheke returned home and turned on the computer, Lou Cheng immediately pretended to be disconnected and tricked his teammates.

When he was enjoying the video chat, he suddenly received a text message from "Nephew Mo":

"Uncle, isn't the sect beautiful at night? O(∩_∩)O~"

Not pretty! roll! Lou Cheng slandered, put the phone aside, continued the video chat, and planned to reply when he had time, but then he just forgot.

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On the second floor of Tingxuan Pavilion, a well-proportioned woman with a shawl and straight hair is admiring the sea of ​​pine trees at night.

"Senior Sister, what do you mean Master asked us to watch the ceremony? Others' parents and elders are there, and we can't beat them, can't do anything?" A young man with a baby face came out of the room.

The woman with the shawl and straight hair laughed: "Master's purpose is very simple, we are here, we stand there, there will be a comparison, the twenty-five-year-old Gaopin, and the twenty-two-year-old Liupin, this is the comparison .”

"But that Lou Cheng one-year to seventh-rank is quite a tiger." The baby-faced young man spread his hands helplessly and swiped Weibo.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a hot message:

"Xing province's young warriors will be recorded, the chapter of the four heavenly heroes!"

And the most liked ones in the following replies are:

"Are they worthy of being called Tianjiao? In my heart, only Peng Leyun and Ren Li are the only ones in this generation!"