On the way, the guards who pressed Meng Yang back to the sparring house did not shout to reprimand this time.

However, the hands that had been held on the saber never let go.

Especially the anti-thief's eyes seemed to be straightforward, and Meng Yang was very angry.

This made Meng Yang's back frightened, and at the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart, why did he bother to know today.

After all, the guard, who has become accustomed to insulting his sparring disciples on weekdays, discovers one day that the sparring disciples who were bullied by him before have turned into a powerful person, he first regards this person as a threat, not as a friend, but as a threat.

And at this moment, they regarded Meng Yang as a threat, and it was an existence that could threaten their lives.

Although Meng Yang still doesn't know what the final reaction of the Lin family's top leaders will be in the battle with Gao Yubo.

But at least, the guards didn't dare to insult him. Otherwise, the guards of the sparring team were only five people, except for the leader, all four of them followed behind Meng Yang. This is not to prevent him, is it possible to fall in love with him?

Holding that he might have been concerned by the Lin family, Meng Yang was too lazy to make trouble during this time.

Glancing at the protector-like guards beside him, Meng Yang sighed helplessly, and then paid attention to his pupils.

If you want to say that the thing that excites him the most today is that in addition to defeating Gao Yubo, it is the information that after the upgrade of his martial arts, he understands the meaning of true martial arts.

Meng Yang was wondering why Nan Chen Hai had been talking about martial arts, but he had never been able to grasp the essentials.

Even if he is a dull and stupid person, at least he will not be like him, and he still has no power after practicing nearly 10,000 times.

Originally, he thought that when he fought with Gao Yubo, his martial arts broke through, and a new true martial arts appeared in his pupils.

Who knows, the more he thinks about it, the more strange he feels, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels unreasonable.

If it is really as Nan Chen Hai said, the martial power is the true potential derived from the martial artist's extreme cultivation of martial arts.

Then the meaning of true martial arts looks more like the name of extracting ability from extreme martial arts.

Although the meaning of the two words is the same, the meaning is completely different, which is really confusing.

However, Meng Yang was very sure that if it was really his own speculation.

Then this true meaning should be a kind of name for passive and active martial arts that are bred from martial arts.

Even if it's not, it's not far off.

......

Returning to the sparring house, with the guards disbanded, Meng Yang walked to his room.

He really wanted to share his battle with Gao Yubo today with Nan Chen Hai.

But when he pushed open the door and was about to shout Nan Chenhai's name, he smelled the smell of roast meat and wine.

The taste was very light, but it made Meng Yang, who hadn't eaten meat for half a month, swallow a big mouthful of water, and his eyes almost popped out.

"You can count it back, if you don't come back, I'll eat it first. ”

As soon as Nan Chen Hai saw Meng Yang coming back, he couldn't help the burning appetite in his heart, and grabbed the liquor on the table and poured it into a meal.

While pouring, his eyes motioned for Meng Yang to sit down quickly, just waiting for you.

Meng Yang didn't talk nonsense, roared wildly, and sat down on Chen Nanhai's bed.

But suddenly, Meng Yang's expression was stunned, and he couldn't help frowning and turned around, glancing at the room.

The condensed gaze finally stayed on the clean empty bed.

"So, what about the black man?"

Meng Yang finally knew why he felt something missing when he came in just now.

It turned out that the black-bellied man who had been seriously injured and unconscious was gone.

"Die, I didn't make it..."

Nan Chenhai, who licked the wine at the corner of his mouth, handed the wine to Meng Yang, sighed, and didn't say anything more.

Meng Yang's expression was stunned for a moment, then he sighed, and he didn't dislike it, so he took the wine and poured it down.

"Phew, what kind of bird wine is this, it still smells sour..."

After only taking a sip, Meng Yang almost threw away the wine jug, but fortunately, Nan Chen Hai quickly snatched it over.

Looking at Meng Yang's appearance of drinking Heding Red and pinching his neck and coughing, Nan Chenhai shook the wine bottle with a pity on his face, blew his beard and glared: "You kid is really a mouse-eyed, this is the famous wine of the Lin family, many people can't drink it if they want to, such as you..."

"I won't drink this bird wine. ”

Meng Yang touched his lips and was about to say a few words when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Hesitating, he tried to ask, "What do you mean when you say that many people can't drink, such as me?"

As soon as he heard this, Nan Chen Hai, who was drinking, almost squirted a mouthful.

squinted his eyes, his eyes were full of disgust: "You kid can really blow." ”

"It's true..."

Looking at Nan Chen Hai's expression, Meng Yang was speechless and told him about today's incident with Gao Yubo.

From beginning to end, Nan Chenhai is the same, you talk about you, Lao Tzu believes you, Lao Tzu is the appearance of water in his head, straight Meng Yang looked at it.

In the end, Meng Yang didn't bother to say, pursed his lips, and was about to grab the bowl of roast meat to eat.

But before he stretched out half of his hand, he was slapped back by Nan Chenhai.

"You can drink wine, but you can't eat this meat..."

Meng Yang looked at Nan Chen Hai inexplicably, and was about to ask.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps reached his ears, followed by a knock on the door.

If this is put in normal times, Meng Yang will probably be puzzled.

After all, with his identity, no matter who he is, he will almost kick open the door and will not knock at all.

However, after the battle with Gao Yubo, he felt that the Lin family's attitude towards him at this moment, or the reward.

Thinking of what Nan Chen Hai had just said to himself, he sneered at it and was full of disgust, and he was surprised that he was going to look at it differently later, Meng Yang's heart was dark, and he couldn't wait, so he quickly got up and opened the door.

The curious Nan Chen Hai couldn't help but follow behind Meng Yang, wanting to see who knocked on the door.

Who knows, the moment the door opened, Nan Chenhai's wrinkled face couldn't help but twitch.

In his stunned eyes, it was as if he had seen something incredible.

And Meng Yang was also a little surprised, he thought that it was the guards who came, but he didn't expect it to be him.

I saw that Steward Li, who usually looked disdainful and looked at people with nostrils, was looking at Meng Yang with a smile on his face at the moment.

Behind Steward Li, there were three other subordinates holding wooden plates in their hands and lowering their heads.

Each wooden plate is covered with a red silk scarf, and appears to hold three different items.

Just as Meng Yang was wondering what he was asking, Steward Li, who seemed to know what Meng Yang was asking, immediately spoke: "Young Master Meng, I have performed well in the sparring process for four consecutive times, and I hereby promote Young Master Meng from a low-level sparring partner to a core disciple of the Lin family. ”

"Young Master Meng..."

looked at the smiling housekeeper Li, and the yellow teeth that were exposed.

Meng Yang took a deep breath and hurriedly suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart, trying to make himself appear normal.

But when the words "Young Master Meng" came out of Steward Li's mouth, Meng Yang still couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Countless cells all over the body trembled violently because of these three words.

And Nan Chen Hai on the side was even more shocked by Steward Li's words, and his heart was beating straight.

The brain went blank, and the thinking became chaotic.