The era of high martial arts

"Senior?" Li Changan was a little confused. Which senior has such a great reputation that the school can send someone to greet him?

"Yes, that's the one named Zhang Feiyu."

Zhang Feiyu? That is the pride of Qinshan No. 1 Middle School, and it is also a role model in the eyes of Li Changan and other students.

"You are going to the airport in Qinshan City now. There are several students on the way there too."

Since the Lingyuan era, transportation between cities has been by airplane. The ground is too dangerous and full of uncertainty. Of course it is dangerous in the air, but it is much safer than on the ground.

The planes that fly between cities are filled with all kinds of advanced weapons, which can withstand attacks from aerial monsters to a large extent.

In this situation, air tickets are destined to be expensive. Li Changan is eighteen years old and has never left Qinshan City.

When we arrived at the airport, there were already four or five students standing there waiting. Li Changan also knows those students. They are all famous geniuses in the school. Shangguan Yue is also among your group.

"Isn't he just a person from the ancient martial arts realm? Is it necessary to make such a big show of things?" A student said dissatisfied.

The person who spoke was known to Li Changan. His name was Cheng Haoran. It was said that his cousin was a master in the innate realm, so he was arrogant and looked down upon by everyone in the school.

"Wait until you become a master in the ancient martial arts realm before you say this." Just when Li Changan was about to retort, Shangguan Yue interrupted Cheng Haoran coldly.

"Hey, Yue'er, you misunderstood me. What I meant was that the school made such a big fuss and it was totally unnecessary." Cheng Haoran quickly explained.

Although his cousin is a master in the innate realm, Shangguan Yue's father is also the lord of a city. Father and cousin are different.

"You can go back if you don't want to come."

After Shangguan Yue said something, Cheng Haoran couldn't continue anymore, so he had to step back and pretend not to hear.

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Suddenly there was a huge roar above the airport, like a thunderous earthquake.

Several people quickly looked up and saw a black disc-shaped fighter plane appearing above the airport. The streamlined fuselage is completely black and has a diameter of about ten meters.

"This is the latest Falcon fighter. I heard it costs 100 million? I'm afraid there are not many people in Qinshan City who can fly such a fighter."

"Yes, I heard that this kind of fighter jet was almost sold out when it was first released."

"One hundred million, I will never earn so much money in my life."

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The people around him started talking noisily, and Li Changan looked at the fighter plane with an envious expression.

This kind of private fighter can also be said to be a symbol of status. Most people really don't have the ability to buy it. Li Changan has only seen it on the Internet.

The black fighter plane slowly landed, and a young man who flew out of it, about 20 years old, was wearing sportswear and had a faint evil aura about him.

"It's Senior Zhang Feiyu!" The sharp-eyed student had already recognized the young man's identity and shouted excitedly.

Several students rushed towards Zhang Feiyu with envy in their eyes.

"Are you a junior from Qinshan No. 1 Middle School?" The young man slowly landed on the ground and asked with a smile on his face.

"Hmm, hello, senior, I'm Wu Xiangwen." The sharp-eyed student just now quickly stretched out his right hand and revealed his identity, hoping to win a favor.

"Hello, senior, my name is Shangguan Yue."······

Several students shook hands with the seniors one by one. Even Cheng Haoran said he didn't care, but his actual actions were very positive.

When they arrived at Li Changan's place, Zhang Feiyu suddenly came over and said with a slight smile before Li Changan reported his name, "It seems you are Li Changan."

"Senior, do you know me?" Li Changan was a little surprised.

"It seems to be correct. Your class teacher, Teacher Ji, was also my class teacher a few years ago. We are still from the same school." Zhang Feiyu said, "When the teacher and I were chatting online, I even said a few words to you. It’s just a pity that you can’t practice anymore.”

Having said this, Zhang Feiyu felt a little regretful. If the junior in front of him had not been in a car accident, he would probably be a proud man.

"Well, senior, I have recovered." Li Changan said with some embarrassment.

"Recovered? The teacher didn't tell me this. I made a fool of myself today. I have to ask the teacher to treat me to dinner when I get back to make up for the loss of face. Hahaha!"

Zhang Feiyu was very talkative and quickly got along with them.

When they got on the school bus, everyone hurriedly took the time. The school sent them to pick up the seniors not just to greet them, but to ask them to find opportunities to ask some questions about cultivation.

After all, Zhang Feiyu is the genius of a famous school, a master in the realm of ancient martial arts, has broad knowledge, and is better than the teachers in many schools. Moreover, as they are about the same age, it is easier to communicate with them when discussing cultivation.

"Senior, I have been stuck at the 699-pound level recently. I have made no progress after practicing for a month. What should I do?" Wu Xiangwen asked.

"Well, since it's difficult to make any progress, just use external aids, such as calming incense and the like."

"Senior, someone has also told me about this method. My father bought a calming incense worth about 100,000 yuan before, but it had no effect."

"Otherwise." Zhang Feiyu shook his head and said, "The price of calming incense is different, and the functions are also different. The incense you buy should be made in America. Although it is very expensive, it is not suitable for you. You should use Zilan Zen incense. , not only the price is only one-tenth of the American incense, but the effect is much better than the American incense.”

"Thank you, senior, for your advice." Wu Xiangwen quickly handed over. It seemed that he had really come to the right place this time.

"Senior, I still have a question." A student in the same class quickly asked, "The division of strength in the meditation realm is strength, but what about the ancient martial arts realm? Is it also divided by strength?"

Zhang Feiyu shook his head when he heard this question, "No, the state of meditation only improves the quality of the physical body. After reaching the ancient martial arts and even the innate level, it relies on other things to divide it. I will leave it to you for the specific division. I will wait for you to come up. If you go to Wuhan University, there will be teachers to teach you.”

The classmates who came together all asked their own questions, and even Shangguan Yue asked several questions. When it was Li Changan's turn, he was about to speak, but found that he was already at the school gate.