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After spending time with Jiang Tian, they were used to Jiang Tian's existence, and never expected that Jiang Tian would leave so soon.
"Master Jiang, are you leaving?"
With a clatter, the sound of water splashing sounded, and the Tyrannosaurus stood up and said trembling.
"Yes, there is no banquet that will last forever. My fate with you has come to an end."
Jiang Tian looked at him with satisfaction. These days, Tyrannosaurus's entry was the fastest.
"Master Jiang, can you do it if you don't walk?"
The Tyrannosaurus stood there with his fists clenched, his head hooked deeply, and suddenly, he clenched his fists and sobbed silently.
"Yes, Master Jiang, don't leave! We can't bear to part with you!"
All the war dragons stood up together and shouted loudly, and many of them were covered in tears.
"Master Jiang, don't leave, please! No matter how ruthless you are, we can do it!"
Cheng Tiantian was so angry that she cried that she couldn't breathe. Tears rolled down and couldn't wipe them clean.
"Master Jiang, is it that our performance has not satisfied you? We will work harder!"
The fox choked with a pleading face.
Men don’t cry easily, let alone the most iron-blooded and strongest group of soldiers in the world?
They never cried after being cruelly trained, and they were broken bones and tendons; they never cried when fighting on the battlefield, and they never cried when they were in the rain of bullets; they were injured or even killed in battle.
But at this moment, they all cried and could not control their tears.
Martial arts practice is like sailing against the current, and it is too difficult to enter the country. Many warriors, even if they rely on sects or families, have huge cultivation resources, can break through one level in three to five years, which is a great luck. But they only use one
All the moons have broken through.
It can be said that this kind of progress is something they dare not even imagine.
Besides, they also understood the preciousness of the body spiritual liquid, and I am afraid that one bucket will cost millions, and who did not use more than ten buckets in a month?
So, even if Jiang Tian trains them in a cruel way, they are grateful. How could they bear it when they hear that Jiang Tian is leaving?
"I was just your martial arts consultant, just a non-staff member."
Jiang Tian smiled faintly and said, "The agreement with your leader is only one month, and now it has been more than a few days! I have to leave!"
...
That night, Zhan Long held a farewell dinner for Jiang Tian and Tang Linglong.
The conditions were very simple and quite rough. On the cement training ground, there were about ten tables, the large washbasin was filled with various dishes, and the military-green enamel tea cup was filled with old white dried.
The war dragons gathered together, and even Tang Hongtu came to the farewell banquet on behalf of the General Staff.
At the farewell banquet, the Zhanlongs drank too much, and many people shed tears of reluctance.
"Master Jiang, I will be a teacher for life and a father forever. No matter how you view us, in our minds, we will always be our master!"
Tyrannosaurus stood up and said passionately: "From now on, if Master Jiang has given instructions, as long as we fight dragons can help, everyone will go through fire and water, and they will never refuse!"
"Yes, Master Jiang, in your words, we will go up to the mountain of swords, and we will also go over the sea of fire!"
Many war dragons stood up and said with reverence and gratitude, and many people were shining with tears.
This is the style of the iron-blooded soldier. He admires the strong and emphasizes emotions and loyalty. They have regarded Jiang Tian as their most important mentor and friend.
They raised their wine glasses one after another, shouted loudly at the top of their lungs, "Jing Master Jiang!"
The sound was like thunder, and the air soared into the sky, as if even the stars in the sky were shaken.
"Oh, I have been an instructor at Zhanlong for three years, but I am not as good as Master Jiang here to teach them for a month!"
Feng Xiguang was deeply moved and had a complicated expression. He admired and envied Jiang Tian, but more of it was relieved.
Today's war dragons are no longer the same as before, and their strength has been greatly improved, and they can even compete with the dragon group. The more important thing is that all the warriors have a strong heart, which will benefit them for the rest of their lives.
"Who said no? It's so envious and jealous!"
Zhang Lang nodded deeply in agreement and agreed.
"Tsk, you have to have someone else's ability?" Shu Wei smiled, her eyes very teasing.
"Oh, to be honest, I didn't expect Master Jiang's training to be so good. From now on, Master Jiang will be called the new war god in the army!"
Tang Hongtu looked at Jiang Tian, who was surrounded by many war dragons like stars holding the moon, and sighed in a long sigh.
...
Halfway through the banquet, Zhang Lang pulled Jiang Tian to a secluded place and whispered: "Master Jiang, I have a reluctant request!"
"Brother Zhang, by age, we should be a part of the same generation, you don't need to be so polite!"
Jiang Tian smiled faintly.
He has a good impression of Zhang Lang. This person is honest and obsessed with martial arts. He is a knife-witted person. He is already a skill in internal energy, but he has been diligent in practicing hard. Now he is not only proficient in one sword technique, but also like the eight-door golden lock sword and Tai Chi sword
He is an expert in many sword techniques such as the plum blossom knife.
"No, no, no, those who can do it are your master. You are at the level of a master. Even if I am a few years older than you, in my mind, you are still a senior!"
Zhang Lang was immediately flattered by Jiang Tian's courtesy, and quickly clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Master Jiang should know how many days will the Martial Arts Federation Conference?"
"Well, I heard something!" Jiang Tian nodded.
"I would like to invite Master Jiang to attend the martial arts conference as a priest of the Zhang family. I wish my Zhang family a proud look!" Zhang Lang bowed deeply and said with a pleading look on his face.
It turned out that in the last Wuhu Village Zhang Lang's Wuhu Village in Yunzhou, where Zhang Lang was located, his elder brother was killed in the ring match. The Zhang family was covered in dust and their status was greatly reduced.
For five years, the Zhang family has been lying on firewood and tasting gall, hoping to revive their momentum.
But there was no master of Transformation in the entire Zhang family, so Zhang Lang wanted to ask Jiang Tian to take action and act as a foreign aid to avenge their previous shame and avenge their revenge.
"Oh, so that's it. Forget it, it's okay for me to help you get the temple..."
Jiang Tian was originally going to the Wushu Conference, but he just wanted to find out the strange people and inquire about the Emperor's Lady Flower, not to compete for the dominance.
But he had a good impression of Zhang Lang, and it was just a matter of a simple task to take action, so he agreed.
"Master Jiang, I will never forget your great kindness!"
Zhang Lang didn't expect Jiang Tian to agree, and couldn't help but look ecstatic and bow with an excited expression.
"Zhang Lang, is this the Master Jiang you are going to invite?"
At this moment, suddenly, a sound of full air came from the sound of a sudden sound.
Jiang Tian turned around and took a look.
An old man walked slowly by surrounded by several imposing young men and women.
These people were wearing practice clothes, tied leggings, belts, and long swords with red tassels on their backs, which looked like standard warrior dress.
When Zhang Lang saw the old man coming, his face suddenly showed deep fear and respect, and he respectfully clasped his fists and said: "Second Grandpa, you are here!"
"Old leader, you are here! Welcome!" Even Shu Wei and Feng Xiguang dared not neglect, and went forward to greet the old man.
This old man is in his sixties, has a long breath and steady steps, and he is obviously a martial artist.
The old man is named Zhang Wendao. He is the current head of the Zhang family in Wuhuzhai, the twelfth generation successor of Wuhu Broken Gate Sword, and is brother to Zhang Lang's grandfather. He has a complete internal strength and controls the family's power.
Moreover, he had also worried that the sword instructor of the Dragon War was quite famous in the Chinese martial arts world.
"Haha, what old leader? I have abdicated for many years. I came here for some private matter!" Zhang Wendao nodded proudly with his face.
Behind him was a young man and a man. The man was tall and had a dragon and a tiger. The woman was wearing a training suit, a pretty face, and a ponytail, clean and neat.
They are Zhang Wendao's children, Zhang Qitian and Zhang Mingli.
Seeing that they seemed to have private affairs and talk to Jiang Tiankang, Shu Wei and Feng Xiguang retreated politely.
At this moment, Zhang Wendao glanced at Jiang Tian, then showed a little disappointed look and said lightly:
"This is the martial arts consultant invited by Zhan Long. I didn't see anything bizarre. He still wants to be the worshiper of our Zhang family?"
Jiang Tian's hidden skills reached the realm of transformation. He was usually introverted and his true energy was not leaked at all. He was not as strong as ordinary warriors. In Zhang Wendao's opinion, he was just an ordinary person.
Zhang Lang was very anxious when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Second Grandpa, you, don't underestimate Master Jiang, Master Jiang is a true master of transformation!"
"This is the first time I have seen such a young master of transformation!"
"Master of Transformation? Second brother, why are you funny? The so-called master is like a dragon, which master is not surging, like an abyss or a sea?"
The tall young man behind Zhang Wendao smiled disdainfully and said, "In my opinion, if he is suffocating to death, he is just the peak of his body!"
Zhang Qitian has obtained the true teachings of Zhang Wendao, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of internal strength. He will take charge of the family's power in the future, and his strength is even stronger than Zhang Lang.
He has been studying hard for several years, just to get the first place at the Wushu Conference and make his family famous.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Lang actually proposed to let Master Jiang appear for him a few days ago. He was arrogant and pretentious, and he was already angry. At this moment, he saw that Jiang Tian was ordinary and didn’t he mock him?
"Third brother, be careful!"
When Zhang Lang heard this, he was almost crazy and frowned. He frowned and shouted: "Master Jiang waved his sleeves a few days ago and pulled the armored vehicle away, condensed the air force and slashed it out! How could he be with his strength?
Imagine?”
The Zhang family members do not believe this at all. It is impossible for the martial arts master to exist before the age of 30!
"Forget Zhang Lang, since your Zhang family has not reached an agreement yet, then this matter will be spared!"
Jiang Tian smiled faintly, raised his foot and walked outside.
He had an indifferent attitude. Seeing that they had no respect or gratitude, how could he feel to take action for the Zhang family?
"Master Jiang, I'm really embarrassed..."
Seeing this, Zhang Lang looked sad and knew that the Zhang family had missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
But the family members were so rude to Jiang Tian, so how could he have the face to beg Jiang Tian?
"Boy, stop!"
But Zhang Qitian was not finished yet, so he raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Tian, and said proudly: "Don't you know that my father is a master of martial arts and a master with perfect internal strength? When you see the senior, you don't know how to bow to him?"
Zhang Wendao stood there with his hands behind his back, his chest raised his head, his face was calm, and his eyes were full of arrogance. He seemed to think that Jiang Tian was taking it for granted, and he was waiting to be worshipped by Jiang Tian.