Yang Guo could not be blamed for complaining. With Guo Jing's current status in the game, he was several streets ahead of Qiu Chuji, and it was the kind of street that specialized in specialties.
Qiu Chuji said to Guo Jing.
"Jing 'er, it's not easy for you to come to Quan Zhen Sect.”
As for Yang Guo, other than when Guo Jing asked him to take Yang Guo in, Qiu Chuji did not look at him again.
For Qiu Chuji, Yang Guo was really dispensable. If it wasn't for Guo Jing, he wouldn't even look at Yang Guo.
When Guo Jing heard this, he pondered for a moment. Originally, he wanted to leave after sending Yang Guo to Quan Zhen Sect.
However, since Qiu Chuji had spoken, Guo Jing could not refuse.
Guo Jing replied.
"In that case, this junior will respectfully accept your request.”
Qiu Chuji waved his hand slightly and said.
"Jing 'er, you're too polite. What trouble is there?”
After saying that, Qiu Chuji looked at Zhao Zhijing and instructed.
"Zhijing, arrange a place for Yang Guo to stay and let him settle down in Quan Zhen Sect.”
Zhao Zhijing nodded and replied respectfully.
"Yes, Martial Uncle."
Guo Jing said to Yang Guo.
"Guo 'er, you can follow Taoist Master Zhao. Uncle Guo will accompany Senior Qiu for a chat first.”
Yang Guo nodded lightly when he heard Guo Jing's words.
Following that, Guo Jing followed Qiu Chuji into Quan Zhen Sect.
In just a short while, only Yang Guo, Zhao Zhijing, and a few of his fellow disciples were left at the entrance of Quan Zhen Sect.
As for the dozens of Quan Zhen Sect disciples who were injured by Guo Jing, they all went to Quan Zhen Sect's Pill Hall to recuperate.
Zhao Zhijing temporarily suppressed his chaotic True Qi and then looked at Yang Guo with a cold glint in his eyes.
Zhao Zhijing had just been taught a lesson by Guo Jing. His martial arts were almost crippled by Guo Jing. If Qiu Chuji had not pleaded for him, he would have been a cripple at this moment.
Therefore, Zhao Zhijing hated Guo Jing very much. However, no matter how much Zhao Zhijing hated Guo Jing, he could not do anything to Guo Jing.
As for the reason, it was very simple. Even if there were 100 of them, they wouldn't be able to defeat Guo Jing with one hand.
If he provoked Guo Jing now, he would be looking for trouble.
However, although Zhao Zhijing couldn't do anything to Guo Jing, he decided to vent his anger on Yang Guo.
Zhao Zhijing said to Yang Guo.
"Yang Guo, Martial Uncle handed you over to me. Then I have the responsibility to teach you. How about this, you display all the martial arts you know, and I will guide you on your shortcomings.”
Zhao Zhijing's plan was very simple. He would use Yang Guo as a teacher and then teach him a lesson to vent his anger.
When the Quan Zhen Sect disciples beside Zhao Zhijing heard his words, they all sneered at Yang Guo.
When Yang Guo heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he saw the Quan Zhen Sect disciples beside Zhao Zhijing looking at him with malicious intentions.
The intelligent him immediately understood Zhao Zhijing's plan and couldn't help but think.
'Damn it, Zhao Zhijing, you can't beat Guo Jing, so you're venting your anger on me. You can even do such a despicable thing. No wonder you can't become an expert in your lifetime.'
At this moment, Yang Guo was very anxious. What should he do? With his current shallow martial arts, he was not Zhao Zhijing's opponent at all.
Could it be that he was going to be beaten up by this bastard Zhao Zhijing the moment he came to Quan Zhen Sect?
Just as Yang Guo was feeling extremely anxious, a mechanical electronic voice suddenly sounded in Yang Guo's consciousness.
"The War God System has awakened. A suitable host has been detected. Binding is in progress. 10%, 30%, 50%.”
Hearing this electronic synthesized voice in his sea of consciousness, Yang Guo couldn't help but cry.
F * ck, System, you've finally awakened. If you don't awaken, your host will be slapped by a few small fries.
It was no wonder that Yang Guo was so excited. It had been some time since he had transmigrated to this world, but he had not even gotten a golden finger that could speed up his cultivation, let alone some awesome system.
Yang Guo, who had read many web novels, naturally knew that the standard of a transmigrator was a system. The typical scenario was that the protagonist started an extremely awesome life with the help of the system.
But Yang Guo didn't even see a fart. Now that the Martial God System had awakened, it would be strange if he wasn't excited.
"80%, 100%. The War God System has been loaded.”
Yang Guo heard the system's voice in his sea of consciousness and said anxiously.
"System, stop wasting time. Do you have a novice gift bag or something? I want to torture people!”
As Yang Guo's voice fell, the voice of the Martial God system sounded.
"As the system's standard, the novice gift bag, how could the awesome Martial God System not have it?”
"Newbie Gift Pack, 20 years of pure internal energy, second-class martial arts, Fallen Flower Divine Sword Palm, and second-class martial arts, Iron Skin.”
Immediately, Yang Guo felt a warm current surge from his dantian in his lower abdomen, quickly flowing along his eight extraordinary meridians.
The images of martial arts quickly flashed through Yang Guo's mind and were then saved in Yang Guo's memory, as if Yang Guo had practiced it countless times.
Although the description was detailed, it all happened in an instant. At this moment, Yang Guo had jumped from a layman who only knew some superficial martial arts to an expert who had twenty years of pure internal strength.
Feeling the inner force rolling in his body, Yang Guo's heart calmed down.
Zhao Zhijing, f * ck, if I don't beat you up this time, I'll take your surname.
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