“Stalking me?”

"I didn't expect that the Star Tower, which is known for its credibility, would be like this." Wu Yuan frowned slightly.

How keen is his sense? He was able to "inward" after just over a month of awakening. It was not just because of his pure spiritual power, but because of the "spiritual awareness" he practiced in his previous life.

It is easy to sense that someone has been watching him.

After shaking his body, Wu Yuan inadvertently accelerated and turned into several remote streets and alleys in succession, disappearing without a trace.

"Where is the person?" A young man with a normal face and inconspicuous figure quickly followed and looked at the dead end in front of him.

I had no choice but to go back and report.

...The sixth floor of the Star Tower, a spacious room with a grand and simple decoration, with only one wall and a bookshelves filled with books.

"Are you lost?" said the middle-aged woman in silver robe sitting on the futon on the ground.

"Well, I ordered someone to follow me. I never thought that the other party seemed to have noticed it, and quickly got rid of it shortly after I went out." The man in black robe shook his head and said, "It's not simple. I'm just a misunderstanding. I thought I was just a samurai minion."

"Haha, it's really not ordinary for those who can get lost to you." The middle-aged woman in silver robe whispered: "In theory, my star building only needs to be sold regardless of the identity of the visitor."

"Hundreds of taels of silver are just small business, but it is always strange to buy so many useless pills at one time."

"Maybe some gangs want to expand their power? Or some gangs recruit ordinary gang members?" The man in black robe said in confusion.

"stop!"

The middle-aged woman in silver robe waved her hand: "This matter ends here, but next time, if this customer comes to buy the waste pill, I will notify me as soon as possible."

"Yes, the poster." The man in black robe said.

...

Get rid of the tracking.

Wu Yuan quickly changed into his original clothes in a secluded street and threw away the gorgeous clothes that he had purchased for less than an hour.

"Crackling~" the muscles and bones sounded slightly, and Wu Yuan had returned to his normal shape.

"I didn't expect that the Grand Star Tower did not even have a thousand low-grade body-tempering pills." Wu Yuan frowned.

This is the only place where he miscalculated.

"It is not suitable to use body-tempering pills to stay in the Martial Arts Academy during the day, so wait until evening." Wu Yuan made the decision.

Soon, he carried his bag and entered the martial arts academy through the side door.

"Senior Brother!"

"It's Senior Brother Wu." Wu Yuan listened to the voice all the way. He was a storied figure in the Martial Arts Academy and naturally attracted attention.

Walking along the way, Wu Yuan came to the "cultivation building" deep in the Martial Arts Academy.

The martial arts academy practice room is divided into large public rooms and small practice rooms.

The martial arts academy competition once every half month, and the top thirty disciples can have a separate small training room, located in the training building.

It's very quiet here.

Two figures walked out of the door.

"Brother Yuan." A burly figure shouted in surprise. It was Wu Sheng.

He repeatedly said, "You are back. 'Master Huan' has been looking for you, and is still waiting in the training room."

"Ship Huan?" Wu Yuan was slightly stunned and nodded, "Hello, Wu Sheng, Luo He, I'll go to see Mr. Huan first and talk back."

"Go quickly." The tall and thin young man next to him smiled.

Wu Sheng is a child and a brother.

Luo He is also a friend.

He quickly came to the training room, pushed the door open and entered, and a purple-robed figure appeared in Wu Yuan's sight.

He wore black hair, leaned against the window, had long five fingers, and his wide robe could not hide his delicate figure. His face was a little green and indescribable.

"Ship Huan." Wu Yuan bowed slightly.

Huan Xinyan, the youngest "teacher" in the Junzong Martial Arts Academy, is only in his early twenties, but his strength is particularly strong, and he is already an expert in the class.

It is rumored that she is a disciple of the core level of Hengyun Sect, and for some reason, she was sent to the small city.

but.

For Wu Yuan, she is just her own "personal teacher".

More precisely, it was the "personal teacher" of the predecessor.

The Junzong Martial Arts Academy has regulations that if you reach the level of "Eighth-rank warriors", you can choose a teacher as "teacher in person".

"Wu Yuan, I heard from the dean, you want to give up this year's Martial Arts Academy competition?" Huan Xinyan's voice was cold.

"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded.

He didn't expect that just one night passed, the dean had found his personal teacher Huan Xinyan.

"I don't agree!" Huan Xinyan frowned.

"Sir Huan, I want to..." Wu Yuan was about to explain.

"Don't talk about those high-sounding reasons." Huan Xinyan said coldly: "For the first place in the 'Fourth Court Competition' next year? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Wu Yuan was silent.

This Master Huan acted very directly.

In fact, in the past month of awakening, Wu Yuan has not had much dealing with the other party, but in my memory, the other party treats him well.

Especially at the beginning of the journey, during the drowsiness of several months, Huan Xinyan visited the door twice and left medicine specifically.

Although it is not very helpful, this kind of heart is rare.

After all, Wu Yuan was not eye-catching at that time, and the so-called "teacher in person" was not a real master and apprentice!

Therefore, Wu Yuan respects Huan Xinyan very much.

"Since you recovered from illness, you have gained martial arts skills and have rapid advancement. You have full hope of winning the first place in this competition! If you enter the Yunwu Palace, becoming a fifth- or even fourth-grade warrior in the future is not empty talk." Huan Xinyan said: "This is not only for you, but also for the strength of the sect."

Wu Yuan listened and couldn't refute.

In my memory, this "Master Huan" has a strong sense of belonging to the sect and is truly dedicated to the sect being strong.

"Is it Xu Yuanhan? His father forced you?" Huan Xinyan suddenly said.

Wu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart moved slightly.

Silently.

"Don't dare to say it?" Huan Xinyan frowned and said, "Wu Yuan, Wu Dao, you should have a desire to move forward. If they force you and force you to give up giving way to Xu Yuanhan, tell me that you are the first disciple of my teaching, I will seek justice for you."

Huan Xinyan has only been to Junzong Martial Arts Court for only a year.

"Master Huan misses it, but this is the disciple who voluntarily gave up and has nothing to do with others. The disciple is only fourteen years old and can also enter the Yunwu Palace next year." Wu Yuan said.

"next year?"

Huan Xinyan finally couldn't help but feel angry, and her tone was filled with anger: "Don't you know the difference between entering Yunwu Palace at the age of fourteen and entering at the age of fifteen?"

"Disciple understands, but this year, I can also practice in the County Sect Martial Arts Academy." Wu Yuan said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Huan Xinyan was silent.

She was not very good at speaking, but it would be a pity. In addition, Wu Yuan was his first disciple, so he would not care much about his temperament.

"stop!"

"You don't want to say it, I won't force it. If you change your mind before the competition, you can come and find me." Huan Xinyan said softly.

"Thank you, Master Huan." Wu Yuan said.

...Watching Huan Xinyan leave the training room.

He closed the door again and Wu Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground.

"It's similar to what I guessed before. Master Huan is not as simple as a martial arts teacher. The rumors may be true." Wu Yuan said intimately.

Teachers in the martial arts academy must be masters, and most of them are over forty years old, and only a very small number are in their thirties.

It should be noted that it is rare to become a sixth-rank martial artist in his twenties.

An incoming expert in his early twenties?

Wu Yuan believed that even in Hengyun Sect, he was probably highly valued and was definitely an elite among the younger generation.

But he was sent to leave the city?

"Being excluded? Making a mistake? Or training in the world?" Several possibilities flashed through Wu Yuan's mind: "No matter in either case, there should be a way to directly contact the senior management of the sect."

Hengyun Sect is said to be a sect, but on this land, its essence is like a dynasty.

Generally speaking, who is the most afraid of local officials?

Of course, it is a listener who can reach the heavens.
To be continued...