Lord of the Star Ocean

The memories of his previous life surged up in Nie Feng's mind, which made him extremely emotional.

If you want to become a star warrior, you can't do it without the guidance and teaching of a famous teacher. Joining the local martial arts school to learn skills has naturally become the only choice for countless teenagers with dreams.

Nie Erwa was one of them back then, but unfortunately he only learned a basic set of body-building boxing techniques in the Wan'an Martial Arts Hall. The most important and crucial "Taishang Sensitive Chapter" was always difficult to break through, so he had no choice but to give up.

The reason why he abandoned himself to wander the streets and became a worthless slut in the eyes of others actually has a lot to do with Wan'an Martial Arts.

Returning to the old place, although the soul has long been replaced, the memory of the previous life is becoming clearer.

Suppressing the unrest in his heart, Nie Feng stepped forward to lift the door knocker and patted it twice.

squeak~

The small door on the right side of the main entrance was half opened, and a small head with a bun poked out.

Nie Feng smiled and said, "Little table, long time no see!"

The little door boy was stunned for a moment, and then showed a pleasant expression: "Brother Nie, why are you here?"

Nie Feng said: "I'm here to find Master Wan to be my teacher."

"ah?"

The doorman couldn't help being taken aback, the appearance of opening his mouth was very cute.

Nie Feng chuckled, and reached out to touch the opponent's small head.

Xiaozhuo's real name is Wang Zhuo. He is the only grandson of the old Wangtou, the gatekeeper of the Wan'an martial arts gym.

When he was studying martial arts in the martial arts school, the small table had the best relationship with Nie Erwa.

"Little table, who are you talking to?"

At this time, a voice of inquiry came from the martial arts compound: "Don't open the door for others!"

The small table quickly opened the small door completely, turned to the people inside and said, "It's Brother Nie who is here!"

"Brother Nie?"

The person who asked was obviously puzzled, but when he saw Nie Feng coming through the door, he suddenly understood.

"Nie Erwa, it's you! Why are you back?"

Nie Feng cupped his fists and saluted the other party: "Senior Brother Chen, long time no see!"

Inside the gate of Wan'an Martial Arts Hall is the Martial Arts Arena. Except for a towering tree planted by the south wall, the rest of the place is paved with hard bluestone bricks for disciples to practice martial arts and compete.

Since Wan'an Martial Arts has been here for decades, many of the bluestone bricks are broken or dented, looking very old, but there are nearly 30 martial arts disciples practicing martial arts at the scene.

Nie Feng's predecessor had only left the martial arts gym for more than half a year, so he knew most of the people.

Of course, there are as many martial arts disciples who are familiar with him.

The senior brother surnamed Chen nodded with a half-smile, and asked bluntly, "What are you doing here?"

Nie Feng replied calmly, "I'm here to formally learn from Master Wan."

There are two main ways to learn martial arts in the martial arts school. The first one is to pay the tuition fee and learn martial arts under the unified arrangement of the martial arts school, regardless of qualifications and status, which was the case in Nie Feng's predecessor.

The second is the formal apprenticeship. The situation is completely different, because the real master-student relationship is very serious. Star warriors often have high requirements for selecting direct disciples, and talent, character, and even identity background are all within the scope of measurement.

Wan'an martial arts school has recruited hundreds of disciples, but the number of people who can become the direct disciples of the owner Wan Shangzhi can be counted on two hands, and everyone is considered an elite member of the martial arts school.

"Officially apprentice to Master Wan... Hehe!"

Senior brother surnamed Chen hadn't answered yet, a mocking laugh sounded from behind him.

"Nie Erwa, have you been hanging out for so long that you have forgotten who you are?"

The crowd that had just gathered parted ways, and a man in a green shirt and a girl in a white skirt came over.

"Eldest brother, senior sister!"

The martial arts disciples saluted one after another, all with respectful expressions.

The man in the green shirt was about twenty years old, with a proud face, looking at Nie Feng with disdain in his eyes.

Nie Feng's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled calmly and said, "Brother Zhang, are you here?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he nodded to the girl in white skirt next to the man in green shirt and said, "Senior Sister Wan."

Although on the surface Nie Feng looked calm and calm, but Nie Feng's heart was not calm.

The man in the blue shirt is Wan Shangzhi's big disciple Zhang Mo, and the girl in the white dress is Wan Shangzhi's daughter Wan Yunfang.

Back then, Nie Feng's predecessor was studying martial arts in the martial arts hall. When he was young, he fell in love with Wan Yunfang, but was beaten and humiliated by Zhang Mo, and finally had to leave the martial arts hall.

Zhang Mo is narrow-minded, he thinks he is Wan Shangzhi's heir, and has been pursuing Wan Yunfang, so he can't tolerate Nie Feng's predecessor dangling in front of the latter, and has used many despicable methods against Nie Feng's predecessor.

Nie Feng originally thought that he didn't need to deal with the grievances and entanglements of his predecessor, but now it seems that his thinking is too simple, maybe it was a mistake to return to Wan'an martial arts today.

Wan Yunfang didn't like Nie Feng either, so she nodded expressionlessly in response.

But Zhang Mo became more and more upset. He stared at Nie Feng and said, "Nie Erwa, Master is out to visit friends. Don't say he's not here today. Even if he is, he won't accept you as a bastard, so don't wishful thinking!"

What he said was so harsh and unpleasant that the disciples of the martial arts school next to him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wan Yunfang frowned, but said nothing.

Nie Feng knew that if the owner of the gymnasium went out, the martial arts gymnasium would close the door and let the disciples practice on their own, so as to prevent others from coming to kick the gymnasium, so what Zhang Mo said should be true.

But the other party's naked/naked malicious ridicule suddenly made him feel angry!

"What? Not convinced?"

Zhang Mo noticed Nie Feng's eyes keenly, and immediately laughed and said, "Then let me see, what kind of skills you have developed now, dare to go back to the martial arts hall to learn from your master!"

In fact, he felt that Nie Feng was different from the past, but he didn't take it to heart at all, and was eager to teach Nie Feng a lesson, so that he would be happy if he beat him all over the place!

If it was Nie Erwa from before, she might really be excited by Zhang Mo's words, but what kind of character is Nie Feng now, how could he fall into Zhang Mo's clumsy aggressive method?

He ignored Zhang Mo's words, and said with a smile: "Since Wan Guanzhu is not here, then I will take my leave."

After speaking, Nie Feng turned around and left, cleanly and without sloppy at all.

There is not only Wan'an's martial arts gym in Nanyuan City, why should he be entangled with people like Zhang Mo?

However, Nie Feng wanted to leave, but Zhang Mo didn't agree - he hasn't played enough yet!

"Nie Erwa, why are you in such a hurry, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's get closer first!"

While talking, this big brother from Wan'an Martial Arts stepped forward to catch up with Nie Feng, reached out his hand and grasped his claws and grabbed Nie Feng's right shoulder like lightning, directly using three or four points of strength.

Zhang Mo didn't want Nie Feng's life, but grabbing Nie Feng and knocking him to the ground, making him prostrate at his feet in shame, was exactly what he wanted to achieve.

He sees no difficulty in doing this.

But what Zhang Mo never imagined was that his inevitable shot failed!

Just when Zhang Mo's claws were about to touch Nie Feng's shoulder, Nie Feng turned around as if he had been prepared, just in time to avoid the former's attack.

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment.

His eyes met Nie Feng's, and the sarcasm in the latter's eyes made him feel out of control!

boom!

Under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, Nie Feng suddenly swung his palm and slapped Zhang Mo's chest heavily, sending the senior brother flying, and fell to the ground five or six steps away in embarrassment.

"Star Warrior!"

A martial arts disciple yelled loudly, his expression was like seeing a ghost in daylight.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him, everyone present had already seen the faint light shining from Nie Feng's right palm that had not been retracted - Xing Neng!

Zhang Mo is a black iron warrior who condenses the star energy to connect the meridian and form the chakra. If Nie Feng is not a star warrior, no matter how strong his own strength is, it is impossible to slap him away with a palm, and he fell so ugly!

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