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Chapter 8 Huan Xinyan

 "Following me?"

"I didn't expect that Qunxing Tower, which is famous for its reputation, would be like this." Wu Yuan frowned slightly.

How keen is his perception? He was able to achieve 'inner vision' just over a month after waking up. This did not rely on pure spiritual power, but on the 'spiritual awareness' he had cultivated in his previous life.

It was easy to feel that someone was always watching me.

After a few dodges, Wu Yuan inadvertently accelerated, turned into several remote streets and alleys, and disappeared without a trace.

"Where are the people?" A young man with ordinary clothes and an unremarkable face followed quickly, looking at the dead end in front of him.

I had no choice but to go back and report.

...On the sixth floor of Qunxing Building, there is a spacious room with a simple and elegant decoration. Only one wall is filled with bookshelves.

"Lost?" The middle-aged woman in silver robe sitting on the futon on the ground said softly.

"Well, I ordered someone to follow me. I didn't expect that the other party seemed to have noticed it a long time ago and quickly got away soon after leaving." The man in black robe shook his head and said: "It's not simple. My subordinate made a mistake and thought he was just a samurai. .”

"Haha, it's really unusual to be able to lose one of your people." The middle-aged woman in silver robe said softly: "Logically, my Qunxing Tower is only responsible for selling, regardless of the identity of the visitor."

"A few hundred taels of silver is just a small business, but it's a bit strange to buy so many waste elixirs at once."

"Perhaps some gangsters want to expand their power? Or some gangs recruit ordinary gang members?" the man in black robe asked doubtfully.

"stop!"

The middle-aged woman in silver robe waved her hand: "This matter is over here, but next time, if this customer comes to buy waste elixir again, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Yes, the host." The man in black robe said.



Get rid of tracking.

Wu Yuan quickly changed into his first clothes in a secluded alley and discarded the brocade clothes he had purchased less than an hour ago.

"Crackling~" His muscles and bones crackled slightly, and Wu Yuan returned to his normal body shape.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Qunxing Tower didn't even have a thousand low-grade body tempering pills." Wu Yuan frowned.

This was his only miscalculation.

"Staying in the martial arts academy during the day is not suitable for using the body tempering pill. Let's wait until night." Wu Yuan made a decision.

Soon, he entered the martial arts academy through the side door with a package on his back.

"Brother!"

"It's Senior Brother Wu." Wu Yuan listened to the voice all the way. He is a famous figure in the martial arts academy, so he naturally attracts attention.

Along the way, Wu Yuan came to the 'cultivation building' deep in the martial arts academy.

The martial arts training room is divided into a large public room and a small training room.

There is a martial arts competition every half a month, and only the top thirty disciples can have a separate small training room, located in the training building.

It's very quiet here.

Two figures walked out of the door.

"Brother Yuan." A burly figure shouted in surprise, it was Wu Sheng.

He continued: "You are finally back. 'Master Huan' has been looking for you and is still waiting in the training room."

"Master Huan?" Wu Yuan was slightly stunned, nodded and said: "Okay, Wu Sheng, Luo He, I'll go see Master Huan first, and we'll talk later."

"Go quickly." The tall and thin young man beside him said with a smile.

Wu Sheng is the younger brother.

Luo He is also a good friend.

He quickly arrived in front of the training room, pushed the door open and entered, when a beautiful figure in purple robe appeared in Wu Yuan's sight.

Dressed in black hair, she leaned against the window. She had slender fingers and a loose robe that could not hide her exquisite figure. Her face, about twenty years old, was slightly green and had an indescribable coldness.

"Master Huan." Wu Yuan bowed slightly.

Huan Xinyan, the youngest 'teacher' at the Junzong Martial Academy, is only in his early twenties, but is extremely powerful and is already a top-level master.

Rumor has it that she is a core disciple of Hengyun Sect, and for some unknown reason, she was sent to the small Li city.

but.

To Wu Yuan, she was just his 'personal teacher'.

To be more precise, he is the former ‘personal teacher’.

The Junzong Martial Arts Academy has regulations that if you reach the level of an 'eighth-grade martial artist', you can choose a teacher to be your 'personal teacher'.

"Wu Yuan, I heard from the dean that you want to give up this year's martial arts competition?" Huan Xinyan's voice was cold.

"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded.

He did not expect that in just one night, the dean would already find his personal teacher Huan Xinyan.

"I don't agree!" Huan Xinyan frowned.

"Master Huan, I just want to..." Wu Yuangang wanted to explain.

"Don't use those high-sounding reasons." Huan Xinyan said coldly: "Competing for first place in next year's 'Four Houses Competition'? Do you think I am a fool?"

Wu Yuan was speechless.

This Master Huan acted seriously and directly.

In fact, Wu Yuan didn't have much contact with the other party in the month since he woke up, but in his memory, the other party treated him well.

Especially at the beginning of time travel, during the few months of coma, Huan Xinyan visited the house twice and specially left medicines.

Although it doesn't help much, this kind of heart is hard to come by.

After all, Wu Yuan was inconspicuous at that time, and the so-called "personal teacher" was not a real master and apprentice!

Therefore, Wu Yuan treated Huan Xinyan with great respect.

"Since you recovered from the illness, your martial arts skills have been enlightened and your strength has improved rapidly. You have every hope of winning the first place in this competition! If you enter the Yunwu Palace, becoming a fifth-grade or even fourth-grade warrior in the future is no empty talk." Huan Xinyan said.

: "This is not only for yourself, but also for the strength of the sect."

Wu Yuan listened and could not refute.

In my memory, this ‘Master Huan’ had a strong sense of belonging to the sect and truly wanted the sect to be strong.

"Is it Xu Yuanhan? His father forced you?" Huan Xinyan said suddenly.

Wu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart moved slightly.

Be silent.

"Don't you dare to say?" Huan Xinyan frowned and said: "Wu Yuan, in martial arts, you must be determined to move forward. If they force you and force you to give up to make way for Xu Yuanhan, tell me that you are the first disciple I teach. I

I will seek justice for you."

Huan Xinyan came to Jun Zongwu Academy for only a year.

"Master Huan is thinking about it, but this is the disciple's voluntary surrender and has nothing to do with anyone else. The disciple is only fourteen years old and can enter the Yunwu Hall next year." Wu Yuan said.

"next year?"

Huan Xinyan finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and there was a hint of anger in his tone: "Don't you know the difference between entering Yunwu Hall at fourteen and entering at fifteen?"

"Disciple understands, but this year, disciples can also practice in the Junzong Martial Academy." Wu Yuan said without being humble or arrogant.

Huan Xinyan fell silent.

She was not very good at words, and it would have been a pity if it weren't for it, and since Wu Yuan was his first disciple, he wouldn't have cared much about it due to his temperament.

"stop!"

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. If you change your mind before the competition, you can come and find me." Huan Xinyan said softly.

"Thank you Master Huan." Wu Yuan said.

...Watching Huan Xinyan leave the training room.

After closing the door again, Wu Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground.

"It's almost as I guessed before. Master Huan is not just a martial arts teacher. The rumors may be true." Wu Yuan thought to himself.

Martial arts teachers must be top-notch masters, and most of them are over forty years old, with only a few over thirty.

It should be noted that it is extremely rare to become a sixth-grade martial artist in your twenties.

A top player in his early twenties?

Wu Yuan believed that even within the Hengyun Sect, he was highly regarded and was definitely an elite among the younger generation.

But was sent to Licheng?

"Being squeezed out? Making a mistake? Or gaining experience in the world?" Several possibilities flashed through Wu Yuan's mind: "No matter what the situation is, there should be a way to directly contact the higher-ups of the sect."

Hengyun Sect is said to be a sect, but in this land, it is essentially like a dynasty.

Generally speaking, who are the most feared by local officials?

Naturally, he is a listener who can reach heaven.

"If I am really forced to give up, maybe I will really challenge Master Huan. After all, Hengyun Sect attaches great importance to similar incidents." Wu Yuan shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that I did it voluntarily."

"Once you enter the Yunwu Hall, you will not only be monitored, but also bound by the sect." Once a martial arts master, Wu Yuan was easily unwilling to be bound?

"Besides, General Xu gave too much."

"As a human being, you should never fail to keep your word." Wu Yuan gently closed his eyes, controlled the muscles and bones in his body, and began to tremble slightly.

Martial arts practice, relaxation and relaxation.

Tempering the physical body does not just require high-intensity boxing and sword training. By controlling the muscles of the whole body and the vibration and resonance of the muscles and bones, it can also play the role of 'strength training'.

certainly.

The prerequisite for doing this requires an extremely high degree of control over the body, and first of all, one must be able to 'see within'!



Time passed until late at night.

On a deserted river beach.

"It's time to try the effect of this body tempering pill." Wu Yuan looked expectantly at the several pills in his hand that were fragrant and had a slight fishy smell.

Open your mouth and swallow it all!

If some powerful warriors saw this scene, they would be stunned.

It should be noted that even if it is an extremely pure high-grade body tempering pill, not many people dare to swallow several pills at one time.

What's more, it's a low-grade body tempering pill that can be called a 'poison pill'?


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