Even before the formal apprenticeship banquet started, some people were already feeling anxious.
Someone came to Lin Changjun and hugged his fist in embarrassment.
"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I have something to do and I have to leave first, please forgive me!"
"Mr. Lin, I am also in a hurry, so I will not continue watching the ceremony!"
There was a roar, and after a while, there were less than a hundred guests left in the hall.
The huge hall immediately seemed a little deserted.
Those who are not leaving are those who have a close relationship with Lin Changjun and are too embarrassed to leave.
But I still felt uneasy.
Those who left were naturally afraid of being seen by Yu Zetai and misunderstood.
If they are implicated, the entire martial arts community in Ning'an City may not be able to tolerate them!
Lin Changjun naturally understood the reason, so although he was very reluctant, he said he understood it.
However, I still silently remember those who stayed, and I will definitely repay the kindness in the future.
The entire hall was filled with a sad mood, which seemed very depressing.
Yang Haoran curled his lips, but he didn't expect that what he thought was just a lively meal would turn out to be so complicated!
"Ahem, isn't this an apprenticeship banquet?
My butt hurts a bit from sitting down, do you still want to continue?"
Lin Changjun's body trembled and he nodded quickly.
"Of course we have to continue, Lin Jie, why don't you hurry up and pay homage to the master and serve him tea!"
Lin Jie knelt down in front of Yang Haoran and kowtowed three times.
Then he gave Yang Haoran the tea brought by others.
After Yang Haoran took a symbolic sip, he officially accepted Lin Jie as his disciple.
On the other side of Ning'an City, there is an ordinary farmhouse in the suburbs.
Yu Zetai was watering his flowers and plants with a kettle, looking leisurely and contented.
Elders in the martial arts community in Ning'an City probably know that Yu Zetai had a very high status in the martial arts world in his early years before he could break through as a practitioner.
But he has no friends and is a typical weirdo.
Yu Zetai was born ugly, with one eye big and one small, and his nose was still crooked and flat.
I have been looked down upon by others since I was a child and have developed a cynical and strange temper.
However, his talent in martial arts is extremely high, and he became famous in the country of China when he was young.
It was precisely because of his own extraordinary experience that Yu Zetai later accepted the equally pitiful three brothers of the Mo family.
Since Yu Zetai became a practitioner, he no longer interferes with worldly affairs.
Living a secluded life leisurely seeing Nanshan.
Yu Zetai, who was watering the flowers, suddenly frowned slightly and looked up into the distance.
"What are those three bastards doing here? Why do they seem to be injured?"
Yu Zetai put the kettle aside and sat on a bamboo chair.
Soon I saw the three Mo brothers running in panic from a distance.
The three guys were already ugly-looking, but now they looked like they were crying, which made people get goosebumps just looking at them.
After hurriedly running into Yu Zetai's courtyard, he knelt down in front of Yu Zetai without any explanation.
"Master, you have to make the decision for us! This disciple is being bullied!"
Yu Zetai looked at the three people with his big and small eyes, actually checking their injuries.
"Is this a minor injury called being bullied? And you also know the rules. I don't care about worldly matters!"
Boss Mo quickly wiped away his tears.
"Master, this time is different.
If it were an ordinary warrior, even if he beat us to death, we would admit it!
But the one who took action this time was a cultivator, and he made it clear that he doesn’t take you seriously!"
Yu Zetai's expression was stern, and his ugly appearance was even more terrifying.
"You mean a practitioner? What's his name? What's going on?"
"Foreigners, do not sign up.
Here’s the thing…”
After Yu Zetai heard this, he stood up suddenly.
"Okay, I'm afraid this is just for me! In that case, I will go and meet him!
Lead the way!"
Boss Mo looked happy: "Thank you Master, that person is too thick-skinned and actually said he was the disciple of a young man in his twenties.
What is this nonsense if you are not deliberately looking for trouble?
I think they have already planned it, maybe they just want to provoke you, Master!"
In the hall of Danyang Martial Arts School, although the apprenticeship banquet was a little unpleasant.
But it still went on completely. Lin Jie, under the leadership of Lin Changjun, toasted to all the guests one by one.
Next to Yang Haoran sat Fan Tingting, sitting with master and apprentice Cheng Er.
The banquet was almost over, and Yang Haoran suddenly raised his head and looked at the door of the hall.
Smiling slightly: "You are really impatient, you are here so soon!"
Cheng Er was about to stand up: "Since he's here, I'll go meet him."
Yang Haoran grabbed Cheng Er and said, "I'm afraid you're no match for that person, but there's no harm in giving it a try.
When you feel overwhelmed, just give up!"
Cheng Er took a breath: "Hey, is that person really that powerful?"
Yang Haoran laughed: "It's not that great, it's not as good as that Luo Zixi.
But compared with him, you are still far behind."
When Cheng Er heard this, he immediately blushed.
Yang Haoran said a section rather than a point. It seems that the gap is indeed not small.
Cheng Er sighed inwardly, originally thinking that becoming a cultivator would already make him proud of the world.
But I didn't expect that I would enter another circle and become the bottom one!
This newly achieved breakthrough in cultivation is indeed a scumbag.
At this time, I heard the voices of the three brothers of the Mo family roaring with their inner strength.
"Lin Changjun, you are an old man, why don't you welcome my master quickly and let that pretty boy and his shameless apprentice come out to die!"
Only then did the guests in the hall react. They all put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked towards the door.
Surrounded by the three Mo brothers, Yu Zetai walked into the hall smoothly.
Fan Tingting had sharp eyes and was shocked when she saw Yu Zetai's face.
"Brother, that person looks so strange!"
Fan Tingting was about fifty or sixty meters away from Yu Zetaishao, and her voice was not loud.
But as a practitioner, Yu Zetailer's power was so powerful that he immediately became furious.
The most taboo in his life is being told that he is ugly, even as a child!
He grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the table and threw them towards Fan Tingting without hesitation.
Although the chopsticks are small, they make a roaring sound that breaks through the air, which is probably more powerful than an arrow from a string!
Everyone in the hall exclaimed, not daring to move even a little.
Cheng Er had been paying attention to Yu Zetai's movements for a long time, but he didn't expect this guy to act so quickly.
Without having time to think, he picked up a plate and threw it in the direction of the chopsticks.
With a snap, the chopsticks hit the porcelain plate, and the porcelain plate instantly shattered into pieces.
The force of the chopsticks was offset, but it still landed on the table where Yang Haoran was.
Cheng Er looked stern, he had already lost the first confrontation!
