Such a vastly different gap suddenly made Jing Chong's eyes shrink, no wonder it was said that the power was crushed to death, and in this originally dark blood knife village, it was even more vividly played.

However, what he never expected was that even the three hall masters who were so virtuous and respected would behave so worldly, so it seemed that even if he really joined the Teach Art Hall, it would only be an expedient measure for himself.

Thinking of this, in Jing Chong's heart, for the scene in front of him, there is only disgust and speechlessness, but others are small, even if they are self-assured, in this group of people, they are just an ant-like existence, and thinking so much is nothing more than a mediocre person disturbing himself.

Helplessly laughed at himself for a moment, Jing Chong had to sigh alone because of his slightly cold background, but he always believed that there would be a day when he would come to the end, even if it was ill-fated, what could he do?

With such a pride, Jing Chong's heart felt a lot better, as always, he watched the changes in this hall lightly, and at the same time, he was quietly waiting for his own destiny.

"Next!"

As soon as the deacon disciples at the door shouted, they wanted to call one of the people in the team outside the door to come and meet him, but at this moment, there was a sudden chaos outside the door.

"It's my turn!"

It was a very familiar voice, but when it came into Jing Chong's ears, it couldn't help but make him frown, because just listening to this accent, he had already heard the identity of the other party, Nie Haiyuan.

Thinking of this kid who is usually timid as a mouse, but cold and bold, Jing Chong pinched his sweat for no reason, originally their situation was already very passive, at this time, he really didn't want to see unnecessary incidents in his life.

"What's your turn, it's clearly my turn! Do you kid understand the rules? Look at the number on the number plate and know that I'm forty-two, you're forty-nine, how can you run directly in front of me over so many people?"

As soon as Nie Haiyuan's loud voice fell, he heard an extremely unconvincing voice coming, followed by a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Did you kid deliberately find fault? Did the kid in white just now grow three legs or what? Why can he enter the hall directly, and Lao Tzu has to follow the rules? Besides, when that kid walked in front of you just now, why didn't you even dare to let out a fart, why did Lao Tzu come, you girl roared so much, what is the reason?"

I have to say that Nie Haiyuan's kung fu is extraordinary, and after saying a word, it really makes people speechless and speechless.

But hearing that the arguing person was suffocated for a long time, he stomped his foot and said loudly, "Why, the family is handsome, and the family is the nephew of the second village owner, what kind of thing are you?"

It was a very frank confession, and he said it confidently, and that person was even more-for-tat at Nie Haiyuan, without the slightest intention of backing down, such a confrontation completely angered Nie Haiyuan.

"What the hell is Lao Tzu, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it!"

Nie Haiyuan was so angry that he chose to speak wildly, and when he said this, Zou Cang beside him was also constantly pinching his thighs secretly, hinting that he should not speak wildly, but the words had blurted out and were difficult to contain, which caused the other party to question at that time.

"Scare me to death, do you have the ability?"

The young man sneered and patted his chest and asked again.

"Lao Tzu ......".

Nie Haiyuan wanted to blurt out as soon as he raised his anger, but at the critical moment, the three words "patrol cottage" on his lips were still suppressed.

"You say!"

The young man ignored him, and deliberately provoked, but for a while, Nie Haiyuan's face was flushed.

But at this moment, the deacon disciples at the door had already intervened.

"Do you know what kind of place this is? I am afraid that I have to think about the consequences of making noise here for no reason!"

After some scolding, Nie Haiyuan had no choice but to feel empty, and at this time, it was more like a deflated ball hanging his head listlessly.

"Who's making noise outside the door, why don't you bring me to the palace!"

Wu Qing, the hall master headed by him, couldn't suppress his anger for a long time, but because of his identity, he didn't attack again, and at this time, he heard that the deacon's disciples had already intervened, and as the hall master, he took the opportunity to choose to interrogate.

And the moment he saw Wu Qing's iron-clad face, Jing Chong's neck shrank even more, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, "This damn kid is causing trouble, but it's bad!"

couldn't help but shake his head secretly and scolded in his heart, Jing Chong's heart had already degraded Nie Haiyuan from head to toe as worthless, and at the same time, he even regretted his intestines.

He shouldn't have been, he really shouldn't have recommended these two to the other party when the master of the village discussed with him to enter the art hall, and now he is moving bricks to hit his feet, but he really deserves it.

kept scolding in his heart, but Jing Chong was more worried, not only was he afraid that he and these two would really not be able to enter the art hall, but he was also afraid that these two would be punished, if they were really brutally punished, they would be abolished.

Sighing infinitely, Jing Chong's ears immediately heard the familiar sound of heavy footsteps, under the leadership of the deacon disciple, Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang both entered the main hall, behind the two, there was also a young man in a dark green robe, who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, but what could not be concealed was the indescribable pampering.

Judging from this temperament alone, Jing Chong already understands that this must not be some kind of good stubble, I am afraid that at least he is also the proud son of a leader.

Thinking of this, he was even more worried about the situation of the two.

"Who is it for?"

Wu Qingtie shouted angrily at Nie Haiyuan with a blushing face, and under the influence of the powerful aura, Nie Haiyuan only felt that his knees were soft and fell to the ground with a pop, and the horizontal momentum just now had long been gone.

Such a performance came into Jing Chong's gaze, but he couldn't help crying and laughing, what kind of person is this person in front of him? For a while, he was bold enough to hold the sky, but once he met someone who was more horizontal than him, he was suddenly paralyzed like mud, and he was not even as good as shit.

"The small Zhongfeng Sanzhai master sits down, the son of Chang Shun, the commander of the third army, my name is Chang Lin, and I have seen the three hall masters!"

Compared with Nie Haiyuan, this dark green robe young man looked extraordinarily stable and old, but seeing him walking and bowing, he soon ushered in the common appreciation of Leng Yu, Wu Qing and Xue Ming.

Nodding slowly, with a wave of his hand, Wu Qing motioned for the other party to step aside, and a pair of eyes were scorching, but stared straight at Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang, who were kneeling on the ground.

"The hall master is above, the patrol disciples Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang have kowtowed to you!"

After saying that, prostrate on the ground, Bangbang Bangbang really kowtowed, and behind him, Zou Cang also behaved, and the two of them knelt down in pairs.

"Oh, it turned out to be a disciple of the patrol cottage!"

Hearing Nie Haiyuan take the initiative to report, Wu Qing stretched his neck very unexpectedly, obviously even he didn't expect that a small patrol disciple would be so bold to contradict a leader of the disciple, isn't this kid himself a madman?

Wu Qing thought so in his heart, but he didn't show it, he pondered for a moment, but when he saw him, he turned his gaze to Jing Chong who was standing on the side, and it was obvious that until now he didn't really want to give up the other party's meaning, "If I'm not mistaken, you are also a disciple of the patrol cottage, right?"

Such a sudden question, but what Jing Chong didn't expect, Leng Buding's body trembled, Jing Chong also quickly knelt down, and kept kowtowing and saying yes, "Tell the hall master, these two are friends below, we are all from the ninth shed patrol cottage!"

Anyway, it was already notorious, Jing Chong simply stinked to the end, and he didn't hide it at all, he completely got out of the truth.

As soon as the words fell, where the three of them knelt down, they immediately attracted a lot of contempt and contempt.

Some even glanced at it secretly, chewing his tongue, "Hmph, it turns out that they are all from that rice bucket, no wonder they are all contaminated with a foul smell, what qualifications can be compared with Gongye Gongzi in such a filthy state!"

"Isn't it? Sometimes I feel that the world is quite normal, why do you meet so many abnormal people today?"

"Do you know what it means to be self-immeasurable? The more inferior people are, the more they have a kind of resentful heart, they call it a lack of human hearts, and the more inferior people are, the more they can't wait to manifest themselves as a gesture of grandstanding and looking for a sense of self-existence, but to put it bluntly, such behavior is just a dying struggle, self-comfort, this can be described as a clown who jumps off the beam, which makes people laugh!!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

......‍

In short, in the huge hall, there was everything to say, but in this crowd, no one stood in the position of three people to say a good word.

"Uh-huh, so it seems that the three of you were all brought by Mao Dahu?"

However, what Jing Chong never expected was that in the midst of this noisy ridicule, with the sound of coughing, there was no Wu Qing's angry ridicule, but at the moment when Jing Chong explained his identity and the two of them without any subtlety, it attracted a trace of appreciation from the three hall masters, which was not difficult to distinguish from the other party's tone.

"Yes, although the villain has a low status, he also knows a truth, but he doesn't know that ants still have the ambition to survive, but we are flesh and blood people, and we have more positive blood!

In the face of Wu Qing's inquiry, Jing Chong was completely open-minded, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, and finally said all the unhappiness in his heart, these words implied sarcasm, half of them were said in response to the matter of Gongye Changxun just now, and at the same time he was also waiting for the thunderous anger on the other side.

"It's a good practice of martial arts, there is no status! I admire you, so I want to witness your words!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Qing did not get angry, but looked at the three of them with interest, but after a long time, he said such a string of words coldly.

Such a sudden change is really unimaginable, in a short period of time, Jing Chong only felt that his brain was blank for a while, and his heart was about to jump out, however, before he could really calm down, Wu Qing's next words made him cold again.

"Therefore, according to what you said, let the three of you start from the lowest level of miscellaneous disciples in the art hall, regardless of whether you are talented or not, see which level you can reach in three years!"

The words like thunder frantically devoured Jing Chong's heart, and it was obvious that at this moment, Wu Qing's words completely hurt his fragile self-esteem.

An unprecedented stubbornness rushed at his head, his eyes shrank coldly, but at this time he had already raised his head, and looked at the old man opposite, he gritted his teeth and chose to nod silently.

"Okay, then I'll prove what I said today with my actions!"

Jing Chong's arrogance has not diminished, and he also said sonorously and powerfully.

As soon as the language stopped, the huge hall was boiling again.