After Huang Fan was defeated, Zhang Nan stood for a while and invited him to fight three times in a row. No one responded to the thirty-three martial arts alliances.

Everyone is a martial artist. Even if you can't see Zhang Nan's depth, how can you not see Huang Fan's power? That pair of iron palms will definitely beat any of the thirty-three martial arts halls. But in the end, they were defeated, and the opponent seemed to be at ease. Facing such an opponent, even Hu Tianming, who was most indignant, would find it difficult to confront him again.

According to normal procedures, Zhang Nan should come out and say a few words of scenes at this time, and then sit and have a meal together. The owners of the museum welcomed Zhang Nan to join the big family and let go of their past grudges and were happy.

But Zhang Nan was frustrated by what Lin Qingqing exchanged, and Huang Fan's appearance added a layer of fog to this already impure competition, and he was even less in the mood to have social engagements on those scenes. Seeing that no one came out to fight again, Zhang Nan clasped his fists and said thank you for your support, and then he directly sent the guests.

The owners of the museum had been unable to stay any longer. They all smiled and sneered and left in shame. Only Nangong Li expressed his kindness and came to visit him when it was convenient. The managers of the aristocratic families who came to watch the battle did not wait long, and they greeted him symbolically, almost leaving at the same time as the owners of the martial arts museums.

Gao Yuan, the prefect of Jingzhao, and Meng Xichuan, the director of the outer courtyard of Chu Yunwu Academy, also came to say goodbye to Zhang Nan. Gao Yuan was obviously more polite and said many beautiful scenes. Meng Xichuan was worried and very reserved. As for the old man Cao Kang Cao, the Marquis of Jingyang, he had long been sleeping on the chair and was carried back by his family. Zhang Nan didn't know what he was doing.

After sending everyone away one after another, Zhang Nan still didn't have time to rest. Before he could drink water, the 101 fan group coaxed him to surround him again.

"The master of the museum, it's amazing. He can play the first-grade martial arts skills so well."

"How did it do it? Teach us."

"That's right, just teach me. I have also practiced "Manniu Jin", but it's just rubbish when I use it."

"Owner, you are awesome, but you must not have the idea of ​​cold teaching."

“Yes, yes, this is the most important…”

Although these guys used to guess that Zhang Nan might have a high level, they were half-believing and half-doubted. If they weren't afraid of being fired, someone would have wanted to try it. But after today's battle, no one doubted this anymore. Everyone confirmed that Zhang Nan was very tall, higher than all of them combined. However, the main reason for their coming was not their admiration for Zhang Nan, but their concern that he was too high and he would have made a mistake to prevent Leng Mixue.

Not only are the fan clubs, but Leng Hu, who are worried about this.

The fan club surrounded him, and Leng Moxue stood there without moving. But Leng Hu knew very well that this was not because Leng Moxue didn't want to talk to Zhang Nan, but because of her temperament. The person had not passed, but his eyes had a few distinctive meanings. Although that meaning had nothing to do with ****, it was enough to appear on Leng Moxue, who had always looked at people coldly, to make Leng Hu sound the highest alarm.

"I've seen the eldest lady." Leng Hu walked to Leng Moxue and bowed and clasped his fists.

Leng Moxue frowned. He knew that Leng Hu was a traitor in the martial arts hall, but the name of this young lady...

"I have been in the North Ridge of Yunshan, so I have never seen this lady before." Leng Hu took out something and presented it with both hands.

Leng Mixue glanced at him without saying anything.

Leng Hu put the thing away again and said, "The owner ordered his subordinates to protect him secretly until the eldest lady returns. At this time, the eldest lady has found the "Yinhuo Jue" and successfully entered the second realm, so it is time to escort the eldest lady home."

Leng Huling's order was to secretly protect the cheap, and there was no need to interfere too much unless it was impossible. But now, Leng Hu felt that it was impossible.

In his opinion, Zhang Nan's realm was unfathomable. If he really had ulterior motives for Leng Moxue, he would have no power to stop him. Taking a step back, even if Zhang Nan had no malicious intentions, it would be absolutely not a good thing to have an uncontrollable old monster around him. So the safest way is to bring Leng Moxue back.

Leng Moxue looked at Leng Hu and asked, "In that case, Zhang Nan was indeed not sent by my father?"

"Of course not! This person's origin is unknown, shameless, and scheming..." Leng Hu gritted his teeth and slapped all kinds of shit: "In short, the lady must be cautious about this person and never be deceived by him!"

Cold snow was silent for a long time.

"Miss." Leng Hu didn't want Leng Moxue to think too much, so he hurriedly said: "You have been away from home for more than a year. The poster is very worried about it, so it's better to be earlier..."

"No." Leng Moxue refused.

Leng Hu was stunned: "But..."

"I said I won't reply." Leng Mixue's attitude was very firm.

Leng Hu knew Leng Moxue's temperament, hesitated for a while, and said decisively: "If Miss insists on not replying, please forgive me for offending."

"Threat me?" Cold eyes became even colder.

Leng Hu was about to speak, but suddenly he felt that his cold eyes seemed to be not just Leng Moxue. When he turned around, he swept over with a hundred fierce eyes.

"Teacher Leng? He threatens you?"

"Hey hey hey hey, cook, what are you talking to Teacher Leng?"

"Are you looking for death? Do you still want to live..."

The 101 fan club is full of momentum.

Leng Hu talked to Leng Moxue for a long time, but the fan club wouldn't notice it. He was still blocking Zhang Nan before, but he changed the target of the fire-raising target in a flash.

"roll."

Leng Hu had some scruples when he ignored them before, but now he is about to leave, so how could he continue to pretend to be cowardly?

As Leng Hu shouted, the huge power of true energy suddenly burst out. The swear words that the 101 fan group was about to curse were immediately put back. The body also retreated, and it felt that it was difficult for breathing to be smoother.

The momentum of a strong person is not a special ability, but an absolute crushing of the power level. Cold tiger reveals the realm, and the power of the true essence in the other person's body resonates with it. The bell rings and the water trembles, the wind rises and the candle fire lies. This is the origin of the so-called pressure.

Leng Hu released his power in realm for only a moment, and then he took it back. But just this moment was enough to make the 101 fan club understand what kind of character this chef is.

Although the goddess' belief can still support them standing here, the fear of the strong in their bones still makes them silent, and their eyes are filled with panic. Not long ago, they beat the chef. Looking back now, everyone's backs are chilling.

Leng Hu curled his lips disdainfully, and was about to hit these boys again. His eyes were accidentally swept and he saw Zhang Nan.

Zhang Nan stood behind, and only when the fan club was shaken by Leng Hu's aura, he showed his figure. Zhang Nan stood there quietly, his face looking quite ugly.

Leng Hu's expression froze and he smiled awkwardly: "I couldn't control it for a while, Master Zhang Wan Mo mind."

He thought that Zhang Nan was unhappy because he scared the apprentices and his face looked so ugly. So he quickly apologized, for fear that Zhang Nan would be really angry about this. But in fact...

"Mao Dan, I'm scared..."

Zhang Nan felt his heart almost popping out of his throat. He was not so unhappy when his face was bad, but that was scared.

In terms of realm, Zhang Nan is barely refining the bones, and is half a pound of 101 fans. What kind of realm is Leng Hu? It can shock the fan club, but it will not have any impact on Zhang Nan. It’s just because he stood far and was already a habit, so he was stunned and didn’t move.

Now Zhang Nan wants to say something, but his breath has not been smooth yet and he can't say it at all.

However, this manifestation in Leng Hu's eyes was another reason.

It's broken, this old monster seems to be a little angry.

Leng Hu measured the strength comparison, looked at Leng Moxue unwillingly, beat her up, and left in shame.

When he left, the 101 fan group breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to Zhang Nan, all with admiration.

"You are so mighty, the monsters like that actually buy you face."

"We brothers will all be with you in the future."

"The wind and rain come and go, and there is nothing to say except cold teaching..."

A lively martial arts hall opening drama ended, but the impact of this drama had just begun. On the night of the competition, the various families in the capital and even the imperial city all had different degrees of turmoil...

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