Chapter 489: Feel young

"That being said, it's better to have a chance than not to have a chance at all," Oscar said a little unwillingly.
"It is true that even if the comprehension ability is insufficient to enter the realm of unity between heaven and man, this Taiji magical power is sufficient to realize the maximum strength of oneself through the perception of heaven and earth, and can speed up ..."
Tang San, who was sighing, stopped suddenly. If he talked too much, he evoked everyone who wanted to get this Taiji magic. What should he do?
There are many wonderful uses of this Taiji Divine Gong, and it is precisely because of this divine power that Wudang School can sit firmly in one of the martial arts battles. Just like Xuan Tian Bao Lu, it is a top secret method that cannot be transmitted without the permission of the martial art!
Tang San asked himself if it was him, it would be impossible to teach Xuan Tianbao to everyone, and at this point, he saw that everyone was all hopeful.
Oscar is a face that must be learned even when he is dead. Tang San feels that he seems to have caused a big trouble for Ye Zhen by accident ...
"Brother Ye ..." Tang San was so guilty that he couldn't even look at Ye Zhen at this moment.
However, Ye Zhen had a little smile on her face and whispered, "Well, since I haven't practiced without you, there is no hidden meaning."
"So Boss, do you agree to teach us this magic technique?"
Hearing that, Oscar instantly fell into excitement and ecstasy.
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly.
"Boss Ye, what does it mean that you nodded and shook your head?" Oscar scratched her ears anxiously.
The smile on Ye Zhen's face gradually became dull, and he whispered, "Although I have no intention to conceal you, I still have the autonomy to teach you, but even if our relationship is good, I want to obtain it for nothing ... you ask yourself Is it possible to teach Zongmen or the clan of the family to others without reservation? "
The crowd was silent, especially Ning Rongrong. Although Qibao Liuli Sect relied on Wuhun to establish itself, there were many other unique techniques.
Ning Rongrong asked herself, if it was her, he would not give Zongmen's technical ideas to others easily.
"This…"
Everyone was silent.
Ye Zhen is right, not to mention the soul master or family sect, even if it is just an ordinary person, it is impossible for him to hand over the skills that he depends on to some non-parents.
Although the experience of dealing with Zao Wou-ki at the same time and the drunkenness together last night, the relationship between the people has become closer, but after all, it is not their own person, even if it is their own God-level unity of God and God cannot be imparted at will.
"Primary 3 is right, we are greedy. Boss Ye doesn't care. Even if you give us this magical skill, we can't realize it." Dai Mubai said in a rounded voice.
"Er Dai is right, boss Ye, you don't care," others echoed.
Just last night, everyone re-arranged. Although Dai Mubai was the oldest one, he was deeply convinced by Ye Zhen's strength. Among the eight people, Ye Zhen ranked first, Dai Mubai second, Tang The three ranked as the third, the youngest fourth in dance, the fifth in Ma Hongjun, the sixth in Oscar and the seventh in Ning Rongrong.
And Zhu Zhuqing, the best-growing of the three women, turned out to be the youngest and ranked the last eighth.
"Go back and wash first. This Taiji skill is not something that should never be passed on. Let's talk about it after the opening ceremony ends," Ye Zhen whispered, and once again lamented the world, or the maturity of the children of noble families in this world. , Obviously only twelve years old, mentality and maturity are already comparable to the real world about twenty years old.
When the bell rang, everyone had reached the small square in the center of the village. Everyone was in a circle talking and laughing, and Zhu Zhuqing, whose smile was extremely cold, laughed constantly in the trouble of some wretched guys.
One of them is the happiest one who laughs.
It can be seen that this circle is faintly centered on Ye Zhen. In addition to the accidental intercourse, the three other guys, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar, are more active.
Ye Zhen unconsciously showed a smile on his face. Although his physical maturity is not different from those of the seven people in front of him, his mental age is over five thousand years old. It is as if it is a mountain, and it is like a thousand years Quiet standing water.
Now that I am staying with these little guys, I suddenly feel that I have become younger too. Faintly, the realm that has not been deliberately cultivated has even broken a trace!
This is much more mellow than Ye Zhen's reluctance to forcibly comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth fiercely!
In this way, Ye Zhen made a direct decision. In the future, he must make himself younger, and he cannot lose his vitality and blood.
suddenly! A powerful coercion struck, all the jokers' faces changed, and they quickly gathered their souls and looked in the direction of the coercion.
"Hello Dean!"
Seeing a gloomy middle-aged man, Dai Mubai quickly stood up straight.
Ye Zhen looked at Flander, the dean of Shrek College. He was about 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Ye Zhen. His skin looked better than young people. He kept his beard, two The hair above the ears and on the top of the head is white with wide. At first glance, it feels like a human owl.
Waiting for everyone to line up quickly, Flander said, "Yes, there are five new monsters in this session, far more than I expected."
"And not only some of you have Qibao Liuli Wuhun, but some of you have been able to persevere for so long under Vice President Zhao Wuji with a level 30 soul power."
Although the crowd remained motionless, their eyes could not help but look at this direction. Obviously, the person Fland said was Ye Zhen.
Only when Dai Mubai, the dean who knew him very well, chuckled in his heart, Flander could say these words, and the 10,000 gold soul coins were probably playing a key role.
"The most important thing is that this genius is very conscious and takes the initiative to compensate after damage to the school building"
Flander said, with a big wave of his hand, the big bag of gold soul coins Ye Zhen gave yesterday fell to the ground.
Deep in the eyes revealed the pain of the flesh, but what Flander said was very meaningless. "But the school is fair. There are too many gold soul coins, and the compensation is only a hundred gold soul coins."
Flander has his own pride. Shrek College is short of money. With his ability, he can have a lot of wealth by casually relying on a force, even any teacher in this college is the same.
But like any other Flanders, there is an ideal that is to use Shrek to shock the entire soul master with his own power!
Therefore, when Flander saw the Gold Soul Coin, he wanted to possess it directly. He was also surprised. This young man with the same horror as his talent thought he was very embarrassed or even conceited, but seemed to know Shrek Academy very well. In such a way to support the college's finances.
The thought of Zhao Wuji telling him the battle against Ye Zhen without any concealment, Flander was instantly determined. This boy is the peerless genius they have been looking for and can shock the entire continent!
"But this temper has to be polished a bit, otherwise it will probably have to die before it grows up."
Thinking of Vlad's straight face, Shen said, "When fighting against the enemy, in addition to supporting teammates, you must learn to sign up ... Oskar Ning Rongrong is out of the queue, and you two surround Soto City. Twenty laps, if you ca n’t finish running at noon, you do n’t have to eat, Ye Zhen, follow me.

Glancing at Flander's back, Ye Zhen stepped directly and happened to be looking for this Flander.
In the humble office, just as Fland was about to speak, Ye Zhen handed over a letter.
Frightened by Ye Zhen's actions, Vlad took the envelope.
After several changes in his complexion, Flander's face showed a anger and he slapped the letter on the table, but the smile and excitement under his eyes couldn't be masked.
"I didn't expect you and that Tang San to be his disciples, this guy ... have finally stopped hiding?" Flander said to himself for a while.
...
"Brother, are you okay?"
Ye Zhen, who returned to the Tang dynasty, asked, after all, what happened yesterday was so big. When Flander called Ye Zhen's name, his face was so fierce.
Ye Zhen did not speak and passed Tang San with a reassuring smile.
As if there was any plan, Fred stood back in front of the crowd without saying a word, and set his eyes calmly at the entrance of the village. Until noon, a teacher appeared and pressed the sound in Flander's ear. What the line said, Flander was suddenly shocked.
Then the incredible tone of voice "Really?"
The teacher nodded.
The next moment, waiting to be rotten, two dangling figures came back.
"Dean ... I ... we're done ..." Oscar breathlessly, hands on his back, breathless, and his face was dust except sweat.
Ning Rongrong is also the same, even physically weaker than Oscar, so looks much worse than Oscar.
The small face was flushed, the sweat dripped, and the chest kept undulating, and with each undulation, a painful look appeared.
"Why is there a smell?" Suddenly, perhaps because Wu Wu is a feline, Dai Mubai's nose is very good.
Fland's face was surprised and embarrassed and somewhat inexplicable. This smell was exuded from Ning Rongrong. Fland, the old river and lake, naturally knew what was going on.
Others also set their sights on Ning Rongrong, but the men just hurriedly retracted their eyes, because Ning Rongrong's clothes were soaked with fragrant sweat and completely attached to his body.
For a moment of silence, although he didn't want to talk about it or move, Ye Zhen thought about it and whispered in a changed mentality, saying "Rong Rong, come with me."
"Brother Ye ..." Ning Rongrong faced pain, hesitated for a moment, and followed Ye Zhen to a relatively remote place.
Although the place is remote, men and women are alone, Ning Rongrong is not afraid, just a little shy and a little embarrassed.
"Brother Ye, what's the matter with you?"
Ye Zhen didn't say anything. His right hand was raised in the shape of a sword, and several golden rays gathered around his fingertips, forming a small ball of light.
Before Ning Rongrong responded, Ye Zhen flicked his finger, and the small light ball fell into Ning Rongrong's chest.
Instantly, the writhing blood was calmed down, a coolness filled the body, and the sour body was restored again.
Of course, it would not be so simple to help Ning Rongrong restore his vitality, otherwise why carry everyone on his back.