Omnipresent God of War: Seventy-five Gathering Up

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

　　 In the scorching sun at noon.

　　 He was sitting in a landscape pavilion on the corner of the street, holding a big dustpan in his hand, and putting a lot of water weeds in it.

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

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

　　 At this time, he was dressed in thick 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 he stayed for a long time, Yuan Zhouchi also slowly saw him and looked at him carefully.

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

　　 He wanted to leave something for the teacher in the past, but he thought of Yuan Zhouchi's need for face and a staid old face, and then look at his exactly the 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 hurried towards Ishibashicho.

　　 When they got home, Wei Ying was also drying the dried vegetables pickled at home. There was a strong smell of pickled vegetables in the yard.

　　Wei He said hello before and is about to leave the city soon, so Wei Ying has 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 it is very close to the boxing school. Even if someone is looking for you, you should 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 pocket with one hand, and with the blood in the other hand, gently stretched out a finger and pushed open the door.

　　 squeak...

　　 The wooden door opened slowly, making a sound.

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

　　The figure of this person is thin, and the exposed part of his hands has blue veins floating on the surface, and his five fingers are 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 in front of my 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 he has no temper? Entering the room rashly, 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 he would attract prying and temptation after he exploded in strength, he didn't expect the temptation to come so quickly.

　　 The two of them ran one after another 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 slowly turned around, revealing a face wearing a white mask.

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

　　 "I heard good news from the back to the Shan Boxing Academy this morning. Another young talent broke through the shackles and entered the path of cultivation. I am very relieved. I came to see you and I hope to forgive me." The voice of the figure is hoarse, it seems to be A deliberately changed vocal voice.

　　 This person's height is the same as Wei He's. When the wind blows under the wide 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 is awe-inspiring, and the opponent has always maintained the same speed as him. This situation does not mean that he is as fast as himself, but that the opponent is faster than himself.

　　He is accommodating and waiting for himself!

　　 "Who is your Excellency?" he said coldly. "I didn't enter the front door, but I crossed the wall and broke 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 replied.

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

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

　　"In three years from an ordinary person, stepping into the blood three times, your talent is really amazing. It is a pity that you have not been able to worship a famous teacher. I wonder if you have heard of..."

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　　 back to Shanquan Academy.

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

　　There are too many people, and the old Zheng of Huishan 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.

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

　　 Zheng Fugui Da Ma 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.

　　"Higashiyama Town Bat Fist!"

　　The disciple who sang loudly shouted, to remind the people behind what the identity of the visitor, so as to facilitate the welcome.

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

　　"Hongshicho Xiangzhu fist is here!"

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

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

　　"Jiujieding Leopard Punch is here!"

　　"Here's the Iron Shaft in Lieshan Town!"

　　"Hakubacho has a punch!"

　　"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 face 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, and he has been trained 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 masters of the 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. How can they come out to watch a younger generation who has only 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 hint of glamour.

　　 Although the Huishan boxing 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 them 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 him.

　　 So he is 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 go. 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's eyes swept 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 forces.

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

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

　　 Leopard Fist, Iron Sha Fist, Tongbei Fist, all three are faintly headed by a team of Fei Xiong Dao.

　　 And the person who came to Fei Xiong Dao on this trip was not someone else, it was 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 haughty 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 of them 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 will break through Shanquan this time?" Hu Zhengan of Leopard Quan has a small moustache and is tall and strong~IndoMTL.com~ His arms are sturdy and powerful, 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 expectation before he came quickly disappeared.

　　 "On these levels, can someone break through? Did they make a mistake? Regarding 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. When practicing martial arts, there will be some phenomena that are different from ordinary people.

　　 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, his strength is the strongest. In addition, the flying sword is stronger than the other martial arts schools, so naturally he is the leader.

　　 "Brother Hu is right, but I want to be a master of strength, so I won't make such mistakes." Tongbeiquan He Hong said lightly, "Wait and see. There will be occasional pearls in the sand, no Urgent."

　　 "Not bad,"

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

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

　　 Zheng Fugui was anxious, and sent someone to visit Wei He's house. It was just that the people sent came 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 could he go out suddenly at a critical time?" Zheng Fugui couldn't sit still in the chair.