Chapter 382

Wang Dashao roared and shot. Originally, because he was worried that Tang Lichuan could not beat him, his mind disappeared after the other party "offended" President Wen.

If he wanted to win Tang Lichuan with one move, he would certainly make a good impression in the eyes of President Wen. Therefore, he did not care much. His move was the highest and deepest mysterious martial arts he had learned. The vitality in the palm of his hand rose and the smoke filled the air, forming a strange scene like "purple smoke from a sunshine incense burner".

"Blue sea smoke cloud hand! This bastard has really achieved Xuan level martial arts!"

The noble son Zong just ridiculed Wang Dashao's people. When they saw this move, they could not help but become stiff. He once thought that the other party was boasting, but he didn't know that Wang Dashao had really developed Xuan level martial arts.

As noble children, they really get a lot of resources in cultivating martial arts. Some people even soak in medicine cans when they are born. They don't pay for the best panacea. Their bodies are not only nourished by the panacea, but also influenced by all kinds of martial arts moves since childhood. The Enlightenment of martial arts is much earlier than that of ordinary people.

However, these are acquired AIDS. Whether you can make achievements in martial arts depends on your personal qualifications and efforts.

They all know each other. They are almost the same age and have the same cultivation qualification. However, even he has not cultivated Xuanji martial arts, but he has been successfully cultivated by Wang Dashao. Then in the future, Wang Dashao will certainly stabilize them with the advantages of Xuanji martial arts.

He was worried and upset, but a low voice came from his side: "don't panic, he hasn't practiced this move yet. Otherwise, why do you think he asked us to send servants to deal with the steamed stuffed bun? Now he will forcibly urge the Xuan level martial arts in order to win the good impression of Dean Wen. Even if he wins, the damage of this move will be enough for him to drink a pot."

While the man was calm, he saw a lot of virtual sweat on Wang Dashao's forehead. There was so much sweat before the fight. Maybe it was really an unprocessed move, which brought a lot of burden to the body.

"Cough!"

A heavy cough came. When Wang Dashao attacked half of the action, he immediately stopped and looked at President Wen with fear, because the cough was made by President Wen.

Although he is loyal and wants to teach the unkind Dalit for president Wen, in fact, whether he is qualified to "show loyalty" depends on President Wen's meaning. It's not rude for him to rush before President Wen's statement.

The scene was silent. Everyone held their breath and looked at President Wen. They didn't know how he would deal with Tang Lichuan. Wang Dashao, who was eager to ask for credit, looked down at the ground nervously. He couldn't predict what consequences his impulsive performance would bring to him.

However, President Wen didn't mean to blame any of them at all. Instead, he touched his chin and showed a pensive expression. Looking at Tang Lichuan, he said slowly, "I think you know this request is too much. Why would you risk offending me and make this request?"

Everyone's eyes immediately shifted to Tang Lichuan with President Wen's words, waiting nervously for his answer.

"In fact, this is a little selfish of the younger generation. Dean Wen's personal visit to the lecture is a once-in-a-lifetime event of the Kirin empire. The younger generation is an ordinary person with no status. It's even more rare for Dean Wen to give advice in person. Therefore, he doesn't want to miss this opportunity, so he made a rude request. If there is any disrespect, I hope Dean Wen will forgive me."

Although Tang Lichuan stood in the area of Yuan Wu territory, due to his identity and the rules of the Kirin Empire, he was no different from those who looked at the Kailing territory from a distance.

The difference of identity makes it impossible for them to get in touch with advanced martial arts, let alone the one-to-one guidance maze of nominated masters. Instead, everyone has a stomach of questions to ask, even if three questions are added, it's not enough.

After listening to Tang Lichuan's answer, President Wen showed an understanding expression, but he touched his chin and pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "although you make sense, you can't break the rules for you. The rules remain the same. If you defeat one person, I can help you answer a question."

Tang Lichuan was full of disappointment. He was eager to improve his strength. It would naturally benefit him a lot if he could have the guidance of famous experts. However, President Wen refused, and he couldn't force it.

But he still felt a little unwilling to let him give up.

"Excuse me, President Wen, if I can defeat three people with one enemy at the same time, can I ask one more question?" after thinking about it, Tang Lichuan asked tentatively again.

"What! You want to defeat three with one? It's too arrogant! How dare a mere Dalit not pay attention to us? I want to see if you have this ability!"

"Bold and cheap people, how dare you be presumptuous in front of President Wen! You are arrogant and arrogant! You can use three people to clean up? Don't interfere. Chu Baiyun will let him know how blind he is!"

The noble children burst into a boiling pot, and the civilian martial artists in kailingjing also exclaimed repeatedly. The reason why they were looked down upon by the nobles was because of their weak strength. The fundamental reason for this phenomenon was that the advanced martial arts were in the hands of the nobles, and the nobles had more opportunities to get the guidance of famous teachers than they did.

Even if they are not convinced, they can only face the reality that the nobility is not only more noble than them, but also more and more powerful.

"One against three. It seems good to start with this. I can promise you."

President Wen seemed to think it over and suddenly smiled and agreed to Tang Lichuan's request.

"But..."

As soon as the conversation changed, Dean Wen showed a cunning light on his face and said with a smile, "I promise you that you can have a one-on-three competition, but I still can only answer you one question."

Tang Lichuan couldn't stop his disappointment. He said that President Wen was too naughty. If he agreed to his request, he should agree to it all. How can he agree to half of it.

"Ha ha, you have a good competition. If you do well, I'll give you a mysterious gift."

Seeing Tang Lichuan's disappointed look in his eyes, the director of the Academy of Arts smiled and left an encouraging remark. He turned back and said hello to King Ning. The party walked slowly towards the VIP seat in front.

"Mysterious gift! I don't know what the best treasure Dean Wen will take out?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's a Xuan level skill or a top-grade spirit weapon... It's really enviable. If only this good thing fell on me!"

"Bah, just your two sons, you will be beaten on the stage. You can't get any treasures!"

President Wen's words immediately burst the pot on the whole roof. There were different opinions on what the gift from President Wen, the top in the official martial arts world, was. The atmosphere suddenly became hot, and even the aristocracy became very excited. Everyone's eyes were red with fire and the light of greed was shining in their eyes.

After a while, a servant of Ning Wangfu ran over and said, "Dean Wen said, let's have a competition when you're ready. Don't let everyone wait too long."

Tang Lichuan nodded, glanced coldly at the surprised aristocratic children, and said with a smile: "let's choose the strongest among you, so as not to lose too fast, lose your face, make Dean Wen unhappy, and affect me to take mysterious gifts. I don't want people to think I'm bullying the weak."

Leaving this remark, a burst of smoke billowed under Tang Lichuan's feet. Everyone felt that there was only a flower in front of them. Where did Tang Lichuan stand.

Yu Wenying and Nangong Han, who stayed in place, all looked at the direction of the central platform.

Seeing this, the noble children immediately looked in the direction of the two of them. At a glance, Tang Lichuan stood on the high platform and stared at them with contemptuous eyes.

Move your hand, slowly extend your right thumb to them, rotate 180 degrees downward, press hard, open and close your lips, and silently spit out two words: "garbage!"