"Hahahaha, it's only the seventh level of the Dharma Sage, so it's not weak. How weak is your strength?" Gu Fenghua's kind intentions, but Zhang Haoran didn't appreciate it at all, and instead laughed aloud.
"Don't pay attention to her, she only has that little insight. Hurry up, we will celebrate for you after a few tricks." Liu Baishan urged, he is still waiting for the second round to become famous, how can he have the time to follow Gu Fenghua Dally.
"Brother Baishan, wait a moment, I'll come down right away." Zhang Haoran was deeply grateful for Liu Baishan's humility, and the titles were much more affectionate.
After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the stage happily without even looking at Gu Fenghua again.
"My junior pays homage to Mr. Shuiyue. I haven't seen him for many years. I wonder if Mr. Shuiyue is okay?" As soon as he came to the stage, Zhang Haoran respectfully saluted Mr. Shuiyue, looking familiar.
Since it is to become famous, a few words of getting close to Mr. Shuiyue will naturally have the effect of raising one's self-worth.
Generally speaking, as an elder, when meeting a younger generation to salute and greet him, he should be polite and encourage him. Zhang Haoran was ready to listen to the elder's teachings and be grateful, but something unexpected happened to him.
"Who are you, do you know me?" Mr. Shuiyue looked at Zhang Haoran and said blankly.
"Junior Zhang Haoran, once had a relationship with the elder in Qiuxia Mountain, don't the elder remember?" Zhang Haoran was completely thrown into disarray, and explained awkwardly.
"I don't remember." Mr. Shuiyue shook his head and said.
"What about Senior Brother Mingxuan, Senior Brother Mingxuan, you old man must remember?" Zhang Haoran was a little anxious, pointing to Qiu Mingxuan and said.
"I don't remember." Mr. Shuiyue continued to shake his head.
"We are the disciples of Elder Tianquan, why don't you remember, old man?" Originally, he wanted to use Mr. Shuiyue's name to promote himself, but who knew that others had no impression of him at all, not even of Qiu Mingxuan , Zhang Haoran was extremely embarrassed, almost angrily said.
"Nonsense, old man Tianquan has never accepted a disciple in his life, don't I know this? How dare you pretend to be a disciple of old man Tianquan!" Mr. Shuiyue said angrily.
"Remember, registered disciples are registered disciples." Zhang Haoran was taken aback and stammered.
"Are registered disciples counted as disciples? Stop talking nonsense and hurry up to compete." Mr. Shuiyue said contemptuously and impatiently, then waved his sleeves and retreated to the edge of the competition stage.
Under the stage, there was a burst of laughter. Seeing Zhang Haoran flirting with Mr. Shuiyue as soon as he came to the stage, and then declaring the name of Old Man Tianquan, all the people of Guanghua were shocked and worried. After all, Old Man Tianquan's name is too famous, but One of the top powerhouses with long-standing reputation in Tianji Continent, his disciple is not so easy to deal with. This time, Guanghua Kingdom wants to win the Shifang Grand Ceremony, Xuan!
But at the end of hearing it, I realized that they were only registered disciples of Old Man Tianquan.
In the Tianji Continent, the term "registered disciple" is actually not strict. As long as you practice with others for three to five days, you can be called a registered disciple. Of course, if they are valued, there are also registered disciples who have been with them for six or seven years. Such registered disciples are actually not much different from beginner disciples. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com