As soon as Zhou Jintao's words came out, everyone was boiling!

The world stood still in this moment, and the whole audience fell silent as death.

Quiet!

There was a deathly silence in the audience!

Before this, everyone was very curious about who Long Aotian was.

After all, Turing masters have great respect for Long Aotian, which shows that Long Aotian's alchemy should be at the same level as Master Turing.

But the Deng Jiuling in front of him is only eighteen years old, wearing cheap casual clothes, and he seems to have come by bicycle.

Such a poor boy, if he changes the time and place, many celebrities will disdain. Don't bother to look at it.

But the cruel truth is that Deng Jiuling is Long Aotian!

"Director Zhou, you ...... It can't be a joke, right? My junior brother is a scumbag, he will be the incomparably noble Long Aotian?" Zhang Peng asked unwillingly.

"Yes, Deng Jiuling, this kid, the old man has been investigated, he has no father and no mother, he grew up in a backward small mountain village since he was a child, eating hundreds of family meals. ”

Caressing his white beard, Professor He said disdainfully: "Just such a social scum, can he be Long Aotian? What are you kidding!"

"Director Zhou, are you mistaken?" even Master Turing frowned. Said with some displeasure.

If Deng Jiuling was fifty or sixty years old, then Master Turing would naturally not doubt it.

But Deng Jiuling is only eighteen years old, you say that he is a second-grade alchemist, isn't this nonsense?

Alchemy and Chinese medicine are connected, that is, you are peerless, if you want to step into the advanced level. It also takes time to precipitate, and it is impossible to achieve it overnight.

The celebrities present were all puzzled and looked at Zhou Jintao in amazement.

However, Zhou Jintao nodded and said proudly: "As the director of the Donghai District of the provincial capital, I will never look away with a mouthful of spittle." ”

"Yes, Mr. Nine is Mr. Long, and I can prove this with my net worth. Ge Lao Wang also spoke.

Ge Lao Wang is the new president of Shangshantang, although his prestige is insufficient, but his identity is there, and it is absolutely impossible to talk nonsense.

"Mr. Nine. It was indeed Mr. Long. After hesitating for a moment, Song Meili also stood up and said firmly.

Zhou Jintao, Mr. Wang of Shangshantang, and Song Meili, the eldest lady of the Song family, all three of them spoke out in support of Deng Jiuling, and their convincing power suddenly increased a little.

Jingle bells!

At the same time, Master Turing's mobile phone trembled.

As soon as he looked at the caller ID, Master Turing suddenly looked solemn and said solemnly: "General Lin, hello." ”

"Brother Turing, Director Zhou has met Mr. Long, you can learn from him until now, but don't be angry. On the other end of the phone, Lin Sicong's majestic voice suddenly came.

Lin Sicong was originally the second person in the East China Sea, and his status was equal to that of Master Turing.

Now that Lin Sicong has stepped into the realm of a martial arts master, his status has faintly surpassed that of Master Turing, and even when he speaks, he is full of domineering.

So when Master Turing heard this, he immediately understood that things couldn't be wrong, Deng Jiuling was Long Aotian!

Smack!

After hanging up the phone, Master Turing walked forward quickly, clasped his fists at Deng Jiuling and smiled: "I don't know if it turned out to be Brother Long's coming, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Master Turing's words were very polite, but they fell on everyone's ears. But it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and those who are struck by lightning do not want it.

"This kid, is he really Long Aotian?"

"I'll it, this ...... That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

"Eighteen-year-old second-grade alchemist, this can't be, right?"

"Master Hou is twenty-five years old this year, and he is only at the peak of his first grade. It is not worthy to carry shoes for Mr. Long. ”

Listening to the whispers of celebrities, Hou Benqiao's handsome face was full of the same color as pork liver.

Sour!

Zhang Peng silently retreated behind Professor He, holding his head like a frosted eggplant.

It is Professor He, a famous Chinese medicine practitioner, who is also flushed. I can't help but feel the urge to vomit blood.

I'll it!

fuck!

What about the bastard students who say yes?

Nima, who said that Deng Jiuling is a scumbag? Come here, I promise that I won't kill you!

Grass!

Those celebrities who once despised Deng Jiuling were a little red in their faces, and they were very embarrassed.

Deng Jiuling was originally just a salted fish, but he turned into a cloud dragon in an instant, what is this?

Among the people present, the most embarrassing person was Hou Benqiao.

Hou Benqiao, known as "Hou Ye", is the future king of Dandao, ranking in a province of Tianjiao, with infinite scenery and radiance.

But Hou Benqiao threw 300 million yuan to woo Xiao Xun'er, but was slapped in the face by Deng Jiuling in public, which was called a sour.

Now it's even better, Deng Jiuling actually climbed to the head of the Hou Ben Bridge and became a strong man on the same level as Master Turing!

I'll it!

If he had known that this was the result, Hou Benqiao would never have given his face to Deng Jiuling.

However, in this world, there has never been a regret about Yao selling.

Hou Benqiao pretended to be forced by himself, even if it was difficult to pretend, he had to be forced to pretend!

However, just when Hou Benqiao was sad, Master Turing suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, this is Mr. Long, you can just call Uncle Long." ”

Although Hou Benqiao and Master Turing were on an equal footing. But in fact, he is a junior, and he is called Deng Jiuling "uncle", which is nothing.

It's just that with Hou Benqiao's pride, how can Hou Benqiao say such a grievance?

"Could it be that the Hou Ye feels that his identity and status are even more awesome than General Lin Sicong?" Zhou Jintao suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out. Hou Benqiao's face changed greatly, and it was difficult to ride a tiger.

If Hou Benqiao didn't greet Deng Jiuling, Hou Benqiao couldn't afford Lin Sicong's anger in the future.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Hou Benqiao's face turned dark, walked up to Deng Jiuling, and said weakly: "Hou Benqiao, I've seen Uncle Long." ”

"Well, good. Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, waved his hand, and signaled Hou Benqiao to get out of here.

Burst!

This scene made Hou Benqiao spin around. I almost fainted with anger.

Nima, the eldest young master of the Hou family, you Deng Jiuling actually don't look at me with a straight eye?

Depend on!

Bastard!

But he scolded and scolded in his heart, but Hou Benqiao didn't dare to show it, so he could only hold it silently in his heart.

"Article 1 of the Cultivation Code, no one is allowed to trample on the majesty of Lian, Alchemist and Martial Dao Grandmaster. Ge Lao Wang said suddenly.

While speaking, Ge Lao Wang seemed to be smiling, and his eyes looked coldly at Professor He's side, the Chinese medicine doctor Tianjiao Zhang Peng.

Hearing this, Zhang Peng's face changed greatly, and he was embarrassed with his head.

"Someone once proposed just now that he wanted to expel Mr. Long, if it is according to the cultivation code, Professor He, please answer, what should you do?" Zhou Jintao also spoke, his face cold.

The status of an alchemist is the same as that of a martial arts master, he is the most noble person, and he must not allow any mortal insult.

Hou Benqiao doesn't matter, after all, he is a peak alchemist, even if there is a mistake, it is also a small mistake.

But you, Zhang Peng, are neither a martial arts master nor an alchemist, so your mistake is not ordinary.

The practice code is a code respected by practitioners all over the world, that is, Lin Sicong, Master Turing, Professor He and the like, and they cannot be disobeyed.

If Master Turing violated the cultivation code, Xu Canghai, the god of war in the East China Sea who was an enforcer, would also raise his butcher knife and slash at Master Turing unceremoniously.

"Zhang Peng, kneel!" Professor He's face was gloomy and he roared angrily.

"Teacher, I'm ......" Zhang Peng's face changed dramatically and he panicked.

"If you don't want to have your legs broken and thrown out of here like a dead dog, then immediately kneel down and apologize to Mr. Long. Professor He said hatefully.

Boom!

Hear the words. Zhang Peng collapsed instantly, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and looked at Deng Jiuling in awe: "Mr. Long, I'm ...... I was wrong, I was really wrong, it was because I had eyes and didn't know Tarzan. Just let me go once. ”

"Mr. Long, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, why don't you give this kid a chance?" Professor He said with a smile.

However, Deng Jiuling didn't speak, but turned his head to the side, not looking at Professor He.

Why, don't you snobbish old man always think that your disciple Zhang Peng is awesome? Haven't you always looked down on your brother?

Hehe!

Do you also have a day to beg for brother?

Deng Jiuling smiled, laughing very speechlessly, laughing very disdainfully.

In fact, even now, Professor He still hates Deng Jiuling.

But the cultivation code is above, and no one can disobey it!

Professor He has trained Zhang Peng for many years. I don't want Zhang Peng to break his legs in public.

So after a few seconds of silence, Professor He laughed miserably, walked up to Deng Jiuling with a cloak and was about to kneel.

"Brother Jiu, forget it, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Give Senior Zhang Peng a chance. Xiao Xun'er stepped forward to help Professor He up and said with a smile.

"Well, yes, Xun'er has the final say. Deng Jiuling nodded, and then turned to look at Zhang Peng: "Senior Zhang Peng, pretend to be cool for a while, immediately crematorium, I hope you can keep these ten words in mind, retreat." ”

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Long. Suppressing the urge to spurt blood in his heart, Zhang Peng looked aggrieved and said respectfully.

Zhang Peng, the genius of traditional Chinese medicine, knelt down!

Dan Dao Tianjiao Marquis Benqiao, kneeling!

is Professor He, a famous Chinese medicine practitioner, who almost knelt down!

Mouth! Mouth!

Deng Jiuling has always been calm and calm from his appearance to the present, and he has not said anything cruel.

But Deng Jiuling's powerful aura crushed the whole audience, overwhelmed the East China Sea, and was a bull.

Even the Turing master, who was standing in the distance, also felt an invisible pressure.

"This kid is outstanding in martial arts, could it be that alchemy is also so awesome?" Caressing the white beard, Master Turing was a little disbelieving.

An eighteen-year-old martial arts master, and a second-grade alchemist, is this possible?

Of course not!

Master Turing has traveled from south to north, read countless people over the years, and has also had hundreds of talents.

But even those top-level Tianjiao in Dragon City, if they want to step into the second-grade grandmaster realm at the age of eighteen, this is not realistic.

Alchemy requires experience, and experience takes time to precipitate, which has nothing to do with talent.

You Deng Jiuling is only eighteen years old, how much experience can you have?

Hehe!

If Deng Jiuling knew what Master Turing was thinking, he would definitely say, "I'm sorry, my brother really has more experience than you!"

Although Deng Jiuling is not very old, his life and death are Bo Bo and the present, and what things in the yang and underworld are not recorded?

There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher, this is the essence of Deng Jiuling!

Seeing that Zhang Peng was fine, Professor He looked gloomy, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Turing, don't you and Mr. Long still have to learn alchemy today? ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the audience boiled in an instant and quickly climbed to the peak!