Seeing that the Chief Executive of Yeshan was silent, he seemed to be hesitating. The disciples present thought that the advice had come into effect, and felt relieved and swore in unison again.

"We will swear to defend the young master to the death. Please take back the head teacher."

The roar was shocking, the crowd was excited, and the loyalty was commendable and praiseworthy.

And at this moment, an inappropriate word came in.

"Hmph, extremely stupid."

The door of the quiet room behind the disciples was opened. The hair was tied up with a thin and dry figure in black, and the thin and dry figure in Genyishiro appeared at the door. He had broken eyebrows, high cheekbones, shriveled and ischemia, and his sallow face gave people a terminally ill feeling, but his eyes burst out with a cold light that made people dare not look directly at.

"Who are you?" Kuroki Toshi came out in a row and said coldly: "Don't you know that eavesdropping on other people's conversations is a big taboo in martial arts?" As soon as he said that, Fujiwara Takashi and Kayama made another roundabout and wanted to take down this inconspicuous old man with a slightly more powerful look.

"Stop, don't be arrogant. This is Master Genyishiro. I won't apologize!" Noyama Asakus shouted loudly. He walked over quickly and stood side by side with Genyishiro. Against his tall figure with white hair, white face, and majestic eyes, the short and thin Genyishiro looked more and more inconspicuous, even a little vulgar. His waxy face looked sick and seemed to have to be covered with a coffin board at any time. Maybe he would die later.

"What? He is Genyishiro? So, the news is what he brought?"

"He is that illusion master? Genyoshishiro?"

"Several people, have you seen it? This master has a very ancient style and style! He is still holding a bun on his head. It's now in the 1990s, so where do you think it was the Edo period?"

"It's not fake, someone pretends to be a fake one?"

"It's hard to say that a person who can be called a master doesn't have to be very imposing or awesome. At least he has to be a little bit human, right? Just this person dresses up with an image and temperament, haha... to be honest, I don't think it's very reliable."

"Brothers, bet, come on, bet. I bet that this master will definitely not withstand my punch. Who bets me?"

They whispered to each other and buzzed in a low voice. But who were present? No one was too mediocre and said it was a bit exaggerated. A needle fell off the ground, which was also very clear in their ears.

It’s embarrassing, too embarrassing. Could it be that the disciples under the sect of Mizuki Beichen have the same quality? Let outsiders laugh at it?

Noyama's face was burning and hot, feeling embarrassed, his face turned obviously black, and his anger surged. He raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him with a stern look. Genyoshiro stopped him with a look. Because one of the young people present did not sarcastically and expressed disrespect for him.

His eyes stared at Kuroki Shunichi, and he smiled coldly, saying, "I said you are stupid, are you dissatisfied with the young master?"

Kuroki Shunyi clenched his fists secretly, and the blood vessels between his brain were tense. His handsome face was stiff, and he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "What I taught to you is that I dare not...not accept it!"

"Hmph, I don't care whether you are convinced or not. I'm just explaining a fact, a serious fact that is related to life and death. Confidence is a good thing, but if you can't see the facts clearly, it's arrogant, stupid arrogance. If you can't change this point, Kuroki Shunichi, then you are stupid among stupidity. Kuroki Takasuke chose you as the successor of Kirihiko Beichen, and I think he was blind."

No matter what, Kuroki Shunichi is the young master of the sect. He should respect the elderly and maintain the most basic politeness in the treatment of the property. He still knows these common sense of affairs. Although the other party's words were extremely harsh, he could bear it. But the people around him, such as Fukuzawa Koshi and others were much worse in this regard. They came quickly and said whatever they thought. They even did whatever they wanted.

The head teacher was present and did not dare to take action, but if his eyes could kill people, Genyoshishiro's body had already pierced dozens of holes by the angry eyes of these dozens of Fujihi Beichen disciples.

After passing by Kuroki Shunichi, Genyoshishiro stared at Fukuzawa Koshi next to him. "Are you dissatisfied?"

Fukuzawa Koshi didn't look at him, but looked at the chief teacher Asakusa Noyama.

"Don't look at him, just say whatever you think. If you are a man, don't hide it like a woman, or say, hehe." Genyoshishiro tilted his head and glanced at him. "You're just a fake man wearing a man's skin?"

His words are just a swear word without swearing. In Japan, if a strong man is compared to a woman, it is the greatest insult to him. If a policeman walks on the street, he doesn't have to do anything if he doesn't like a man. Just go over and point at the other party's nose and say: "You are a woman." The result afterwards is that the other party will be charged with assaulting the police.

What's more, Fukuzawa Xiaozhi himself is an irritable, impulsive person, and he will ignore his temper when he gets angry. Not to mention that the chief teacher is present, even if the sect leader or the second two chief teachers are present, in this case, he can't suppress his temper and explodes instantly.

"I just don't accept it! Old man, why do you? I can smash you with one punch!"

"Fukuzawa Xiaozhi, you are arrogant..." Noyama Asakusa, who had white hair and windless swaying, took a step forward and suddenly lit his palm and slashed straight to Fukuzawa Xiaozhi's face. Without any conservatism, if this palm was slashed, Fukuzawa Xiaozhi would definitely be a broken bone. Shocking screams were everywhere around him, but they could not be avoided. Moreover, under the hands of the master of the middle section of the dark energy, no one could block his palm. Kuroki Toshi's eyes were ripped off in an anxious manner. He could only shout in extreme horror: "Teacher Noyama, please show mercy."

Before he could finish his voice, Noyama Asakusa's palm had already slashed to the point where he was a little dumbfounded. The scorching palm wind made his hair fly, and his face muscles were torn and he felt like he was about to peel off his head and face. He was as if he was about to kill his beloved disciple with his own palm. All the disciples who could not be treated closed their eyes almost at the same time.

However, Yeshan Akishi did not slash this palm, and someone took action.

Genyishiro's thumb raised with his right hand was pressed against the joints of his elbow, forcing him to stop halfway.

"Yeshan Teacher, please stop."

Asakus Noyama's palm was still covering the top of Fukuzawa Koshi's top door. He was so angry that he was panting and said coldly: "Master Yuanyi, what's the use of such a evil disciple?"

"Student Yeshan, let me leave it to you next. Please avoid it for the time being?"

"this……"

"Don't worry, please forgive me for going beyond my means and going to overtake the matter."

At the same time, he handed over a look. Noyama Asakusa understood it and snorted coldly. He withdrew his palm and turned around angrily.

Although he saved Fukuzawa Xiaozhi, no one of the disciples present was grateful to him. The matter was caused by him. If he hadn't insulted Fukuzawa Xiaozhi with words, Teacher Noyama would not have taken action. Things would not have been so turbulent. It would be useless to act as a good person afterwards!

Looking around the unkind eyes of the disciples, Genyoshi Yashiro looked up at Fukuzawa Koshi. He had to raise his head, because he was too short, so he reached Fukuzawa Koshi's chest. It was like a monkey looking up at the gorilla.

"The person who is in the way is gone, aren't you going to smash me? You can do it now."

"Fukuzawa Xiaozhi!" Kuroki Jun grabbed him and shook his head at him.

Genyishiro's eyes turned to Kuroki Shunichi, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his shriveled mouth, "You can do it too." His eyes swept to all the disciples present. "You can all, aren't you saying I'm fake? Didn't you say I'm not worthy of the title of master? Come on, come on, let's go together to see if I'm a false example or if you don't deserve the name of a true name."

"Young Master?" With the example of Fukuzawa Xiaozhi, even if the disciples present wanted to do something, they had to make trouble. But the old man looked so fucked. If he didn't beat him up, he would be really uncomfortable!

Kuroki Toshi pressed his hands with a false press, temporarily stopping the noise of the disciples. He looked at the "Master of Illusion" with a provocative expression on his face.

"Senior, younger generation and others are young and superficial, and offended you. I will apologize to you on their behalf." After saying that, he bowed deeply.

Genyoshishiro dodged to the side, avoiding his gift. He said unyieldingly: "I won't accept it."

"Senior, you?"

"Hmph, my old man is as tiny as a needle. In Chinese, he will be revenge. Those who offend me must be punished. If you want to apologize, be sure to kneel down, and kowtow to me and apologize."

"Senior! Please... don't go too far."
Chapter completed!