Chapter 691: Master Wu's apprentice

Zhang Fan asked the little cabbage to leave first. The little cabbage smiled coquettishly and nodded: "Okay. If you need anything, I will be there on call. You just need to press the beeper on the wall and call "Little Cabbage". can."
Zhang Fan nodded, expressing his understanding.
Little Cabbage smiled and waved to Zhang Fan, transforming into hundreds of butterflies and dissipating in the air.
But the dissipation this time was different from the holographic beauty outside the door just now.
Although Little Cabbage's body disappeared, the bikini was still floating in the air.
Even the bikini was like a bird, flapping its "wings" and flew around Zhang Fan twice before slowly dissipating into the air.
"puff--"
Zhang Fan just ate the food in his mouth and sprayed it out.
Nima, is this too funny?
Wiping his mouth, Zhang Fan continued to eat the food.
This meal is very different from the ninth district, many Zhang Fan has never seen it.
But the taste is still very good.
As Zhang Fan was eating the food with relish, he felt that the whole restaurant was strangely quiet.
In doubt, he turned his head to look.
I saw a person walking in slowly at the entrance of the restaurant-to be precise, floating in like a ghost.
This person's appearance in his seventies is described as haggard and pale as paper.
The clothes he wears is a very loose gray robe.
On the chest is embroidered with two small characters: Ji Mie.
This person is from Nirvana Island.
Zhang Fan said in his heart: The people on Jilindao Island have the same virtue as this dead ghost?
The disciple of Nirvana Island, like a ghost, drifted forward faintly.
When other pharmacists saw the disciples of this nirvana island, they quickly retreated to the surroundings.
Even the waiter who served the dishes to the disciples of Nirvana did not leave after putting down the food.
The disciple of Silent Island was eating food quietly. Although he was moving, his overall feeling was just one word: quiet.
Or rather-dead silence.
Although he is alive, he feels like he is dead as a whole.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan cursed in his heart: Is this Silent Island all such a pervert? Who can stand this?
When thinking of this, the disciple of Jiuquan Island seemed to have heard Zhang Fan's words. He raised his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Fan.
Just looking at it, Zhang Fan felt cold in his hands and feet.
Because even though the eyes of the disciple on the island of nirvana were open, there was no half-distraction in his eyes.
It's like a dead person, the way his eyes look when you open his eyelids.
Obviously he is a living person who is still in motion, but it feels like a dead person.
No matter who it is, when he sees this kind of gaze, his back feels cold.
When Zhang Fan was suspicious, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of his table.
"Are you Zhang Fan?"
The man asked.
Zhang Fan looked up at the man and saw that this was a man in his forties.
His face looked rough.
The muscles on his arms bulged, and even the wide clothes could not hide his dazzling biceps.
He put his hands on the dining table in front of Zhang Fan, his eyes fixed on Zhang Fan.
When everyone around him was so frightened by the death of the disciple of the nirvana island, he didn't seem to see the disciple of the nirvana island at all.
Zhang Fan looked at the man carefully before saying, "Yeah."
The man still stared at Zhang Fan and said loudly, "Are you from the ninth district Alchemist Association branch?"
"Ok."
Zhang Fandao.
"That can't be wrong, it must be you. I want to compete with you!"
Zhang Fan looked at this person suspiciously, saying that he was crazy.
I just came to Dongzhou City, and I haven't even seen your face. What to try?
The man also saw Zhang Fan's doubts and said:
"My master said that in the ninth district alchemist branch, there is a person like you. I praise you for how talented and how awesome. I am not convinced. I wanted to find a chance to go to the ninth district to challenge you. The journey is too far away. I saw the information displayed when you entered the door just now. I expected you to be the guy the master said. Since you are also here, then we will go to the competition now."
Zhang Fan was speechless.
I know who you are, just compare with you.
Than a wool!
Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't answer, the man pulled over the chair and sat down opposite Zhang Fan.
Knock on the table: "Hey, are you agreeing or not?"
Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "I will have an exam tomorrow. I have no time to waste time with you."
"Exam? What test?"
The man asked.
"Level 2 Alchemist."
Zhang Fan replied.
The person was a little surprised when he heard it: "If I remember correctly, you only passed the first-level pharmacist examination half a year ago? Now it's only half a year, you are going to get the second-level pharmacist again?"
As soon as he said this, all the alchemists around looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.
They are all pharmacists, and they all know how difficult it is to take the exam for pharmacists.
Each time a pharmacist exam, they need to spend more than ten years or even decades to prepare.
It’s not new for people with a little less talent to spend hundreds of years preparing for exams.
Now it has only been half a year to be admitted to the first-level pharmacist ~EbookFREE.me~ and it is about to be admitted to the second-level pharmacist. How can this not surprise them?
Even the "dead" of Jiuweidao raised his head and glanced at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan was a little speechless.
This guy is not only a big voice, but also a big mouth.
And he seems to know himself well.
If you don't get rid of him in a hurry, take care of everything and let yourself out.
"Are you a disciple of Master Wu?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"of course."
The guy said somewhat contentedly.
Zhang Fan secretly slandered himself. He was indeed a disciple of Master Wu. No wonder he resembled Master Wu in every respect.
Even this loud voice, I'm afraid I learned it from Master Wu.
The guy continued:
"My name is Gong Tianzhi. Master accepted me as his closed disciple three months ago. It is no exaggeration to say that I am the most talented among all his 23 disciples. But I am the most talented one. The annoying thing is that the master is always talking about Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan, so I think we need to compete to let my master know that his disciple is no worse than anyone! My Gong Tianzhi is Dongzhou Hope to participate in the Alchemist Conference!"
Zhang Fan asked: "Are you also a first-class alchemist?"
"Yes?"
"Will you participate in the assessment of the second-level pharmacist tomorrow?"
"I became a first-level pharmacist three years ago. Tomorrow is about to take the second-level test. Although you are faster than me, Zhang Fan, let me tell you, the second-level pharmacist test is not a trifling matter. In half a year, you have practiced Is it a real second-grade panacea?"
Everyone around was surprised again.
It turns out that this Gong Tianzhi is also a genius.
In three years, you will have to test a second-level pharmacist.
Zhang Fan listened and nodded: "Since the exam is going to be taken tomorrow, why don't we divide up in the exam room?"
"it is good!"
Gong Tianzhi exclaimed: "Be refreshed!"