According to the original plan of the two people, if Yang Haoran was tested and showed no real ability, Guo Yonggang would humiliate Yang Haoran on the spot.
But if Yang Haoran does have some ability, Guo Yonggang will take the fight in Wu Qiyong's place, and Wu Qiyong plans to meet Yang Haoran in person.
I just didn't expect that Guo Yonggang came with full confidence, like a fist full of strength.
But it hit a ball of air without any effort, which made people feel uncomfortable.
And Yang Haoran directly told Guo Yonggang's purpose, and when he finally left, he deliberately showed his hand. Naturally, he also deliberately showed it to Guo Yonggang, in order to make him retreat in spite of difficulties.
I have to say that Guo Yonggang was indeed shocked by Yang Haoran.
Whether it was Yang Haoran's foresight or the ultimate lightness of his skills, they were not at a level that Guo Yonggang could reach.
Fortunately, there is Wu Qiyong behind Guo Yonggang. Wu Qiyong is a well-known master of the Southern School. I don’t believe that Yang Haoran, a mere brat, can surpass Wu Qiyong, a master of the Southern School!
Thinking of this, Guo Yonggang waved his hand, left angrily, went down the mountain and went straight to Wu Qiyong's home.
"Master Guo, why did you come back so quickly?"
Wu Qiyong is similar in age to Guo Yonggang, but his temperament far exceeds that of Guo Yonggang.
"Master Wu, I have embarrassed the Southern Warlock. Not only did I not destroy their sign, I was also humiliated!"
Guo Yonggang looked indignant. He had already made plans. If he wanted Wu Qiyong to go to Xiaoxian Temple, he must use provocation.
"Oh, what's going on?"
As expected, Wu Qiyong's face darkened. As a master of the Southern School, he must protect the face of the Southern School. 652 Study Network
"Yang Haoran is indeed a bit capable. I didn't say anything, but he saw it all. He also talked nonsense and belittled you, saying that you didn't dare to compete with him. He will wait for you at Xiaoxian Temple tomorrow and said that he will
We southerners are completely underfoot!"
With a snap, Wu Qiyong slapped the fairy table.
"Hmph, insulting the Southern Sect is insulting the founder. I will go and meet Yang Haoran in person tomorrow!"
At this time, Yang Haoran had returned to Xiaoxian Guanzhi and was in a very happy mood.
"Haha, if I hadn't received the news in advance, how could I have calculated so accurately? Do you really think I'm a god? That guy from the Southern School must be scared, right? Haha!"
It turns out that the reason why Yang Haoran revealed the origin of Guo Yonggang in just one sentence was not based on divination at all, but was informed by a friend in advance.
The friend who informed Yang Haoran was named Luo Tianchuan, who was also a southern master, and his status was not lower than that of Wu Qiyong.
Yang Haoran walked into the Taoist temple and sighed, looking at a brand new tablet under the statue.
"Master, Master, look at it, just a few days after you left, there are people who want to bully your disciples. If you have a spirit in heaven, you must not let them go. Go bite their butts tonight and let them know that we, Huanglong
Shanxiaoxian Temple is amazing!"
A breeze blew by, and the back of Yang Haoran's neck felt a little cold.
There was a soft popping sound, and something fell from the roof, falling right on the back of Yang Haoran's neck.
Yang Haoran instinctively slapped him, and then screamed like a killing pig.
When he took back his palm as if he was electrocuted, he saw a mountain scorpion in his hand that he had flattened.
Yang Haoran looked at the master's memorial tablet with a bitter look on his face.