Jiang Huan took the opportunity to bully him and hacked down on him once again! The stool leg as thick as an arm was wedged on Fang Luan's head, causing his to bleed on his forehead. He hurriedly retreated and sat on the ground.

In the eyes of others, these smooth movements were nothing more than the Fang brothers letting loose or being careless. A warrior was no match for a trash of the Martial Disciple realm, so who would believe it when it came out?

However, the old man behind the counter watched with relish. The old man's face was covered in a white beard, and there was an eye-catching knife scar in his right eye that was very frightening. His left hand was holding a copper pot with a wooden stick and an emerald beak on it, while his right sleeve was empty.

"What a great 'slanting slant into the heavens and piercing straight into the sideburns'. This basic art is really solid and solid."

When Fang Xiong saw that his younger brother, Fang Luan, was injured, he flew into a rage out of embarrassment. Just a moment ago, he was just thinking of using physical techniques to completely destroy Jiang Huan, but now, his Essence had been triggered.

"I will skin you alive!"

A faint red colored Yuan Qi condensed around Fang Xiong's body. He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Jiang Huan, throwing out a punch.

"Raging Flames Fist!"

The surrounding spectators were all shocked by Fang Xiong's actions.

"This is the middle Huang grade martial skill, Raging Flames Fist. It seems like Fang Xiong is serious. Even if Jiang Huan doesn't die, he'll still be skinned alive!"

Jiang Huan cursed inwardly. If he had to rely solely on his physique to fight, he still had hope. But right now, Fang Xiong had already taken out his martial skill.

Seeing that Fang Xiong's punch had arrived in an instant, a shadow suddenly flashed past. A one-armed old man with a pipe in his mouth stood in front of Jiang Huan, and his left hand firmly grabbed onto Fang Xiong's fist.

Fang Xiong was stunned as he yelled at the one-armed old man, "Old man! Get out of my way! "

He said to Fang Luan, "Grandson, I don't care about fighting in my territory, but if you break the tables, stools, bowls, bowls, and bowls, you have to compensate. Here are three tables, one hundred silvers, four chairs, three bowls, one hundred silvers, six plates, three bowls, a total of three hundred silvers.

Fang Xiong was furious.

"Old man!" "Do you know who I am? I'm from the Northern Courtyard …"

Before he could finish, the one-armed old man sent a large earshot, and Fang Xiong felt waves of shocking brute force carry him four to five meters backwards.

"I don't care who you are, if you lose even a single cent today, I'll chop you into a mashed potato!"

Fang Xiong covered his cheeks with a horrified look on his face.

"You dare hit me!? My father is the county governor of Nanyang County! And he's even a student with the Book Command Token! "

The old man did not even bother with him and went up to trample on Fang Xiong's big face.

"Nanyang County's County Governor?!" Even if the old Emperor comes and knocks me down, if he doesn't pay, I will still cut him up! "

When these words were spoken, the surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air.

"This old man is crazy!" You actually dare to say such outrageous words! "

The old man didn't care, but Fang Xiong was completely dumbfounded. He didn't know how to respond, so he simply took out six silver notes and threw them towards the old man. He then picked up his younger brother Fang Luan and said to Jiang Huan before they left.

"It's your lucky day, just you wait!"

"Old man!" "You too …"

Fang Xiong was about to say something to the slovenly one-armed old man, but before he could finish, he saw the old man stride forward, scaring Fang Xiong into running out of the canteen with his tail between his legs.

Everyone saw that the show had ended and dispersed. Most of them were still muttering to themselves: Don't provoke that old man when you come here to eat, and don't leave any leftovers, let alone eat with a table. If you break it, you can't afford to pay!

Jiang Huan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his robe. Looking at the one-armed old man in front of him, he felt a little embarrassed.

The old man pursed his lips and said, "No need to thank me. I've said this before, if you acknowledge me as your master, you won't do it. What do you think? You've suffered today, haven't you?"

The one-armed old man that Jiang Huan called Elder Zhang chuckled when he heard Jiang Huan's words, "What happened?! Now you know what to do?! It's too late, I don't have the mood to teach you.

With that, Elder Zhang put one hand behind his back and walked towards the backyard of the canteen without even looking back.

Seeing this, Jiang Huan hurriedly followed.

Jiang Huan didn't know Elder Zhang's full name. He only knew that his surname was Zhang, and that he was the head chef of the Everlasting Temple cafeteria. However, the old man had only occasionally walked around and scolded the other cooks.

Last year, Jiang Huan was also taking the freshman exam. Jiang Huan ate in the cafeteria after he was sent down with a "superior" grade, while Elder Zhang had sneakily approached Jiang Huan with the attitude of a perverted old man. He had threatened to take Jiang Huan as his disciple and help him break through to the martial warrior level, but at that time, Jiang Huan had almost spat out a mouthful of tofu at him.

In this Limitless Palace and the capital city, who didn't know that the country's marshal's third son was trash who hadn't advanced in three years? The students who entered the Limitless Palace at the same time as Jiang Huan had long since entered the core area.

You dare to say that my Innate Ability is surprising?! Jiang Huan wanted to kick him out, but elder Zhang wasn't in a hurry. He slowly pointed out the flaws in Jiang Huan's body and even asked some questions that no one but Jiang Huan himself knew. Although Jiang Huan was a bit shocked at that time, he still wasn't convinced that elder Zhang could help his break through to a martial artist.