Shura Martial God

Chu Fann smiled faintly.    

When the many martial artists heard this, their faces changed and their bodies trembled in fear. Their faces were as pale as paper as they begged for forgiveness, "Mr. Chu, you do not remember my mistakes. Please forgive me. "    

When they heard the young man in front of them, It was Chu Fann. They had been scared silly for a long time.    

He didn't even put the Expert of Desolation Stage in his eyes, how could these small shrimps be his match?    

"It's fine. "    

Chu Fann didn't blame those cursing warriors.    

The waiter said with gratitude, "Mr. Chu, if it wasn't for you. . . I can sell at most ten pancakes a day. After listening to your suggestion, I can sell a few hundred pancakes a day! Please accept my bow. "    

After saying that, the waiter, Hei, started kowtowing.    

At that time, Chu Fann's suggestion. . . Many business owners didn't believe it at all.    

After a moment of hesitation, the waiter chose to believe it.    

Two or three days later, the waiter succeeded.    

At present, the price of the waiter was not lower than those big bosses.    

"Remember what I said. The key to fate is not to choose, but to act. "    

Chu Fann did not stay for long and immediately left the alley.    

Later on, the business of the waiter was getting bigger and bigger. The Great Desolation Pancake extended from Zilai Ancient Kingdom to the entire Asura Great Land, and it was also recorded in the Asura Journal. Of course, this was the latter part of the story, so it was not mentioned much.    

A quarter of an hour later.    

Chu Fann finally arrived at the Zilai Academy.    

The main gate of Zilai Academy was still as grand and grand as before. The main building of the academy was still shining brightly under the sunlight.    

At this time, Zilai Academy was close to a holiday. Many students were diligent in their cultivation, and few people wandered outside.    

Along the way, many students recognized Chu Fann. Chu Fann greeted them one by one.    

Just as Chu Fann was about to return to his dormitory, some students ran towards the square in a panic.    

"Hurry up, Master Jingyun is recruiting disciples. I must perform well. "    

The running students were full of excitement.    

Everyone chased each other and disappeared without a trace.    

Scholar Jing Yun?    

Hearing this, Chu Fann's face revealed a cold smile and his eyes narrowed as he said, "So it's that old thing who wants to recruit disciples? Today, I'll make you admit me! "    

Last year, Master Jingyun came to the academy to recruit disciples. He wanted to recruit Chu Fann, but Chu Fann wasn't willing.    

Scholar Jing Yun flew into a rage out of humiliation, and attacked Chu Fann on the spot.    

If it wasn't for the fact that Chu Fann had the ability to resist with great difficulty, he would have been crippled on the spot!    

Chu Fann had never forgotten this grudge!    

On the square.    

The students gathered in a circle around the center of the square, layer after layer.    

Their eyes were shining, their faces were filled with hope, and their gazes were all focused on an old man in the center.    

The old man gave off a terrifying aura, and the Desolation energy on his palm flowed out, turning into two small snakes that swam around the two students.    

"His talent is too poor. "    

Master Jingyun shook his head and said in disappointment.    

The two students sighed at the same time. They left the center of the crowd in low spirits and entered the crowd, leaving behind two lonely figures.    

Next to Supreme Lord stood Dean Mo Yuancang, Great Elder Zhao Zhenli and the others, shaking their heads with a smile.    

Behind Supreme Lord stood two people.    

One of them wore a round disc, and he was the genius student of Zilai Academy, Loong Pann, a Ninth Level of Soul Creation Stage.    

The other man was wearing a pure white feather coat. The Long Sword on his back was eye-catching, and his Qi was unstable. He was a Ninth Level of Soul Creation Stage.    

"Feilong, Third Junior Brother Qin Liang was crippled a few days ago. He didn't return to Jing Yunfeng, but went to the Fire God Sect. Have you heard about it?"    

Loong Pann whispered to the man who was wearing a pure white feather coat.    

Chu Feilong had a blank look on his face. He frowned and said, "His talent is so outstanding. He entered the sect a few days ago, but he was already a Desolation Stage. Who would dare to cripple him?"    

"I heard it's Chu. . . "    

Loong Pann let out a soft sigh. However, when he saw a young man wearing a red robe, he suddenly shut his mouth.    

Chu Feilong followed Loong Pann's gaze and saw Chu Fann!    

When he saw Chu Fann, Chu Feilong's expression changed. He was lost in his thoughts. He knew that Chu Fann must have increased his strength, and that was why he came back.    

With his courage, Chu Feilong immediately sensed Chu Fann's presence.    

Zi!    

Chu Feilong almost choked on the cold air. His teeth felt cold. He could feel a pressure that only his master had!    

"Wah! My god! Mr. Fann, it's you?!"    

A student who was arrogant and despotic shouted when he turned his head and saw Chu Fann.    

Chu Ritian's voice was very high in decibel, causing the entire square to hear it.    

"Mr. Fann, you're back?"    

Wo Lvlv, Zhao Xianer, Wang Xiaofeng, Murong Xue and Ma Zheng all gathered around at the same time and looked at Chu Fann excitedly.    

They did not have much interest in Supreme Lord and had never thought of becoming Supreme Lord's disciple. They just wanted to watch the show.    

Chu Fann looked at these familiar faces and nodded slightly. "That's right. All of you have improved a lot. I'm very happy. "    

Apart from that, there were also many acquaintances who greeted Chu Fann one by one.    

"That person, don't cause any commotion. Don't stop Senior Supreme Lord from accepting disciples!"    

Dean Mo Yuancang frowned and immediately shouted to stop him.    

When Chu Fann walked out of the room, Mo Yuancang's angry face softened, and he forgot what to say for a moment.    

Great Elder Zhao Zhenli coughed and said. "It turns out that the outstanding students of our academy have returned. Not bad. "    

Everyone present looked at Chu Fann.    

They had returned!    

They were filled with curiosity. At the same time, they wanted to know what kind of strength Chu Fann currently possessed.    

"Hmph, so it's you. You really do have some ability to escape from a Great Desolation Stage. Come back as soon as you come back. Don't disturb my disciple recruitment. The next group will continue!"    

When Supreme Lord saw that it was Chu Fann, he was shocked at first, then he said with a faint anger.    

He usually went into seclusion. It was not easy for him to come out and affect his mood. It affected his martial arts realm.    

At this moment, another two students walked out and accepted Supreme Lord's examination.    

Supreme Lord's expression was serious. In an instant, he turned into two waves of energy and entangled the two students.    

Swoosh!    

Unexpectedly, at this moment, two streams of strong energy emerged from Chu Fann's body, forcefully interrupting Supreme Lord's two streams of energy.    

"En? What do you mean?"    

Supreme Lord suddenly turned his head and stared at Chu Fann coldly.    

An aura of Great Desolation Stage that shook the world and brought with it a majestic aura turned into an invisible force that pressed down on Chu Fann.    

"It's meaningless. I'm here to tell you that a few days ago, I crippled your disciple, Qin Liang. How is he now? "    

Chu Fann slowly walked to the center of the square and said somewhat arrogantly.    

His tone was full of provocation. He did not give Supreme Lord any face at all.    

That invisible pressure was immediately offset by Chu Fann's gestures.    

Hearing this, Supreme Lord's calm expression became ferocious. He was immersed in cultivation. Until now, he still did not know. He stared fiercely at Chu Fann. "You actually crippled my disciple?"