"Senior Sun..."

Wang Hongfei heard the old man surnamed Sun saying that he wanted to become a disciple. For a moment, he didn't understand what Senior Sun wanted to do. Although he knew that Senior Sun would never become a disciple of Zhang Chuyao, he still couldn't help but remind him.

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"You'd better make a quick decision, I'm afraid something might change if it's too late!"

The old man surnamed Sun raised his hand to signal him not to say anything, "I have my own sense of discretion, you don't need to say anything."

Then, he looked at Zhang Chuyao and said, "I want you to be my teacher. Will you teach me everything you have?"

Zhang Chuyao thought about it and gave it to everyone, but he didn’t know which bag it was...

"Of course I know how to do martial arts."

"Well, I'm willing to become your teacher."

Naturally, Zhang Chuyao would not stop him. He looked at him with interest and said, "Then do your bidding."

The old man surnamed Sun glanced at Zhang Chuyao, bowed to Zhang Chuyao meticulously, and said: "Greetings to Master!"

Zhang Chuyao watched the old man surnamed Sun stand up after bowing, and shook his head slightly, "Not enough."

The old man surnamed Sun was stunned, "What's not enough?"

Zhang Chuyao said with a smile: "If you want to worship under my disciple, you have to bow three times and bow nine times to become a disciple."

"Three buckles and nine bows?" The old man surnamed Sun narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Can you bear it?"

"Won't you know if you try it?" Zhang Chuyao asked.

"Haha." The old man surnamed Sun sneered, "It seems that you are toasting instead of having to drink as a penalty. I wanted you to voluntarily tell the essence of 'shi'. Since you don't know how to appreciate it, don't blame me for being cruel.

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Zhang Chuyao smiled faintly and asked, "Why, do you want to kill your master?"

"Master-killing? Are you worthy of being my master?"

Boom!

The old man surnamed Sun no longer suppressed his cultivation. At this moment, he directly mobilized all the true energy in his body.

"The fallen leaf sword technique, the first style, the fallen leaves return to their roots!"

The old man surnamed Sun does not have a sword in his hand, but it is better than having one.

A solid body of innate true energy spurted out from the sword's fingers, looking a bit sharper than a real iron sword.

I saw the figure of the old man surnamed Sun flashing, and his sword move was like a leaf falling from the sky, floating without a trace, spinning rapidly, and it was about to stab Zhang Chuyao's arm!

Zhang Chuyao raised his hand and moved slightly. The sword in his hand seemed to have eyes. The tip of the sword accurately touched the two sword fingers of the old man surnamed Sun.

Click!

There was a sound of breaking glass.

The sword energy in the old man's hand suddenly disintegrated like loose sand.

He froze, looking at the sword in disbelief.

"Innate...innate true energy?!"

Everyone knows a truth, that is, the acquired internal strength is like a knife meeting tofu in the face of the innate true energy. It is completely fragile. Only the innate true energy can defeat the innate true energy...

"Have you broken through to the innate realm?!"

The old man surnamed Sun was stunned. He looked at Zhang Chuyao's face, as if he was longing for an answer, but more like he was expecting another answer.

"Yes." Zhang Chuyao looked at him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Innate third level."

The old man surnamed Sun's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhang Chuyao ignored him and instead walked forward slowly, "The sword technique you did just now was really bad."

As he spoke, he put the long sword into the scabbard, pinched a sword finger with his right hand, and a white zhenqi emerged from his fingertips. In an instant, a sword aura as long as the old man surnamed Sun was formed.

"How angry?!"

The old man surnamed Sun exclaimed. He could see that the innate true energy in front of him was much more solid than his own. Could it be that this person had really broken through to the third level of innate heaven?

"Look at this sword of mine... the fallen leaves return to their roots!"

"What?"

The expression of the old man surnamed Sun changed. This sword move was his own sword technique. How could this person know it?

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chuyao's figure had disappeared.

When he reappeared, his sword finger had already been pointed at the eyebrow of the old man surnamed Sun, and a wisp of blood mixed with a stream of milky white slipped out from the eyebrow.

"impossible……"

These were the last words left by the old man surnamed Sun in the world.

He didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was killed by Zhang Chuyao. He didn't even understand until his death why Zhang Chuyao suddenly broke through from the ninth level of the acquired world to the third level of the innate world.

Could it be that he has been hiding his strength?

"Hey, what kind of teacher are you worshiping? Aren't you looking for death?"

Zhang Chuyao looked at the old man surnamed Sun lying at his feet and didn't know what to say.

Because of his apprenticeship, he directly broke through to the third level of the innate world. I originally thought of down-to-earth and step-by-step improvement, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the third level of the innate world.

[Ding! The host kills the evil disciple who wants to kill the master, obtains the achievement 'Cleaning the Door', and obtains one thousand teaching points. Obtains the passive ability: Master Power (when facing the disciple, the master's own combat power increases by 30%!)]

Teacher power?

Zhang Chuyao thought for a while, and it seemed that this ability was of little use to him. After all, none of the apprentices he taught was a white-eyed wolf.

So what if he increases his combat power by 30% when facing them? He has no intention of suppressing his disciples.

"Master, help!"

At this time, Yu Xiaotian and others, who had been fighting for a long time, were almost exhausted. Although they had the Qi Recovery Pill to supplement their internal strength, their physical strength could not be restored instantly.

They couldn't help but feel very happy when they saw that their master suddenly showed great power and killed the very arrogant innate master with one blow.

Seeing that the apprentices were about to die.

Zhang Chuyao was no longer in a daze.

A clanging sound.

The long sword was suddenly drawn out, and with a burst of sword energy, it went directly into the crowd.

In just one cup of tea, in the prison that had been noisy and constantly fighting, only five people, including Zhang Chuyao and Yu Xiaotian, were left standing in the prison.

At this time, Zhang Chuyao was pointing his sword at Wang Hongfei, who was leaning against the wall and shivering. At this time, his face was bloodless, his lips were moving, and he couldn't even speak.

"Did you expect this to end when you came in?"

Zhang Chuyao looked at him and asked with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Chuyao's smile, it was like seeing a devil smiling at him. Wang Hongfei couldn't help but tremble in his heart, his eyes full of fear: "Don't... don't... don't kill me!"

"Afraid?"

"Hmm, um..." Wang Hongfei nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would be eaten by the devil if he nods unused.

"Then why do you think your Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts School always offends me?"

"It's not me, it's not me who wants to offend you..." Wang Hongfei suddenly cried, and his whole body was spread out on the ground like mud, "It's my uncle, no, it's Wang Dongsheng, he did everything, not me!"

"Hey." Zhang Chuyao smiled, "You betrayed your uncle like this, aren't you afraid that he will kill you?"

"No, no."

"Well, since he won't kill you, then I will be the only one to kill you." Zhang Chuyao put away the smile on his face and looked at him coldly, "Don't worry, you go on your way first, and your uncle will follow.

Coming soon!"

"No, no!"

Poof!
Chapter completed!