Doomsday Master

The gate of Guwu Academy is already blocked.

"Go, go, or you won't be able to catch up. The first freshman to enroll this year is Master Yan's only grandson. The opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you will regret it for a lifetime." Several students in Guwu Academy uniforms hurried to the school gate. . Flying vehicles are not allowed in the school, and you can only rely on yourself where you want to go. Their dormitory is a bit far from the school gate, so a little delay won't work.

"Ouch." One of the students who hurried on the road accidentally ran into the person who came across, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The student hurriedly helped him up, and by the way, he looked at the badge on his chest. He turned out to be a schoolboy.

"This schoolboy, sorry, did I hurt you."

"fine."

When the schoolboy stood up slowly, the next few schoolboys couldn't help but stunned for a while.

This looks familiar.

By the way, in the college exams in the past few years, someone succeeded in breaking the siege with a written test of nearly full marks, but when it was the turn of the actual competition, he only got a passing score, which made everyone in the college a little bit sigh. It seems, it seems that this person is here.

"Several seniors are in such a hurry, where are they going?" The senior said with a smile.

"Today is the day when Master Yan brought his grandson to school. We are going to watch the grandmaster's demeanor!" You know, although Yan Zhi is the nominal principal of their Guwu Academy, the Guwu Academy is continuously subdivided into various departments. Almost every department has its own professors, and the president does not appear at all on weekdays. It's okay to look at it more, maybe you can break through when you go back.

"No wonder." The younger brother smiled heartily, "Don't worry, senior, I don't have anything to do, so please go quickly."

"Well, brother, if you have anything to do, come to the third grade to find me." After hearing his words, a few people were afraid that it would be too late, so they waved their hands and hurried forward.

The man stood in place, although he was a little curious, but after all, he did not go forward. He didn't know if someone at the Grand Master level would see that something was wrong. When he came here, he didn't have any internal strength. Even if he cultivates now, it is far lower than the average level. It was pure coincidence that he came to this world. He was seriously injured and dying in the last world. Fortunately, he got an item that didn't know what it was for. When he recovered, he was already a student of Guwu Academy.

Fortunately, the Guwu internal strength taught in this academy is very helpful for the recovery of the body. At this time, it is better to be low-key or low-key.

When Yan Chengjiu and Yan Zhiyi walked out side by side, the outside media was also surprised to find that their equipment was usable again, and they didn't care about it at the moment, so they rushed forward in an attempt to obtain first-hand information.

But the lethality of Yan Zhiyi was too powerful, and they did not dare to ask his grandson rashly, so they had to direct the topic to Yan Zhiyi.

"Master Yan, are you proud that your grandson enrolled in the first place?"

"Except for the Guwu Academy, several galaxy academies have issued admission notices to your grandson. Have you ever thought of sending him out?"

"Master Yan..."

Yan Zhiyi got used to these media questions. There were also several media interviews that were quite acrimonious. Every question was directed to his dead daughter. An angry Yan Zhiyi immediately beat those people to death [the kind that the machine can’t detect], and then these The reporter is much more restrained. As long as the topic does not lead to personal privacy, Yan Zhiyi is still very cooperative in other aspects.

"For these questions, wait for the young people to answer you. Chengjiu, come here." Yan Zhiyi pulled Yan Chengjiu to the front, "You answer yourself."

In the past, Yan Chengjiu could only deal with these reporters by pretending to be paralyzed, and he seemed to have very few words. But today's Yan Chengjiu has never seen a big battle, how can he be afraid of these reporters?

"I love martial arts, and martial arts is profound and profound. Even my grandfather dare not say that he has spied the ultimate of martial arts. I hope I can fight for this in my life." Yan Chengjiu replied calmly, "Of course, I am also very grateful to other schools for their importance to me, and I hope I can go there to study there in the future. Martial arts is not the head of a family, and we need to continue to integrate new things to better pass it on..."

Yan Zhiyi didn't say a word beside him, just looking at his grandson's eyes full of relief.

Chengjiu is really grown up.

Although I don't know what happened to him, facing Yan Chengjiu's current growth, Yan Zhiyi couldn't say that he was unhappy without his conscience.

He never raises children.

Even the kindness to Yan Chengjiu now has been gradually improved over the years. When he was a child, he held a little Yan Chengjiu and didn't even make him cry. Even if it was his own daughter, he only thought that he would give her everything she wanted, and just talk to her well, and that's how she developed her innocent character. It's a pity that she is naive, she can always protect her, but it is a pity that the man she loves is also naive...

Well, now that he has such an ability, he should be happy.

"Sorry, although I really hope to continue talking with you, grandpa and I still have some things to go to Guwu Academy." Yan Chengjiu said with a smile, "When it comes to specifics, let me keep it secret."

The Guwu Academy was founded by Yan Zhi, and Yan Chengjiu also devoted a lot of effort to it, and didn't want it to suffer any harm at all. But he really can't enroll in such a tight time.

Fortunately, there is a good rule in Guwu Academy.

As long as you defeat the three teachers in the Guwu Academy, you can enter the Guwu School to start teaching and enjoy generous treatment.

Originally, this rule was created by Yan Zhiyi in order to attract those powerful figures with family inheritance of martial arts.

After Yan Zhiyi discovered the ancient martial arts secrets, later many families also owned the dilapidated copies, and almost all had their own secret skills. But those families didn't have such a mindset that Yan Zhi took out everything in an upright manner. In other words, they didn't believe that Yan Zhiyi would really teach all the secret skills.

Yan Zhiyi hopes that the ancient martial arts can be passed down correctly. The martial arts school is about hurting people. He also passed a lot of powerful tricks to the students, so that these students can join the army and the police to protect the peace of the entire planet. But there are always some kung fu that draws on the internal strength of others, and that hurts others and disadvantages oneself cannot be passed on.

But those disciples under Grandpa's school, who hadn't been able to advance to the Grand Master for a long time, came up with these martial arts ideas.

Yan Chengjiu's gaze gradually became gloomy. If Yan Zhi hadn't yelled out in time for the unconcealed murderous intent on his body, Yan Chengjiu might really have trouble controlling himself.

"Chengjiu, what's the matter with you?" Yan Zhiyi was a little frightened, and the murderous aura and hatred exuding from Yan Chengjiu made him feel a little scared. He knows exactly what kind of person his grandson is. Even if someone else seriously hurts him, Yan Chengjiu will only want to fight back instead of exuding such a strong hatred.

"It's nothing." Yan Chengjiu smiled at Yan Zhiyi, "I...I am progressing a little bit faster in martial arts, and I feel a little irritable."

He just couldn't control himself for a while.

Yan Zhi silently patted his grandson on the shoulder, "Accepting the old, I will be your grandfather after all, and I will always stand behind you."

"If Grandpa can live forever, I won't do anything." Yan Chengjiu answered with a serious look at Yan Zhiyi.

It sounded like a joke, but in his heart Yan Zhiyi felt that the words had other meanings for no reason.

However, without waiting for him to think about it, Guwu Academy has arrived.

Also, in terms of their light work, the distance from home to Guwu Academy is not that far, and the reporters drove the aircraft a few steps behind them.

"It's Master Yan!"

"Master Yan is finally here!"

"Ahhhhh, alive, my idol..."

The students of Guwu Academy lowered their voices and roared, but the scene was still a little messy.

In front of these students, there were ten people standing neatly, seven men and three women, either strong or gentle or delicate or cold. They stood in a row, and the students behind did not dare to make a fuss at all, they were as distinct as two worlds.

When these people saw Yan Zhiyi, they all bowed to each other from afar, and the movements were neat and uniform. The reporters behind them quickly started shooting, for fear of missing such a classic picture.

The heads of the ten major faculties came out together, and they are indeed Master Yan!

"Quiet." A strong middle-aged man walked out of the crowd. As soon as his voice came out, the scene immediately became quieter.

"Master, you are here."

The middle-aged man respectfully came to Yan Zhiyi and paid his respects. Then he looked at Yan Chengjiu beside him with a reserved smile, "Little Junior Brother."

"Big brother." Yan Chengjiu's eyes lightened slightly when he looked at the middle-aged man.

Big brother Wei Boda was originally just a playmate his grandfather found for him. He was not talented in martial arts, but fortunately he was very hardworking. He will spend three times the time doing things that others can accomplish in one day, and he will do it without regrets. Although outsiders often say that Wei Boda treats others harshly, that is less than half of what Wei Boda requires of himself.

If I remember correctly, the elder brother would lose all his martial arts at the grandpa’s birthday banquet two years later and become disabled, and then he will die soon.

At that time, he was poisoned, and grandpa himself was seriously injured, and he was afraid that the Guwu Academy would be devastated, so he directly gave him internal strength so that the seniors would continue to be targeted. I didn't want to but my brothers mistakenly thought that Grandpa was helping them widen their meridians. Instead, it became an "excus" for their betrayal and an excuse for Grandpa to be "selfish".

"Master, what the junior brother's college should enter is..."

"Director Wei." Yan Chengjiu changed his name, and stepped forward and smiled at his senior brother, "I got a good knife from a friend a few days ago, and I have made some progress in martial arts. Therefore, Chengjiu has a cheeky. I want to compete with the teachers in the academy and find a teacher to be a teacher, hehe."

scare--

As Yan Cheng's old voice fell, the scene immediately became silent.

None of the media reporters reacted.

What is Yan Chengjiu planning to do?

He is a freshman, and he says he wants to be a teacher in full view?

Really a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!

"Huh?" Wei Boda was also a little dazed, "Then this challenger..."

"Director Wei, you have a copper skin and iron bones, and you are the best at defense. I won't fight you." Yan Chengjiu's face was filled with youthful spirit. Even if his words were arrogant, he was surprisingly unobtrusive, but made people feel cheerful.

"Mr. Ruan Wenyan of the Sword Academy is a swordsman, and I have long admired it." Yan Chengjiu buried his murderous intention deeply under his smile, and the roaring appearance of the seven seniors stayed in him deeply. In his mind.

hehe.

Didn’t Ruan Wenyan say that his grandpa was partial and that his betrayal was justified?

That being the case, I don't need to save him face anymore.

Yan Chengjiu held Heiwuchang tightly, his hands violent.

The gentle man who had been silent in the crowd didn't know how the topic shifted to himself. But when Yan Chengjiu came, he noticed the knife in Yan Chengjiu's hand.

For those who practice swords, it is like a natural stove, attracting all the moths to pounce towards it.

The gentle man stepped forward, and when he looked at Yan Chengjiu, his face was a little bit "spoiled", as if he was looking at a less sensible child, "Since the younger brother has this mind, then I will be the seventh brother. I also want to try your skills, Junior Brother."

"Thanks a lot." Yan Chengjiu smiled happily.