Chapter 82 Agreement

The matter could have come to an end, but Yan Song was really angry with the unreasonable threat of the ruffian dean. At this time, he thought that there were several elders to support him, so he no longer cringed as before. He pointed to the ruffian elder and said, "Don't be arrogant. If you anger the young master, I can slap you to death!"

When the ruffian elder heard this, he was furious. The hand he had withdrawn stretched out of his arm again, and the blue light in his palm was faint. Despite the dissuasion of almost the elder, he rushed up and looked at the situation. He couldn't wait to tear Yan Song to a human silk: "Your mother, Le Gobi! A son of a bitch who has just entered the sword courtyard dares to talk to me like this. I'm tired of living!" As he spoke, his palms suddenly poked out, and the cyan mysterious air burst out, straight to Yan Song's forehead.

Yan Song was shocked and knew that he had angered the ruffian elders this time, so he had no choice but to ask several elders around him to support him. He suddenly regretted it now. When he first arrived, he was furious at the leaders of the Jianyuan before he could distinguish the specific situation here. It is related to their own interests for the elders to compete with his apprentices. It is hard to say whether he will come forward for this apprentice who is not even qualified as an apprentice at present. From their conversation just now, it can be seen that in terms of strength and power, the nine of them seem to be slightly inferior to the ruffian dean.

Seeing that the ruffian dean punched and no one around him moved, Yan Song suddenly despaired. He said in his heart that he would not stab him this time, right? The second guy in front of him may beat himself or kill him. Let's escape. In a hurry, he walked out of Yuxu, but just as he was about to move, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, motionless in front of the ruffian dean.

Yan Song immediately stopped and fixed his eyes. It was Elder Haiyue, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a white robe.

A figure suddenly appeared before the ruffian elder met. He wanted to hit him directly, but immediately found that it was Haiyue in white robe in front of him. She looked at him so motionless. She was so scared that he dared to pull back his hands out, and his body also stopped in an instant. His beards were so angry. "Get out of the way!"

Elder Haiyue stood motionless and stared at him. The ruffian elder was at a loss for a moment. He looked at several elders around him angrily, and his blood surged up and his eyes were cracking: "Don't force me." At the sound of his words, there was a sudden hum all over his body, blooming with a thick blue mysterious atmosphere, and the whole dean's room was full of green light.

Haiyue's face changed, and several elders around her also looked at each other. The expression was not afraid, but frowned, with a black line on her forehead, and looked at each other impatiently, as if to say, "Fuck! This guy is going to work hard again!"

While being angry, the two emotions are extremely quiet...

"Cough!" Just as the swords were drawn on both sides, Yang Bing, the elder in blue robe, suddenly coughed twice, and then slowly stepped forward with a smile on his face. Without looking at the old ruffian with a purple face, he said calmly, "I have a way to better solve our current antagonism."

He turned back slightly and saw several elders behind him looking at him, and then he still smiled and looked at the ruffian elders. At this time, the ruffian elder still clenched his fists and looked at the opposite side, but his angry face was obviously much lighter than before. Seeing this, the elder in blue robe smiled and then said, "Is this good? Don't you want to teach this stinky boy a lesson?"

"I just want to kill him!" The ruffian dean's face, which had just recovered, was swollen and purple again. Yan Song felt that the other party's eyes alone were enough to hit him into an internal injury. The ruffian dean said impatiently, "If you have something to say!"

Yang Bing said calmly, "Dean, do you think this is good? We will make an appointment. You just teach your apprentice well. When the time limit comes, you will send your apprentice to teach him a lesson! In this way, we can compare the means of our own believers. If we meet good disciples in the future, we can let them have a good master's choice, so as not to meet the potential of his apprentices, right?

Seeing that the ruffian dean heard the sarcasm in the words and didn't wait for the other party to get angry, Yang Bing said again, "Of course, if your apprentice wins, doesn't it mean that your followers have a way? Moreover, isn't it very fast to let the apprentice directly teach people who don't like it?"

When the ruffian director heard the words, his eyes moved, as if he were thinking about it.

The beautiful woman in the white robe opposite, Elder Haiyue, saw this and hurriedly added vinegar: "What's the matter, dean, are you afraid that you won't receive an apprentice in the future, or..."

"How can it not be compared! This is the best! Haha..." The ruffian dean suddenly turned furious into a wild laugh, startled the people around him, and only heard him continue, "Hum, it's time to prove my apprenticeship ability! Hey hey..." He smiled very obscenely, as if there was another deep meaning in his words. He planned to move something else. Seeing the elders opposite looking at him inexplicably, he suddenly turned his head and patted the girl in yellow beside him on the shoulder: "Girl, learn well from me. You can't take care of that guy's life!"

"Master, the apprentice's goal is to enter the top ten of Panlong Sword Academy and be on the Panlong list. As for other things, the disciple is not interested, but the master ordered that the apprentice should do his best." When the girl in yellow speaks, although she behaves politely and closely, her tone is extremely arrogant. Especially her expression, although she lowered her head, was extremely indifferent, as if the people around her did not exist at all.

When the ruffian director heard the words, he said happily, "Okay! It's worthy of being my apprentice!"

Yan Song suddenly said "Ah?" behind several elders. With a sound, he stared at the dean of the ruffian in a daze. How did he think that this ruffian ruffian and obscene old man had such an elegant name!

Of course, the ruffian dean saw what Yan Song was thinking. At this moment, he suddenly pointed to Yan Song and said angrily, "It's not too long. Just a month. A month later, little eunuch, you compare with my apprentice. Please allow me to call you that in advance, because a month later, you were designated to be cut off by my apprentice!" His unbridled words not only made several elders around him blush, but also the girl in yellow beside him. He couldn't help but blush on both sides, and a few black lines appeared on his arrogant forehead.

"I--" Yan Song was furious and wanted to curse again, but was stopped by Haiyue who turned around. She turned around and hurried out with several elders. "That good dean, let him and the two of them have a comparison a month later."

Out of the dean's room, several elders agreed on the way. Yan Song, a wooden attribute, worshipped under the white-robed beautiful woman Haiyue's door, and for the comparison a month later, these elders decided to give advice to Yan Song at the same time. Yan Song can't refuse this, and he doesn't want to refuse. Although he doesn't understand why he has to learn from the elders of light attributes, he understands that if he follows several elders to deal with the relationship, he is likely to get the "mythical beast" martial soul that they promised before.

Seeing that it was noon, Elder Haiyue ordered Yan Song to go to her residence on time in the afternoon, and then walked away with several other elders. Yan Song unconsciously walked back to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory, and he didn't know what to do when he came back, so he remembered Qin Shou and decided to go to Panlong Inn to find Qin Shou.

He hurried down the dormitory, turned around, and suddenly saw a short old man in front of him, bent down, with his hands upside down, with a crutch in one hand and his back to him. It was the ruffian dean. Yan Song suddenly trembled all over, and he shouted in his heart. He stepped under his feet and suddenly flew backwards.

Unexpectedly, the ruffian dean's light skills were stronger. He hardly needed to look back. There was a burst of broken steps under his feet and disappeared in a few trances. Yan Song was shocked and hurriedly landed with the trend of flying backwards, but as soon as his toes landed, he was suddenly swayed with a stick behind his back. He was almost stunned, and the teenager was measured on the ground.

Yan Song was furious. Before he got up, he felt that someone had pulled him up. Then, he saw the extremely shady old face next to him and only heard the ruffian dean say, "I said, I'm going to kill you!" Are you convinced?

The teenager didn't say anything, his spirit was everywhere, and the nine purple dragons in his hand broke out of their sleeves and went straight to the ruffian dean. The old ruffian felt sensitive and immediately threw Yan Song out. At the same time, the crutches in his hand danced, and his body rotated violently. He raised his legs in a series. After landing, he maintained the appearance of bending down and crutches just now.

But at the next moment, his old face suddenly stiffened. At the same time, his eyes were surprised and suddenly looked down. On the brown cotton coat on his left leg, a blood hole became wet and wet, and the surrounding area was red. At his ankle, blood slowly flowed out against his skin, and his whole shoes turned red. Looking at his crutch, one of them was pierced by seven or eight purple dragon beards. The gap was no longer under the pressure above, and it clicked and broke into two.

The ruffian dean was shocked and suddenly looked up at Yan Song: "I rely on your mother! Why did you sneak up on me!" With that, he waved his fists and wanted to beat Yan Song, but he suddenly stopped again, and most of his anger suddenly disappeared, and he turned to surprise: "I, who is the second-order Xuanzong, was secretly injured by a mysterious scholar? I--" He suddenly turned his head and looked around, trying to find the nine purple hidden weapons he had just seen, but the purple dragon beard had already been taken back into his sleeve by Yan Song. How could he find it?

Finally, he seemed to realize this and looked at Yan Song and said, "What weapon did you use just hand over to me?"

Yan Song is on fire at this moment. He has never seen such an unreasonable bastard. At present, he doesn't care what the other party says, so he points to him and scolds, "I warn you to die. If you want to fight, let's choose a place. If the young master doesn't slap you into a specimen, I won't be Yan!"

The ruffian elder frowned slightly, but this time, he didn't rush up. He was muttering in his heart: It's enough for this boy to say such a thing in front of several elders before. Now that he dares to be so arrogant in the face of Laozi, is it possible... Not to slap me to death, it's just the hidden weapon just now, I'm afraid it's not Idle people...

However, with his personality, he did not believe in this evil. Seeing Yan Song's words, he also found a high-sounding reason. This time, he must torture this boy to death! So the corners of his mouth smiled gently: "Hmm, come here, I'm waiting for you to pat me!" As he spoke, he walked in one direction.

Yan Song's brain rotated quickly. He was thinking about whether to do this. If he did so, he would deter the old immortal, but will the other party, as the dean of Panlong Sword Academy, doubt himself? In case it attracts the attention of the whole city, what will happen to his descendant of Yan Hong? To a certain extent, the fate of the Yan family is in his hands.