Chapter 59 His name is Wu Yuan
The horses will be taken away by someone arranged by the Martial Arts Academy.
Wu Yuan, Gu Ji, Wu Xiong and their group followed Chen Qing and walked through the main road of Nanmeng Wuyuan!
Old trees.
Large buildings.
The vast martial arts arenas, as well as the large number of martial arts disciples, all appeared in front of Wu Yuan and his group.
"As expected of a high-level martial arts academy!" Wu Yuan glanced at those disciples.
Looking around, the weakest disciples of the martial arts school are all seventh-rank warriors, and a considerable number have reached the level of martial arts masters, which is already very surprising.
After all, the oldest disciple of Nanmeng Wuyuan is only twenty years old.
Of course, Wu Yuan has not seen a disciple who can show the strength of a fifth-rank warrior.
"Only with strength of 8,000 jin in one arm and passing the actual combat test can you graduate from Nanmeng Martial Arts Academy." Chen Qing led the way while introducing: "After graduation, most of their strength will improve."
"Ninety-nine out of ten disciples of my Nanmeng Martial Academy can reach the level of a martial artist, and a large number of masters will eventually emerge from previous disciples."
"In history, there was even a Dibang master!" Chen Qing said proudly.
"Excellent." Wu Yuan praised casually.
Yun Wu Dian is the top martial arts school of Hengyun Sect. It can recruit too few disciples. It is used to cultivate the top geniuses!
With a huge territory, it is not enough to rely solely on the disciples of the Yunwu Temple if you want to penetrate into the rule of the bottom.
The three high-level martial arts schools are the cornerstones.
Like Nanmeng Martial Arts Academy, it graduates one or two thousand disciples every year. As time goes by, they will gradually become the backbone of the counties and counties in Nanmeng Mansion.
And the outstanding people in the high-level martial arts academy, with determination and perseverance, may not be unable to become top masters or even masters!
A group of people passed through most of Nanmeng Wuyuan.
came to the depths of the martial arts academy.
Here, there are separate courtyards, covering a large area, which is very quiet compared to the surrounding area of the martial arts academy.
"This area is the 'Glorious Court'."
Chen Qing said with a smile: "Every courtyard is very big, except for the 'Top Ten Disciples' of the Martial Arts Academy who are eligible to move in directly, generally only VIPs from all over the world will be arranged to stay in the Guanghui Court when there are many people. .”
"However, nearly half of the courtyard has been empty recently." Chen Qing said.
"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded slightly, and suddenly said: "Master Chen, with so many of us, is one courtyard enough?"
Chen Qing was about to explain.
"Arrange another courtyard." A voice sounded, still gentle, but it made Chen Qing's heart tighten.
He didn't dare to forget the owner of the voice.
Even Inspector Xie has to retreat!
"Yes, senior." Chen Qing said honestly, and he quickly arranged two clean courtyards next to each other.
Everyone came to the courtyard.
"Wu Yuan, these are two tokens for entering and exiting the martial arts academy." Chen Qing handed Wu Yuan two tokens: "The director should come back in three to five days. In these two days, you can enter the public area of the martial arts academy and Fucheng. Take a stroll around."
"When the dean comes back, he will naturally notify you."
"If you have anything to do, you can come to the third floor of the 'Yangxin Tower' to find me." Chen Qing said: "Your guard, try not to wander around in the martial arts academy, so as not to cause misunderstandings."
Wu Yuan nodded: "Okay, Master Chen."
According to the practice of Middle-earth, the teacher is usually referred to simply as 'teacher'.
"Master Chen, there is one more thing, maybe I need to trouble you." Wu Yuan laughed.
"Please tell me." Chen Qing said repeatedly.
"I have two good friends, one named 'Wu Sheng' and the other named 'Luo He', both of whom entered the martial arts academy from Licheng County this year." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Can I trouble Master Chen to inform them both?" People, let them come to my story?"
"Small things." Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly.
"Master Chen, why are you here?" A passionate voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard not far away.
A young man with short hair, about eighteen or nineteen years old, who was wearing a disciple's uniform, was pushing the door and walking out.
He is tall, handsome and powerful, very handsome.
Wu Yuan's appearance is not bad, but compared with this short-haired youth, he is obviously weaker.
Of course, it's also because Wu Yuan's face is still a little immature!
"Bamboo merchant, haven't you gone to class yet?" Chen Qing smiled when he saw the visitor clearly.
"Well, I was practicing alone just now, and now I'm going to go." The short-haired young man nodded, and glanced at Wu Yuan and the others: "Who are these?"
"Wu Yuan, this is a bamboo merchant, a fourth-level disciple of our Nanmeng Martial Arts Academy, and one of the top ten disciples of the martial arts academy. He just turned 20 this year, and he is barely capable of being a third-rate master." Chen Qing introduced with a smile.
"Hello." Wu Yuan smiled.
Twenty-year-old third-rate expert?
In terms of talent, he is not inferior to Huan Xinyan. Compared with many Yunwu Palace disciples, he may be even better!
"Bamboo merchant, this is Wu Yuan. He just came from Licheng. These are the guards arranged by the sect along the way." Chen Qing smiled and said, "Wu Yuan is only fourteen years old, and he already has the strength of a martial artist. After a long examination, it will become a special move of the sect and go directly to the Yunwu Hall."
The expression of the short-haired young man, who was originally relaxed, changed slightly.
He couldn't help but look at Wu Yuan twice more.
Fourteen?
Wu Yuan's height is no different from that of an adult, but his face is a little immature. It can be seen that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Warrior strength? Specially recruited disciples?
"Hello, Brother Wu!" The bamboo merchant's attitude changed suddenly. He was stronger and older, but his posture was lower now.
"Brother Zhu, call me junior brother." Wu Yuan said politely.
"Haha, Brother Wu is just joking." The bamboo merchant laughed and said, "When you enter the Yunwu Palace, I will still call you Senior Brother, you can just call me Brother Zhu."
Because he knows too well what it means to recruit special disciples.
That is the core member of Hengyun Sect, a genius among geniuses, as long as he practices step by step, he can at least become a second-rate master!
And like a bamboo merchant, a 20-year-old third-rate master with good talent, but he has passed the golden development period of his body. If he wants to become a second-rate master, he is destined to go through a lot of polishing!
Nothing else to talk about.
When he reached the strength of a martial artist, he was almost sixteen years old. Although he was not bad, he was far behind Wu Yuan!
When you are in your teens, a year later means that your talent is far behind.
"Okay, Bamboo Merchant, Wu Yuan will stay here for a while." Chen Qing said at the side: "If you have time, you can communicate with him more. I believe Wu Yuan will not refuse."
"You are always welcome." Wu Yuan smiled.
Bamboo Merchant smiled and said: "If Brother Wu has time tomorrow night, I would like to have a banquet with Brother Wu alone. We can have an in-depth exchange of experience in martial arts. I wonder what Brother Wu would like?"
The bamboo merchant knew very well that it was Chen Qing who was setting up a line for himself, and wanted to try to catch it.
If you can make friends with Wu Yuan now.
It is very likely to make friends with future first-class masters or even top masters. There are not many such opportunities!
"I still have something to do these two nights, let's forget about the banquet." Wu Yuan laughed.
"Haha, it's okay, then wait until Brother Wu has time." The bamboo merchant's expression remained unchanged, still very polite.
Chen Qing on the side smiled.
"Wu Yuan, please stay here first." Chen Qing said with a smile, "Bamboo merchant, follow me. I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell you."
"Yes." Bamboo merchant said repeatedly, he understood that Chen Qing was telling him not to bother Wu Yuan anymore.
"Mr. Chen, please." Wu Yuan said.
...Looking at Chen Qing and the bamboo merchant, they left.
"Uncle Wu, you all live in the same courtyard, and Uncle Ji and I live in the same courtyard." Wu Yuan said: "When Wu Sheng comes, I will let him come to see you."
"Haha, good." Wu Xiong said with a smile, "I'll trouble you, my lord."
"Small things." Wu Yuan smiled.
...Wu Yuan and Gu Ji entered the courtyard and inspected it. This two-story single-family house has separate bedrooms and a small reception room, but the most conspicuous one is still the huge 'martial arts room'.
Put away the package.
Wu Yuan and Gu Ji sat down in the reception room.
"My lord, don't worry about that Xie Yu." Gu Ji said softly, "She made things difficult for you, for two reasons."
"Oh?" Wu Yuan was curious.
"One, your information has already arrived at Nanmeng Wuyuan. You did not come this year when you were able to enter Nanmeng Wuyuan. It means that she has lost a piece of credit for nothing, so she will naturally be dissatisfied." Gu Ji said.
Wu Yuan nodded slightly.
"Of course, this reason is less likely." Gu Ji said: "The bigger reason is probably related to your recommender 'Guardian Gao Yu'."
"Guardian Gao Yu?" Wu Yuan was thoughtful.
"The sect is huge. Although it is united externally, there is also competition internally." Gu Ji said indifferently: "Competition is not necessarily benign, and conflicts, disputes, and even hatred may also arise!"
"I understand." Wu Yuan nodded.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The Hengyun Sect has a huge power and controls tens of millions of people. How can there be peace inside?
I was recommended by Gao Yu to join the sect, and at the same time gained the trust of Gao Yu's faction.
Naturally, some people in the sect will be offended.
"Haha, don't worry too much, the sect has its own system, at most she will make things difficult for you, and dare not do anything." Gu Ji said.
"I don't care about this little thing." Wu Yuan nodded.
Wu Yuan has seen countless similar disputes. As long as Xie Yu doesn't go too far, Wu Yuan doesn't bother to bother.
Then.
Wu Yuan went up to the second floor to meditate alone, while Gu Ji stayed on the first floor to guard and protect as usual.
Soon after eating dinner.
Wu Yuan was called down by Gu Ji again.
"Wu's invitation?" Wu Yuan flipped through the letter in his hand, looking at the content on it: "It's really fast enough to receive the news."
I arrived in the afternoon by myself, and sent an invitation in the evening.
There is no doubt that the Wu clan has been waiting.
"Uncle Ji, help me tell the messenger that tomorrow, I will arrive at the Wu clan compound on time." Wu Yuan said softly.
"Yes." Gu Ji couldn't deny it.
He didn't care what Wu Yuan would do in Fucheng, as long as he was safe and sound and passed the strength test smoothly.
…
As night fell, when Wu Yuan entered Nanmeng Wuyuan, he was thousands of miles away.
In a vast luxury mansion.
"Damn it!"
"Ah! Ah!"
"Damn it!" A voice of fury resounded from the depths of the mansion, like a strong man in bronze armor roaring like a demon god: "My nephew, my only nephew Luo Fu, how could he die in the Hengyun Sect territory?"
"Why!"
"Assassinate a small special disciple of Hengyun Sect, why send him there?" The brawny man in bronze armor glared at the envoy who was kneeling on the ground.
The envoy trembled all over and did not dare to raise his head, big drops of sweat dripped down his face.
"Tell me, what's the name of that special disciple of Hengyun Sect?"
Boom! The solid rock tables and chairs shattered and exploded, and a piece of sawdust scratched the envoy's cheek in an instant.
Blood flowed.
"His name is Wu Yuan!" The envoy repeated in fear.
(end of this chapter)