Chapter 157 Forced to Participate in the Military Test
"You brat, you have good intentions as a teacher."
"Yes, yes, yes, Wu Zhuangyuan, the master of the rain-seeking hero, tsk tsk, uses this reputation to deceive and deceive... ah no, it's just eating and drinking, no, no, it's using the sword to the end of the world, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, right?
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Mr. Deng ignored the slight sarcasm and retorted with a sneer, "You brat, I don't think you can win the No. 1 pick."
"Second place on the list, no matter how bad it is, you should be third overall. You should be among the top three in the past. No matter how bad you are, you can still be on the list. Anyway, go all out, even if you lose, it will be an honor."
Lan Chen raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and stared at Mr. Deng, trying to find out something from his expression.
It's a pity that Mr. Deng is serious.
"Anyway, don't get hurt. When the ring starts, start to support the momentum. When I think it's almost done, you will announce your identity to the public. With the name of Deng Lao's disciple, I think I can wipe out most of them."
You are a fly, and those powerful people have to think carefully if they want to touch you!"
The words were sincere and warmed Lan Chen's mood.
But he was still puzzled as to why Mr. Deng would make such an assertion?
He has obviously seen his own skills, but why...
Sensing Lan Chen's faint unwillingness, Deng Laole laughed and said, "If you can use Ruoqi together, not to mention the capital, not to mention your age, in this world, you are already the best among the best. However, in the martial arts test, the proportion in the ring
Big, it can even be said to have the final word effect. But then again..."
Mr. Deng smiled evilly, "You can also try the literary test. Write out all the ways to pray for rain, plus the song about drinking wine. If that's enough, you will win the first place! Hahaha! Essay
Number one scholar? That’s not bad, even a rough guy like me has taught him a number one scholar!"
After hearing this, Lan Chen just rolled his eyes without answering.
"Okay, let's be more serious. In the arena, what matters is the domination of miraculous abilities and superb martial arts. If it were in the past, I believe you have the ability to come out on top. It's a pity, it's a pity. Do you still remember the Mo family in Kunshan?
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"Remember, Mo Yangyu? When we were in Huadu, he was still your follower. Isn't he just a loser who plays with fire? Kunshan is no more than that."
"Don't say that. Mo Yangyu has a younger brother named Mo Yanglong. Like you, he is also a golden prodigy. And his talent is higher than yours!"
Mr. Deng couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Lan Chen's talent was not bad, but he met such a monster like Mo Yanglong.
"He has been at the peak of the ninth level of the earth level for a long time. He can hardly reach the realm of the heaven level with just one foot, let alone the efforts of Kunshan to train him."
Lan Chen shrugged nonchalantly, so what?
Mr. Deng just didn't know. How many years have passed since Mo Yangyu awakened his magical powers at a young age, but what about Lan Chen? In just half a year, he reached the prefecture level!
If he thought, breaking through to the heaven level would be just a thought, he would just throw down as many silver coins as he had.
Just doing this is nothing more than an act of obsession. Similarly, he has never truly shown his realm in front of acquaintances. Xu Zhouduo knows that Lan Chen was once a 'waste' who had not awakened to extraordinary powers.
"In this arena competition, if nothing else happens, it will be him."
"What about the No. 2 pick? I'm just like the No. 2 head office, right? That means I haven't embarrassed you?"
"There is also a rich daughter of the Lin family. The Imperial Master Daqian has returned from his training and has also brought back his favorite disciple. Although I have never seen that girl, she can get into the eyes of that bad old man. He must not be a mortal, tsk tsk, it’s exciting to think about it. Mr. Kunshan and Mr. Zao, the national master, have never dealt with each other. Both parties are holding their breath. It really makes the two juniors let go and fight... .It’s hard for me to say.”
After saying that, Mr. Deng glanced at Lan Chen.
It seems that the two old friends have their own protégés who will also shine in the ring, but Lan Chen...
Feelings of regret arose. If he had accepted Lan Chen as his disciple earlier, wouldn't he have been able to compete with him?
Shaking his head, Mr. Deng knew that he had talent and there was no need to force it. It was just that he was born at the wrong time.
"If you keep talking, I won't go to the martial arts test."
"Okay, just don't tell me."
"Speaking of which, Mr. Deng, what if it's you? How about a competition between you, Mr. Kunshan and the National Master?"
"The earth shook, the mountains shook, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered." Mr. Deng nodded proudly.
"I'm asking who wins and who loses?"
"It's hard to say. When it comes to fighting in the ring, it must be the national master. When the preparation is complete, it will be Kunshan. But if it is a life and death fight, it must be me. At our level, the outcome is really two-way."
"Okay, I will fight for you anyway. So how do you participate?"
"I'll just register for you. Anyway, I have a lot of friends in the capital. I'll just tell you the time and place at your inn."
"Then thank Mr. Deng in advance."
"I'll say it again, remember, if you don't succeed, just admit defeat. It's a small matter if you lose. If you accidentally hurt the foundation, it will be a huge blow to the future. Many young and talented people will fall because of this. Let's take a long-term view. Point, if you have the method of praying for rain, you are already better than the two of them."
"I know, why have I become a mother-in-law? If you want to help me, why not tell me what Mo Yanglong's miraculous power is?"
"Hey, you brat, if it was a matter of victory or death, I would have told you a long time ago, but this kind of fighting in the ring, let's be fair."
"I didn't expect you to be so treacherous... I mean, you are indeed an old man with a broad mind and great virtue. Yes, we just want to be fair and just!"
"You just wanted to talk about me, an old fox, right?"
"How dare you!"
There's still a dull pain in my forehead. If I get hit again, I'm afraid I'll have to cry.
"Humph, you! You just have a poor tongue. Well, I'm going to visit an old friend, so I won't bother you anymore. See you later."
"Go slowly! Mr. Deng, be careful!" Looking at his leaving back, Lan Chen said goodbye while saying, "According to your temperament, you will have many enemies when you come to the capital, so you have to protect the back yard to avoid the late festival." No guarantee!"
With a hiss, the stone flew over, and Lan Chen hurriedly avoided the revenge from Mr. Deng.
"Hey. This bad old man, I haven't seen you for a while, and he still acts like an old naughty boy. But this can be regarded as a mistake? I didn't want to get involved in this muddy water."
Stretching, Lan Chen couldn't help but think, since he has gone to the martial arts test, why not take the literary test as well?
Shake your mind and quickly throw away this terrible thought.
He was busy enough with the martial arts test, and with the advantage of being able to drag Mr. Deng into the water as a backer, Lan Chen willingly agreed.
Essay test? There are advantages to it.
But when the morning sun of the next day gently stroked Lan Chen's face and quietly woke him up, he realized what it meant to be in trouble after drinking.