Chapter 125

The young man leaned on the wooden post, glanced at the figure closer and closer to the constant distance waterfall, and said frivolously in a theatrical tone: "it seems that there will be a good play here today."

The young man's brother nodded and added: "someone asks for trouble. If no one teaches him a lesson, I'm afraid some people will be ignorant of heaven and earth and lawlessness."

After listening to the words of the brothers and sisters, the young girl directly threw the black-and-white son on the chessboard. It seems that they are not ready to continue this game.

Then they stood up and walked towards the railing of the waterside pavilion.

When the two brothers saw them, they also came over. The young man smiled and looked at the two people: "what? Has your chess game been divided? Who will lose and who will win this time?"

The younger brother then joked, "it is said that nine of your ten chess games are draws. This time, won't it be a draw again?"

The brother and sister came to the railing and stared at Zhang Heng's figure.

After listening to the two brothers' questions, the younger brother said, "although I have the upper hand this time, it's better to regard it as a draw. After all, playing chess is not fun."

With that, the young man took a deep look at the two brothers.

The girl's pleasant voice then remembered, "yes, it's better to watch the play."

The two brothers didn't know at all. The good play they wanted to see was not Zhang Heng, but both of them. They echoed: "let's watch it together."

"I'm afraid the natural selection building may not be able to see such a good play."

At this time, Zhang Heng had crossed the stepping stone in the pool and came directly in front of the waterfall.

His vitality came out of his body, forming a vitality mask, which enveloped his body. Countless drops of water came on his face like Qiongzhu broken jade, but he was blocked three inches outside his body by the vitality mask. He could not wet Zhang Heng's clothes and hair.

Under the waterfall, the outsiders who were practicing separately saw Zhang Heng coming, and there was no superfluous expression. The five people just took a faint look at Zhang Heng and ignored him. They were immersed in their unique learning and continued to practice as if there were no one else.

Zhang Heng looked around and saw that there were only six stone platforms under the waterfall. Each stone platform could just accommodate one person to practice unique skills on it without worrying about affecting others.

Now, five of the stone terraces have been occupied. Zhang Heng naturally can't grab other people's positions, so he walked towards the stone terrace in the middle of that brother without hesitation.

On the stone platform, no one occupied it. Zhang Heng thought that he just used the stone platform to practice, so he walked towards the stone platform without hesitation.

But Zhang hengcai took a step towards the stone platform and saw a young man on a nearby stone platform suddenly say, "are you a new junior brother? Does this junior brother want to learn unique skills?"

"I've used the stone platform here for you. You'd better not go over the stone platform over there."

Zhang Heng found that he was talking to a white and thin young man. Depending on his age, he should be one year older than himself. At this time, the other party was also watching Zhang Heng curiously. It seemed that he was curious about Zhang Heng, a worker disciple, and what unique skills he would come here to practice at this time.

Zhang hengting realized that the other party's Hua didn't mean any harm, so he smiled and said, "when is it now? You shouldn't have been here for a long time? Why don't you practice? Unique learning and practice are like sailing against the current. The most important thing is perseverance. Senior brother, I'm afraid it won't work well if you expose ten colds like this."

The other party was not angry after listening to Zhang Heng's ridicule, but then said, "my talent is limited, and it's nothing to practice for you."

Zhang Heng immediately said, "then why? There is an empty stone platform here. I have this stone platform to practice."

But as soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, he heard a cold hum of disdain on a nearby stone platform, and then said, "that stone platform has a master. If you're smart, you'd better not go there. Otherwise, don't blame no one for reminding you."

Zhang Heng listened to the other party's tone a little worse, but the meaning in his words was still like a white faced boy, reminding himself not to go to the empty stone platform over there, so as not to offend others.

Zhang Heng listened to a faint smile and continued to say, "this practice stone platform is originally the property of the college. Where does it have a master? Did the dean of the college give the stone platform to someone? If not, since the stone platform is empty, naturally anyone can climb it to practice."

Then Zhang Heng nodded to the cold humming young man and continued to walk forward.

The white faced boy and the cold faced young man saw Zhang Heng and insisted on going. They couldn't help but sigh together.

At this time, Zhang Heng has stood in front of the stone platform. As long as he jumps gently, he can step on the stone platform in the middle.

But just then, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed. On the originally empty stone platform, there was suddenly another person. This person was standing on the edge of the stone platform, condescending and overlooking Zhang Heng under the stone platform.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes. In his eyes, a deep and dangerous light was brewing, and he stared

Looking at the person in front of him, he said unhappily, "are you here to persuade me not to climb the stone platform?"

"Your repeated persuasion makes me more and more want to see the so-called master of the stone platform. Who is sacred?"

The man in front of Zhang Heng is a 17-18-year-old young man with white skin and sharp eyebrows. The eyes under his eyebrows shine more sharply at this time. What he is wearing is just a Dharma coat for external disciples. However, this young man, with his hands behind his back, looks at Zhang Heng in front of him domineering, Looking at his arrogant appearance, it seems that he is not only an external disciple of Anxi brave college, but an elder or dean of the college.

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, the young man couldn't help laughing coldly: "I advise you? Do you deserve it? A lowest factotum disciple? What qualifications do you have to appear here? This is the practice place of external disciples. Listen to me. Go away now. If you don't listen to me, I'll beat you until you listen."

Zhang Heng was puzzled when he heard this: "is this where the disciples of the outer gate practice? It's clearly at the junction of the outer gate and the practice area of the factotum disciples!"

"Why has it become the practice area of external disciples?"

"Since it is the area of external disciples, why are there internal disciples here? Since door disciples can come here, why can't I come?"

"What's more, in the practice notes of the sect, many previous senior brothers and sisters also recorded their experience of practicing under this waterfall when they were factotum disciples. Are they also lying?"

The factotum disciples the young man saw before were all afraid of hands and feet. As long as he pretended to be fierce, he immediately bullied each other. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him seemed to despise him, which made him a little unhappy.

The young man frowned impatiently and looked at the ordinary young man in front of him. He couldn't see anything different from each other.

He thought it over carefully in his heart. Among the freshmen enrolled this year, he went through all the brave family leaders, relatives and friends taught by the college elders, and the blood of his nephew. Finally, he determined that Zhang Heng's face was not among those people, and the young man finally breathed a sigh of anger.

Then he condescended and sneered at Zhang Heng years ago and said to himself, "I was almost frightened by you because of your great momentum!"

In a word, before Zhang Heng could answer, he had made a sudden move.

The young man's right hand suddenly grasped him and hung him on the handle of the long knife at his waist.

Hanging on his waist is a yellow yuan soldier long knife, which is highly decorated.

Thirteen rubies the size of red dates and eight pearls the size of longan are embedded in the scabbard.

With a clank, the golden light of the knife flashed. The gorgeous long knife in the young man's hand had suddenly come out of the scabbard, and then his right hand suddenly waved from a high position and cut it down. The golden light of the knife was like practice. It cut the air and cut Zhang Heng's right shoulder directly.

In fact, he really wanted to cut off one of Zhang Heng's right arms.

In the college, he can't fight with life and death, so he doesn't dare to kill Zhang Heng easily. However, there are only three days left before the freshman trial. The other party directly cuts off one of Zhang Heng's right arms. Even if Zhang Heng immediately continues the cut off right arm, it is impossible to fight with life and death in the next freshman trial, and it is impossible to get a good ranking.

Without a good ranking, Zhang Heng had to waste at least a year as a factotum disciple.

For the brave, an inch of time is an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time. If a young man is so targeted at another freshman, he is likely to destroy the other party's whole brave career, so that the other party will never recover and sink forever.

In the waterside pavilion not far away, the young man leaned against the wooden column and looked at the scene under the waterfall. The expression on his face showed ridicule. Looking at Zhang Heng under the stage, he said in a joking tone: "There are indeed many people in the world who don't know heaven and earth. I'm afraid the worker named Zhang Heng doesn't know. The young man in front of him can't offend him. The young man is the right arm of senior brother Hou."

"Elder martial brother Hou is a rising star just promoted to the outside disciples last year and favored by many teachers. Within three years, he is enough to become an inner disciple. Zhang Heng is looking for death if he offends elder martial brother Hou and the young people."

The younger brother around the young man listened to him and immediately echoed: "in this world, only the weak like to reason with people. Zhang Heng doesn't understand that in this brave world, the biggest truth is strength, strong strength, crushing the majority, and absolute strength is absolutely correct."