The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

　　 After dinner, Wei He sent Jiang Su back. When he returned home, he saw Mr. Yuan Zhouchi again.

　　 In the hot sun at noon.

　　 He was sitting in a landscape pavilion on the corner of the street, holding a large dustpan in his hand, which contained a lot of aquatic plants caught from the water.

　　 He constantly fiddled with the plants with his hands to make them more exposed to the sun. From time to time, he picked up the water bag on the side and took a sip in his mouth.

　　 This old gentleman who used to teach in the lecture hall was originally highly respected, and he taught the scriptures to the boys of many big families in the city.

　　 At this time, he was dressed in thickly patched clothes. The beard that was originally gray is now completely white.

　　 His eyes seemed to be a little bad, and he sat rickety on the cracked stone bench in the pavilion, carefully picking up some bad rotten parts of the water plants.

　　 Wei He paused, standing still, watching Yuan Zhouchi slowly picking up plants.

　　 Maybe it was because he stayed for a long time, Yuan Zhouchi also slowly saw him, and took a closer look at him.

　　 Wei turned with a smile, not disturbing his life, but walking across from one side.

　　 He originally wanted to leave something for the teacher in the past, but he thought of Yuan Zhouchi's old face and his old face, and then looked at his exact same serious face now.

　　 Although the teacher is down, there is nothing wrong with his breathing and complexion, so it's fine.

　　 Weihe quickened his pace, passed through a large area of ​​the outer city, and rushed towards Ishibashi Town.

　　 After returning home, Wei Ying was also drying the dried vegetables pickled at home. The yard had a strong smell of pickled vegetables.

　　Wei He had said hello before and was about to leave the city soon, so Wei Ying had already started to pack the things at home.

　　 "Sister, before I came back, did anyone come to find me at home?"

　　 Suddenly Wei He asked aloud.

　　 "No? There is no one in the morning, and here is very close to the boxing school, even if someone is looking for you, go to the boxing school." Wei Ying put down the dustpan in her hand and asked in confusion.

　　 Wei He stood in front of his bedroom door, looking at the broken hair in the crack of the door.

　　 was silent, he slowly penetrated into the back waist pocket with one hand, luck with qi and blood on the other, gently stretched out a finger, and pushed open the door.

　　 squeak...

　　 The wooden door opened slowly, making a sound.

　　 In the bedroom, there are plain white figures standing still with their backs facing him quietly.

　　 The back of this person was thin, and the exposed part of his hands had blue veins floating on the surface, and his five fingers were like chicken feet, dry and hard, full of calluses.

　　 "Your Excellency...?" Wei Hecai said.

　　 A flying body, flew out from the open window, and disappeared before his eyes in a blink of an eye.

　　 Wei He looked cold, and quickly followed a flying body, threw out from the window, and ran after the figure in front of him.

　　 Everyone has sneaked into his house, really when he has no temper? Entering the room hastily, this is to warn him that the other party can sneak into the room anytime and anywhere and kill his family?

　　 Although he guessed that after he burst out of strength, he would attract prying and temptation, but he didn't expect the temptation to come so quickly.

　　 The two ran one after the other in the deserted alleys.

　　 Not long after, the figure in front suddenly stopped and stood quietly on a Feiye river beach.

　　 On the right is a slowly flowing river.

　　 The figure carried his hands on his back and turned slowly, revealing a face wearing a white mask.

　　 There are only two eyes on the mask, and the rest is plain white, which looks a little scary.

"I heard good news from the Huishan Boxing Academy this morning. Another young talent broke through the shackles and entered the path of repair. I am very relieved. I came to see it and I hope to forgive me." The voice of the figure was hoarse, and it seemed to be changed on purpose Voice voice.

　　 This person's height is the same as Wei He's. When the wind blows under the broad white robe, it highlights a somewhat thin body.

　　 I just don’t know how his thin body runs at the same speed as Wei He.

　　 No... not the same speed.

　　 Wei He was awe-inspiring, and the other party has always maintained the same speed as him. This situation does not mean that he is as fast as himself, but that the other party is faster than himself.

　　He is accommodating and waiting for himself!

　　 "Who is your Excellency?" he said coldly. "If you don't enter the front door, you cross the wall and break the window. Don't you think it is impolite?"

　　 "Sorry, the reason is special, which makes it inconvenient to walk through the main entrance. Otherwise, if you are seen, I am afraid that you will cause trouble." The figure answered.

　　 "Oh?" Wei He's heart sank as he faintly began to guess the identity of the other party.

　　 But he didn't need to guess, and soon, this person revealed his details.

　　 "In three years from an ordinary person, stepped into the blood three times, your talent is really amazing. It is a pity that you failed to worship a famous teacher. I wonder if you have heard of..."

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　　 Back to the Shanquan Academy.

　　 At this time, many people have already arrived in the deserted boxing school.

　　 There were too many people, and the old Zheng who returned to Shan Quan simply waved his hand and expanded the venue to the inner courtyard.

　　 The two courtyards are opened through the back room, and they all become venues for entertaining guests.

　　 All the disciples smiled, welcoming the guests who came to observe the ceremony.

　　 Zheng Fugui Dama Jindao sits on a chair in the middle of the inner courtyard, with Jiang Su and Zhang Lu on both sides, two major disciples.

　　 Zhao Hong and the other disciples greeted the visitors at the door.

　　 "The bat punch in Higashiyama Town!"

　　The disciple who sang the voice shouted loudly to remind the people behind who were the visitors, so that they could be greeted.

　　 "Nanshan Town returns to the wind and leaves legs!"

　　 "Hongshicho Xiangzhu fist is here!"

　　 The representative disciples from the three towns where Zheng Fugui first made friends have arrived, and all three inner court disciples brought people to congratulate him.

　　 This is also where Zheng Fugui and the old guys greeted him, calling for a scene of strong people, and it was also convenient to show how strong the genius of his boxing school was.

　　 "Jiujie Town Leopard Punch is here!"

　　 "Here's the iron fist in Lieshan Town!"

　　 "Hakubacho hit the back!"

　　 "Flying bear sword from Yunsu Town!!"

　　 The front is okay, Zheng Fugui just smiled and caressed his beard when he heard the singing.

　　 But when he understood the last one, his complexion changed slightly, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

　　 In the Wushi League, the name Flying Bear Sword has an extraordinary meaning. This is not an ordinary martial arts academy.

　　 Because of the strength of the flying bear sword, it occupies almost one-third of all the outer city martial arts league.

　　Flying bear sword martial artist Yun Lao, is the strongest martial artist in Feiye City. He has two tigers under his command, Yun Daochun, who has been trained by him for three times in the past week. And has held important positions in the three gangs and two factions.

　　 Of course, at this small scene, it is unlikely that the two veteran three-time qi and blood masters of Flying Bear Blade will come to congratulate him.

　　 He went back to the mountain fist and said that he didn't have such a big face.

　　 And they are already in important positions, become big bosses, and have a lot of affairs on weekdays, so there is no time to show up to a younger generation who has just broken through.

　　 But no matter what, even if it's just a second-time disciple, he's also a flying bear knife.

　　 The smile on Zheng Fugui's complexion paused, and again brought a trace of glamour.

　　 Although Huishan Quan is only mid-to-lower, but what about it? Those who are more powerful than his exercises, at least half of them, have not taught three times.

　　 There are only a handful of martial arts academies that have taught qi and blood masters three times in more than a dozen towns in the outer city. Now even the Flying Bear Knife, who didn't have much contact, sent people to congratulate.

　　 So he is rich and rich, not bad!

　　 I can't beat you, it doesn't matter, my apprentice can beat your apprentice, that's it!

　　 Soon, a team of representatives from the martial arts academy were all led to the inner courtyard.

　　 Two rows on the left and right, standing separately, seem quite imposing. Some of what Zheng Fugui felt when he went to the Flying Bear Sword to observe the ceremony.

　　 More than a dozen martial arts academies came to seven in one breath, three of them were made by himself and invited to support the scene. The remaining four are uninvited.

　　 Fortunately, these people brought their own gifts.

　　 Zheng Fugui glanced over the representatives of the martial arts academy one by one. Bat Boxing, Xiang Zhu Boxing, and Huifeng Falling Legs are all smiling, gentle and polite, and they are all friendly.

　　 The three disciples are all familiar disciples of the inner courtyard, not the strongest, nor the weakest, the moderate is just right.

　　 But apart from these three, the other four are different.

　　 Leopard Boxing, Iron Sha Boxing, Tongbei Boxing, all three are faintly headed by a team of Flying Bear Blades.

　　 And the person who came to Fei Xiong Dao on this trip was not someone else, but Zhou Jihan, a genius who had a reputation a while ago.

　　 Zhou Jihan is over eighteen years old, one year younger than Wei He, born with a good skin, sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall and straight, calm temperament, but there is a proud color between the eyebrows.

　　 Next to him are Hu Zhengan with Leopard Boxing and He Hong with Tongbei Boxing. The two were tall and fat, and they were both famous little geniuses in the city.

　　 The three seem to be in the same circle as Xiao Ran's small circle at the beginning.

　　 After all the people bowed to Zheng Fugui, they all took their seats, waiting for the time to begin.

"Brother Zhou, do you believe that someone has broken through Shanquan this time?" Hu Zhengan of Leopard Quan has a small beard and is tall and strong. His arms are thick and powerful, and he is a lot bigger than the others. ring.

　　 As soon as he came, he carefully looked at the rest of the inner courtyard disciples of Huishan Quan, but just looking at it this way, the slightest anticipation before he came quickly disappeared.

　　 "On these levels, can someone break through it? Did they make a mistake? Treat the illusion of qi and blood as a real breakthrough?" Hu Zhengan shook his head slightly.

　　The illusion of qi and blood is that some people are born with different talents, and their bodies are different from ordinary people, and there will be some phenomena that are different from ordinary people when practicing martial arts.

　　 For example, some people blush when they drink, but some people blush. This is because of different natural physiques. When doing the same thing, the body reacts differently.

　　The same is true of martial arts.

　　 That's why Hu Zhengan had this guess.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, Zheng Lao, the Huishan martial artist, is a real martial artist, and he is also famous in the outer city. His old man will never read it wrong." Zhou Jihan said lightly.

　　Although he is the youngest of the three, he is the strongest. In addition, the flying sword is stronger than the other martial arts schools, so he is naturally led.

　　 "Brother Hu is right, but I want to join the Jinwu Master, so I won't make such mistakes." Tongbeiquan He Hong said lightly.

　　 "Not bad,"

　　 The time has passed a little bit, and it seems that the scheduled start time will soon be reached.

　　 But Wei He still hasn't arrived, and there is no sign of coming.

　　 Zheng Fugui was anxious, and sent someone to visit Wei He's house. It was just that the person sent back soon. According to Wei He's second sister Wei Ying's answer, Wei He had secretly left the house a long time ago, and there was no one at home.

　　 "This bastard, how can he go out suddenly at a critical time?" Zheng Fugui couldn't sit still in the chair.