Bu Zheng looked at the person who came and replied politely. The person who came was a well-dressed disciple of Young Master, who seemed to come from a big family. There were two disciples, a male and a female, with him.
, looks like a follower, but seems to be stronger than the person who takes the lead.
This is normal. If the follower is stronger than the master, it will be more useful!
"Hand over your points!" the young man said coldly and arrogantly.
To this, Bu Zheng replied briefly with one word——
"roll!"
"Bold! Do you know who our young master is!" The follower stood up and pointed his sword at Bu Zheng.
"Fat man, do you want a bowl of noodles?" Bu Zheng asked Fu An.
"..." The attendant was ignored.
"Come on, come on, by the way, why did you think of cooking noodles in this way? It's so awesome." Fu'an nodded. He originally wanted to remind Bu Zheng, but when it came to food, he forgot
.
As for the method of cooking noodles he mentioned, Bu Zheng will soon show it. This is a method that he, a foodie, has never thought of. Regarding this, he considers himself a foodie, but being a foodie does not mean that he can cook food.
I'm just responsible for eating.
While talking, Bu Zheng took out a piece of dehydrated noodles from the backpack behind him, and then put the noodles into a bowl. He used a small water gathering array to add water to the bowl. If anyone
If you observe carefully, you will find that the water he controls is not only added to the bowl, but also partially penetrates into the noodles. He controls it very cleverly.
Then, he cooked the noodles directly using the real fire of heaven and earth. The heat was controlled just right and the time was very short.
All of a sudden, a bowl of hot noodles was completed. No other ingredients were added. It was not because Bu Zheng was reluctant, but because his noodles were originally specially made. Everything had been added to it, and the main ingredients of his noodles had been added.
It's not flour, but meat paste, meat paste of ferocious beast meat.
"It's such a waste. Using the real fire of heaven and earth to cook noodles..." Fu'an sighed. Other people's real fire of heaven and earth are very precious and they are reluctant to use them. Bu Zheng poured it and used it to cook noodles. And this is not his first time.
Sigh, when he saw Bu Zheng cooking noodles like this before, he had sighed sadly.
"What, don't you want to eat?" Bu Zheng asked calmly.
"How is that possible!" Fu'an immediately grabbed it, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat "whooshing". He knew that if he was later, Bu Zheng would definitely eat it by himself.
"snort!"
At this moment, the young master seemed to want to remind Bu Zheng that they existed.
"Humph, sister, get out of here! Don't make me go crazy!" Bu Zheng said with a slight frown.
"..."
Bu Zheng's direct "provocation" surprised everyone present, and they all sighed to themselves, did this rookie not know who the person standing in front of him was?
Even if you don't know, even if you are a rookie, you are here. Anyone who can enter this martial arts hall should know some rules. How can you be like a completely newbie?
However, their idea is based on the fact that Bu Zheng has no strength, or is not strong enough. If Bu Zheng can forcefully suppress the opponent, then they think this is normal.
However, how could they think that Bu Zheng has such strength? It's not that they don't look down on B Zheng's strength at all. But they think that even if Bu Zheng has the strength of the top 100, if he doesn't have a family background, it's better not to provoke him less.
This young master's disciples, even Lu You, are a little scrupulous and will not offend this young master for no reason. Because this young master's family power is too huge, as long as you live in this place, try not to provoke him.
"Haha! Do you know who I am?" The young man laughed, as if he had encountered something funny.
Bu Zheng didn't speak, he just looked at the rankings in front of him, as if he was looking for something.
"Let me tell you, our young master is the uncle of the state of Wu Xinguo, and he is also the eldest grandson of the first family of Wu Xinguo! If you know the truth, kneel down and kowtow to the young master to apologize!" the follower came out and said.
You're so scared!
After knowing our origins, why don't you just be obedient and lie on the ground wagging your tail like a dog begging for mercy?
"Fu'an, your name is on the 50th. I think you have more than 20,000 points. Do you have enough points to stay here? How about I give you some points to make up the number?" Bu Zheng looked at Fu'an and asked.
"..."
Bu Zheng's gesture immediately silenced the scene, and all that could be heard was the sound of Fu An eating noodles. This was the second time Bu Zheng ignored others.
"No, I have just enough points. These are for the year. I also had a little bit before. The total is just enough." Fu'an replied while eating noodles.
"Roar!" the follower roared, waving his sword and attacking Bu Zheng.
"What? What are you doing?"
Fu'an suddenly appeared in front of the follower, and then swept over with his kick. A strong wind rushed towards the follower, and the follower could have attacked. At least Bu Zheng could see that the follower could continue to attack, but
In the end, the attendant gave up the opportunity and took several steps back.
"Fu'an! Are you going to stand up for this kid?" The follower looked at Fu'an and asked coldly.
It seemed that this follower had some connection with Fu'an, but the relationship was not that good. Perhaps it was because they had already competed and knew each other's strengths, so they did not engage in meaningless battles.
"He is my friend, of course I have to stand up for him, and I am doing this for your own good. If you are injured, the situation will be difficult to deal with." Fu'an took a few mouthfuls of noodles and spoke.
It's all a bit vague.
"Well, yes, he is right!" Bu Zheng nodded, looking very serious.
"..." The whole audience was silent again.
"Haha, will I get hurt? Fu'an, don't think you can underestimate me just because your strength has increased recently. We still don't know who will win and who will lose in a fight." After laughing a few times, the follower said indifferently.
"That's right. Of course you and I don't know who will win and who will lose, but if you fight Bu Zheng, you will definitely lose." Fu'an said. He was stating a fact, but there was not much here.
People believe.
"Haha, I will lose? Are you kidding me?" the attendant said.
"No, I'm not joking!" Fu'an said seriously, but he went to eat noodles in a blink of an eye, which really made it hard for people to think that he was serious.
However, his words were listened to by many people. After all, if there was no factual basis, Fu'an would not say this. He is also a warrior. To say this is to admit that the comparison is different, which should still be credible.
They all looked at Bu Zheng with doubtful eyes. Does this unreliable rookie disciple really have the strength to defeat Fu'an?
Fu'an has become quite a celebrity this year, and everyone knows him well. Now everyone knows that Fu'an is one of the more promising ones in the senior class, and has already entered the top 100 in the North Campus.
Fu'an went from the junior class to the advanced class to the top 100 in the North Campus in less than a year. It is considered a sudden burst of strength. This kind of situation is often used as a talking point, and many people talk about it.
, naturally let people understand his situation.
Fu'an said that if Bu Zheng is not as good as Bu Zheng, then Bu Zheng will definitely be able to enter the top 100 in the North Campus. This may also be a miracle. This has also become the concern of those present.
"In this case, then you have no reason to stop me and let him solve the problem by himself, don't hide behind other people's butts." The follower snorted coldly. He didn't believe this, especially since Bu Zheng didn't look like he was doing anything.
How strong.
"Damn, brother, when did you hide behind other people's butts? I'm standing in front of you now. Could it be that your face is your butt?" Bu Zheng pointed directly at the follower and said. At this time, the follower seemed to be just right.
Just facing Bu Zheng, as Bu Zheng said, if he is behind someone else's butt, then he is behind the follower's "butt".
"This...is a bit like..."
Fu'an was stunned, then looked at the face of the attendant and said a little unsurely.
"Pfft..."
Everyone couldn't help laughing. If Bu Zheng could have said that, they could not hold back their smiles, but Fu'an's behavior made people unable to hold back anymore. At the same time, they also looked at the follower's butt, no, it was
Face!
"court death!"
The follower roared angrily, and then stabbed Bu Zheng with his sword. The sword produced faint water ripples, making people seem to hear the sound of dripping water.
This is the sword skill of the follower, a water-attribute formation, intended to be continuous, and this move is also very ornamental. The sword blooms like a beautiful lotus, with blue crystal petals along the edge of the sword.
The tracks spread out.
"Get out of here!"
Bu Zheng shouted softly, holding the sword at his waist, and made a simple sword-drawing gesture. There was no gorgeous brilliance, just a faint sword light!
"Zheng!"
"clang!"
The two sounds were made almost at the same time, and the follower's sword movement stopped at that moment, and then, his sword seemed to suddenly have a powerful force, breaking away from his hand and flying into the sky!
"..."
Looking at his hands that were a little numb from the shock, his face was full of shock, and his eyes showed an expression of disbelief.
How is this possible? How is this possible? Am I dreaming? If it is a dream, this is really ridiculous!!
"No!"
"Impossible!"
Everyone onlookers were equally shocked, but they were not as unwilling to believe as the person involved, simply because they were the audience and the matter had nothing to do with them.
"It's interesting!" Lu You's eyes lit up slightly, looking thoughtfully at the sword in Bu Zheng's hand.
"Well, it's very interesting!" Shu Biao looked at the sword that had not fallen from the sky, raised his head, and said softly.
With just one sword strike, the follower's soldiers were knocked away. What's the concept? This basically declared that the follower had lost, and lost miserably.
For a warrior, if his weapon is knocked away, it is basically a disastrous defeat! (To be continued.)