Low Profile, We Must Keep a Low Profile!
As the three of them left.
The various forces that had originally gathered in Xiangyang Village.
They also returned to the outside world with the news.
The battle outside the dojo had already been broadcast live to tens of millions of people.
As a result, there were many comments online.
However, the fans insisted on their own words and deified the dojo and Zhang Zifeng too much.
Although there were screenshots and videos as evidence, the onlookers only used this as a topic of discussion.
A storm was brewing.
Until the accompanying entertainment returned one after another.
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"Shocking! Seventeen sect experts were completely defeated in a sword duel facing the sun!”
A small post had appeared on an unknown website.
However, it was still dug up by netizens who were concerned about this matter.
A stone stirred up a thousand ripples.
As if a switch had been triggered, the storm that had been brewing for a long time suddenly erupted.
All the major websites and the media instantly took action. There was only one headline.
Zhang Zifeng's miracle!
All the media outlets were surprisingly unanimous.
The rational perspective of a bystander allowed everyone to be there.
A shocking fact was placed in front of everyone.
"Zhang Zifeng really defeated seventeen challengers!”
These people went to Xiangyang Village to challenge the dojo.
In the end, they were all stopped outside the door by the disciples they had just taken in.
"Oh my god, this video is actually real!!”
"I already said that it was a live broadcast, but you didn't believe me.”
"I want to believe it, but I wouldn't dare to believe it after watching the video!”
" Look at what you're bragging about. What banished immortal? What rare martial arts genius? What hermit sect's ancient martial arts inheritor?"
"I don't think I'm wrong, right?"
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After Penguin, Heart Wave, Oil Depots, and other large websites rushed to report on this matter.
The image of an extraordinary heroine who had been ordered to do so in the face of danger appeared on the paper.
Zhang Zifeng instantly transformed from the goddess of the entire internet to the current heroine.
Even the stock prices of the entertainment companies under his control continued to rise.
Those relatives and friends who had kindly advised Zhang Zifeng were instantly dumbfounded.
They all called to ask for the truth.
The heat continued to brew.
When Zhang Zifeng's popularity reached its peak…
Everyone turned their attention to the mysterious dojo.
As a disciple of the dojo, Zhang Lanxin instantly became the focus of the media reporters.
After learning of Zhang Zifeng's feat.
Zhang Lanxin's emotions did not change much.
He looked at the excited reporters in front of him.
Zhang Lanxin was a little helpless.
Wasn't it just some dregs?
Was there a need to make such a fuss?
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Mount Song Shaolin.
The originally lively ancient temple was so quiet that it really felt like a place outside.
Shaolin responded to the madness of the outside world by closing the mountain gate.
"Hui Kong, you lost too?"
The abbot looked at the delicate monk in front of him in shock.
No one knew Hui Kong's ability better than him.
Originally, he had invited him over to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
How could he be defeated?
"Is that Shen Fei really that strong?"
The abbot looked suspicious.
Hui Kong did not seem to have any respect for this Shaolin abbot.
"I don't know if Shen Fei is strong or not, but his disciple makes me terrified!”
The disciple that Monk Hui Kong mentioned wasn't Zhang Zifeng.
It was the disciple named Bai Hong who had taken out the embroidery needle from his body.
"That palm!"
Hui Kong touched his chest with lingering fear.
"Perhaps he is no match for him!”
Hui Kong seemed to have thought of something terrifying.
His breathing became rapid.
The abbot felt the change in Hui Kong's mood.
The shock in his heart grew.
This Zhang Zifeng is really that strong?"
He knew that the abbot had misunderstood his meaning.
Hui Kong was too lazy to explain.
He chanted a Buddhist proclamation.
Then, he bade farewell and left.
He still had a lot of things to do. The higher-ups should be very interested in this information.
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At the same time that Shaolin closed its doors.
The other sects also took the same measures.
He did not comment on the follow-up of this matter.
However, it was this kind of taciturn attitude.
It instantly dispelled all the doubts in the outside world.
For a time, Shen Fei's martial arts club was like the sun in the sky.
Inside the dojo.
Six new disciples were currently in the courtyard, doing horse stance.
The eldest disciple, Zhiwu, was in charge of their daily training.
"Stand firm! Don't even think about slacking off. Do you think you can learn peerless martial arts just because you've entered the dojo? Dream on! This is purgatory, and I will be your nightmare from now on!”
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Don't look at anyone else. Squat down!”
Roars came from the front yard from time to time, causing Shen Fei, who was in the dojo, to look sideways.
"Not bad, you have some of my legacy!"
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"Master, have you seen the comments online?”
"What's there to see? It's just a few pieces of trash. Is it worth bragging about?”
Shen Fei shook his head in disdain.
"The popularity is all stirred up by the entertainment industry. If Zi Feng wasn't a celebrity, they wouldn't be so crazy.”
"Isn't it good to have a higher popularity? This will be beneficial for us to promote Chinese martial arts!”
"Bullsh * t!"
"Baihong, what do I usually tell you the most about martial arts?”
"Basics."
"That's right. With me around, the foundation of the dojo won't be destroyed.”
"The comments on the internet, the hermit sects, the ancient martial arts treasures, they're all floating in the air.”
"The higher you praise him, the more you will fall!”
"So what do we do now?"
"Keep a low profile! The more low-key, the better!"
"First, train the newcomers well and consolidate our own foundation. Remember, we must not be complacent about the flattery from the outside world!”
"Yes, Master!"
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Inside the mushroom house.
Zhang Zifeng could no longer remember how many calls he had received.
There was only one question in everyone's mind-was it true?
He looked at the wooden look in the young girl's eyes.
Ju Jingyi's face was full of sympathy.
" Sigh, Sis Zifeng is really pitiful!"
"Time to eat!"
Huang Lei's voice rang out in the living room.
There was finally a trace of spirit in Zhang Zifeng's eyes.
What's wrong with Zi Feng?"
Looking at Zhang Zifeng, whose eyes were a little lifeless, Huang He and his parents were a little puzzled.
"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, have you seen the comments online?”
"Of course I did, Heroine Purple Maple!"
Huang Lei teased Zhang Zifeng.
In the end, the latter seemed to have been stimulated by something, and his hair stood on end.
He subconsciously flicked his wrist at Little Chef Huang.
The air at his fingertips instantly vibrated.
Little Chef Huang broke out in a cold sweat.
"Gulp!"
He looked at Zhang Zifeng, who had a cold and stern expression.
Huang Lei's Adam's apple bobbed.
"Teacher Huang, what are you doing!"
Zhang Zifeng, who had recovered from his shock, saw Huang Lei's appearance.
He was immediately puzzled.
"Hehe, Teacher Huang was hit by your Air Bomb.”
Seeing Huang Lei's embarrassed look, Ju Jingyi covered her mouth and chuckled.
Zi Feng, are you alright?"
Mr. He asked with concern.
"Sigh, don't mention it. I'm almost driven crazy by those people on the Internet!”
"Heroine, doesn't that sound good?”
"What's so good about it? I still understand the principle that it's lonely at the top. I'm not as powerful as they say.”
"Sigh, forget it. Let's eat first!"
"Ding, ding, ding ~"
The familiar ringtone interrupted everyone's thoughts.
"Yo, there's a newcomer ~"
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