Power Instructor

Lin Hui is not an authoritarian person. She also knows that this first pot of gold is very meaningful to Lu Xiangying, so in the end she only took 30,000 yuan, and then everyone happily finished the meal together.

Lu Xiangying has always been the pistachio in the family. Now that this girl has made money, and the amount is still a lot, she is even more excited, so after this meal, the family is full of laughter.

This is also the family life that Ling Chi has always longed for.

For the next two days, the studio’s business was still good. Every night, Lu Xiangying would bring back a lot of cash. The small safe at home almost couldn’t fit so much cash. Lu Zhiyu wondered if Ling Chi Lu Xiangying was sent to deposit the cash, but Lu Xiangying refused. The reason for the refusal was also very simple. She wanted to watch it for a few more days.

Of course, Ling Chi felt nothing. After all, the super fortress system was installed at home, let alone put it in a safe, even if it was thrown on the ground, no one could get it.

On the third morning, Ling Chi got up early and then went out to exercise.

Although he was always busy with various things after he arrived in Lingnan, he still couldn't let go of this exercise, especially during the school period, the daily exercise was never interrupted.

And when he returned to the gate after exercising, he saw Ye Zuiting.

Ling Chi frowned and said, "Didn't I ask you to come to me when you reach the first level of "Six Dao Qinglong Jin" cultivation? What do you mean by coming now?"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Ye Zuiting threw three punches, all of which hit the air, but these three punches came out with strong fist wind, forming a strong burst of air in the air, which was very shocking.

Guru~~

Ling Chi swallowed, and then said with a look of surprise: "This... have you entered the first floor?"

Ye Zuiting smiled and said, "Of course, Master, didn't I tell you that I will break the record of my master? Now I have done it, and then I will break through the second, third, and third layers at an amazing speed. The fourth floor, even the fifth floor, do you believe it?"

"Well, I believe it."

Ling Chi didn’t want to praise this kid very much. After all, he felt that flogging was more effective than praise for teaching disciples. But think about teaching himself to the master of "Six Dao Qinglong Jin" for five days. A genius who hasn't appeared in a thousand years, but now Ye Zuiting only took three days to enter the first floor. What is this?

genius?

Super genius?

Anyway, the outstanding performance of Ye Zuiting still shocked Ling Chi. He said to Ye Zuiting, "Well, now I admit that you are very talented. You will come here every evening at 6 o'clock, and I will do my best. Yes, I will teach you what I have learned."

"Okay, thank you, Master." Ye Zuiting nodded, and then said to Ling Chi with a bit of arrogance: "Master, I have to admit that you are very strong now, and I am far from your opponent, but just give me three In years, I will definitely surpass you."

"puff!"

Ling Chi is almost mad, isn't he just talented? As for being so arrogant?

Of course, on the surface Ling Chi felt helpless, but in his heart he was very happy. It was like when he was an instructor in Longlin, every soldier-king master he trained, but whoever has What an outstanding performance, it is even happier than he has received praise.

Instead, Ye Zuiting asked: "Master, are you free now?"

"Why, do you want me to have breakfast?"

"Yes!" Ye Zuiting said immediately: "I can ask Master you to have breakfast in Baihuazhai. The breakfast there is very expensive and very delicious, but I have another request after you eat breakfast, Master. "

"any request?"

"That..." Ye Zuiting hesitated for a while, seemingly embarrassed, and then said: "My dad knows that I have worshipped you as a teacher. He, he wants to see you."

"Oh? Okay, see you then." Ling Chi nodded.

what?

Ye Zuiting was a little surprised. He asked in amazement, "Master, you don't know who my dad is, so you agreed?"

"Yes."

Ling Chi smiled indifferently: "As for who your dad is, don't you know when you meet? Anyway, your dad is not a tiger and won't eat me, so it doesn't hurt to meet him, kid, don't tell me. So many, please ask me to have breakfast."

"This, all right!"

Ye Zuiting agreed, feeling helpless. Indeed, his father was not a tiger and would not eat Ling Chi, but people in the rivers and lakes called his father one of the ten tigers in the south, which shows that it is not easy to get along with.

But seeing Ling Chi being so indifferent, Ye Zuiting couldn't say anything.

Then Ling Chi went to Baihuazhai with Ye Zuiting. Ling Chi got on Ye Zuiting's extended Lincoln, the interior was very luxurious, which shows that Ye Zuiting's family is really not ordinary rich! Of course, this car was not driven by Ye Zuiting, but by an old man who was about sixty years old. The old man’s name is a bit dirty, called Fu Bo, but this seems to be the same as described in many novels. There is a common old man. The driver, his name is Fu Bo, and this is a very hidden master.

In Ling Chi's view, the old man looked a little dull or honest, but he knew at a glance that he was a master.

This is probably a bodyguard arranged by a father to be next to his son!

After Ling Chi ate breakfast in Baihuazhai, he ordered more than a dozen breakfasts, called the driver at home to pick them up, and sent them back to Villa No. 1 in Shuntian Mansion. Anyway, it was the disciple who respected Master. He ate and took. Yes, I guess the disciples won't have any opinions.

Besides, a small local tyrant like Ye Zuiting really didn't care at all.

Fu Bo then drove Ling Chi and Ye Zuiting to the north of Lingnan City. Finally, he came to a very large and antique old building. On the gate, there was a plaque that was also up to date. The plaque read "South King "Two characters, these two characters are also written as dragon and phoenix dance, very domineering.

Moreover, in the southern martial arts where there are many capable people, how powerful is it to dare to be called the Southern King?

South King?

After Ling Chi looked at the two words, he seemed to have thought of something, and then exclaimed: "Wait, isn't the Southern King written on this plaque the Southern School Grandmaster Ye Tianjun?"

Ye Zuiting smiled and said, "Yeah, Ye Tianjun is my dad."

"what?"

Ling Chi almost vomited blood. He had heard of Ye Tianjun's name a long time ago. It was even more famous than Bai Jingxian, but how did the son of Southern King Ye Tianjun approve of his teacher Bai Jingxian? Now that he still worships himself as a teacher, why does he think these things are ridiculous?

Ye Zuiting obviously saw what Ling Chi was thinking now, and smiled bitterly at the moment: "Master, you must be very puzzled, why should I worship you as a teacher?"

"Isn't it, I..."

Ling Chi wanted to express his thoughts excitedly, but Ye Zuiting interrupted him and said, "Master, don't worry, you will know what's going on when you see my father."

"This, all right!"

Ling Chi was helpless, and now in this situation, he can only be at ease as he has come.

"boom!"

"what!"

At this time, there was a loud noise from the old house, followed by a scream, Ling Chi and Ye Zuiting couldn't help but look at each other. What's wrong? Could someone dare to come here to make trouble?