I have countless cultivation hours

After leaving the tea room, An Youliang was already livid.

The 18-year-old senior reserve martial artist is indeed remarkable, unlike him, who did not become a senior reserve martial artist until he was 25 years old this year.

But so what? If you fail to pass the assessment, you will never be a formal high-level reserve martial artist.

An Youliang quickly went upstairs along the stairs, and soon, he came to a luxurious office door.

“Brother.” An You Liang didn’t knock on the door, and rushed directly in.

“This gentleman, you can’t go in…” The two beautiful secretaries in the office hurriedly stopped An Youliang, but they were directly pushed away by An Youliang.

In the end, An Youliang broke directly into the office inside.

“Mr. An, I’m sorry!” Seeing An Youliang break in, the two beautiful secretaries quickly apologized, so anxious that tears almost flowed.

“Okay, you guys go out!” The man sitting behind the desk inside waved his hand without raising his head, and then looked at the information while thinking about himself, and said, “Why are you here?” ”

“Brother, you must help me this time…” said An You with a shy face.

“Say, what’s going on?”

“I want you to help me get someone…”

……

After An Youliang left, the tea room suddenly became the world of Fang Qingqing and Fang Qingfei, while Ye Han seemed to have become a transparent person.

But Ye Han didn’t care, just playing with his mobile phone.

Then, little by little, the time passed, and after about ten minutes, with the sound of calm footsteps, the hall suddenly fell silent.

“Here it comes!” Listening to the footsteps, Fang Qingqing, Fang Qingfei, and Ye Han stood up at the same time and walked out.

Suddenly, I saw a group of four people slowly walking down from the upper floor.

At the head is a man of about thirty, with swollen muscles on his body, and the martial arts uniform is bulging, giving people a strong feeling.

Behind him, An Youliang, whom he met before, and two young women dressed as secretaries.

“Little concubine, see that? That walking in the front is An Youming, the concubine of the An family, and also the second deacon of the Miyun Martial Arts Hall, and the second disciple of the curator. Fang Qingqing introduced in a low voice.

“It looks amazing.” Fang Qingfei sighed in a low voice, said, and poked Ye Han’s waist with her finger again, “Ye Han, you say, when will you be so powerful?” ”

“How do I know?” Ye Han glanced at the four people who went downstairs and said helplessly.

That An Youming’s strength has obviously reached the realm of a formal martial artist, and, judging from the degree of qi and blood fluctuations, it is at least a second-order [Yijian Realm] martial artist.

Such strength, in the face of high-level reserve martial artists, it is completely crushing.

However, Ye Han is not an ordinary high-level reserve martial artist, with his current strength, standing still, let that An Youming fight, will not be hurt in the slightest.

And once you fight back, you can kill An Youming in seconds with one move.

“Huh?” Just when Ye Han was weighing the gap between his own strength and An Youming’s strength in his heart, he suddenly moved in his heart and felt a sight full of negative emotions.

He looked sideways, but saw An Youliang looking at him with a jealous look, and when he looked over, An Youliang moved his eyes to the side with a casual look.

“Strange, when did I offend that An Youliang?” Ye Han frowned slightly.

While Ye Han was silently pondering in his heart, An Youming and his party finally arrived at the hall.

“Everyone, today’s senior reserve martial artist assessment is presided over by Lord An Youming, the second deacon of this martial arts hall, everyone is welcome!” A staff member announced loudly.

As the staff’s words fell, a warm applause suddenly sounded.

However, An Youming was cold-faced, and just nodded lightly, which was regarded as a response.

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