Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 71

"Grandmaster Banquet..."

Guo Shengye thought for a while.

Now that the war has just ended, many people need to deal with the corresponding affairs and sort out their mentality.

There are definitely a lot of miscellaneous things.

"At least in a month or two."

Guo Shengye said: "I happen to have to go back and stabilize my realm first."

The old principal patted Guo Shengye on the shoulder: "I'll give you a long vacation, go home and spend time with your family."

We must know that during the whole war, the old principal and Guo Shengye were the closest.

Guo Shengye's condition was not right, and he was too excited.

Throughout the audience, every time someone died, he always had a smile on his lips.

It's quite permeable.

The old headmaster thought as he shook the bristling hairs on his body.

If the old principal came to ask him why he was smiling, Guo Shengye might seriously give the old principal nonsense about what is called smiling lips.

Smiling lips are when the face is naturally expressionless, and the corners of the mouth show a slightly upward posture, as if smiling all the time.

Guo Shengye somehow accepted this paid vacation.

Although I don't know the reason, but I am very happy when I have a holiday.

With the words of the old principal, Guo Shengye naturally did not go on the same journey with the old principal and went home.

And when Guo Shengye returned home, the martial arts world's list was updated.

Guo Shengye jumped directly from the top of the sixth rank to the eighth rank list.

However, Guo Shengye only became a goalkeeper on the eighth-rank list, ranking 99th and last.

But it's also amazing enough.

Looking at the newly released list, Fu Changding couldn't hold back, and uttered a national curse.

"This is awesome."

"When I saw Lao Guo, I felt that my time was wasted."

Fang Ping looked at the title, and the corner of his mouth twitched, wanting to laugh.

Guo Shengye, title: Wild King.

It's a pity that it's still 09, and there hasn't been any king mobile games.

Everyone doesn't know what the wild king means.

Hey, he can only appreciate the title himself.

Fang Ping looked happily at the "Wild King".

Fu Changding poked him: "What are you laughing at, he's all eighth grade."

Fang Ping immediately put away his laughter, and now he opened up a big gap.

He is only at the fourth rank now, four big realms short.

"No, I still have to make money."

Fang Ping got up immediately, muttering something.

Fu Changding looked at Fang Ping's back in bewilderment: "... Is making money another name for cultivation?"

"Okay, I want to make money too!"

Old man Li passed by and slapped Fu Changding on the head: "What money are you doing? Go practice!"

Fu Changding ran away clutching his head.

Old man Li stood still in place, looking at the list they left behind, his low sigh was barely audible.

The old man was still left behind.

After Guo Shengye returned home, seeing no one was home, he took a shower first, changed into home clothes, and lay down in the bedroom to sleep.

Daybreak.

Guo Shengye went downstairs slowly, lying on the sofa, and turned on the TV and movie channel.

Another martial arts movie I've never seen before.

It is about ancient warriors.

The protagonist's family is in decline, and his talent in martial arts is not high.

The patriarch of the fiancée's family came to withdraw the engagement and humiliated the protagonist.

But the protagonist clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor."

That night, the protagonist rescued an old man who was hunted down.

Although this old man is powerless, he is well-read and knowledgeable, and he is a scholar with extremely rich theoretical knowledge.

He stayed at the protagonist's house and washed the protagonist's tendons and marrow.

Guo Shengye watched and fell asleep lying on the sofa with long hands and long legs.

At this time, the door lock rang, and Guo Shengye moved his ears, but still closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Guo Sheng and Jin Yilin came back.

Seeing Guo Shengye sleeping on the sofa, Guo Sheng relaxed his movements and lowered his voice.

Jin Yilin also saw Guo Shengye after entering the door, and thanked herself ten thousand times for insisting on buying a big sofa.

The mother and son tiptoed in like thieves, for fear of waking Guo Shengye.

Guo Shengye opened his eyes helplessly: "Where did you go?"

Jin Yilin straightened up and shook the plastic bag in her hand: "Xiao Guo accompanied me to the vegetable market to buy vegetables."

Guo Sheng also straightened up immediately, heaved a sigh of relief, he was really panicked just now.

Guo Shengye responded and closed his eyes again.

The sunlight from outside is projected in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it is so warm that it makes people want to feel sleepy.

Guo Sheng is a very filial fat man, he followed Jin Yilin into the kitchen to help.

Because the recipe prepared by the mother and son is a salad, they cook in the open kitchen.

Guo Sheng whispered: "My brother seems to be a master now."

After a year of magic martial arts training, Guo Sheng is now a second-rank martial artist.

This speed is also very good among the two famous schools.

But there is an elder brother who has been a master for a year by his side, so Guo Sheng can't be proud.

"Master?"

Jin Yilin leaned over and glanced at Guo Shengye, who was sleeping on his back, and asked in a low voice, "Is it true?"

Guo Sheng whispered: "It should be true, it seems to be an eighth-rank master."

"Eight products?!"

After Jin Yilin finished speaking, she realized that her voice was too high, she covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, "Really Bapin?"

"Yes."

Guo Sheng is Guo Shengye's younger brother, so naturally someone will come and tell Guo Sheng when they hear about Guo Shengye.

Jin Yilin looked at the grass in her pot, and said in a low voice, "Then it won't be good for us to feed Grandmaster?"

Guo Sheng replied in a low voice: "But the master is also your son."

Jin Yilin's eyes widened, and she said, "But that's the grand master."

The mother and son were chattering there, although the voice was low, Guo Shengye could hear it, and said lazily: "Then Ms. Jin, please add some meat to me, don't make it all grass."

Jin Yilin paused, pinched her waist and said, "Why are you eavesdropping on the two of us?"

"I didn't eavesdrop."

"Ok."

Jin Yilin's momentum weakened, and she asked, "Are you really a master?"

Guo Shengye thought for a while and said, "The strength is here."

Grandmasters are not just powerful enough.

Guo Shengye thinks he is not that great.

Jin Yilin gave the little fat man a look, Guo Sheng turned around silently, took out a piece of steak from the refrigerator, and put it aside to defrost.

Since it is a master, let's add some meat.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to eat grass at home.

Jin Yilin thought so.

After all, that is the master.

In the past, the master could only be seen on the news on TV.

Guo Shengyang said: "Brother, others call you Yewang."

Guo Shengye almost rolled off the sofa, put his arms on the sofa, and said, "What did you say?"

Guo Sheng repeated again: "Ye Wang!"

Guo Shengye moved his lips, not knowing what to say.

Why was he very happy when he was called the wild king in the game, but now that he is an eighth-rank master, he just feels ashamed to be called the wild king?
(End of this chapter)