Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 11: Old deceased person

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Chapter Eleven Past Old Friends

"Yang Chen, I didn't expect you to actually become a fifth-level martial artist. I was wrong before. I apologize to you." Ling Yuyao sat in the position with embarrassment on her small face and said apologetically.

"It's okay." Yang Chen replied lightly.

Ling Yuyao's small mouth shrank, her eyes fluttering.

The more Yang Chen is like this, the more she feels that Yang Chen is angry, so she deliberately put on a cold look, ignored herself, secretly sulking.

But she really misunderstood.

Yang Chen is now thinking about cultivation.

[Shen Luo Wanxiang] Although it can greatly improve the efficiency of cultivation, there is a drawback, that is, only when one level is broken, will the ghost be derived.

One way to martial arts.

Before there are martial artists of level one to nine, and then martial arts masters, great martial arts masters, and martial arts masters...

In other words, only when Yang Chen breaks through the martial artist, can he have a second phantom.

For Yang Chen, this is too slow.

"It seems that external forces are still needed." Yang Chen murmured, thinking.

A hand stretched out suddenly...

Shook in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Yang Chen turned his head, looked at Ling Yuyao, and smiled.

"I'm talking to you!" Ling Yuyao pursed her mouth, and said dissatisfied: "Why are you in a daze? Isn't it because I didn't believe you? As for me, just ignore me?"

Yang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"No, I'm thinking about things." Yang Chen said: "I'm really not angry, just tell me something."

"I said I would invite you to dinner." Ling Yuyao said: "Tomorrow is my birthday, will you come over for a meal? I will apologize to you, OK?"

"Tomorrow?" Yang Chen was taken aback: "When is tomorrow?"

"Let’s see you at noon tomorrow, how about it?" Ling Yuyao said: "It happens to be Saturday tomorrow. Anyway, school is off. It’s boring to stay at home, so why don’t you come out and play together."

"Yes." Yang Chen nodded.

After rebirth, he hasn't seen the world well.

Just take this opportunity to see what the Canglan Continent has become in these 80,000 years.

"Okay, then you can't lie to people, it's a puppy!" Ling Yuyao said happily.

Yang Chen shook his head, not crying or laughing.

He suddenly felt that at this moment he seemed to be a lot easier.

"Occasionally gathering with young people may have a different mood." Yang Chen thought.

Soon, one day passed.

The students left school in twos and threes...

The look is happy, because...

Tomorrow is the weekend.

Yang Chen didn't return to Li's house immediately, but went another way.

He is going to meet an old friend.

……

The Imperial Warrior Association, here is the headquarters of the Warrior Association.

Yang Chen stopped and stood.

Looking at the familiar words, there was a look of recollection in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, this guy took a joke at the beginning, and has persisted for so long?" Yang Chen murmured.

The Warrior Association is a behemoth spread across the entire continent.

As long as you are a warrior, you can join it. Here, the warrior has supreme power.

But not everyone can join, because everyone who can join is a unique genius.

In other words, the Warrior Association is also a gathering place for a group of geniuses.

However, what everyone can't think of is why the headquarters of the Warrior Association was established in the Qingfeng Empire?

The territory of Canglan Continent is endless, with many empires, Qingfeng Empire can only be regarded as a small country.

But a giant like the Warrior Association has built its headquarters in such a place. It must be said that it is intriguing.

"Stop, who are you?"

"This is the Martial Arts Association, and no one can approach it!"

The two guards said fiercely, their strength has reached the ninth-level martial artist.

This person who can also be regarded as a master in the Qingfeng Empire was actually thrown out to see the door?

Yang Chen stepped forward and said lightly: "The current president of the association is called Wu Shanhe?"

"Wu Shanhe?" The guard was taken aback, and then he was full of anger, and said: "Who are you? The name of our president is also something you can confess?"

Yang Chen smiled and said: "I have something to see your chairman, please let me go in and report."

"You?" The guard seemed to have heard something interesting, he laughed and said: "Who do you think you are? Our president has everything to do, even if the Holy Spirit comes, we have to wait here!"

"That's right." Another guard said: "These days there are really all kinds of cats and dogs, and I want to see our president. I don't know if the hairs are all the same?"

Yang Chen didn't get angry, and said lightly: "I will give you three more minutes to go in and report to the chairman, otherwise, you will be at your own risk!"

"What did you say?" The guard's complexion changed, and he was furious. He slammed his fist towards Yang Chen's door.

"Go away." Yang Chen looked at him and spit out a word coldly.

The guard's complexion changed, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a beast. The whole body was instantly cold, and the fist that was thrown out was also in the air.

The same goes for the other guard.

The two of them were stiff, and they shook slightly.

"What's the matter with this guy?"

"What a terrible look..."

The same question appeared in their hearts at the same time.

Yang Chen ignored them, and directly crossed the threshold and walked towards the Martial Artist Association.

After a while, the two guards reacted and said loudly: "Come on, come on! Someone has broken through the gate of the association!"

Wow...

The guards of the blockbuster rushed out of the Wuzhe Association, and immediately surrounded Yang Chen.

A total of twenty or thirty people are all nine-level martial artists.

He stared at Yang Chen in the middle.

"Boy, are you so brave? Even the Martial Arts Association dare to break through? I think you are tired of life and crooked!" A leader came out and said fiercely.

"I just want to see Wu Shanhe." Yang Chen said lightly.

"Wu Shanhe?" The man murmured, and he quickly realized, isn't this the name of the president?

"Shut up! The name of our president is something you can call directly? Come here, drag this kid down for me, and hit a hundred sticks first!" said the man fiercely.

To dare to call the chairman's name directly in the Martial Arts Association, this kid is really bored.

"Yes!" As soon as the voice fell, five or six guards walked out immediately.

Only Yang Chen will be taken down...

"What is so noisy?" An old voice suddenly sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared in the deepest attic.

This person is 60 or 70 years old, with gray hair and ravines on his face. But the pair of eyes was full of spirits, and there was no trace of oldness.

"President!"

Seeing the old man, the surrounding guards immediately exclaimed.

"The subordinates neglected their duties and disturbed the president. Damn it!" The leader walked up to Wu Shanhe, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully.

Wu Shanhe glanced at Yang Chen in the crowd, and said lightly: "What's the matter? Why is such a big movement?"

"Guide President, this kid didn’t know where he came from. He threatened to see you and was stopped by our guards! But who knows, this kid rushed in directly... But the president please Don't worry, the subordinate will kick him out!" The man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wu Shanhe glanced at Yang Chen.

There is no wave of expression in his eyes.

He was just about to speak...

Yang Chen sighed faintly, and said, "Little nose, after so many years, you really have changed a lot."

Boom!

Hearing this, Wu Shanhe was shocked, with an incredible expression on his face.

There were tears in those old eyes.

The body trembled slightly.

"You...is you?" Two lines of tears slid down Wu Shanhe's face.

"Go in and talk." Yang Chen spit out four words, containing endless majesty.

Hearing this, the guard was immediately dissatisfied, pointing at Yang Chen, and said angrily: "Who do you think you are? Dare to talk to our president in this tone?"

"Yes." The other guards also laughed.

As members of the Wuzhe Association, they naturally know Wu Shanhe's temper. People who dared to speak to him in this tone would have long since existed in this world, right?

However, just when they thought Wu Shanhe would be furious...

"Shut up!" Wu Shanhe suddenly roared.

That face is terrible.

The guard was taken aback and tremblingly said: "President, you... why are you scolding me?"

"If you dare to be disrespectful to this gentleman, I will drag you out and kill you!" Wu Shanhe looked at him and said coldly, "From today on, as long as this gentleman wants to enter the Wushu Association, then the association The door will always be open for him!"

"Do you understand?"

Wu Shanhe looked at him with a murderous look.

The space around is much colder.

"Yes...Yes!" The guard nodded quickly, not daring to hesitate.

The others were even more shocked, looking at Yang Chen blankly.

Who is this guy?

Can Wu Shanhe do this?

Could it be the child of which big power? However, no matter how powerful it is, is it possible that the title of President of the Warrior Association can still be great?

The same question appeared in everyone's mind.

And when they were puzzled, Yang Chen and Wu Shanhe had already walked into the attic.

……

Entering into the attic, it is a classical room.

The Huali marble case, antler incense burner, and a misty landscape painting.

The faint fragrance of sandalwood filled the room.

Yang Chen pulled a chair and sat down casually.

Wu Shanhe stood beside him, his expression cautious, like a child.

"Sit." Yang Chen smiled slightly.

"No, I dare not." Wu Shanhe shook his head and said cautiously.

Yang Chen shook his head and laughed.

"After so many years, you still have this character. Among the many children at the beginning, you are the most sensible and listen to me the most." Yang Chen looked at Wu Shanhe and suddenly sighed, "What a pity. ...Little nose, you are old too."

Wu Shanhe's body was shocked. These words seemed to be a fuse, causing Wu Shanhe's mood to collapse instantly, tears flowing in his eyes.

Knelt to the ground with a plop.

Howling and crying.

"Foster father, you are finally back!"

At this moment, Wu Shanhe cried like a child.