Suddenly, a cold voice shouted, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

Zhang Ren turned his head, only to see a twenty-one or twelve-year-old young man standing there, this person was wearing the clothes of a third-class disciple of the Zhang Family's National Art Pavilion, staring at Zhang Ren with a vigilant face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm here to learn the national arts!" Zhang Ren smiled slightly.

The third-class disciple had a look of gloom in his eyes, shook his head and said, "This Zhangjia National Art Hall is no longer accepting apprentices, you should leave quickly!" ”

"Why?" Zhang Ren asked with some surprise.

The third-class disciple said a little angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, if you don't accept apprentices, you won't accept apprentices, you should leave quickly!" This is for your good! ”

At this moment, someone else's voice suddenly came from this person's clothes: "Senior brother, they are here again!" ”

The third-class disciple turned his head and looked at Zhang Ren, and said kindly: "Boy, for your personal safety, it's best to find a place to hide, otherwise you will be affected by the pond fish!" ”

Zhang Ren scratched his head, he didn't care what happened to this guy, and came to the innermost dressing room. To his surprise, there were disciple clothes placed everywhere, and it seemed that they hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

He shook his head and took out a new disciple's uniform from the cabinet and put it on, and judging from the markings, it should be the clothes worn by the apprentice disciple!

Zhang Ren turned around for another half a circle in the back, but still no one saw him, and sighed helplessly: "Give me a person, can I learn basic national arts with him?" ”

Suddenly, he calmed down and vaguely heard what seemed to be a commotion at the back door.

Zhang Ren scratched his head, he hates to look for trouble, but trouble always finds him, so let's solve it!

At this time, fifty or sixty people had gathered in the backyard, and there were more than ten people from the Zhangjia Guoshu Pavilion, while the rest were people from other Guoshu Pavilions.

The third-rank disciple took two steps forward and said loudly, "What are you doing here?" The Zhangjia Guoshu Museum has been temporarily closed! ”

With a hula, the crowd on the other side dodged a path, and a young man in a black robe walked out, and said with a disdainful face: "Let your curator come out, our first-class disciple of the Black Wind National Art Pavilion will challenge your curator!" ”

This is clearly a naked provocation, according to the rules of the national art world, the curator can only challenge the curator, and the other party uses a first-class disciple to challenge his own curator, which is originally a kind of contempt!

The third-class disciple's face was ugly, and he clenched his fists and said, "You all know that several of our curators have left their posts, so you dare to come here to challenge. ”

The young man smiled and said, "Is that so?" It's no wonder that your Zhang family is crazy, and you are about to lose the Zhang family's property to the Zhou family, these directors of the Guoshu Pavilion usually go against the Zhou family, but now of course everyone is in danger. ”

A sneer appeared on his face: "There is no curator, it is okay to find a first-class disciple to teach me, as long as you can withstand my ten moves, even if you win!" ”

What the? The face of the disciple of the Zhang family changed greatly, this is really too deceitful!

A disciple of the Zhang family frowned, pointed at the black-robed young man, and said loudly: "I know you, you are the son of the curator of the Hexi Black Wind National Art Pavilion, even if you are an ordinary deputy curator, you are not your opponent, and you actually say that you are a first-class disciple to challenge, so shameless!" ”

The black-robed young man frowned, and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, my identity is only a first-class disciple, you quickly find someone to be beaten!" ”

The disciples of the Zhang family turned blue, they were already vulgar, and they couldn't help but scold!

The black-robed young man sneered again and again: "Let's tell you the truth!" In a few days, the Zhang family will be left with nothing, and you will be finished! If you still want to mix in the national art world, then come to our Black Wind National Art Museum, otherwise I will go home and farm honestly! ”

Although the disciples of the Zhang family are not angry, the first-class and second-class disciples have been sent to the hospital in the challenge a few days ago, and the rest of the people are not willing to stay here, only those who have a lot of feelings for the Zhang family stay, but the best ones left are only the third-class disciples, and there is only one.

In the face of the aggressiveness of the black-robed youth, the third-class disciple couldn't bear it anymore, and took a step forward and said, "Wu Hao, the third-class disciple of the Zhangjia Guoshu Museum, accept your challenge!" ”

The black-robed young man glanced at him and said contemptuously, "If you can block a move, even if you win." ”

Wu Hao's body trembled, he knew that he was not an opponent, but when he was cornered, Old Man Zhang let him enter the National Art Pavilion. It's a pity that his talent is not good, and he has become a third-class disciple after so many years of hard work. Because he is faithful and reliable, he will be sent to this newly opened national art hall.

Who knows, the inexplicable third young master went crazy and made a bet that he must lose. Although it is not over yet, many people have already found other jobs, and only he is left!

Wu Hao's fists clenched hard, and he said with a low face: "I may not be able to beat you, but you will never be allowed to insult the Zhang family's National Art Pavilion!" ”

He can lose, but he can't bow his head!

Everyone in the Black Wind National Art Pavilion showed a gloating expression, and the young curator was ruthless, this guy is useless! And the disciples of the Zhangjia Guoshu Pavilion are all in danger, but they don't have the courage to fight side by side with Wu Hao!

"Old man, I'm worthy of you!"

Wu Hao secretly said in his heart that the whole person was ready to step down and compete. But at the same time, an arm had already grasped him firmly, and a warm voice said lightly: "It's just a first-class disciple, and I don't need you to make a move!" ”

Wu Hao looked up, but saw the young man who had just come to study standing there, wearing the clothes of an intern disciple. His face changed and said: "Why are you disobedient, I said don't come out, you are really." ”

Being reprimanded by a third-class disciple, Zhang Ren didn't get angry, but even showed his snow-white teeth, and said with a smile: "You are the third-class disciple of our Zhangjia Guoshu Museum, but if the others are not there, you are equivalent to the director of the Guoshu Museum!" Look at how the black-robed kid looks so good, how can he be worthy of fighting you, let me try! ”

Can you?

Although Wu Hao didn't know who the other party was, he looked at the other party's snow-white teeth and couldn't help whispering.

Zhang Ren smiled and said, "Okay, just try it!" What if it does? ”

Wu Hao nodded and said, "Then you be careful." ”

Zhang Ren quickly walked to the center of the martial arts training ground, and said to the black-robed young man with a smile: "The apprentice disciples of the Zhangjia National Art Hall challenge you, if you dare, come down, if you don't dare, go away!" Don't look for anyone else to come down and die! ”

The black-robed young man's face changed, and he just wanted to appear on the stage. But behind him, two men with tigers on their backs came out, and said loudly: "Rich and young, this person doesn't need you to make a move, leave it to us!" ”

While speaking, one of the men walked in, stared at Zhang Ren with contempt, and said disdainfully: "This is your own bad luck, no wonder I am ruthless!" ”

Before the words fell, the man had already been scrapped out and fell to the ground fiercely.

Zhang Ren stretched his waist and said weakly: "Don't talk nonsense, come up and let me beat you!" ”