The white light flashed and reappeared, and the place where Zhang Long found himself was a room full of medieval European style. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps.

Zhang Long looked up and found that there were two people, a male yellow and a female Caucasia.

Male yellow race, about thirty years old, square face, wearing a black suit, looking at the fabric, you know that it is not an ordinary color, it should be a haute couture suit.

He was tall, nearly one meter nine, quite burly, with thick black and neat eyebrows, and a pair of dark and deep eyes flashing under the wide thick eyebrows.

The whole gives a lean and strong feeling.

Next to him was a Caucasian woman in her thirties, dressed in a medieval palace dress.

Zhang Long looked at it at a glance, and felt that his whole heart was shocked, and the blonde woman in her thirties in front of him was absolutely stunning.

She is about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, with dazzling blonde hair, delicate facial features, fair skin, and her figure is straight and backward, not ordinary hot.

Sky blue eyes, graceful like sapphires, are so charming, exuding a noble temperament all over the body, mature and sexy, even if I have seen many stunning beauties, such as Mu Wanqing, Xia Mengmeng, Gong Xiaolei and other Zhang Long can't help but have a moment of distraction.

"Mountain, is this little brother the helper you invited, so cute!"

Seeing Zhang Long looking directly at herself, the blonde beauty couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Long hurriedly came back to his senses, touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Beautiful lady, I'm very sorry, you are so beautiful, please forgive me for being rude." ”

"Haha, lovely boy from the East, my name is Elizabeth, it's nice to meet you."

Elizabeth walked over and held out her hand to Zhang Long.

"My name is Zhang Long, and it's a pleasure to meet your wife."

Zhang Long shook it lightly, and then let go.

"Shan, let's talk, I'll go and prepare the luggage."

Elizabeth glanced at her man and headed upstairs.

"Hello Brother Zhao, it makes you smile, but seriously, your wife is really not ordinarily beautiful."

Zhang Long looked at the middle-aged man and stretched out his right hand.

Zhao Dashan smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Zhang Long's hand, and said, "Thank you for the compliment, you are not the first person to say this." ”

"Come, don't stand, let's sit down."

The two sat down on the coffee table, and Zhao Dashan poured Zhang Long a cup of black tea, "Taste, the black tea for the British royal family tastes no worse than our Chinese Longjing tea." ”

Zhang Long picked up the teacup, sniffed it, then took a sip and said, "Good tea." ”

Then he remembered something and asked, "British royalty, Brother Zhao, shouldn't your wife be a royal princess?" ”

Zhao Dashan smiled and nodded: "Elizabeth Taylor, the third in line to the British royal family." ”

"Hang!"

Zhang Long gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, you asked for help and said that if you want to go on your honeymoon, you have to find someone to substitute for a month, I don't know which school in the UK, can you take me over to have a look?"

Zhang Long asked.

Zhao Dashan shook his head and said with a smile: "The school I want you to help me do with substitute teaching is not a school in the UK, but Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." ”

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

Zhang Long was stunned, he didn't expect him to go to Hogwarts to substitute teach.

"Isn't Hogwarts a school for training wizards, and does it also take martial arts classes?"

Zhang Long wondered.

Zhao Dashan laughed when he heard this, and said: "Haha, have you forgotten, I am a traverser, I am two years Chinese New Year's Eve old today, and I crossed over when I was thirteen years old, and I have been here for nineteen years."

For 19 years, I have been committed to the development of martial arts in this plane known for magic, and now I am the principal of the Great China Martial Arts School.

Three years ago, I successfully transferred my martial arts skills to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and now I am the Head of the Martial Arts Department of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ”

"Damn, send the martial arts internal skills to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Brother Zhao, I don't know what to say, in short, hang!"

After listening to Zhao Dashan's story, Zhang Long gave a thumbs up again.

Zhao Dashan said with a smile: "It's okay, my ultimate goal is to build a demon martial arts school in this plane, but unfortunately, now in the magic world, there is still prejudice against our martial arts internal strength, and it will take at least ten or twenty years to achieve this goal." ”

Zhang Long said: "Rome was not built in a day, where there is a will, there is a way, I believe that Brother Zhao will be able to realize this dream." ”

"Okay, let's not talk about that, I'll take you to our martial arts school European branch to do a level test now!"

"This, do you still have to do a test?"

Zhang Long wondered.

"Yes, to be a martial arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you must have a certificate of rank from our Great China Martial Arts School."

Zhao Dashan said, stood up, stretched out his right hand, and said to Zhang Long: "Hold my hand, the European branch of the Great China Martial Arts School is far away from my castle, and it takes more than an hour to take the car, and we will phantom and move over." ”

"I'll go, Phantom Shift! Brother Zhao, are you a dual cultivator of demon martial arts? ”

"Of course, my goal is to establish a magic school, so naturally I have to study magic, okay, don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

Zhang Long nodded, stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Dashan's hand.

In the next second, the two of them twisted and disappeared in place.

The void twisted, and Zhao Dashan took Zhang Long to reach his destination using phantom transformation.

Zhang Long only felt that he was stuffed into the compartment of a large truck traveling at high speed, and then kept falling over and over, and was thrown out at the most snapped moment.

If it weren't for Zhao Dashan pulling him, Zhang Long would inevitably fall and stumble.

Even if his body was strengthened and he had profound internal strength, it took a long time to calm down the tumultuous rivers and seas in his stomach.

Zhang Long looked up and found that a circular building about three zhang high and made of bluestone appeared in front of him.

The shape is a bit like the colosseum of ancient Rome on Earth in the previous life.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

……

A neat hey sound came from inside, and as the footsteps approached, the roar grew louder and louder, faintly mixed with the sound of ping-pong metal crashing.

Passing through the high gate and walking through the five-meter-long aisle, there is a very wide martial arts arena in front of you, which is large enough to accommodate three thousand people, and there are eight or nine hundred white people in the center of the field, and black people are holding spears and practicing marksmanship.

"A stab in the sky!"

"Grey cat pounces on the mouse!"

"Iron Ox Ploughing the Field!"

……

Or stab, or block, or take, a gun flew up and down, like a dragon dancing, eight or nine hundred guns danced together, the momentum was amazing, just like a real battlefield.

"Well, the momentum is amazing, but this marksmanship can only be regarded as so-so."

Zhang Long pursed his lips and gave an evaluation.

Zhao Dashan laughed: "Haha, it's good for foreigners to be able to practice like this." (To be continued.) )