Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Before Ishida Shoroku and Iwasakigawa came to Beichen Hirakawa just to discuss dealing with Zhuo Yifan.I didn't expect that the opponent had already come to kill me before I made a move on my side!

"Someone actually knows me! Ishida Shoroku and Iwasaki Chuan are also here, right?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a sneer.

"Baga! Kill them, leave none behind!" The middle-aged man shouted coldly, gritting his teeth and ordered to everyone around him.

Immediately, more than [-] warriors pulled out the Japanese swords in their hands at the same time, fixed their eyes on Zhuo Yifan and the three of them, and slowly surrounded them.They all knew that the three in front of them were masters, so naturally they didn't dare to be negligent, and every step they took appeared to be cautious.

Zhuo Yifan really didn't have the time to waste time here with this bunch of rubbish.Although solving them is just a matter of little effort, letting Iwasakigawa and Ishida Shoroku run away is not worth the loss!

"They're leaving it to you!" Zhuo Yifan just ordered Chen Meili and Hou Qing lightly, and then the figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.

Those island warriors had never seen such unpredictable speed before.Even patience, which they are most proud of, is probably not as good as Zhuo Yifan's superb agility.The leader was still a Chunin, and even he didn't see clearly how Zhuo Yifan disappeared from his eyes, and he was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

Chen Meili and Hou Qing won't give them feedback, they will kill you while you are sick.When the warriors came back to their senses, Chen Meili and Hou Qing had already approached.At this time, it is obviously impossible to intercept Zhuo Yifan.They couldn't even capture the trajectory of Zhuo Yifan's actions, so how could they intercept him?

The two of them competed with twenty warriors in the front yard of the dojo.Although there are many opponents, the most powerful one is only a Chunin-level master.For the two innate late-stage masters, it is more than enough to deal with them, it just takes a lot of effort.

Besides, Zhuo Yifan, after leaving the front courtyard, directly entered the middle courtyard.In front of him is an old building with a wooden structure, and there are two practice rooms on the left and right.In the center of the three houses is a competition platform about one meter high. This dojo really looks like that!

With a faint sneer on Zhuo Yifan's face, he walked towards the dozen or so warriors rushing out of the middle building without haste.

Those warriors were self-aware, and they didn't intend to fight Zhuo Yifan in a hurry. They just held samurai swords in their hands and stared at Zhuo Yifan, forming a faint encirclement.

At this moment, at the opened door, a middle-aged man with braids on the back of his head, wearing a black samurai uniform, slowly walked out of the house.Holding a long knife in his left hand, he stared straight at Zhuo Yifan with his eyes wide open, speechless for a while.

"Junin-level master! Breaking through soon... This is interesting! Could this guy be Beichen Pingchuan?" Zhuo Yifan muttered to himself, but he didn't pay attention to the situation in front of him at all.

"Zhuo Yifan, you dare to come here!" The man finally spoke, but there seemed to be anger in his words.Of course he was angry, how could the outside things be hidden from his eyes!When did my own Beichen Dojo suffer such a heavy loss?But he knew the gap between himself and Zhuo Yifan, so he didn't dare to do it easily.