Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

"Go!" Zhuo Yifan was the first to take the lead and walked towards the gate of Beichen Dojo.Chen Meili and Hou Qing naturally followed in a leisurely manner.

Before the three of them reached the gate, suddenly a dozen young people in kung fu clothes ran out from both sides of the road, blocking the way of Zhuo Yifan and the three of them.

"Who are you?" A leading young man stared at Zhuo Yifan and the other three vigilantly and asked in a cold voice.

These guys don't have any weapons in their hands. Judging from their posture, they should have some skill in punching and kicking.But in Zhuo Yifan's view, it only takes three seconds to solve them!

"I'm here to find Beichen Pingchuan, let him come out to meet me!" Zhuo Yifan said indifferently, his words naturally exuded a kingly aura, which made the hearts of these young people tremble, and their expressions changed accordingly. [

"Baga...how can a brat like you call Mr. Beichen a taboo name? It's simply unreasonable!" After being shocked, the leading young man couldn't help being furious.Beichen Pingchuan was suspected to be the most powerful in their hearts, and it was a humiliation for them to be called out by name by the kid in front of them.

"Beichen Pingchuan is just a waste of fame! I call him by his name to give him face! If you are not satisfied, you can let the old dog Beichen come out and compete with me!" Zhuo Yifan said with a cold snort.

"Baga..." The young man yelled, and threw his fist at Zhuo Yifan's head, unexpectedly with a fierce force, with swift and fierce force, he looked like a master.

But in Zhuo Yifan's view, it's just flamboyance!The guy's fist hadn't touched Zhuo Yifan's ground yet, and a figure flashed in front of him, and Zhuo Yifan had long since disappeared.The dozen or so youths around were knocked down to the ground by Zhuo Yifan and the others before they even had time to scream.

"You... you..." The young man was completely terrified by the situation in front of him!A dozen people fell under the feet of Zhuo Yifan and the three in the blink of an eye. It was really unbelievable, and it was beyond his cognition.So you spent a long time, but you didn't say anything.

"Save your life, go in and report to Beichen Pingchuan, and let him come out to pick up the guests!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, ignoring the young man's ugly face, kicked open the heavy gate, and led into Beichen Dojo.

Only then did the young man regain his senses, and quickly ran into the dojo, almost by the door, not daring to have any more conflicts with Zhuo Yifan who was in the middle, and he didn't dare to get too close.After entering the dojo, that guy ran into the manor like crazy.

"The disciples of Beichen Dojo are so unbearable?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help chuckling.

"These are just the disciples of Beichen Pingchuan who have just entered the sect. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are like a chicken!" Chen Meili chuckled disapprovingly.

At this moment, the whole world suddenly plunged into darkness.Not only the Beichen Dojo, but even the high-rise buildings in the surrounding streets are all completely dark.Zhuo Yifan knew that it was the angel who had already started to do it!From this moment, they have only half an hour.

The sudden power outage obviously also caused chaos in Beichen Dojo.A large number of disciples dressed in kung fu rushed out from the dojo, most of them did not have weapons in their hands.Only those veteran disciples and samurai held gleaming samurai swords in their hands.

"Baga, who are you guys? How dare you come to Beichen Daoist Hall to make trouble, did you have the guts of a bear?" A bald man wearing an island warrior uniform walked out of the crowd, stared at Zhuo Yifan and the three of them, and started yelling .

"Let Beichen Pingchuan come out. You are not our opponent." Zhuo Yifan said coldly, his face darkened.

"Baga... brat, you're dead!" The warrior widened his tiger's eyes, roared angrily, pulled the knife out of the scabbard in his hand, and charged towards Zhuo Yifan. Come.