Lord of the Star Ocean

Wan'an Martial Arts Hall, the main hall.

Wan Shangzhi sat at the main seat, and on the wall behind him was hung a huge brocade silk, on which the word "Wu" was written in large brush strokes, flamboyant and unrestrained, like a tiger or beast.

The master of the martial arts gym held a teacup with no expression on his face, his tiger eyes half-closed as he listened to the statement of his eldest disciple Zhang Mo.

What Zhang Mo was talking about was the matter of Nie Feng's visit to his teacher yesterday. This black iron warrior who was usually full of arrogance in front of others seemed extremely well-behaved at this time, saying what he had, without hiding anything.

Having lost such a big man yesterday, Zhang Mo of course hated Nie Feng to the bone, but in front of Wan Shangzhi, he absolutely did not dare to speak nonsense, and he didn't even add much embellishment, what he said was basically the truth.

Because Zhang Mo knows very well that Wan Shangzhi is a person who doesn't rub the sand in his eyes. What he hates the most is when others lie to him, so he is happy to tell lies now, but he will definitely have to pay the price in the future.

You must know that there were dozens of martial arts disciples present at that time, and the truth of the matter could not be concealed at all.

Zhang Mo is not that stupid.

Wan Shangzhi listened quietly to Zhang Mo's words, still kept silent, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

This top silver warrior seemed to emanate an invisible power, silently covering the entire hall, making all the disciples present shivering, not even daring to take a breath.

They all know very well that the owner of the museum is in a very bad mood!

As for Zhang Mo, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after a few struggles in his heart, he said: "Master, this matter is the fault of this disciple, please punish me!"

Wan Shangzhi snorted, and put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.

Wan Yunfang, who was standing beside him, gently shook her father's arm, and pleaded for Zhang Mo: "Daddy, senior brother didn't do it on purpose, who would have thought that Nie Erwa was a star fighter, and he even injured senior senior brother."

In fact, although Nie Feng's palm knocked Zhang Mo over, it didn't cause much damage to the latter, because Zhang Mo was a high-level black iron warrior, and Nie Feng hadn't cultivated a star wheel yet.

It was entirely because Zhang Mo was too careless that he suffered a big loss in Nie Feng's hands.

Wan Yunfang made the matter serious on purpose, just to excuse Zhang Mo and give Nie Feng some eye drops.

She didn't have the slightest affection for Nie Feng. She was like a hooligan, and she didn't know what kind of shit luck she had to break through to become a star warrior. Thinking about it made people feel sick.

Wan Yunfang really couldn't bear it if Nie Feng was allowed to worship under Wan Shangzhi's sect and become his junior brother!

Wan Shangzhi's eyes flashed a look of helpless pampering from Wan Shangzhi's pleading softly, but immediately returned to his coldness and solemnity.

He said in a deep voice: "Mo'er, you are my big disciple, the big senior brother of all the disciples in the martial arts school, and also represent the face of our Wan'an martial arts school. Every word and deed should be an example for everyone!"

"Nie Erwa came to my door to learn from me, but you were rudely kicked out of the house. If this matter spreads, how will others treat you and our Wan'an martial arts school, and say that I, Wan Shangzhi, have no tolerance for others?"

This sentence is a bit heavy, Zhang Mo immediately knelt down: "I know my mistake!"

Wan Shangzhi usually teaches his disciples very strictly. As a disciple, he does not admit that he has made mistakes, which will only make him more disgusted.

On the contrary, admitting mistakes in time can win the greatest tolerance.

Wan Yunfang looked distressed, and quickly said: "Daddy, that Nie Erwa is a libertine, who often does some sneaky things. He has no right to worship under your sect. It will only damage the reputation of our martial arts school!"

Several other disciples present chimed in: "Yes, yes, Nie Erwa has never done anything good!"

"I heard that he likes to gamble the most, and if he loses the bet, he will play tricks!"

"When he was in the martial arts gym before, the martial arts gym did not lose a lot of things, so I suspected..."

"Yeah!"

These disciples also don't like Nie Feng very much. Apart from their past impressions, the most important thing is that the character who was originally like mud in their eyes suddenly soars into the sky and becomes a star fighter, and may even become Wan Shangzhi's personal disciple, becoming a figure who is equal to them or even surpasses them. How can they feel comfortable?

So now that Wan Yunfang is charging forward, they will of course wave their flags and shout, and rebuke Nie Feng vigorously.

In fact, although Nie Erwa was naughty and slutty, she had never done any real evil, nor was it as bad as these martial arts disciples said.

Zhang Mo, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, had a smug look on his face.

He didn't believe that Wan Shangzhi would be indifferent to this, so his responsibility would be gone.

"snort!"

Just when everyone was talking vigorously, a cold snort filled with anger suddenly sounded.

This sound was like a plate of ice water being poured on everyone's heads suddenly, making them wake up suddenly.

There was no sound.

Wan Shangzhi said in a tone of hating iron but not steel: "Do you still remember that in three months' time, our star stage martial arts test in Nanyuan City will start?"

"In the last Martial Arts Trial on Star Stage, only Zhang Mo among our martial arts disciples made it into the top ten, so which one of you has the confidence to come back in the top ten this time?"

Still completely silent, the complacent look on Zhang Mo's face instantly turned into panic.

Star Terrace Martial Arts Trials is the most influential martial arts event in Nanyuan City. It is held by the City Lord's Mansion every two years. All the martial arts trials that participate are young star fighters below the silver rank. The purpose is to select outstanding martial arts talents and give them key support and training.

The Star Martial Arts Trial Club is very important to more than a dozen martial arts gyms, large and small, in Nanyuan City. In the last martial arts trial meeting, Zhang Mo was able to rank among the top ten. In fact, there was a lot of luck.

Will he still have such luck in this year's Xingtai Martial Arts Trial?

When he participated in the martial arts trial last time, Zhang Mo was already a high-level black iron warrior, and he is still a high-level now.

From Wan Shangzhi's words, Zhang Mo could hear his dissatisfaction with him!

Wan Yunfang was not convinced: "Daddy, could it be possible to rely on that Nie Erwa?"

Of course she knew the importance of the Star Martial Arts Trial, but Nie Feng had only just become a Star Warrior and hadn't mastered the skills to connect the chakras. Wouldn't it be a joke to participate in the martial arts trial three months later?

Wan Shangzhi said in a deep voice: "I don't know if Erwa Nie can do it or not, but he can break through and become a star warrior on his own, so he must have a very high talent in martial arts, but it was just buried before. How can we miss such a genius who comes to us on his own initiative?"

"Besides, if he can't participate in this star stage martial arts test, there will be another time!"

The prodigal Nie Erwa is a genius?

The disciples present were ten thousand unconvinced, but they really couldn't refute Wan Shangzhi's thesis, because several star warrior disciples, including Zhang Mo and Wan Yunfang, relied on Wan Shangzhi's help to complete the latest breakthrough and successfully visualized and condensed their natal primordial star.

It is not impossible to realize the breakthrough by oneself, but it is very difficult, and it is very dangerous without the support of the strong.

If Nie Feng can do it, then he is really stronger than them all, and it is not wrong to say that he is a genius.

The delicate Wan Yunfang was speechless.

She knew her father's character was resolute, and her own daughter was powerless to change what she believed.

Then damn Nie Erwa really wants to become her junior?

Wan Yunfang's teeth were itchy.

Wan Shangzhi stood up and asked, "Does anyone know where Nie Erwa's home is?"

Speaking of which, he really didn't have much impression of Nie Feng's predecessor, because the latter was just an ordinary disciple in Wan'an Martial Arts Hall. Although he had studied for almost three years, he was not on stage among many disciples.

To Wan Shangzhi, these hopeless disciples are just tools for the martial arts school to make money.

A disciple hesitated for a moment and replied, "Master, this disciple knows."

"very good…"

Wan Shangzhi nodded, and said: "Then you go over and invite Nie Erwa back now, and say that I want to see him, remember to be polite and don't put on airs like a senior brother."

The disciple quickly said, "I dare not."

After hesitating for a moment, he added: "By the way, Master, now Nie Erwa has changed her name to Nie Feng."

"Nie Feng?"

Wan Shangzhi read it once, then waved his hand and said, "Understood, you can go."

At this time, no one noticed that Zhang Mo, who was still kneeling on the ground, was gritting his teeth, and his eyes showed a ferocious look.

Nie Feng!

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