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Dear, are you the master? 8

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    Wan Zhanfeng was called over by a young disciple.  He looked at the devastated arena, even though he had already heard about it from his young disciple, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Senior sister is too reckless!"

    The surrounding area collapsed badly, only the ground lying under Fang Xuzhi's body was still intact, Wan Zhanfeng frowned, just a little bit, Junior Brother Fang was going to die in hell!

    Thinking of this, his face was tense, and he quickly jumped to Fang Xuzhi's side: "Are you injured?" As he spoke, he released his acupuncture points and helped him up.

    Before Fang Xuzhi could speak, a group of young disciples started yelling.

    "No no!"

    "Brother Fang is not injured!"

    "Senior Sister is very measured! All those hidden weapons were thrown around Brother Fang, and they didn't fall on him!"

    "Senior Brother Wan, don't blame Senior Sister by mistake!"

    "Yes, we can all testify!"

    When Fang Xuzhi heard this, he felt depressed for a while.  He hasn't said anything, but they did for him!

    Is he not injured?  Although those hidden weapons were not directly used on him, they affected him more or less, okay?

    But when he said it at this time, it seemed that he had a small belly and couldn't afford to lose.  This is a competition between brothers and sisters of the same sect, and he still picked the head, so there is no reason to complain.  Besides, none of Luo Yi's three swords fell on him, which was enough to give him face.  If he is serious, he will only make the younger disciples look down upon him.

    Enduring heartache and depression, he said to Wan Zhanfeng: "I'm fine, senior sister is very measured, senior brother, don't worry."

    Seeing that he also said the same thing, Wan Zhanfeng nodded and didn't pursue further: "It's fine."

    The competition platform was so damaged that it would be unusable for a while.  Wan Zhanfeng took care of all affairs in the sect. He observed the damage, kept it in mind, and planned to arrange a day to repair the competition arena.

    Unexpectedly, the young disciples were very enthusiastic: "Brother, when will the martial arts platform be repaired?"

    "Yes, is it troublesome?"

    "If it's troublesome, we can all help!"

    Wan Zhanfeng was very surprised, and couldn't help being moved in his heart. Look at the disciples of the Songshan School, how united they are, and how much they have sect views!

    "It will be repaired as soon as possible." Wan Zhanfeng said, "It won't delay everyone's use."

    The little disciples thanked for a while: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wan!"

    "If you need our help, be sure to call us!"

    Wan Zhanfeng was moved by his disciples' positive and progressive spirit. After returning, he arranged for manpower to repair the competition arena.

    As expected, the young disciples were very active in helping as they said. They went to the competition arena after dinner every day, and repaired the competition platform with the repairing master.

    With the active help of the young disciples, the martial arts arena was repaired within half a month.

    In the past half a month, Luo Yi did not appear in the arena again because the arena was unavailable.  But she is not boring, because there are a few clever little disciples who come to her residence every day to bring her food and drink, chat and play with her.

    They were so enthusiastic that Luo Yi was a little surprised, and immediately accepted it calmly.

    In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

    The competition platform has been repaired.  Young disciples came to Luo Yi's residence in groups to tell her the good news.

    "Senior Sister, the tournament platform has been repaired!"

    "I also built a gazebo for my senior sister alone!"

    "The gazebo is so beautiful, do you want to go and see it now, senior sister?"

    These kids are really cute.  Even playing tricks is so cute.  Luo Yi was happy, picked up the sword and went out.

    Come to the martial arts arena.

    Sure enough, in the place where she rested on weekdays, an exquisite and beautiful pavilion was built, with tables, chairs, shelves and cabinets, all of which were newly built.

    Luo Yi fell in love with it at the first sight, and nodded to the young disciples: "You guys are interested, I like it very much."

    "Senior Sister has spoken!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

    Immediately afterwards, another person said: "Senior sister, go in! Tell us what you don't like, and we will change it right away!"

    "That's right! What else does Senior Sister want? Tell us, we'll get it right away!"

    Luo Yi felt that such a warm reception was a little too much.  She was just pointing out their martial arts, and it was not a great kindness. Why are they so enthusiastic?

    But she didn't think much of it.  Since they were warm to her, she accepted it.  When the day comes when they are no longer enthusiastic, and shesp; Luo Yi nodded, looked towards the audience: "Next."

    Looking back, Wan Zhanfeng looked at the young disciples around him and said, "I am not as good as her."

    "How is it possible?" Before the younger disciples could speak, Fang Xuzhi showed a look of surprise, "Senior brother's martial arts is so high, he should be on par with senior sister, right?"

    Wan Zhanfeng gave him a strange look: "Haven't you seen the senior sister teaching the martial arts to the younger brothers and sisters?"

    Fang Xuzhi was stunned for a moment: "I have seen it."

    "You should know it after seeing it." Wan Zhanfeng said, looking at the martial arts competition stage again, "Senior sister's martial arts has reached the top level, and there is no rival among her peers."

    Something flashed through Fang Xuzhi's mind, but he didn't catch it, but felt that the thought he ignored was extremely important.  He frowned for a while and said, "How is it possible? Her martial arts weren't so high half a year ago."

    If she was really that powerful, how could she have chased the flower picker for so long, and finally accidentally got poisoned?  Thinking of this, Fang Xuzhi was shocked!

    Yes!  With the vigilance of the senior sister, she couldn't even guard against the spring poison of the flower picker. How could she be on guard at all times in her sect, surrounded by all her disciples, and guard against the silver needle at a critical moment?

    "Brother, take a step to speak." Fang Xuzhi winked at Wan Zhanfeng, and the two left the competition arena.

    "What's the matter?" Wan Zhanfeng asked.

    Fang Xuzhi then expressed his doubts: "I suspect that Senior Sister is someone else pretending to be."

    He told what he felt was wrong.  Including that Leng Rushuang's martial arts is not so high, and Leng Rushuang's vigilance is not so high, Leng Rushuang used to ignore everything, why suddenly he suddenly takes care of the little disciples?

    "If she is a spy of another sect, it would make sense." Fang Xuzhi said, "She must have some kind of conspiracy against our Songshan sect by taking so much effort to win over the disciples!"

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