Chapter 603： Artisan

"Old Zhou is very careful!" Seeing this scene, Cao Feiyu and others all secretly said badly, looking worried about Zhou Ran.

No one thought that Zhang Xingyong would have shot Zhou Ran for such a trivial matter. As a master of Jiu Pin, Zhou Ran was only a freshman. Under one blow, Zhou Ran would be at least seriously injured.

Fan Yiwen sneered. Before that, he had to admit that Zhou Ran's talent was amazing, but looking at Master's meaning, it seemed that he wanted to break Zhou Ran's heart through this move.

Once the Dao Xin is broken, it will be difficult for Zhou Ran to achieve anything in his cultivation.

Compared with the humiliation he was rejected by the public, Zhang Xingyong's move undoubtedly gave him a bad breath.

Wang Yan did not expect that Zhang Xingyong would completely ignore the identity of Grand Master Jiupin and shot at a freshman. When he reacted, it was too late, and he could only watch the energy cut to Zhou Ran .

"Uncle!" Yi Aotong whispered, his face full of worry.

She was angry and scolded in her heart. Grand Master Jiudin Jiu shot at a freshman. Isn't it afraid that others will laugh at it?

Zhang Xingyong's expression is cold. Compared with being ridiculed by others, he wants to kill this potential threat in the cradle.

"Kneel me down!" Seeing that energy had reached Zhou Ran, Zhang Xing could not help but yell again.

At this moment, a powerful breath that shook everyone's soul enveloped the entire auditorium.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of real Yuan Pian turned into a streamer and ran towards Zhou Ran. Just before that energy was about to hit Zhou Ran, Zhen Yuan Pian blinked and scattered that energy in the air.

"Is this?" Feeling the vast atmosphere like entering the mountains and seas, many teachers and students in the auditorium were all shocked.

Zhang Xingyong couldn't help but show his dignity. The powerful breath just now was undoubtedly unique to the innate monks.

He looked up and saw a figure flying slowly in the direction of the door.

"Innate monk!"

Seeing this, all the students in the auditorium stared at the figure with wide eyes.

Prior to this, the strongest in the auditorium was Principal Wang Yan and Master Zhang Xingyong, but both of them were only Grand Master Jiupin. Although Zhang Xingyong's identification of masters with treasures was not much weaker than innate monks, but all Everyone understands that these are nothing but hypocrisy. They are not innate, and it is never a joke for ants.

"Who is this person?"

"Hang hair, so handsome!"

"And he shouldn't seem to be over thirty years old, such a young congenital, it should be reasonable to be famous, why haven't I heard of it before?"

Many students talked in a low voice excitedly.

Faced with innate monks, they were instinctively awesome, but not afraid.

This is Yu'an Shuxing University. Even if you are a congenital monk, if you dare to mess up here, you will be chased and killed by Tianluodiwang.com.

Seeing him float on the stage, Wang Yan hurriedly looked at the Cangfa innate monk respectfully, "Wang Yan, the principal of Xiayu'an Cultivation University, did not know what happened to the seniors here?"

After all, he is the principal. Even if there is a heavenly net to be a backer, you need to be cautious. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you may be afraid of it.

Didn't wait for the Cangfa young man to answer, Zhang Xingyong on the side looked excitedly: "Tuer meets Master!"

For a moment, whether it was President Wang Yan or many teachers and students in the auditorium, he was stunned.

Zhang Xingyong has spoken in public on many occasions about what he was directed by the **** of craftsman Mu Yu, and because of his apprentices, it is for this reason that he can have a position no worse than that of the innate monk with the strength of the Grand Master Jipin.

Zhang Xingyong called the master of the young Cangfa young man, that is to say, the young young man Cangfa was the legendary **** of craftsman Mu Yu!

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Thinking about this, many students in the auditorium are dull.

It is said that the whereabouts of the craftsman Mu Yu are mysterious, and even many innate monks could not find his whereabouts, but today, they even saw them.

The one in front of him, but the existence of the spirit weapon can be refined, this is the real legend!

Before this, they all thought that Mu Yu would be a twilight old man, and the young man in front of him obviously subverted everyone's imagination.

"It turned out to be a teacher!" Fan Yiwen looked very excited.

He had heard countless legends about the teacher in Master Zhang Xingyong's mouth, and it was only today that he had the honour to see a real person.

The master was already a congenital monk a few years ago, and I am afraid no one knows what level of strength he has achieved, but the fact that he can refine congenital spiritual weapons alone is enough to show that even among many innate monks, the master is extremely powerful. The presence.

For a moment, Fan Yiwen was filled with confidence.

There is a teacher, what genius and what school flowers are not worth mentioning at all.

"This turtle son turned out to be Mu Yu's apprentice!" Cao Feiyu scowled, his face full of worry.

"Boss Zhou really got into trouble this time." Zhang Xuezhi looked bitter.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Xingyong asked Mu Yu with a flattering smile.

Previously, he said that he was a disciple of the craftsman Mu Yu, and many people still didn't believe it. But with today's events, it won't take long before the fact that he is a disciple of Mu Yu will spread throughout the entire country of China. improve.

But what makes Zhang Xingyong somewhat puzzled is that Master has always been cold, how come he suddenly came to find himself?

"Master?" Mu Yu sneered when he heard what Zhang Xingyong said.

Zhang Xingyong looked stunned, and looked at Mu Yu on his knees in anxiety: "Master, if there is something wrong with the disciple, please ask Master to come down."

He can have today, all relying on the words "disciple of Muyu, a **** of craftsmanship", otherwise the grand master of the entire Nine Grades of China will be gone, and several of them can have his current reputation and status.

Because he knew this very well, Zhang Xingyong had voluntarily admitted his mistake even before Mu Yu was asked to blame.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the auditorium did not make fun of Zhang Xingyong. In front of the legendary monk Mu Yu, he took the initiative to admit his mistakes and was not embarrassed.

"Zhang Xingyong, I just pointed out two of you on a whim, but you always mentioned me as your master! When did I say I would be your master?" Mu Yu snorted.

Zhang Xingyong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly froze.

He just remembered that Mu Yu had never said to be his master.

Mu Yu has the kindness of pointing to him. This thing is a fact. When he spoke to the outside world, these kind of pointing kind of grace gradually became the feeling of master and disciple with the passage of time, but in fact, Mu Yu never said Take him as a disciple.

Thinking about this, Zhang Xingyong looked at Mu Yu with respect: "Although the senior did not accept me as a disciple, in my heart, the senior has long been regarded as a teacher."

Wen Yan said, a sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Yu's mouth: "You garbage like you also want to worship Mu Yu as a teacher, are you worthy?"