Dragon Hermit

"Master Deng, what do you want to ask?" Xia Yan looked at Han Yidao. Han Yidao nodded to him. Now he is the master of the sword. The situation in front of him needs to be solved by himself.

"Master Xia, we ..." Deng Tong said, looking around the masters around him, "We want to know, are all the exhibits in the exhibition hall your works?"

"No!" Xia Yan said.

"What?" Deng Tong was shocked, and everyone else was shocked. He even admitted it directly?

"Since it's not your work, why do you claim to be yours?" A young man behind Deng Tong called out. He looked a year or two older than Xia Yan, and his face was full of disobedience and sarcasm: "You behave like this Deserve to be the head of a genre? Joke! "

"Who are you again?" Xia Yan looked at him and asked faintly. His tone was condescending, like a question from a senior to a younger generation.He is the head of an ordinary young man who is qualified to use this tone.

"My name is Deng Yuan!" The young man looked up, proudly, and after saying his name, he didn't introduce himself any more. It seemed that others should know him as he should.

And the young people who follow other masters do know him. In this circle, Deng Yuan does have proud capital.Among young people of the same age, his qualifications are considered to be the best, and many people think that they will become master figures in the future, just like his grandfather Deng Tong.

"Did I say those are not my works?" Xia Yan asked funny.

"Don't you want to quibble?" Deng Yuan's spirit revived, and quibble is good. Everyone heard what you just said, so quibble is equivalent to being beaten, and the reputation of the knife is stinking.

"Your grandfather asked if these are all my works. Note that he is asking for" all ", but my works only account for a part of them. Of course, I have to answer no, otherwise, did you deceive your grandfather?" Xia Yan Then he said.

"You ..." Deng Yuan froze for a moment, and suddenly his face was hot, thinking about it, as if Grandpa had indeed asked this question, and Xia Yan did so, and he was impulsive for a while, and it was difficult to distinguish carefully. , Now counterattacked.

"How many of your works?" Deng Yuan no longer entangled himself when he was in a loss, and he changed the subject decisively.

"It depends on your eyes. I want to use your grandfather's eyes to distinguish the works of my master and those of me, right, Master Deng?" Xia Yan was too lazy to speak with Deng Yuan , Brother is the master of the hall, telling you too much falling status!

"This ..." Deng Tong choked for a moment. The old man just noticed that the realm of these works is very high, and he didn't care about more details. How can I know which works are from Han Yidao and which ones are from you?

"This is of course!" Deng Tong couldn't take it softly, and nodded stubbornly.Take a closer look later and be sure to find the difference in details!

"Now that Master Deng has distinguished, then you have any questions, please continue!" Xia Yan said.

No, I do n’t doubt that these works are all caught by Han Yidao, why did you just agree with him?Deng Tong suddenly found something wrong, how could he be led by this little young man?

"Xia Yan, I suspect that these exhibits are all master Han's works. You have none of your works. Do you promise?" Deng Yuan stood up again and questioned loudly.

"Slap!" Yao Shigu patted the table, Han Yisha shook his head slightly, but did not look at Deng Yuan, only looked at Deng Tong and several other masters, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Xia Yan's face sank. Although they had been mentally prepared for a long time, these people were also very respectful of the slash.

"Deng Yuan, isn't it?" Xia Yan stood up, walked to Deng Yuan, and faced him face to face.Deng Yuan's height is shorter than Xia Yan's by a half, and his body is also thinner. The two stood face to face, and immediately made a difference in their momentum.

Xia Yan has a demeanor style, and Deng Yuan cringed at him.

"Some words are responsible!" Xia Yan lowered her head slightly and looked down at his face. Shen Sheng said, "If you have my work in it, what are you going to do?"

"If you have your work, I will admit that you have good craftsmanship!" Deng Yuan avoided Xia Yan's gaze, and then he tried to lift his momentum and said.

"Hahaha ..." Xia Yan laughed, and Deng Yuan smiled angrily: "What are you laughing at, guilty?"

"I just laughed that you took yourself too seriously!" Xia Yan laughed and said: "I am the master of the knife, who are you? I need to get your recognition? Your abacus is very precise, Feel free to question that others don't want to be responsible, how could such a good thing! "

"You ... I ..." Deng Yuan was said to be speechless. He did not expect that the head of a younger age than himself was so sharp that he easily found the loopholes in his words.

"So what do you want?" Deng Yuan was young and arrogant.

"Not very good." Xia Yan shrugged. "Sorry, Brother Deng, your level is not enough, even if you have to question, at least you have to be a head of the team to be qualified, otherwise anyone will question if I have to prove it, tired. Also exhausted me, are you right? "

"You ..." Deng Yuan's face finally turned red. Xia Yan's words were too ridiculous and merciless, but it made sense and made him unable to refute.The key point is that Xia Yan is indeed the head of the knife. With this identity, it really needs a person with weight to talk and laugh with him.

"Xiaoyuan, don't be rude to Xia's boss!" When Deng Yuan was speechless, Deng Tong finally made a noise and rescued his grandson from the embarrassing situation.

"Yes, Grandpa!" Deng Yuan stepped back and stood behind Deng Tong, ignoring Xia Yan's question just now.

Xia Yan was a person who singled out with the Earl of the Blood Race. Although Deng Tong was very famous, he did not make him feel any pressure. He asked with a smile: "Master Deng, don't you know what I have to teach the kid?"

"The old man has the same question. Is there really any work from you?" Deng Tong asked Xia Yan, staring at Xia Yan.

"Should I be qualified to question?" He said again.

"Master Deng's questions are the same as mine, Xia Zhang, do you really have your work here?" Li Shuang also said aloud.

"Yes, Master Xia, we also have this question. I wonder if you can convince us?" Several other masters also echoed and pressed Xia Yan.

"Huh!" Han Yidao snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction, but did not speak.

The old man completely believed his apprentice, especially after knowing that the apprentice turned out to be a magician with abilities.

These old guys question my disciples, just wait to be beaten!

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