Abandoned Master's Cultivation

This man was not skinnier than the previous one. As he flew out, he brought along a strong wind. With a swoosh, he flew over everyone's head, heavily hitting the wall before landing on the ground.

The ground shook and a buzzing sound resonated.

The Crown Prince was dumbfounded, his mouth was slightly agape, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. His companions were also dumbfounded.

Dalong and Huzi were the two most powerful judo players in private. The provincial team had come to the school to watch them train and hoped to recruit them.

The center of the basketball team was 2.01 meters tall and had a weight of 220 pounds. He was also a fierce man, but in front of the two of them, he was completely obedient.

Other than the crown prince, the two of them were on the same side in private.

Even if they met some gangsters in society, they were not afraid. However, they never thought that the two hulks that weighed more than two hundred pounds were actually thrown away by a dwarf in front of them.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate this unremarkable fellow.

Pei Soong and the other three bumpkins were also dumbfounded, they were even at a loss of what to do. Was this still that weak and incompetent, cowardly Young Master Zheng?

He was simply superhuman!

All of this is incredible.

Crack.

Young Master Zheng shook off his kerosene lighter. The firelight illuminated his angular face, especially that pair of sharp, sharp, and cold eyes.

Lighting the cigarette, Young Master Zheng took a light drag of the cigarette and rolled his eyes, "Who else?"

The Crown Prince couldn't help but take a step back, his face was burning with anger. Today was the worst day ever. At this moment, among the people around him, aside from Da Long and Hu Zi, the remaining men and women couldn't even fight.

"You … "What's your name?"

"Zheng Jiangshan." The Young Master Zheng said indifferently.

"Alright, I'll remember you. Today's matter is not over." The Crown Prince threw down those harsh words, turned around, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Yay!"

Fei Loong was the first to lie down, "Fuck, you're leaving just like that? Aren't we going to fight? Come on! "Idiot, f * ck you all!"

A small conflict was easily resolved, the students of Class 12 all heaved a sigh of relief, as they looked at Young Master Zheng with admiration, envy and shock.

Young Master Zheng waved his hand, "Don't worry about him, he's just a bug in front of me. Let's go, continue drinking."

LEE Lee's tears were about to flow down, as she firmly grabbed onto Zhong Zhenzhen's arm. "So handsome, I've never thought that such a powerful energy would be hidden in such a small body."

Zhong Zhenzhen shivered, "Wa, do you feel nauseous?"

The crowd gradually dispersed. Jiang Wuchen stood in the darkness and smiled slightly, then went up to the second floor.

"Accompany me to the toilet. I didn't manage to pee just now, and I'm almost suffocating." LEE Lee could not help but ask.

In the bathroom, LEE Lee looked in the mirror and said, "Why is my face so red?"

"Let's go with the wave."

"Go, you're the one who's going." LEE Lee could not help but ask.

"To be honest, I didn't expect Wen Xi to be so powerful. It's strange." Zhong Zhenzhen felt that this was unbelievable.

LEE Lee replied: "What's so strange, Young Master Zheng was very low-key in the past."

"With that wretched and shameless appearance of his, why would he keep such a low profile?" A while ago, he had a conflict with the black donkey or the leg hair and was almost beaten to death. If he had the skills now, he could easily throw away a fatty with a weight of over two hundred jin, who would dare to offend him? "

"Uh, that's true too." LEE Lee scratched his head, "Maybe the Young Master Zheng does not like to have conflicts with people."

"F * ck, he's just pretending!" Zhong Zhenzhen said in a huff.

This drink did not end until eleven in the evening. The Young Master Zheng had drank too much, and the three lowly guests continuously toasted him, flattering him and making him the newest boss of Class 312.

If they didn't have class tomorrow, they would have to continue.

After that, the Young Master Zheng called a ride as he sent his classmates back one by one.

He, Jiang Wuchen, Zhong Zhenzhen, and LEE Lee were sitting in a car, in front of Zhong Zhenzhen and LEE Lee on the way there, so the Young Master Zheng didn't have the face to say anything.

As a man, he didn't care about face. It wasn't easy for him to establish a strong and powerful image, Young Master Zheng still wanted to maintain it for a bit longer.

After returning home, Young Master Zheng called Jiang Wuchen personally, extremely agitated, "Brother Chen, others might not know, but the reason why I, Zheng Jiangshan, can live to this day, is all because of you.

If not for the large number of people today, I would definitely kneel and kowtow to you. Brother Chen, do you know? I've never felt so good in my life.

So it turns out that being a true man is this sort of feeling. Some people are envious, some people are secretly in love with each other, and there are even some people who are jealous. My life is worth it. "

Jiang Wuchen smiled faintly, "Your luck is not bad either. If not for Ye Feng's kick, your Internal Strength wouldn't have been able to come out. Without the assistance of the Internal Strength, you probably wouldn't have been able to deal with those two."

"Brother Chen, I want to acknowledge you as my master. Take me as my disciple." Young Master Zheng said excitedly.

"Take him as my disciple?" A single sentence is enough? " Jiang Wuchen laughed.

"Ugh …" Young Master Zheng immediately started a video chat with Jiang Wuchen, then knelt in front of Jiang Wuchen, "Master, Master, I, Zheng Jiangshan am willing to take Jiang Wuchen as my master, and will never leave you, ever, in my life."

"Scram to the side. You still haven't given up yet. Do you think this is marriage? Get up." Jiang Wuchen said with a smile.

Young Master Zheng immediately stood up, "Master."

"Today, I will accept you as my disciple. You also have a senior sister. Later on, I'll bring you along to meet her." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Ah?" Brother Chen, you … You took a female apprentice, didn't you? Senior Sister … "Wow, why do I sound so excited listening to this?"

On the other side, Jiang Wuchen no longer bothered with him, and directly hung up.

The news of Class 12's victory spread throughout the world overnight. The last place winner was actually the second place winner. In the school's public forums and WeChat group, it became explosive news.

The picture showed Young Master Zheng and Ye Feng, both of whom were saved in the most heroic manner. Ye Feng looked up at him with his mouth agape, and his eyes widened, becoming the background of the success of the Young Master Zheng.

When he arrived at school the next day, Young Master Zheng walked gracefully and started having his junior brothers and sisters take note of him. There were even some girls who took the initiative to come over to take a picture with him.

This was something that he had never done before. Before he even entered the class, the three bums had already come over and greeted him courteously, treating him as their big brother.

At this moment, Young Master Zheng was already impatiently waiting for the next battle to begin.

Unfortunately, there was only one football match a week. The next match against Class 22 could only be held next week.

After the end of the day's lesson, in the evening, Jiang Wuchen brought Young Master Zheng to the Hell Bar. Xiao Cui, who had gone missing for ten days, finally appeared.

When comparing Young Master Zheng with her, one was a Ferrari which could run 300 kilometers an hour, the other was a unicycle, there was no way to compare at all.

In ten days, Xiao Cui, who had mastered the Purple Sun Fist Arts, had reached a realm where her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.