Chapter 270

Shenhai County, Jiangbei Province, Zhonghuang military academy.

The golden glow of the morning sun sprinkles on the whole towering Zhonghuang military academy, on the figure of the white long shirt attacking the moon.

This is an old man of fairyland, with white beard and white head. His back is as straight as a steel gun.

His eyes fell on the broken white marble tablet.

Behind him, Shen Shuchen, the big star, and the three vice presidents of the Academy, all looked respectful and held their breath.

After a long time, the old man suddenly said:

"Shuchen, can you guess through this stone tablet that this young master has spent several% of his skill

On hearing this, Shen Shuchen's pupil shrank suddenly. He also observed the broken stone tablet for several hours, but failed to reveal the mystery.

"Master, I'm sorry for my shallow cultivation and can't see through." Shen Shuchen whispered.

The old man with white hair whispered: "it's OK. Just guess. You can also guess. If you are right, I can pass on the silk of Ye family to you."

The three vice presidents standing on one side were surprised and incredible.

Ye's silk hand was created by Ye Donglin, the master of the Qing Dynasty. It's so powerful that it's said that no one can break it in the same environment. When it's completed, even the air can be bound by nothing!

These unique skills are the secrets of the Ye family. Over the past hundred years, many martial artists have come to win this unique skill with all their heart and soul, but they all failed.

However, at the moment, the old man with white hair, in a simple word, actually wanted to give this unique skill. How can people not be shocked.

However, no one dares to question the old man's words, because the old man in white clothes in front of him is known as the first man of Wudao in Jiangbei. Wu Dao Ling Yun Gu Changfeng!

Moreover, these three vice presidents know that the cultivation of this martial arts master has already broken through the realm of martial arts master, and now is the peak of martial arts master!

From the legendary realm of God, but a step away!

Such cultivation is no different from the immortal in the eyes of ordinary people.

"40%"

"50%"

"50%"

Three vice presidents vied to speak.

Gu Changfeng shook his head, and obviously no one answered correctly.

"What do you think, Shuchen?" Gu Changfeng looked at his apprentice with great interest. He was very satisfied with Shen Shuchen. Both talent and perseverance were excellent.

The only thing Gu Changfeng regrets is that Shen Shuchen's ambition is not in martial arts. Otherwise, in Gu Changfeng's opinion, Shen Shuchen will be a master of martial arts before he is 40 years old. Before Jia Zi, he is likely to become a master of martial arts!

Shen Shuchen bowed slightly and said in a soft voice, "two percent."

As soon as this statement was made, the three Vice Presidents were all in a state of disbelief. They already knew that the stone tablet contained the spirit of Ye Donglin, the master of the Qing court, and it was very impressive.

An 18-year-old young master, with only two successful forces, can break the spirit of a supreme figure who has reached the late stage of his master's cultivation. This is simply a arabian night.

In the view of Xu Changqing and others, Meng ran must have just broken through the realm of master by chance, even though the realm has not been stable.

However, in the face of Shen Shuchen's bold guess, Gu Changfeng still shakes his head.

Shen Shuchen's face was startled, staring at his master.

Gu Changfeng stretched out a finger and said faintly: "this master Meng, I'm afraid that even a successful force has not been used."

"How could that be possible?"

This time, Shen Shuchen, who had always been a gentleman, suddenly changed his face and was full of horror.

"Master, you can..." Shen Shuchen looked at the old man with white hair.

But the old man was smiling. He stroked his long beard with his right hand and grasped the white jade tablet with his left hand.

I saw countless white silk threads flying out of the old man's palm. They were all shooting towards the stone tablet. The two pieces of white marble stone tablets with a height of more than one meter were wrapped tightly between the fingers.

Gu Changfeng clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the extremely tough stone tablet was pierced by the white line and turned into the sky dust.

Among the debris, Gu Changfeng stood with his hands down and his face was aloof.

"It's just a master of Huajing. Why does Gu need to use one successful force to kill him? Two fingers are enough!"

After a word, the master of martial arts, who had a white head and a fairytale, swept away, and the smoke and dust all over the sky, but his white shirt was spotless.

He saw a layer of light white vigorous Qi to protect the old man. He could not break it!

This great master of martial arts!