90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 79

Anzi didn't know that Wu Xing thought so much in just one glance, and she knew she wouldn't care.

She was observing Huo Jue and Chen Feng.

It seemed that Huo Jue was standing in front and fighting with Gao Tianbao, but Chen Feng was stabbing out with a sword from time to time from behind. Although it didn't have much killing power, fortunately it was not hopeless.

Looking at Zhang Zhaonian and the others, Anzi closed his eyes and was really unable to bear to watch.

She had already suppressed the female ghost's power to that of an ordinary evil ghost, and also given her a peach wood sword that could cut turtles. Yet, the five of them were still chased and beaten. Yan Huai was even beaten to the point of bleeding!
Noticing that Anzi was in a bad mood, Lu Jun coughed lightly, "Well, they haven't learned for long..."

"I know, I don't have enough talent, so I have to make up for it with actual practice." Anzi raised her eyelids. This was how she survived before she transmigrated into the book.

I was chased and beaten by ghosts at an age when I was still young and hadn't even learned to hold my urine. Every time I woke up, I wanted to shed a handful of bitter tears.

So she didn't care at all how much her disciples had learned. The more they were beaten by ghosts, the more they would naturally learn how to fight ghosts.

I really didn't expect that Zhang Zhaonian and the others could be beaten to that extent.

"Forget it, I'll contact Mr. Zhang later and ask him to take his big son to the hospital to have his brain checked." Anzi's tone was calm, but her fists were clenched tightly. She could understand other people getting beaten, but Zhang Zhaonian had learned from her for so long, but he could only passively take the beating. It was really unacceptable!

After realizing what Anzi meant, Lu Jun couldn't help but twitching his lips. Then, looking at Zhang Zhaonian's miserable appearance, he felt that Anzi was right.

Just as he was thinking this, Zhang Zhaonian was kicked by the female ghost and flew to the bottom of the building, spitting out blood.

"Master... I can't take it anymore... wow..." Zhang Zhaonian didn't say a word and vomited another large mouthful of blood.

Anzi silently took out a small notebook from his bag, took a pen and drew a big "x" behind Zhang Zhaonian's name. There was no way he could escape from being the last one.

In just ten seconds, the result of the second to last place was announced, and it was Chen Feng.

Then one by one, only Huo Jue was still holding on. An Zi looked at the "x" after their names with a gloomy expression.

The fellow brothers all had high hopes for Huo Jue, but what they didn't know was that Anzi's formation not only suppressed the female ghost's strength, but also suppressed her martial soul. Huo Jue had no way of summoning her martial soul to help, and the only reason he could hold on until now was because of his own strong qualities.

"Junior brother, come on!" Zhang Zhaonian raised his fist. Seeing that Anzi didn't chase him away, he shamelessly collapsed at her feet.

Anyway, he felt that everywhere in the house was dangerous, except around his master.

It would have been better if he didn't shout. As soon as he finished shouting, Huo Jue was kicked to the ground by Gao Tianbao.

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Huo Jue's chest, Anzi sighed, and the pencil in his hand shot out, breaking the dagger in Gao Tianbao's hand into two pieces.

Huo Jue rolled along and narrowly avoided the attack, then hurriedly crawled towards the stairs where Anzi was.

Seeing this, the others quickly dragged the person up to what they thought was the safest place.

From then on, all seven disciples were defeated.

Lu Jun was worried that Anzi would get really angry with them, so he asked tentatively, "Anzi, can I go down and try?"

Anzi tilted her head and looked at him. This was the first time that Lu Jun took the initiative to make a request, which surprised her a little.

"Is it okay?" Lu Jun thought that An Zi was unwilling, so he could only try his best to get him.

Anzi smiled, hooked Zhang Zhaonian's peach wood sword with his foot and threw it to Lu Jun, "Be careful."

Lu Jun caught the sword, hummed softly, and then slid down the stair railing in a very handsome posture.

"Brother Lu is so strong!" Zhang Zhaonian sat up straight, pulled Chen Feng who was lying on the ground, and let him watch Lu Junxiu's scalp-numbing operation. Chen Feng made perfunctory "hmm" and then lay back on the ground, holding his stomach.

He had seen too many people like this who knew kung fu on the set back home, so there was nothing to be surprised about. What worried him now was that if Lu Jun defeated those two ghosts, would the number of words in their self-review have to be doubled? He also didn't know if the ghostwriter who had written for him before would be free tomorrow.

It was Lu Jun’s first time to fight against a ghost, and the experience was completely different from every other mission he went on.

Just like Anzi said, if you lack talent, you can make up for it with actual combat. He has a peach wood sword in his hand that can hurt ghosts. Even if the female ghost and Gao Tianbao are very strong, he can barely fight with them.

Anzi was extremely satisfied watching the game, and was also considering whether he should train Lu Jun to become a Heavenly Master.

At present, it seems that although his talent is average, he is brave and hardworking enough.

Anzi thought, why not just teach him privately and let him be the teaching assistant.

Just as he had finished preparing the speech, he heard cheers from all around him. It turned out that Lu Jun had struck the ghost girl's shoulder with his sword, cutting off one of her hands.

"Okay, the assessment is over." Anzi clapped his hands and threw out a stack of talismans.

The talisman turned into a circle in mid-air, trapping the female ghost and Gao Tianbao inside.

She has no interest in killing ghosts and monsters, so that's about it.

Lu Jun put away the peach wood sword and stepped aside.

Anzi walked down the stairs, not wanting to even look at his bruised and battered apprentices.

Walking up to the female ghost, she raised her head and asked, "Who sent you to kill me?"

The female ghost didn't want to answer, but the next moment, Anzi had a peach wood sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing at Gao Tianbao's chest.

This peach wood sword is different from the ones used by the few people just now. The female ghost can even feel the power of thunder on the sword. Her master may not be able to come up with such a good thing. This peach wood sword is definitely not an ordinary item.

Gao Tianbao had his neck stiff at first, but when the sword was pointed at him, he dared not act rashly anymore and took three or two steps to retreat behind the female ghost.

The tip of Anzi's sword moved as he did, aiming at the female ghost.

The female ghost shuddered, knowing that if she didn't tell the truth, she and her son would be reduced to ashes today.

"Yes...it was Boss Li...he spent 1000 million to buy your life..." the ghost girl answered in a low voice, not daring to look at Anzi's face, "Gao Jinnan took 300 million, and my master took 700 million."

Anzi sneered, "I didn't expect my life to be so valuable."

The female ghost tried to hold back, but couldn't help but blurt out, "Your grandma's life... 5000 million."

Anzi's eyebrows were stern, and the female ghost waved her hands hurriedly, "But the master dare not touch the master, the grandmother, and only dares to target you."

If the little master is so powerful, then the grandma master can only be even more powerful, because her master is a man who knows how to adapt to the times.

Anzi paced back and forth for a few steps and suddenly asked, "Who is your master?"

The female ghost didn't react and answered directly, "Yuqi Taoist."

Anzi nodded and kept "Yuqi Taoist" in mind.

"Little Master..." The female ghost wanted to beg An Zi to let them go, but before she could say anything, An Zi's peach wood sword pierced her stomach.

(End of this chapter)