An Zheng and Du Slender cleaned up for a while, and then left the sect to prepare to go to the martial arts academy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 When Info just went out, An Zheng suddenly saw a person standing there not far away, although it was the height of summer, she seemed to be shivering from the cold. She is so lonely, like an inconspicuous wildflower on the side of the road, quietly blooming with her own beauty, but with a little inferiority.

Ding Ningdong.

An Zheng walked over and asked, "You're here to find me?"

Ding Ningdong nodded with a small range of movements, and then took a deep breath: "I...... I just want to tell you that my father has found someone who is going to attack you during the martial arts competition, and that person is called Lang Jing. Maybe he'll do it at other times, he's a madman...... Be careful yourself, I'm leaving. ”

An argued: "Thank you, you came to me like this, and your father will be wronged if you know it." ”

Ding Ningdong shook his head: "I'm not afraid, anyway, he already plans to marry me off, so he won't be too difficult for me." I just wanted to tell you that I ...... I'm not like my brother. ”

When she had finished speaking, she turned and ran, her figure looking more and more lonely.

An Zheng kept watching Ding Ningdong run away, and his heart was a little blocked. It seems that people with good hearts will always encounter all kinds of tribulations. Ding Ningdong said that his father was going to marry her, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and grievances. She couldn't control her own destiny, and struggled carefully, but she couldn't break through that strange callous circle.

After they left the sect, the big men of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect also began to leave one by one. They walked out into the streets, still in such an arrogant and domineering manner. These fierce men are like evil men, but they delicately help the old man cross the road, help the children go to school, and by the way, if they see anyone who is unreasonable, they will teach them a lesson with a more unreasonable attitude.

Recently, this has become a norm in the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, so much so that the residents of the neighborhood are accustomed to having these big men to maintain justice. Later, if something happened to anyone's family, they would no longer go to Fanggu Mansion to complain, but would come to the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect for help.

For such a person, An Zheng has an attitude, where to go, Tianqizong is not a yamen.

Some people will say that people will only ask for it if they have real grievances, so why don't you care? An Zheng told his subordinates that a unified reply to this kind of question is ...... Why should I care?

I can take the initiative to help people because I want to. I can also help no one, or because I'm willing. If everyone regards the Apocalypse Sect as the Yamen, then what does the Yamen regard the Apocalypse Sect as?

An Zheng sorted out the news about this Lang Jing as he walked, and this person was also a celebrity.

In March this year, he ran to the gate of Dading Academy alone, claiming to challenge Su Feilun. He stood outside Dading Academy for three days and three nights, thinking that Su Feilun would accept the challenge, but Su Feilun didn't even look at him from beginning to end. Then he went to the Taishang Dojo again, wanting to challenge Feng Xiuyang, but Feng Xiuyang ignored it the same.

In April, he knelt outside the Tianji Palace for two days and two nights, claiming that he was a once-in-a-century genius, and begged King Yan to give him a chance to serve the country and become a general. He originally wanted to leave if he didn't see King Yan, but because he couldn't stand the contemptuous and ridiculed eyes of those adults in the past, he finally left.

In May, he set up a ring of his own in the streets, claiming to accept the challenge of anyone under the age of twenty, and that whoever could win him would be a slave. The ring was set up for three days, and no one beat him, because no one fought him.

In June, the recruitment of the Martial Academy was about to begin, and he went to the Martial Academy to challenge Nie Qing again. Nie Qing was the strongest person among the last class of students of the Martial Arts Academy, and some people called him, Su Feilun of Dading Academy, and Feng Xiuyang of Taishang Dojo as the Three Masters of the capital. He shouted outside the gate of the martial arts courtyard for a day, and in the evening, Nie Qing came out of the martial arts courtyard, casually lifted the dismounted stone weighing hundreds of catties outside the martial arts courtyard, and casually threw it dozens of meters away, clapped his hands and left.

Then Lang Jing stood there for half an hour, bowing his head and leaving the gate of the martial arts academy with heavy steps.

Later, he inquired about Nie Qing's age, and heard that Nie Qing was eighteen years old, Su Feilun was nineteen, and Feng Xiuyang was seventeen. So he embroidered a line on his clothes, and he was the fourth in the world under the age of twenty.

So much so that when people mentioned him later, they jokingly called him the fourth in the world.

That's a strange man, and most people say he's a lunatic. A madman who can do anything to become famous.

When An Zheng really saw this person, he suddenly felt a little pitiful about this person.

Lang Jing stood at the gate of the martial arts courtyard, wearing a coarse cloth dress. Although the clothes are very old and old, and there are many patches, they are clean. He stood at the door of the martial arts courtyard with a knife in his arms. His pants were a little shorter, up to his ankles. He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, which were torn, but they were also well mended. So An Zheng felt that this was not a madman, but a poor person who wanted to change his life with his own efforts.

Lang Jing's strength must not be weak, otherwise he would not really challenge Su Feilun Feng Xiuyang and Nie Qing's pride of the sky. Since his cultivation is not weak, then he can completely rely on being a guard or something else to make his life better. However, he didn't, which shows that he has a self-esteem in his bones that is almost perverted. He felt that he should not do those inferior things, and he firmly believed that he would become a superior person.

An Zheng looked at Lang Jing and made an evaluation after a brief observation...... Pitiful, unhonorable.

"You're An Zheng?"

Lang Jing held the knife in both hands: "Under Lang Jing, I want to challenge you." ”

Fourth, there is a layer of stubble on the chin, so it looks a little older than the actual age. His waist was straight, but his back was a little hunched no matter how he looked at it. He's not hunchbacked, he's just a little out of breath from something.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly thicker lips, and a straight nose. If he didn't have a knife in his arms, everyone would think he was a farmer.

An Zheng asked, "Why did you challenge me?"

Lang Jing replied: "Because you are very famous, if I win against you, I will be more famous than you." Those who think you are a talent will think that I am a talent. ”

An argued: "So of course you didn't take the money to challenge me. ”

Lang Jing was a little excited: "I'm for my own future, how can I collect money? I, my cultivation, can't be bought with money!"

An Zheng nodded: "So the other party just gave you an empty promise." ”

Lang Jing is obviously not a very good liar, so after listening to An Zheng's words, his expression was a little cramped: "No...... No one came to me to ask me to kill you, I just wanted to challenge you myself. ”

An Zheng couldn't help laughing: "I accept your challenge." ”

Lang Jing was obviously stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to expect An Zheng to really accept his challenge. He once tried to challenge the three heroes of the capital, but no one responded to him head-on. Su Feilun and Feng Xiuyang didn't even see him, and Nie Qing just smashed his self-esteem to pieces with a dismount stone. Later, one night Lang Jing tried it, and the dismounting stone was no less than five hundred catties, and he couldn't throw Nie Qing so far away by saying anything.

So when An Zheng said that I accept your challenge, he didn't believe it.

Originally, Lang Jing was ready, and if An Zheng didn't accept the challenge, he would stop An Zheng in front of the martial arts courtyard and not let him in.

"How do you compare?"

Ann asked.

Lang Jing's foot kicked on the ground with some uneasiness: "Bi...... In real combat, I will fight with you. ”

An Zheng nodded: "It's right here, there is still a while before the martial arts academy assessment." ”

Lang Jing looked at An Zheng: "You don't have weapons, and I don't need weapons!"

He slammed the knife in his arms into the ground, and the handle shook violently, and the blade shook, refracting the sunlight as well.

"I have been practicing since I was a child, and I began to challenge cultivators in Daxin Town, and I have traveled all the counties under the rule of Fang Gu Mansion of Yan Kingdom, and under the age of twenty, I have not met an opponent. ”

Lang Jing hugged his fists: "What I am best at is punches and kicks, you have to be careful." ”

An Zheng made a gesture of please: "Make a move." ”

At this time, many people had gathered outside the martial arts courtyard, and the news spread out as soon as it spread. Soon more people came out of the martial arts courtyard to see the excitement, and everyone was talking about ...... That An Zheng was fighting at the gate of the martial arts courtyard again.

Nie Qing was also there, and he didn't know why he came. When he heard about An Zheng before, he felt that An Zheng was just a hairy boy who didn't care about it. However, the more the people from the military department and the martial arts academy paid attention to the security struggle, the more curious he became. So when he heard that An Zheng was fighting again at the gate of the Fifth Courtyard and accepted Lang Jing's challenge, he couldn't help but walk out.

Because he knew Lang Jing's strength, he once said it to his friends in private...... Under the age of twenty, within the realm of ascension, Lang Jing may have no opponents.

Nie Qing didn't know if he was watching An Zheng make a fool of himself, or if he didn't want An Zheng to lose the face of the military department and the martial arts academy.

At the same time, less than a hundred meters away from the entrance of the martial arts courtyard, there is a restaurant called Zuiyue Building. On the second floor, a young man with a sword on his back sits by the window. He wore a black robe, the cuffs were rolled up to reveal the snow-white lining, and he looked neat. He carried a wooden sword behind his back, without a scabbard and certainly not sharp. The wooden sword was tied with an apricot-yellow rope, and some dense handwriting could still be seen on it.

The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and the birth is more beautiful than a girl. His fingers are slender, white and clean, and his nails are neatly cut, so that they will never get in the way when he makes a fist.

He was in a restaurant, but he didn't drink.

He looked sideways at the Martial Academy, with some expectation in his eyes.

On the opposite side of this restaurant, only separated by a street, is a very famous green building in Fanggu City, called Junxin Building. It is said that Junxin Building is the property of the descendants, so it can be opened unscrupulously not far from the martial arts institute. And this Junxin Building, it is said that there are so many flower-like women in it, all of which were specially cultivated in order to seduce the young talents of the martial arts academy.

Of course, all this is a legend, and I don't know what the background of Junxinlou is. However, the girl in Junxinlou is indeed well-known, not only for her appearance, but also for her talent.

On the second floor of the Junxin Building, a window was pushed open, and a young man in a thin shirt stood at the window. He had a glass of wine in his hand, and the smell of wine wafted from the second floor to the street. He has a good figure, and under the thin shirt, the muscles are angular. He also has a very clear and handsome face, under the sword eyebrows, those eyes seem to have a sharp look that sees through everything. A disheveled woman walked over behind him, and under the water sleeves, the smooth and slender arms hugged him from behind.

The young man on the side of Junxin Tower raised his wine glass, and the young Taoist priest on the side of Drunken Moon Tower raised the teacup and saluted back.

The two of them had the same meaning in their eyes...... So you're there, too.

Nie Qing, who was leaning on the stone lion at the entrance of the martial academy, seemed to sense something, and looked sideways into the distance. So he saw the half-dressed Su Feilun in the green building, and also saw the style of drinking tea in the restaurant, of course he also knew that those two people must also be looking at themselves.

Then the eyes of the three people involuntarily shifted to the other person...... Ann Zheng.