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Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 170

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At this moment, there was a loud voice that rang through the venue. Next, Murong Cang, who was dressed in a tangzhuang, his face looking red as he entered the place in a majestic stride.

“Professor Murong is here!”

“Professor Murong.”

The group of contestants all stopped to bow respectfully and enthusiastically; even Meng Xingyu’s face was full of reverence.

This was the ultimate martial arts expert of Jiangling. He was the number one. He was also a guest lecturer at Jiangling College. He was their idol and what they strived to be.

“Professor Murong!” Qiao Hong’s eyes were especially bright as he went forward to help Murong Cang. He pointed at Chu Feng with a sinister smile on his face, saying, “This is the reason we are making so much noise. This guy just walked through the door, and he actually dared to openly mock Taekwondo as rubbish. He mocked our martial arts spirit, and even claimed to want to fight a group of us. Hahahaha! Don’t you think that’s funny?” Qiao Hong held his stomach and laughed so hard and loudly that he couldn’t even stand up straight.

At that moment, Murong Cang swept a glance around and the expression on his face suddenly changed. Instantly, he pushed Qiao Hong away and strode forward to face Chu Feng.

He bowed respectfully. “Grandmaster Chu, you’re here.”

The laughter on Qiao Hong’s face suddenly froze. Surprised, his jaws dropped and his mouth opened so wide that one could practically stuff a coconut into it.

Meng Xingyu was also thunderstruck. His body swayed and he fell down. His back was covered with a layer of sweat.

The surrounding members of the martial arts gym all looked dumbstruck; they all stood still, like sculptures and stones in the wind.

“H-He is…”

“G-Grandmaster?!”

Grandmaster!

As soon as the martial arts master Murong Cang said this, he set off a big wave of astonishment. Everyone present was dumbstruck.

A martial arts grandmaster was practically the above all; he was what all the martial arts practitioners aspired to be, practically a god.

This included the Jiangbei-renowned Murong Cang, who was arguably Jiangling’s number one expert. At the end of the day, he was only a sixth level Hidden Energy practitioner. Although it was only a step away from the seventh level, it was worlds away and very difficult to achieve.

The grandmaster was not to be humiliated. This was the iron rule of the martial arts world. It was not a joke.

“Sorry, we were ignorant.”

“Grandmaster Chu, we were wrong.”

The group of students all bowed and apologized with pale faces. They didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. Only now did they realize the gravity of the situation.

Chu Feng’s face was calm. He said nonchalantly, “No worries. Murong Cang, since you are here, please take me to the library.”

He won’t hold grudges against a group of childish youngsters. Since they apologized, he was willing to let it go. Now, he wanted to find information on that monk and search for a way to cure the Mandraka Poison; that was the top priority.

“Alright, Grandmaster Chu. After you.” Murong Cang felt relieved. The group of students also breathed a sigh of relief.

“Professor Murong, please wait for awhile.”

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