Chapter 4 Little Master, Ridiculous
Chen Xuan, an unknown martial soul, a thirty-eighth-level auxiliary soul master, with average qualifications. Although he is in the advanced class, he has been average in recent years and has not caused any trouble. What a storm.
This is the evaluation in the information. Relatively speaking, it is very objective and pertinent.
Yu Xiaogang frowned and was a little dissatisfied. The data showed that this person had never shown extraordinary strength and speed. In previous years, he had played a supporting role in the team during competitions.
Now, this Chen Xuan is talking nonsense, saying that he is good at speed and strength, and has no problem with the power attack and agility attack systems. It is not just arrogance.
Master Yu Xiaogang had a straight face, with dissatisfaction written all over his face. Yesterday, the other party’s bad attitude made him unhappy. Now, this young man is full of lies, and he is also arrogant. An auxiliary martial artist Hun wants to take the offensive type, he is naive and arrogant.
He can understand the former. In front of a group of geniuses, it is reasonable for Chen Xuan to tell a white lie in order to express himself. However, being so ignorant and arrogant is a human problem.
"Chen Xuan, you will have to fight with the mistresses in the future. I hope you can introduce your abilities well. This is not a child's play." Master Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice.
He had a straight face, a serious expression, and no smile at all. Anyone could tell that the master was a little angry.
What happened to the master?
Below, Ma Hongjun and Oscar whispered, and even Tailong, Jiangzhu and others clearly felt Yu Xiaogang's abnormal expression, and they were probably angry.
Chen Xuan looked calm. His original body could not develop martial arts, but it does not mean that he is not good. There are so many talents in the elite competition in the continent. How can he stand out as a support system? There is no favor from the sect. Besides, with all kinds of people, The contest between soul masters is interesting.
"Master, I think my introduction was clearer. If you didn't hear clearly, I'll repeat it again. I did take a dual route. I used to be more low-key and didn't show the true use of martial arts." He Try to explain it as gently as possible, and don't mean to make a big deal out of it.
Besides, the original person was indeed low-key before and didn't show much strength. Basically no one knew the background.
However, when this kind of words fell into Yu Xiaogang's ears, it changed its taste. Chen Xuan's meaning was as if he was saying that others were deaf.
He has low soul power and is looked down upon by the world. If it were not for the help of his disciple's fairy grass, he would never be able to break through level 30 in his life, so his self-esteem is extremely sensitive.
A little kid dared to be humiliated like this. His eyebrows stood up in anger, and several veins popped up on his face, reaching the edge of anger.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar's hearts trembled. They were too familiar with each other. This was the prelude for the master to get angry. Now there is something good to watch.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, a little confused. Why did the master get so angry?
For a time, everyone in Shrek, Tailong and others looked at the culprit Chen Xuan one by one. The master was angry and was even scarier than Vice Dean Liu Erlong.
Chen Xuan was very speechless. He felt that he had done nothing wrong and who was he.
Tang San watched the situation carefully, and when he saw something was wrong, he stepped forward and said: "Brother Chen, I read from the information that your martial spirit should be of the auxiliary system. In recent years, you have also been in the academy battles. I mainly support my teammates, and I have almost never faced him head-on. Why do you say you are good at speed and strength?"
He said quickly, trying to lighten the atmosphere and resolve the conflict before Yu Xiaogang got angry.
"Information?" Chen Xuan was surprised, a little stunned, and then suddenly realized that this was the case.
He was almost speechless. He was indeed the master of theory, Yu Xiaogang. Can a person be determined by a stack of information? Can a soul master's true strength be understood in just one or two pages of blank paper? .
A master of theory is a master of theory, and he will always stop at theory. No wonder mainland soul masters scorn the top ten martial soul cores. It is not without reason.
"No brother, do you think you can understand a person with just a blank page? Information is information and cannot determine anything. Things recorded by the academy will always be one-sided."
Chen Xuan was 10% and 12% speechless, and continued to ask: "That person is very low-key, inconspicuous, and has never revealed his true foundation in normal competitions, and his soul power is not low. Does that mean that this person is mediocre?" This is the only way to determine a person's true strength."
"If you think so, then I can't help it. After all, I can't forcefully change someone's will," he said helplessly, alluding to Yu Xiaogang. I felt quite unhappy.
The Shrek Seven Monsters, Tai Long and others nodded, but they didn't notice that they were insinuating the master Yu Xiaogang. They felt that what Chen Xuan said was fine and could not be refuted. There were indeed some people who were relatively low-key and unlike them, who went around seeking battles, participating in soul fighting arenas, etc.
Except for Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar, the three of them firmly believe in the dean's teachings, and soul masters who dare not cause trouble are mediocre.
People like Chen Xuan, who are struggling to grow up and dare not find anyone to fight. Being low-key is an excuse, and they are just mediocre people.
Tang San also secretly agreed. He felt that when he was at Notting Academy, he was a person who did not cause trouble.
Yu Xiaogang straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, his face was unstable, and he looked like a master. However, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting and almost no one caught it.
"You have a high position and a lot of knowledge, but you don't have your own judgment. You are a little general. It's ridiculous." Chen Xuan was dissatisfied and complained softly.
Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't get angry and just made fun of him. Otherwise, the next sentence would be Little Master, which would be ridiculous.
"You...what did you say!" Yu Xiaogang frowned angrily, as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot. He was so angry that the fingers pointing at Chen Xuan were trembling.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly stunned, their eyes flashed with strange colors, and they could sense something was wrong. The other party dared to master Nei Han, so he must be too courageous.
The implication is that the master is incompetent, and he calls himself a master of theory. How dare he say that.
"This handsome young man must be too courageous. He dares to talk back to Master and even ridicule Master." Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear and whispered.
Among Shrek, most of them felt that something was wrong and could not understand, such as Tai Lung and Ma Hongjun, who were shaking their heads with doubts on their faces.
Tang San's face darkened, and a trace of anger rose in his heart. Yu Xiaogang was like his biological father. No matter who was right or wrong, Chen Xuan should not humiliate his teacher in public. It was too much. !
"Literal meaning." Chen Xuan said lightly, putting his hands behind his back in a decent manner, acting like a master.
Not to mention, it’s really quite cool.
Hearing this, the master's face darkened, his short hair stood on end, and he was on the verge of anger.
Tang San's eyes turned cold, Yu Xiaogang treated him like his biological father, and was his rival like Xiao Wu. Chen Xuan had already touched his bottom line.
On the surface, he remained calm, but a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, which were bone-chilling. He already had a grudge against this person.
If Chen Xuan’s previous words were an undoubted move, then imitating the master’s actions later was a naked mockery.
Everyone in Shrek shut up, no one dared to desert again.
For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely quiet, with the smell of gunpowder wafting in the air, like the calm before a storm.
Chen Xuan also realized that he seemed to have gone too far, but it was too late to retreat, so he continued to imitate, putting his hands behind his back, holding his head high, pretending to be a master.
There is only one way to go to the dark side, run through to the end, and no one will give in. A face-saving theoretical master.
In the back mountain, the breeze blows through the trees on both sides, and the leaves sway gently.
Just when Yu Xiaogang was about to get angry, two figures walked over from a distance.
One of them is a middle-aged man, wearing reading glasses, a hooked nose, steady steps, and walking slowly with his hands behind his back.
(End of this chapter)