Chapter 749

If Mr. Shuiyue doesn't recognize Zhang Haoran, he is definitely not the last one. At most, he followed Tianquan old man to practice for a few days. He may even be the kind of shameless person who calls himself a disciple after getting some advice!

"Ha ha ha, I thought it was too much. It turned out that I was just a registered disciple. Such an identity means to make friends with Mr. Shuiyue."

"I put gold on my face. He thinks he has a big face."

"If you want to lose face and hide in Xinghua country, you can't find anyone in Xinghua country. How can you send out all these goods?"

"Shame, it's absolutely the biggest shame in the history of the ten party grand ceremony to have such people participate in it."

The sound of sarcasm, the laughter, drowned like the tide. Zhang Haoran's face turned red with shame. He really wanted to find a hole to drill down.

Gu Fenghua and others were also unable to laugh or cry. Zhang Haoran took the initiative to salute Mr. Shuiyue. They could guess what the idea was. However, they did not expect that Mr. Shuiyue was so straightforward and had no worldly experience at all. In a few words, he was thrown into the abyss. It is estimated that this is also a disgrace that he can't wash away in his whole life.

"What are you doing now?" Qiu Mingxuan roared angrily.

Zhang Haoran himself wants to install x even if, what does he do? Doesn't that make him lose face? In fact, they have been learning arts with Tianquan for several months. They just came to Tianquan when they met Mr. Shuiyue, so he was not impressed at all.

But these things they know, others don't know. In other people's eyes, they are obviously those shameless people who call themselves registered disciples after a few words of advice and put money on their faces.

This face is too big. Only by making a quick decision and winning one victory after another can we wash away the shame on them.

"I, Zhang Haoran, challenge you Zhang Haoran also thought of this, and immediately pulled out his sword and made a standard ceremony of holy teacher.

The sword twinkled, and eight blue pearls twinkled on his forehead.

The sense of shame that pierces the heart presses the bottom of the heart, strong self-confidence emerges on his face. As long as there is no big accident, he will win the duel!

"Zhang Haoran, right? I've heard of you. Go down. You're not my opponent." Seeing the eight pearls on Zhang Haoran's forehead, Chen Xinzhong was calm.

"Bravado, do you think I don't know your accomplishments? It's just the seventh grade of Dharma saint. How dare I be so shameless and pretend that x is struck by thunder? Haven't you heard of it?" Zhang Haoran said with disdain.

"I've not only heard of it, but I've just seen it. The disciple of Tianquan old man, it's too bad, it's too bad. " Chen Xinzhong said with a loud smile.

Under the stage, there was a roar of laughter again. It's a good thing to say that he was attacked by pretending to be X. why did he forget that he was the one who was insulting himself instead of pretending to be x just now?

"To die!" One accidentally poked his pain, Zhang Haoran angry, a sword cut out.

The sword is flying like a rainbow running through the sun, but there is a feeling that the Epee has no edge. Although it seems simple, there are countless changes in it.