Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

A strong smell of blood spread in the cold air, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.

Zhang Xingheng's snot flowed to his lips, but he didn't notice it. He just felt that there was a blank in his mind, and he had lost the ability to think.

As for Bo Wen and Bo Wu, their eyes widened, their lips trembling non-stop, "Using fingers as knives, martial arts masters?"

Needless to say, Pan Mu and Gou Liang had already stared at Zhuo Bufan in a daze, and with just a single fingertip, the spotted tiger was beheaded, even if the young man in front of him was not a master, he was infinitely close Grandmaster's big shot.

Xueli, Zheng Lan, and other students looked dazed. The giant tiger, which even several instructors could not deal with together, was killed with ease.

Bowen's face is even uglier than eating shit. He has always regarded Zhuo Bufan as a rich second generation who came over to be gilded. He never thought that the other party is a real Buddha. If he really angered Zhuo Bufan, he can kill himself with one finger. Thinking of this, Bowen was afraid for a while, and his whole body felt cold.

"No wonder Miss Long likes him." Zhang Xingheng lowered his head, squeezed his fists hard, and felt powerless all over his body.

He is not the kind of idiot rich second generation who thinks that he can be invincible by relying on his family background. For a martial artist with Zhuo Bufan's strength, even his father's position as chief of staff is not worth mentioning in front of him.

"Instructor Zhuo... who the hell is it?" A student came to his senses and looked at Zhuo Bufan in a daze.

"Catch the wind as a sword, master of martial arts."

"I have never heard of such a young master."

Zhuo Bufan didn't pay attention to everyone's comments, and directly opened his palm to inhale, a glass-like bead radiating faint blood light flew into his hand from the pool of flesh and blood.

"No attributes?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

The demon core found in the body of the flame tiger killed in Baihua Lake last time contained fire elements, but now the demon core in his hand does not have any attributes. There is only one situation, this tiger is cultivated artificially, not It exists naturally, so it cannot have elements.

Without elements, it didn't have much effect on Zhuo Bufan, so he threw it into the hat casually, and waited for the little golden snake to wake up and eat to nourish his body.

Three hours later, everyone had returned to school.

A figure appeared next to the giant tiger's corpse. It was a middle-aged bearded man wearing a tiger belt and hat brim. Looking at the internal organs and blood all over the floor, his eyes were red.

"Who killed my tiger beast..." The strong man let out a shrill cry, and immediately punched a tree the size of a bucket, and the whole tree exploded from the middle in an instant.

In the school, in the high-level conference room.

A man in his fifties, wearing a military uniform with the rank of major general on his shoulders, was sitting in the living room, with a secretary in military uniform next to him.

At this moment, a young man walked in.

Principal Lu Ming stood up, walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Instructor Zhuo."

"Principal Deer."

The secretary standing next to him was a little surprised when he saw this scene. Although the rank of major general Lu Ming belongs to the military academy and has no real power, he is the leader of one of the top ten military academies in Longguo. I've seen leaders stand up so politely.

Now he was so polite to a new instructor who just arrived, the secretary couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Little Huang, go and get out my Yuqian Longjing." Principal Lu ordered, and immediately asked someone to sit down.

The person who came in was naturally Zhuo Bufan. What happened in the forest just now, Pan Mu and others had already reported to the principal. Hearing that Zhuo Bufan seemed to be a master, Lu Ming immediately invited Zhuo Bufan to come over.

Soon, the secretary Xiao Huang brought two cups of fragrant tea, and the faint fragrance permeated the office. Lu Ming waved the secretary to leave, and then said: "Instructor Zhuo, try my new tea. It's a gift from a friend. Willing to take it out and drink."

Zhuo Bufan took a sip lightly, salivating from the tip of his tongue, put down his teacup and said, "Principal, let's talk about business."

Lu Ming's smile subsided, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, "Elder Long arranged for you to come here, but he didn't tell me that I was your grand master, otherwise I should meet him personally."

Every grandmaster is the core force of the underground, and even he must be carefully accompanied.

"It's okay, I just want to know why that monster appeared near the military academy?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.

His keen sense of smell told him that there must be something inside, otherwise, there would not be a monster like a spotted tiger suddenly appearing.

Lu Ming nodded and said: "Actually, this is not a secret. You are a martial artist and you should know the existence of martial arts, right? These people are so powerful that they can even walk on water and catch wind as a knife. Besides warriors, there are also some who are proficient in gossip. Strange people and strangers from the Yijing Qimen are similar to the existence of superpowers."

"These people are forces that cause headaches for the country. Each of them has powerful abilities, is rebellious, and is not controlled by the country, but they will not break the rules of ordinary society for no reason. We also turn a blind eye and close our eyes." one eye."

Zhuo Bufan nodded.

People like Ghost King, Corpse Evil, and Dugu Shaoshui do exist. The country set up special forces and even supernatural brigades, probably to draw on the energy of these people.

If these people use it well, it will benefit the country. If they use it wrong, it will cause big trouble.

Lu Ming took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "In fact, everyone is mutually beneficial, and sometimes even some mission countries are not easy to come forward, and these people help, so everyone's relationship is relatively harmonious. But this time, the Yindu Conference in the Northeast It is estimated that it was held nearby, and many warriors and strange people came here, so the monster may be a monster raised by someone."

Zhuo Bufan is not interested in the relationship between the army and these people. After all, he will leave the earth in the future, and he can't take care of so many things. Instead, he showed curiosity and asked: "What is this Yindu Conference?"

"To put it simply, it's an imitation market where martial artists and some people from different worlds trade various items, pills, and exercises." Lu Ming said.

"The imitation market for trading." Zhuo Bufan said with a little interest: "Principal, do you know how to go to the imitation market?"

Lu Ming shook his head and said: "Although these people have no malice towards the country, they are not willing to be controlled by the country, and the existence of Yindu is very secret, and we don't have any information, let alone enter."

After chatting for a while, Zhuo Bufan agreed to protect the safety of the school students, and then left the principal's office.

"Zhuo Bufan, you are really handsome today." As soon as he walked out of the office, he was entangled by Long Geyue, holding his arm, chattering non-stop.

Long Geyue's eyes glowed with burning heat, "My grandfather said that you killed Dugu Shaoshui in Xuzhou, and now you are a master."

"It's okay, if you compare martial arts to an adult's life, then the master has just learned to walk." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"If you are dead, you will pretend to be aggressive." Long Geyue pouted her charming lips angrily, and pinched his waist, "What do you mean by that, you mean I can't even walk anymore? .”