"Master, you, I'm a little scared of you..."

Zhang Lingchuan felt a sense of grief when he saw him laughing like a fox who only did bad things.

Lu Fengyun pointed to the martial arts hall and said seriously: "Since you were admitted as a master, you have not been allowed to train alone. Today is the time to test you. When you go to work for the master, you will beat this powerful man down and complete the task I assigned."

Zhang Lingchuan nodded very simply without asking, "Yes, Master! The disciple will definitely complete the task!"

The master and apprentice were divided into two ways.

Because Zhou Ran and the others disrupted the situation, Lu Fengyun's trip was delayed. When he arrived at Kunlun Gate, the second dragon gate leap had been completed.

At this moment, the errand boy who leaped over the dragon gate was holding a disciple apprenticeship ceremony in the outer gate square.

"Ding! Target detected! Target analysis..."

【Name: Li Xingchen】

【Age: 15】

【Race: Human Race】

[Cultivation: The middle stage of the Spiritual Master (Note: Deep foundation, has reached the middle stage of the Spiritual Master)]

【Talent:Tianqie】

"The goal analysis has been completed and meets the system requirements, so you can consider accepting apprentices!"

System prompt sounds one after another.

Lu Fengyun looked up at the square and confirmed a boy.

The latter was tall and thin, standing slightly hunched over, with a pale complexion.

His listless look seemed out of place among the group of cheerful teenagers around him.

According to routine, the protagonist is always different from ordinary people. This young man is completely in line with the image of the protagonist's template, so Fengyun is so sure that he is the target disciple.

When Lu Fengyun saw the information analyzed by the system, he was still a little surprised.

What surprised him was not the age of a young man or the qualifications of a natural quality. After all, he could be recognized by the system as an apprentice, and his talent was a hard condition.

What surprised him was the cultivation level of the young Li Xingchen!

The latter had the same situation as Zhang Lingchuan!

According to normal circumstances, the age of fifteen must be at least the early stage of the spiritual master.

If Zhang Lingchuan had only had the late stage of Lingzhe cultivation before, it was because of the natural blood defect of the monster, but Li Xingchen was a human, and his strength would never be improved so slowly!

What’s even more strange is that the system’s notes: the foundation is deep and has reached the middle stage of the Spirit Lord!

The word "Zeng" means that before he was fifteen years old, his strength reached the Lingzun!

So now the problem is, something must have happened to Li Xingchen before that made his cultivation plummet.

Lu Fengyun frowned slightly, and at the same time he became more interested in this unusual boy.

He suddenly thought, according to the protagonist template, could Li Xingchen's strange situation be because of something hidden on his body?

For example, the mysterious grandparents and so on...

Perhaps Li Xingchen will have a soul body of an ancient boss, and the soul body needs to absorb his spiritual power to continue his life...

Lu Fengyun saw if Li Xingchen had rings, necklaces, etc. These things were the easiest to be targeted by the old man.

The boy had no rings or necklaces.

It's quite an opposite routine.

Lu Fengyun did not give up, and he used his perception to scan Li Xingchen. If the latter really had a soul body, there would definitely be no escape under his perception.

When the perception scanned Li Xingchen's wrist, an unusual fluctuation finally occurred!

Hold the grass! Hold the grass!

There won’t be a mysterious old man!

Lu Fengyun became excited in an instant.

"boom!"

A bold aura suddenly exploded in Fengyun's mind!

This is……

Spiritual power!

An extremely powerful spiritual power!

Lu Fengyun's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly put away his perception. He looked up and stared at Li Xingchen's wrist!

That bold spiritual power was emitted from it!

The boy in the square in the distance was unaware of this. He hurried at the end, with a cold face and did not talk to others. He was as cold as an iceberg.

Such powerful mental power with intimidation and shock is absolutely impossible for a young man to possess.

There is only one possibility-

There is really an old man hiding in Li Xingchen!

Bihaijing. Martial Arts Hall.

"I declare the winner: It's quite shocking!"

On the high platform of the competition, the referee held up the arm of a strongman with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

"I really deserve to be a man bull. This is the tenth victory today!"

"You keep betting him, you must have made a fortune!"

"Who told you not to support Man Zhen, I insisted on putting all my wealth on a waste from a capital city. I can't even cry now!"

...

There was a riot in the audience, and the audience won the bet and smiled, while the bet was losing the bet and cursed.

"At the beginning of the next game, is there anyone going to challenge our No. 1 strongman in Bihaijing? "

The referee looked at the crowd below.

No one answered.

Man Zhen hugged his arms with his hands and said disdainfully: "If no one challenges today, just close the door! Bihaijing is a huge city, and there is no one to fight, and it is all waste!"

His insulting words aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone in the audience, but no one dared to come out to challenge them.

"No one stood up, it seems that our bid was low." The referee was also the boss of the martial arts school. "Is there anyone else to challenge? We will add another 10,000 taels of silver. Whoever dares to come on stage can get 20,000 silver bills if we win!"

There was a silence in the audience.

The temptation of money is indeed great, but most of the people watching the game are gamblers. They just want to win money. If they want to fight, they are afraid that they will not be able to hold on for a round.

The boss also made a fortune by making money by Mon Zhen. If no one comes to challenge him, he will not be able to make huge profits from the gambling money, so he is naturally too anxious.

Seeing that no one came up with 20,000 gold coins, the boss said anxiously: "It's increased to 30,000 now!"

"forty thousand!"

"fifty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand! Whoever challenges you can win 60,000 silver bills!"

The boss has made a lot of effort.

Some people began to be moved in the martial arts hall, but they finally became timid when they saw Man Zhen as strong as an iron tower.

"Since there is no one, I'll do it!"

A green shadow flew onto the stage.

It was Zhang Lingchuan.

Man Zhen looked at the former's thin body and childish face, and clearly showed a hint of contempt: "Doll with unblemished breasts, go home and have breastfeed!"

Zhang Lingchuan sneered: "Don't look down on others?"

Man Zhen held two dark arms and said contemptuously: "You are just your small body, I'm afraid I'll be paralyzed if I move. If I bully the child, I won the victory."

"Boss, I'll challenge you, should your strongman be challenged?"

Zhang Lingchuan thought about completing the task assigned by Lu Fengyun. Seeing that Man Zhen looked as if he looked down upon others, he held back the fire and asked the boss.

The boss said: "Then the 11th round challenge begins! Everyone, you can place bets!"

"That's all right, it must be quite shocking!"

"A little brat dares to challenge the strong man. Who gives him the courage?"

"There may be something unexpected about this kid who dares to challenge him, but to be safe, he still has to be quite shocked."

Almost 90% of the audience were betting on the market, and some of the remaining 10% insisted on doing the opposite, while others gave up on themselves and wanted to turn the tables through bets.
Chapter completed!