Chapter: 885

"Okay!" Chen Ping agreed directly.

Chen Ping chatted with Zao Wou-Ki for a while, because Zao Wou-Ki asked Chen Ping to rest while he walked towards the martial arts field.

"Pavilion Master, that Xuanyuan Rong was coaxed in the martial arts field, and brought a lot of people out of training..."

Just as Zao Wou-Ki walked out of the room, Xu Shimao hurried over.

"What's the matter? What exactly does Xuanyuanrong want to do? Didn't he already make him an instructor?"

Zhao Wuji frowned.

"I don't know either, go and have a look..."

Xu Shimao urged.

Zao Wou-Ki sighed, and could only walk quickly towards the martial arts field. This Xuanyuan Rong was gilded by the Xuanyuan family, who was forced into the Dharma Protector Pavilion through a relationship. Although this guy was a Martial Sect, he was arrogant and arrogant. Not many people like him!

This Xuanyuanrong relied on the relationship above, and did not take Zao Wuji in his eyes. In addition, this guy was stronger than Zao Wuji, so he was even more arrogant and domineering in the Dharma Protector Pavilion.


In the end, Zao Wou-Ki sealed this Xuanyuan Rong's name as an instructor and asked him to lead him to train. This guy has only been honest for a few days, but now he is coaxing him again.

After walking quickly to the martial arts field, Xuanyuan Rong was sitting on a table with a bottle of wine and half a roast chicken in his hand, eating meat and drinking heavily.

There are rules in the Protectorate Pavilion. It is absolutely forbidden to drink alcohol in the team. Now Xuanyuan Rong is drinking in front of everyone in the martial arts field.

"Xuanyuanrong, what are you doing? How dare you drink in the martial arts field?"

Zhao Wuji angrily stepped forward and reprimanded.

Xuanyuan Rong looked at Zhao Wuji and snorted coldly, "Zao Wuji, let me ask you, did you find another instructor for the Dharma Protector Pavilion?"

"Yes!" Zhao Wuji didn't hide it, and nodded directly.

"I heard that he's still a little boy in his early twenties, and you put a little boy in the same position as me. Are you hitting me in the face?"

Xuanyuan Rong jumped off the table and glared at Zao Wuji.

"I don't look at age, I just look at strength..."

Zao Wou-Ki looked directly at Xuanyuan Rong, this time he didn't back down and compromise.

"Look at the strength? What kind of strength can the little boy have? I'm Wu Zong, who can compare with me in the entire Dharma Protector Pavilion, you can't even be the pavilion owner, so what strength do you want to tell me? I tell you, I came to the Dharma Guardian Pavilion for In the international competition in a few days, our Xuanyuan family will show their faces and increase their popularity, and now in the entire Dharma Protector Pavilion, besides me going to the competition, can you find someone else?"

Xuanyuan Rong's eyes were full of disdain. In the entire Dharma Protector Pavilion, there was indeed no one who was stronger than him.

Zao Wou-Ki looked at Xuanyuan Rong, he never thought that the Xuanyuan family had brought Xuanyuan Rong into the Dharma Protector Pavilion through relationships, just to participate in international competitions, to show the Xuanyuan family's face and gain popularity!

This kind of international competition needs a big-picture concept, and it wants to win glory for the country, and this Xuanyuan Rong turned out to show his face for their Xuanyuan family.

"As for the international competition, there are already candidates, and you have been dismissed as an instructor, and the instructor has let Mr. Chen serve..."

Zao Wuji said to Xuanyuan Rong coldly.

When Xuanyuan Rong heard this, he was immediately furious: "Zao Wuji, have you made a mistake, are you taking the training as a joke? You are irresponsible to let a young boy do the training. Who would be responsible for these people here? Are you convinced by a little furry child?"

"I heard that the instructor this time was personally invited by Pavilion Master Zhao to Hongcheng. How powerful can a young man in his early twenties cultivate from his mother's womb?"

"No, I don't know what the pavilion master thinks, and he wants this kid to play games!" JrNovels.com