Tang Zheng faced Tang Biao and the three of them, and the news that he did not fall behind quickly spread in the Tang Gate.

"That kid, is he really that strong?"

Tang Yunting's old face showed a hint of a smile.

Across from him sat an old man, slightly younger than him.

And beside the old man, there was a person standing, with a delicate complexion, and the most attractive thing was his slender and white hands.

It was the one who had a relationship with Tang Zheng, Tang Biao.

Tang Yunting looked at Tang Biao with a smile:

"Tang Biao, what do you think of Tang Zheng?"

Tang Biao looked respectful:

"Uncle Qiyu, the younger generation thinks that Tang Zheng is very strong."

"Oh?"

Tang Biao showed a hint of hesitation, and then said:

"He's stronger than me."

Tang Yunting and the old man opposite glanced at each other and smiled in unison:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the first time you've admitted that there are peers better than you."

Tang Biao was proud by nature, not only learned the flying knife skills of their senior brothers, but even touched the bypass and found a flying needle technique that was more suitable for him.

It can be said that Tang Biao is a genius among his peers.

Not to mention anything else, his flying needle is elusive and unguardable.

Among the entire Tang Sect peers, except for those few demons, there is no opponent at all.

Thinking of Tang Yuan's plan, Tang Yunting couldn't help but say tentatively:

"Tang Biao, if you are allowed to join Tang Zheng's command, are you willing?"

The old man on the other side couldn't help frowning.

Tang Biao didn't agree, nor did he deny it, but looked at the old man:

"Master, I obey your orders."

The old man couldn't help but smile:

"Tang Biao, you have grown up and have the right to make decisions for yourself. It's also an opportunity for you to grow. ”

"Choose for yourself, no matter how you choose, Master will support you."

The old man smiled very kindly, he and Tang Biao, named master and apprentice, were actually father and son.

The relationship between the two is not comparable to other masters and apprentices in the Tang Sect.

Tang Biao was not hypocritical, and said directly:

"Tang Zheng's current strength, or the strength he is showing now, is not enough to be qualified to form his own team."

Tang Biao hit the nail on the head:

"If he wants me to join, he's going to have to put in real work."

When Tang Yunting heard this, he couldn't help laughing:

"Hehe, you want to see the real thing, right? I guess there will be a chance soon. ”

He smiled and picked up a cup of tea and looked out the window:

"Those old guys, I'm afraid they can't help but try it, right?"

Tang Biao's master smiled and said:

"Senior Brother Yunting, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in that Tang Zheng?"

Tang Yunting smiled meaningfully:

"Tang Yuan made a move, I don't think I can do it without confidence, what's more, that kid is far from what we think, it's not as simple as ......"

In less than a day, the details of Tang Zheng's face to Tang Biao and the three of them have been painted by people and spread all over the Tang Gate.

Everyone is curious about Tang Zheng's true strength:

How strong is this kid who suddenly joined the Tang Sect?

When facing Tang Biao, is the strength he shows the tip of the iceberg, or did he do his best?

Tang Zheng is the son of Tang Yuan, and his every move is destined to attract the attention of people with a heart.

So, almost within a day, Tang Zheng's information was put on the table of the powerful bosses of the Tang Sect.

"Tang Ye this time, it can be said that he was careless in Jingzhou."

A middle-aged man with thin cheeks, like a fox, rubbed a pulped red sandalwood bracelet.

Opposite him, sat a middle-aged man in a Mao suit:

"Hehe, Tang Ye is not only losing Jingzhou, I heard that he was also cut off a finger by that kid."

"Oh? Why is there no information on it? ”

The fox frowned.

The tunic smiled:

"The news hasn't been confirmed yet, so it's just a rumor......"

Foxface sighed:

"Alas, there is no wind and no waves, we have been suppressed by Tang Yuan, and now there are more Tang Zheng ......"

"Those old guys, there's another good chess piece......"

"This Tang Zheng is by no means as simple as a chess piece!"

In another room, a chubby middle-aged man looked ordinary.

But in a pair of eyes, there are eyes as sharp as falcons.

Across from him, sat several men:

"Oh? Tang Zheng is not a chess piece? Just because he is Tang Yuan's son? ”

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded:

"That's right, you all underestimate Tang Yuan. In the past, he was at the mercy of those old guys, but he was too lazy to fight. ”

"But now, he has a son, his blood is orthodox, and his roots are red, what reason does he have not to fight?"

The middle-aged man laughed happily:

"With that Tang Zheng here, how could Tang Yuan still be at the mercy of that group of old guys?"

"Even if Tang Yuan wants to fight, what can he fight? Do you rely on Tang Zheng's hairy boy? ”

The middle-aged man looked at everyone, and his eyes flashed:

"Have you forgotten that there is still a neutral force around Tang Yuan?"

Everyone thought of something and gasped:

"You mean, Shadow Old?!"

East training martial arts ground.

In the Tang Gate, the young people who didn't go out all gathered here.

Every young man, with curiosity and provocative eyes on his face, looked at Tang Zheng who was standing at the front and facing everyone.

"You must wonder why you were called here, right?"

Tang Zheng asked lightly.

No one spoke.

Everyone seems to have suffered from silence together, or they have figured out guò silence to express their disdain.

Tang Zheng shrugged:

"Well, you guys have a lot of personality. Since you don't say it, let me say it alone. ”

"The reason why I made you stand here is because of my orders."

"How old are you when you give the order?"

There was a sneer from the crowd.

Tang Zheng glanced at it and said with a smile:

"I'm not old, but I want to inform you today that from the moment you stand in the martial arts training ground, you will be under my jurisdiction."

"From today on, I am your boss, and you are my little brother."

Everyone listened awkwardly:

"How can this TM be like the underworld that doesn't enter the stream?"

"This kid forgot to take his medicine, does he really want to be our boss?"

"It's a pity that Brother Hui and they are not here, otherwise they would have smoked this kid with a big mouth."

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

"Stop talking."

A voice rang out.

Tang Biao, Tang Xue, Tang Ying, they were silent for the first time.

Under their leadership, a group of young people suddenly fell silent.

However, there are still some people, giggling and chatting casually.

The most presumptuous of them all was a tall young man.

His laughter was like thunder, and there was an aura of arrogance in him.

As soon as Tang Zheng saw it, he knew that he was deliberately laughing so loudly.

This is a provocation to Tang Zheng's authority.

"Okay, since you sent it to the door, I'll take you under the knife."

Tang Zheng smiled and hooked his finger at the tall young man:

"You, come over to me."

The young man's face was full of provocation, and he went straight out of the crowd.

He clasped his hands over his shoulders and grinned:

"How do you want to punish me?"