Seeing that this blow was about to hit Zhan Wuque, the young man in purple was full of pride.

Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind him. Before the young man in purple could react, he felt a pain in his head and was instantly pulled out.

"Who asked you to do it?"

Mr. Gu shouted.

He fell to the ground hard, his eyes turned black, and he looked at the angry Mr. Gu, so scared that he shivered all over.

"I, I..."

The young man in purple was stunned, with deep doubts in his eyes.

Isn’t he helping Mr. Gu vent his anger? Why did Mr. Gu attack himself instead?

"roll!"

Mr. Gu shouted coldly.

The young man in purple quickly got up and rushed towards the exit.

Before leaving, he looked at Zhan Wuque with a resentful look.

Obviously, he blamed all this on Zhan Wuque.

After the young man in purple left completely, Mr. Gu's face became better. He hurried forward, with excitement on his face, and slapped Zhan Wuque's shoulder hard, "Good boy, who has you is worthy of being a student from my Qin Zhao Academy. "The Legend of the God of War" was written completely by you."

"Hmm?" Zhan Wuque was stunned. How did Mr. Gu know Qin Zhao Academy?

Little did people know that when the people around him were shocked when they heard what Mr. Gu said.

"Is it all written down, is it true or false?"

Some people ask if they don't believe it.

It’s not that they have to question it, but that this matter is too incredible.

"The Legend of the God of War" is quite a lot of words in a volume, and few people read it on weekdays. Even if a warrior has a good memory, who would be idle enough to memorize a biography of a character?

Leng Bianhan's teeth were clenched, and he was very unwilling to accept it.

Seeing that she was about to get the first prize and Mr. Gu’s appreciation, Zhan Wuque suddenly appeared and snatched all her limelight and honor.

Mr. Gu waved his hand and the contribution points flew out and fell towards everyone.

"As long as I say something, I can't catch up, I can say as much as I say before."

After saying that, he turned around and laughed at Wuque, "Let's go and have a chat."

The two walked towards a compartment.

Everyone looked envious.

Mr. Gu seemed very happy. Now that he called Zhan Wuque alone, he might accept him as his disciple.

Mr. Gu’s strength was just now, and if he became his disciple, his identity was definitely not weak, he would have soared to the sky.

"Oh, I didn't expect that so many of our inner disciples could not compare to one outer disciple."

"There is nothing to do. Who made that kid have good luck? He would write "The Legend of the God of War" in a silhouette, or complete the book."

"Forget it, it's not a loss to make 50 contribution points when you come and make it. Go back."

Everyone turned around and left, but Leng Binghan was still standing there.

She held the contribution point tightly in her hand, and her unwillingness in her eyes became heavier and heavier.

Although there are many contribution points in her hand, this is not what she wants.

What she wants is the true identity of a disciple.

The core disciple has come to an end for normal disciples. If you want to go further, you can only become a true disciple.

However, true disciples also need to look at the meaning of the sect leader and the peak master. They are not qualified without extraordinary talent.

Leng Binghan has applied many times, but all failed without exception.

Because she is twenty-five years old this year, she is the eighth level of Martial Emperor. At that time, she just had just reached the standard for accepting disciples of the core disciples.

She was unwilling to give up.

Seeing Mr. Gu today gave her a dawn of hope.

But as soon as this light of dawn appeared, it was extinguished.

Leng Binghan looked deeply at the backs of Zhan Wuque and the others leaving, and turned around and left.

...

In the compartment.

Zhan Wuque sat against Mr. Gu.

Although Mr. Gu was sloppy, the compartment was extremely neat, which surprised Zhan Wuque.

"Where did you read that book "The Legend of the God of War"?"

Mr. Gu picked up a cup of tea and asked casually.

"The Temple of War in Qingyang City."

Zhan Wuque is not fast, but he is not slow.

He had already prepared to speak.

There are many temples in this world, but there are only a few temples in the War Temple.

Unfortunately, there is a temple of war in Qingyang City where he was born.

Old Gu nodded, a trace of suddenness appeared in his eyes, as if he knew Qingyang City.

"I know the Temple of War God in Qingyang City. In my early years, I met the old master of the temple several times. It is reasonable to say that the Temple of War God has "The Legend of War God".

Mr. Gu said slowly.

Zhan Wuque was really confused.

It’s Qin Zhao Academy and Qingyang City again. Can Old Gu have any hidden identities in Daqin?

Seeing Zhan Wuque thinking, Mr. Gu laughed, "No need to guess, it's okay to tell you, I'm the dean of Qin Zhao College."

"Student Zhan Wuque has met the dean," Zhan Wuque was shocked and stood up and saluted.

No wonder he returned the precious meteorite from the sky and saved himself in the competition.

It turns out that he is the mysterious dean of Qin Zhao Academy.

Everything was explained.

"You kid is really lucky. You can survive even if the secret realm collapses," Mr. Gu seemed to think of something, with a little regretful look on his face. "After you disappeared, the imperial capital was in chaos. At that time, I happened to have something to do. When I came back, the imperial capital was already in a boat. Blood flowed into a river. I only saved a little girl."

"Little girl?"

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in Zhan Wuque's mind, "Is it Ouyang Ruonan?"

"Yes, it's her," Mr. Gu sighed a little, "If it weren't for her physical condition, I wouldn't have discovered it."

"You said it's a spirit-swallowing body?"

"No," Mr. Gu waved his hand and opened a layer of sound insulation formation.

He lowered his voice, "Ruonan mentioned you to me. If you hadn't taught her magical martial arts, her physique wouldn't have been awakened so quickly."

Zhan Wuque nodded secretly. What Mr. Gu should have said was the book "The Great Whale Swallowing Sword". Although this method is not of high level, it is indeed terrifying to devour spiritual power.

"I think you have seen Ruonan's physique, so I can also reveal some words to you," Mr. Gu's face suddenly became solemn, and he stopped talking, but used his divine thoughts to transmit voice.

The corners of his mouth did not move, but there was no sound.

Zhan Wuque, whose face was calm, changed.

This was extremely rare in him, but there was an unconcealed shock in his eyes.

"What you said is true?" Zhan Wuque said solemnly.

Mr. Gu nodded, "You should also know the seriousness of this matter, and no news can be spread."

Zhan Wuqian nodded and barely calmed down his mind.
Chapter completed!