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"Zhang Song, what happened here?"

He Yuanwu pointed to the broken strength testing machine and asked, revealing a curious look.

He is proud of people who are not as good as him, but people of the same level as him still have a good temper.

"He Yuanwu, you came late, missed a wonderful event, just now, here, a big man came."

Zhang Song still had an aftertaste on his face.

The Great Grandmaster, who is the principal of their school, is only a Grandmaster's cultivation, and there is still a long way to go from the Great Grandmaster.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me what's going on." He Yuanwu urged.

From the conversations of the people around him, he already vaguely understood what was happening.

Although he is proud, the Great Grandmaster is also an existence that he cannot hope for.

"That's right, just now everyone here was lining up to test their strength, and a warrior suddenly wanted to cut in line..."

Zhang Song has always been here, telling Zhang Juan and He Yuanwu what happened before from beginning to end.

Zhang Juan and He Yuanwu listened, and their faces were also shocked.

Two psychic martial arts, this great master is incredible.

The golden body is promising, the divine realm may shock a wave, and the future is definitely a big man who covers the sky with one hand in the eastern city.

"This Grand Master, according to everyone's inference, may be very young, but unfortunately he wears a veil, and no one can recognize his identity."

"You know, I just wanted to run to my knees and worship the teacher..."

Zhang Song, who was talking endlessly, did not notice that when he said the two words veil, a scene suddenly popped up in the minds of Zhang Juan and He Yuanwu on the opposite side.

It was the scene in the alley before, when Jiang Xiaolong quickly took off the veil.

At that moment, Jiang Xiaolong, as if he was a thief, was startled when he saw them.

The two had a spirit in their hearts, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

That Grand Master is Jiang Xiaolong?

Thinking of this, the two were shocked in their hearts.

"It's impossible, it's just a coincidence." He Yuanwu shook his head vigorously, putting aside this crazy and absurd idea in his mind.

It's horrifying.

Their classmate is a grandmaster!

This is not, you must know that their principal is also just a grandmaster.

The boxing techniques of the Tongshen Realm, without decades of consistent boxing practice, how can it be psychic.

At this time, I saw Zhang Song suppressing his voice, bringing his head closer to the two and whispering: "Tell you a secret, don't tell it." "

Zhang Juan and He Yuanwu nodded.

"I was standing opposite the Grand Master before, and when he punched, I saw the T-shirt inside his jacket, which was a practice vest issued in our school."

"You guys said that this grandmaster will not be a hidden master of our school."

When He Yuanwu and Zhang Juan heard this, their pupils contracted violently, and they couldn't help but gasp.

The idea that they thought was absurd before jumped out of their minds again.

Coincidence, will it appear one after another?

Seeing that the two did not discuss with themselves whether the Grand Master was from his own school, Zhang Song was a little unhappy.

He told this secret, that is, Xiu Wei discussed it with He Yuanwu and the others to see which teachers in the school might be this hidden master.

If you can really find out, not to mention worshiping the teacher, it is good to listen to this teacher's class every day and have a familiar face.

He Yuanwu's heart turned upside down, and he was still suspecting one coincidence.

As a girl, Zhang Juan's mind was more delicate, and she immediately spoke: "What color clothes is that grandmaster wearing?" "

As soon as these words came out, He Yuanwu held his breath and listened carefully.

At the same time, he recalled in his mind the scene when he saw Jiang Xiaolong before.

An off-white dress, a pair of jeans, and a hairstyle that resembles himself.

"Off-white top, jeans."

Rumble!

The words fell into He Yuanwu's ears, like a thunder explosion.

In an instant, his face turned pale and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

A creepy feeling instantly spread throughout his body, making him almost suffocate.

"I just offended a Grand Master... What to do? What to do??? "

In a word, he almost scared He Yuanwu, the proud guy, to death.

He provoked a great grandmaster, and the great grandmaster wanted to find him trouble, and it was difficult for the great grandmaster to come.

Zhang Juan was stunned, covering her mouth in horror to prevent herself from making a sound.

In her heart, she was 100% sure that the grandmaster in Zhang Song's mouth was their low-key classmate Jiang Xiaolong.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Zhang Song looked at the two with abnormal expressions suspiciously.

"Nothing..... Not..... It's okay! "

He Yuanwu's voice stammered: "We still have business, let's go first." "

After that, he pulled Zhang Juan to leave quickly.

"Neuropathy!" Seeing that the two left like this, He Yuanwu was a little unhappy.