Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

But at this moment,

With a bang,

I saw the huge black handprint explode with a loud bang, and the energy in the sky dissipated and turned into rain of light.

At the same time, a figure appeared out of nowhere in the air.

The man was dressed in rustling green robes, and looked awe-inspiring. He exuded a violent aura, and was overbearing and extroverted, like a proud and unruly beast.

This is the face of a middle-aged man, and there is a word engraved on the green clothes he wears: "War".

Zhan Ao, the Martial Saint of the Zhan Family, is also a well-known Martial Saint in Kyoto and even in the entire Dragon Kingdom.

He is listed as one of the ten great martial saints together with Ning Zhan.

He was tall and strong, as majestic as a mountain, and in his hand he was holding something that looked like a lump of iron.

He took a step forward and came in front of Ning Zhan, "Long time no see, Ning Zhan."

Ning Zhan heard this and put away his cold expression. "Long time no see, Zhan Ao. You are able to come back alive after the battle in Meat River Valley. I am really impressed. It seems that you are worthy of being listed as one of the nine great martial saints of Dragon Country together with me."

"I underestimated you before, Xiao Ao. Now you have been recognized by Ning Zhan."

Zhan Ao glanced at Ning Zhan coldly and said in a cold voice: "Don't just talk nonsense. You can stop Huang Daoling's reflection of the heavens later."

Ning Zhan smiled slightly, "I may not be able to stop it, I have to rely on my son. To be honest, my son has the qualities of a martial god."

"Ok?"

"Has the test been completed?"

Zhan Ao's expression slightly changed, and then he shook the iron lump in his hand. The iron lump slowly unfolded and transformed into a burly man...

To be precise, he was a teenager, about the same age as Ning Feng, but he was big and strong with a full beard.

Zhan Ao pointed at the sturdy young man and said, "My son also has the appearance of a martial god."

The young man looked confused, looking at Zhan Ao pointing at him, and said in bewilderment,

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is boundless, the wind blows the grass low... I will sharpen my sword, kill people in the sky, shed my blood, and move forward courageously."

"Hmm? Where is this place? Who am I? Who are you... Who killed you? Who did I kill? I woke up in the chaos and will see eternal life in the fog."

"Kill, kill, kill..."

"When autumn comes on September 8th, my flower will bloom and all other flowers will die..."

"I want to blow the trumpet..."

Ning Zhan looked at the sturdy young man who was dumbfounded and yelling randomly, then looked at Zhan Ao and said with a smile: "Old Ao, this is what you call the posture of a martial god, right? What kind of martial god do you want to be, a martial god who blows a trumpet?"

"Hahaha, little guy, not only does he look unique, he's also pretty cute."

Ning Zhan said this and burst into laughter.

Zhan Ao's face was full of black lines, and he looked at the boy speechlessly.

"You're talking nonsense again, you little brat."

Zhan Ao said this and slapped him directly.

This slap made the sturdy young man fly up and spin several times in the air like a top.

The boy was beaten so hard that he saw stars and immediately sobered up a lot, "Dad, are we there yet?"

Ning Zhan saw this and jokingly said with his hands behind his back, "Old Ao, your son is getting old and confused, right? Or is he suffering from juvenile dementia?"

Zhan Ao's face was dark.

He snorted coldly, looked at Ning Feng beside Ning Zhan, and said in a cold voice: "Since your son is here too, it seems that he has passed the Lord's test. However, he was also hit hard by Chao Chen, right? Don't take it to heart, you went through the same thing back then."

"As someone who has been through this, you should know that there are some geniuses that you are destined to never catch up with."

"The fact that you were able to successfully pass the test with Chaochen as the benchmark already proves that you are good enough."

“Narrowing the gap is the limit, catching up is absolutely impossible.”

Buzz,

Zhan Ao finished speaking.

Two dark shadows appeared in front of him, and after the figures became clear.

I saw a middle-aged man and a young man appear not far away.

After seeing Ning Zhan and Zhan Ao, he immediately stepped in front of Ning Zhan and Zhan Ao.

When Zhan Ao saw the person coming, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Chao Guoshou, how are you? It's not easy to see you. If it weren't for the fight against Huang Daoling this time, it would be rare to see you come out of seclusion."

Chao Guoshou, one of the nine martial saints of Dragon Kingdom.

Chao Guoshou has an angular face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks much more serious than Zhan Aochengfu.

Beside him, there was a young man who was about the same age as Ning Feng.

The Lord of the Dynasty, one of the three great geniuses of Kyoto.

After Chao Guoshou entered the venue, he simply nodded indifferently to Zhan Ao's greetings, and then sneered, "Old Ao, you don't have to be jealous of my son's Huadao quota this time."