Chapter 749: 749 Putting Gold on Your Face

  Chapter 749 749 Putting gold on your own face

Just seeing Mr. Shuiyue didn’t recognize Zhang Haoran, he knew that he was definitely not the last one. At most, he had been practicing with the old man Tianquan for a few days. It might even be the kind of shameless one who claimed to be a disciple after a few instructions. only!

   "Hahahaha, I thought it was too much. It turned out to be just a named disciple. With such an identity, I am embarrassed to have friendship with Mr. Shuiyue."

  "I put gold on my face, he thought he had a big face."

   "You just want to be embarrassed and hide in Xinghua Country and lose it. It's actually thrown to our Guanghua Country. Xinghua Country seems to be unable to find people. How can you send this kind of stuff."

   "Shame, to have such a person participating in the Shi Fang Dian is definitely the greatest shame in the history of the Shi Fang Dian!"

  Sneer, ridicule, flooded like a tide. Zhang Haoran flushed with shame, wishing to find a hole to drill down.

Gu Fenghua and the others were also dumbfounded. Zhang Haoran took the initiative to salute Mr. Shuiyue. They could guess one or two of the ideas, but they didn't expect that Mr. Shuiyue had such a frank personality, without any human affection at all, so he just said a few words. He drove into the abyss, and it is estimated that this was a shame he could not wash away in his life.

   "Do it, what are you still doing?" Qiu Mingxuan roared angrily.

  Zhang Haoran wants to pretend to be X, so what is he doing? Didn't this cause him to lose face too? Speaking of it, they actually followed the old man Tianquan to learn arts for a few months, but only when they met Mr. Shuiyue they just came to the old man Tianquan, so he had no impression at all.

  But they know these things, and others don’t. In the eyes of others, they are obviously the kind of shameless disciples who get a few pointers and call themselves disciples and put gold on their faces.

  This face was so embarrassing that only quick battles and quick decisions, with one hearty victory after another, can wash away the shame on a few of them.

   "I, Xinghua Country Zhang Haoran, challenge you!" Zhang Haoran thought of this, and immediately drew out the long sword, and said with a standard saint teacher's ceremony.

  The sword light flickered, and the eight cyan holy beads also flickered on his forehead.

  Forced the shame of that heart-wrenching feeling to the bottom of his heart, and a strong confidence surfaced on his face. The eighth rank of the sage, against the seventh rank of the sage, as long as there is no major accident, he will undoubtedly win this match!

   "Zhang Haoran, right? I've heard of you, go down, you are not my opponent." Seeing the eight holy beads on Zhang Haoran's forehead, Chen Xinzhong was calm.

   "Bluffing, do you think I don't know your cultivation level, the only sage Seventh-Rank, dare to speak so boldly, pretending to be X being struck by lightning, haven't you heard of it?" Zhang Haoran said disdainfully.

  "Not only have I heard it, but I have also seen it just now. The disciple of the old man Tianquan, it's amazing, it's amazing." Chen Xinzhong laughed loudly.

  Under the stage, there was a burst of laughter again. I'm so embarrassed to say that he was hacked by pretending to be X. How could he forget that he didn't pretend to be X just now, but he was the one who took the humiliation?

   "Looking for death!" Zhang Haoran was furious when he accidentally stabbed his sore spot, and slashed out with a sword.

  The sword light flies by, like a changhong circling the sun, in which, there is a faint sense of epee without front road. Although it looks simple, it contains countless changes.

  (End of this chapter)