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"It shouldn't be too late. The master I found for you is an unborn master, very famous in our ancient Chinese martial arts world."

"If you are free, I can ask him to meet you..."

Fang Zhihua said slowly.

"What is Guwu?"

After Zhang Feng heard these words, he couldn't help asking softly.

"Guwu is the technique they practice. It is normal for ordinary people not to know that Guwu exists..."

Fang Zhihua explained with a smile.

After hearing Fang Zhihua's words, Zhang Feng's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he whispered: "How come it is like a martial arts novel..."

"Ha ha……"

Fang Zhihua smiled faintly, and then continued: "Master Zhang, in fact, there are still many people who learn ancient martial arts in our country. These ancient martial arts people like to call themselves martial artists. The combat power of these people is very terrifying. One is the existence of one enemy and one hundred..."

"Musha?"

Zhang Feng couldn't help but froze after hearing this sentence.

"Yes, it's a warrior..."

Fang Zhihua nodded lightly, and then continued: "The martial artist is divided into four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow. The heavenly martial artist has already been extinct, and the master I found for you is the second only to the heavenly martial artist. Musha……"

"What is Long Chao? Is he also a warrior?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Feng asked softly.

"Well, Long Chao is also a martial artist, but he is just a Huang-rank martial artist..."

Fang Zhihua replied.

After hearing this sentence, Zhang Feng's eyes flashed with shock, and the expression on his face was very incredible.

Long Chao was just a Huang-rank martial artist already so powerful.

And the master Fang Zhihua found for Zhang Feng turned out to be an underground martial artist, how terrifying it was!

"Master Zhang, you are usually in school, it is difficult to contact these people, so it is normal for you not to know about the martial artist."

"Besides, we don’t want to be a master of the rank martial artist. You only need to have the ability to protect yourself when you encounter a killer. I think if a rank martial artist tutors you, it will take a short time It should be no problem to improve your physical fitness!"

Fang Zhihua said slowly.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but hesitate for two seconds after hearing Zhihua's words.

In fact, he was not very interested in such things as apprenticeship and martial arts.

But he is still very curious about this martial artist, he is curious about what kind of person this warrior is.

So after hesitating for a moment, Zhang Feng said softly: "Then when can I see this terrarium warrior?"

"He will have time tomorrow morning. If you want to see him, Master Zhang, I can drive you there tomorrow morning..."

Fang Zhihua said quickly.

"Okay, then you come and pick me up tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Feng nodded gently.

"Okay Master Zhang, if nothing happens, I won't bother you to rest..."

Fang Zhihua replied to Zhang Feng faintly.

"Ok……"

Zhang Feng agreed, and then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng put down the phone directly, and then lay on the bed to rest.

The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Feng's cell phone rang on time.

After seeing the call from Fang Zhihua, Zhang Feng directly picked up the phone to connect the call, and then softly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master Zhang, I'm already at your door..."

Fang Zhihua whispered.

"Okay, I am going to find you now!"

Zhang Feng hurriedly replied, then hung up the phone, changed his clothes and left Dijing Manor.

After a while, Zhang Feng left the villa and walked into Fang Zhihua's Bentley car.

"Master Zhang, I have already contacted Master Ye. Master Ye is waiting for us at home now!"

Fang Zhihua said with a smile after seeing Zhang Feng.

"Master Ye?"

After Zhang Feng heard the name, he couldn't help but froze.

"Yes, the master I found for you was originally called Ye Juechen, and he was very famous in the ancient Chinese martial arts world."

"But then I didn’t know what happened. Master Ye chose to retreat to Jianghu and lived in our Jiangcheng city. And for so many years, Master Ye has not accepted apprentices. It is said that his apprenticeship requirements are very strict. Can't get into his eyes..."

Fang Zhihua said softly to Zhang Feng.

"Then how are you sure he can accept me as a disciple?"

Zhang Feng hesitated and asked softly.

"I'm not sure about this, and we don't necessarily have to worship him as a teacher, as long as we can give this Master Ye a little guidance, after all, we don't want to be any powerful martial artist, as long as we can be better than normal people. That's it..."

Fang Zhihua said slowly.

"That's also..."

Zhang Feng looked at Fang Zhihua and nodded gently.

Ten minutes later, Fang Zhihua drove the car to the outskirts of Jiangcheng City, and then stopped in front of a very old building.

"Master Zhang, here we are..."

Fang Zhihua said softly to Zhang Feng.

"Well, go in and take a look!"

Zhang Feng nodded in agreement, and then followed Fang Zhihua into the courtyard.

As soon as he walked into the yard, the first thing Zhang Feng saw was a classical landscape garden.

He couldn't help but open his eyes to admire the scenery in front of him. The trees were lush, the fog was confused, and the simple and elegant buildings merged with the natural landscape.

The pavilions rich in antique flavors add a bit of beauty to this ancient building.

"In order to invite Master Ye to our Jiangcheng, I specially decorated these pavilions..."

Fang Zhihua turned his head and smiled and said to Zhang Feng.

"You decorate these pavilions?"

Zhang Feng seemed to ask in surprise.

"Yes, it was all decorated by me..."

Fang Zhihua nodded gently.

After a while, Zhang Feng followed Fang Zhihua into a hall.

On the walls of the hall are the calligraphy works of the four famous Song Dynasty masters Su Shi, Mi Fu, Huang Tingjian, and Cai Nang, as well as the "Plum Blossom Poem" by Wen Tianxiang in the Southern Song Dynasty.

And in the center of the hall, there is also a Taishi chair made of Hainan Huanghuali in the Song Dynasty.

Hainan Huanghuali is the most expensive variety among mahogany, and the price is even higher than that of red sandalwood. Regardless of the value of its cultural relics, this chair alone can easily sell for tens of millions of dollars in the secular world.

At this time, an old man with a fairy style and a bone was sitting on the chair.

The old man wore a tunic suit, and looked quite like a worldly expert.

Zhang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him very carefully.

He knew in his heart that this old man should be the Master Ye Juechen Ye that Fang Zhihua told him.

"Master Ye, hello!"

Fang Zhihua walked up to the old man and shouted respectfully.

After hearing these words, the old man slowly opened his eyes, gave Fang Zhihua a faint look, and then softly asked Fang Zhihua: "Has anyone brought you?"

"Bring it, this is Zhang Feng, Master Zhang!"

Fang Zhihua replied softly.

After hearing these words, the old man slowly raised his head and glanced at Zhang Feng, then shook his head and said, "This qualification is too bad, I can't accept it..."

When Zhang Feng heard the old man's words, he was immediately stunned, the expression on his face was very speechless.