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Chapter 75 Meet the Grandmaster
Fang Lang saw the corpses of eighteen Wolverines lying on the edge of the cliff, as well as the corpses of nine third-level warriors.

He guessed that Wang Mang formed a team to enter Wan Zhong Mountain to hunt wolverines, and did not want to encounter a group of more than forty wolverines.

There were 17 people in their group, and nine of them had died.

After killing eighteen Wolverines, only eight remained.

And these eight people, at the end of their rope, were besieged by the remaining twenty or so wolverines on the cliff, with no way to retreat. Sooner or later, they would be the meal of the wolverine pack.

"Fortunately, we came early. If we had come one step later, Wang Mang would have been gone."

When Fang Lang saw that Wang Mang was still alive, he immediately fell from the sky and landed in front of Wang Mang.

At this time, Wang Mang was seriously injured and critically injured, as were seven of his teammates.

Facing more than 20 wolverines, these people can only wait to die in their current state.

"Fang...Teacher Fang?"

"Am I dead?"

When Wang Mang saw Fang Lang appearing, he thought it was a hallucination before he died, and couldn't help rubbing his eyes severely.

"it's me."

Fang Lang nodded, then looked back at the 20 or so Wolverines.

Then, a terrifying spiritual force rushed towards the wolves, and all the Wolverines fell down together, dying peacefully.

Those third-level warriors, including Wang Mang, didn't understand what was going on.

At this time, someone in the team exclaimed:
"Spiritual attacks, and the ability to walk through the air, this is an eighth-grade grandmaster warrior!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the team, except Wang Mang, knelt down on one knee and worshiped:
"Meet the master."

"Meet the seniors."

"Thank you senior for saving your life!"

The team members greeted Fang Lang with great respect.

After all, they are third-grade and eighth-grade warriors in the master realm, and they are the existences they look up to.

An eighth-grade grandmaster, more than a being that third-grade warriors look up to?

Back then, when Fang Lang's martial arts cultivation had not been abolished and he was still a fifth-grade warrior, he was still insignificant in front of the master, let alone these third-grade warriors.

"Get up."

Fang Lang doesn't have the airs of a master and looks approachable.

Everyone in the team stood up and stood aside without daring to speak.

Only Wang Mang stared at Fang Lang with wide eyes and disbelief.

As far as he knew, Fang Lang used to be a tutor at Qingzhou Martial Arts University, and his strength was only fifth level. Later, his Dantian was destroyed and all his martial arts cultivation was dispersed.

It had only been a year and a half since Fang Lang taught him how to practice. How could he become an eighth-level master warrior?
"good."

Fang Lang couldn't help but praise Wang Mang when he saw that Wang Mang was indeed at the third level, with a calm aura and solid skills, which must have come from hard training.

"Teacher Fang."

Wang Mang lowered his head.

Although he practiced hard and finally became a third-level warrior, he was still not good enough in front of Fang Lang.

"Take this." Fang Lang took out a small returning pill, handed it to Wang Mang, and said sternly: "Your injury is serious and has endangered your internal organs. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid the journey of martial arts will only stop here. .”

"Xiao Huan Dan!"

When other people saw this elixir, they all looked at Wang Mang with envy.

Of course, what they were even more envious of was that Wang Mang actually had an eighth-grade grandmaster as his teacher.

"it is good."

Wang Mang nodded heavily, took the Xiao Huan Dan from Fang Lang and stuffed it into his mouth.

A small Huan Dan is worth 300 million, which is very precious among low-level warriors, but in Fang Lang's hands, it is just like a jelly bean.

"Fuwa, take Wang Mang down the mountain"

Fang Lang ordered Fuwa to carry Wang Mang down the mountain.

Fuwa fell from the air, enlarged her body, and looked at those third-level warriors with a fierce expression.

"This...this is an eighth-level monster!"

Those weak third-level warriors were so frightened that their legs trembled when they saw Fuwa's appearance.

Fuwa stuck out her tongue and asked, "Who is Wang Mang?"

"I...I am." Wang Mang was also shocked when he saw Fuwa uttering human words.

"Come up."

Fuwa signaled Wang Mang to climb onto its head.

"Can I bring a few wolverines with me?"

Wang Mang came to Wan Zhong Mountain to hunt monsters and make money. Now there were a pile of Wolverine corpses lying on the ground. Each one was worth 40. There was no way he wanted all of them.

Fuwa nodded: "Yes."

Wang Mang was so happy that he pulled a vine from the edge of the cliff, tied the five wolverine corpses with the vine, carried it on his back, and then climbed onto Fuwa's head.

Fuwa immediately jumped into the air and flew to Qingxi County with Wang Mang.

Fang Lang glanced at the others indifferently and flew away from Wanzhong Mountain.

"I'm so lucky, I was almost killed by wolves."

"Yes, fortunately Wang Mang's teacher came in time."

"The eighth-level monster is used as a mount. Wang Mang's teacher might be a great master!"

"I think I met Wang Mang's teacher a year ago. He seemed to be in the third grade at the time."

"Don't talk nonsense, how is it possible to be promoted from the third grade to the eighth grade in one year?"

"Maybe I remembered it wrong..."

……

After Fang Lang left, the seven surviving third-level warriors discussed Fang Lang one after another.

One of them was the one who originally invited Fang Lang to form a team to hunt Wolverine.

At that time, Fang Lang was a third-level warrior. After coming out of the mining area, he went to Wan Zhong Mountain to practice for the first time. He met this man and invited him to form a team.

Fang Lang did not agree.

Later, when Fang Lang used the 'actual training' to strengthen his runes to hunt monsters, he encountered this person being chased by six wolverines. Fang Lang took action to kill the six wolverines and earned 240 million.

In fact, including this time today, Fang Lang has met this person three times.

But Fang Lang didn't pay much attention to these insignificant people.

If he thought about it, he would definitely find this person interesting.

A year ago, when he was a third-level warrior, he formed a team to hunt Wolverine. A year later, he was still a third-level warrior, and he still formed a team to hunt Wolverine.

I have to say that this person was very lucky. He formed a team and reached Wang Mang, and was rescued by Fang Lang twice.

Fang Lang appeared in front of Wang Ming's family with a living Wang Mang, which excited Wang Ming, his wife and eldest son.

They kept thanking Fang Lang.

"Little things, little things."

Fang Lang is now an eighth-level master. Saving a third-level warrior is indeed a trivial matter.

But for Wang Ming's family, it is simply a huge kindness.

"You kid, I told you not to go to Wan Zhong Mountain, but you didn't listen!"

"If it weren't for Teacher Fang, would you have come back alive?"

After Wang Ming thanked Fang Lang, he caught Wang Mang and scolded him.

"Dad, I was wrong."

Wang Mang lowered his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

He underestimated the danger of Wan Zhong Mountain and almost paid for it with his life.

"Okay, let's go to the hospital and get the wound treated."

Wang Ming softened when he saw Wang Mang admit his mistake and saw that he was covered in wounds.

"Yes."

Wang Mang heard this and went to a nearby hospital to treat his injuries.

"Teacher Fang, thanks to you today, how about we have dinner and a couple of drinks together tonight?"

Wang Ming thanked him again, feeling a little excited and a little bitter.

He knew that Fang Lang was an eighth-grade master, and he couldn't bring anything to thank Fang Lang, so he had to get drunk with Fang Lang.

(End of this chapter)