Long Jianye looked impatient, but it seemed that the more this happened, the more the female disciples were fascinated by it, and he just surrounded him and refused to leave.

When Long Jianye saw him, he immediately saw a savior and stretched out his hand from the flowers: "Sun Ang, let's go together."

How could Sun Ang go over to rescue the situation at this time? He smiled and said, "I have to go back to get some things, you guys go first."

"You..." Long Jianye was hopeless for help, and was quickly pulled back by several pairs of jade hands, as desperate as a drowning person.

"Hahaha." Sun Ang smiled unfaithfully.

He walked around and went to the schoolyard where he gathered.

Zeng Xiong was still wearing the face that someone else owed him 100,000 yuan in jade money, and had a stick under his arm, staring at every disciple who arrived at night.

Seeing Sun Ang, his face twitched violently and stopped him with a squeak: "Where did you go six days ago?"

Sun Ang is neither humble nor arrogant: "Settles down and practices."

"In retreat and practice? There is no one in the residence arranged by the Martial Arts Academy for you! The Martial Arts Academy does have regulations that disciples can retreat at will, but they must be in the Martial Arts Academy. If you leave the Martial Arts Academy without authorization and miss so many courses, who can prove that you are retreating?" Zeng Xiong rebuked.

Sun Ang spread his hands: "I went home and I was just practicing to that level. I needed to go into seclusion. Do I have to come out and go back to the Martial Arts Academy to go into seclusion?"

Zeng Xiong waved his hand hard: "No more quibbling! This is the case with the rules of the Academy. It's useless if you don't accept it. Where are the law enforcement disciples?"

Several senior disciples immediately came to the sky: "Master Zeng, I'm here!"

Zeng Xiong smiled grimly and finally let me catch your boy's handle: "Take this rebellious disciple who violated the rules of the court!"

There was a stir here, and the junior, intermediate and senior disciples all gathered to watch the fun.

Sun Ang raised his eyebrows: "I wonder which court rule stipulates it like this?"

Zeng Xiong couldn't say it for a moment: "I say there is, there is!"

Sun Ang sneered, "Oh, then I want to ask the dean. When will the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy become the one-man show of Master Zeng? Even if you say the rules of the institute are there?"

Zeng Xiong thought it was not good, but this kid caught the flaw. Although this was unintentional, it was a sin to hear the dean's ears. And if the dean thought more, he would really not be able to take it.

He was extremely angry: "I don't mean that. Law enforcement disciples are still standing there, why are you still standing there? Take it down for me!"

"What happened?" Zhang Qinfang's voice came from behind the disciples. Everyone hurriedly moved aside. Zhang Qinfang walked in with his hands behind his back.

Several law enforcement disciples were also a little embarrassed because they also felt that Sun Ang seemed to have violated the rules of the institute, but they really couldn't remember which one was specific.

When they saw Zhang Qinfang, they told the matter truthfully. Sun Ang was still stubborn and would never bow to Zeng Xiong who deliberately made trouble for him.

After hearing this, Zhang Qinfang frowned slightly, glanced at Zeng Xiong, and said, "Lao Zeng, let's forget about this matter, it's not a big deal."

Zeng Xiong's eyes turned, Zhang Qinfang fell in love with this kid and wanted to accept him as his personal disciple. This is a secret that everyone knows. Unfortunately, this kid has become a hot commodity and people don't buy you. Now you want to sell face and favor, so how can you do that?

"Brother Zhang's words are surprised. Without rules, you can't be able to make a square circumference. This kid clearly violates the rules of the academy. If I don't punish him, how can I manage other disciples in the future?"

Zhang Qin said a little displeasure: "You must pursue it?"

Zeng Xiong was tough because he had to suppress Sun Ang and could not let him rise: "Sure!"

Zhang Qinfang snorted: "Okay, I tell you, there is no such item in the hospital rules at all."

"No?" Not only Zeng Xiong, but everyone, including Sun Ang, were shocked. Everyone saw Zeng Xiong so sure before, thinking that the mentor would not make such a mistake, so they believed that there was really such a rule in the True Academy.

Zhang Qinfang said: "In the past, no one was in seclusion outside the Martial Arts Court and did not return for several days. So there is actually no such rule in the court rules. You think there is, but because this rule is very vague. The rules related to sudden seclusion do not emphasize that they must be in the Martial Arts Court."

When several law enforcement disciples heard this, they quickly sent someone to find a college rule. After carefully checking it, they found that it was really like what Zhang Qinfang said. This rule stipulates that the disciple suddenly went into seclusion and caused absent from classes, so they could not be investigated - it did not emphasize that they must be in the martial arts academy.

Zeng Xiong's eyes were circling and he said in a slight sense: "Although it was not said that it must be in the Martial Arts Academy, it is the rule of the court, and of course it must be limited to the Martial Arts Academy. This kid missed classes for no reason and could not be punished."

After such a fuss, seeing that the morning exercise time was about to start, Zhang Qinfang waved his hand: "You go to train first, and come back at noon."

After one morning of practice, he returned to the martial arts courtyard at noon. Zhang Qinfang quietly found Sun Ang: "Boy, you can see that, Zeng Xiong was deliberately causing trouble for you,"

Sun Ang sneered. He was a tutor but he was narrow-minded and was embarrassed by his own disciple. It was really a shame for the profession of mentor.

Zhang Qinfang smiled and said, "How about it, kid, as long as you are willing to become my personal disciple, I will help you settle Zeng Xiong."

Sun Ang glanced at him, turned around and left.

"This brat!" Zhang Qinfang was annoyed. After a moment, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "I'm so confused! This boy is soft but not hard, has a stubborn donkey temper. He said that just now, and he must have thought I was threatening him with this matter..."

Sun Ang really doesn't like being forced to become a disciple under such circumstances, so he left without hesitation.

Not long after going far, Zeng Xiong put on a selfless face and stopped him: "Sun Ang, come with me!"

Sun Ang stopped and took a deep breath: "Master Zeng, this kind of false crime is a bit unfair. If you want to target me, please find a real opportunity.

I came from five major families and I am a little famous. If you want to wrong me, it is not that simple. If things go to the dean, it may be unfavorable to you."

Zeng Xiong was stunned and said angrily: "You boy threatened me?"

Sun Ang pulled out the tiger-capturing sword without hesitation, inserted it into the ground with a squeak, and said without hesitation: "Yes! I am already a third-level creator, I believe you understand what this means. If a fifteen-year-old third-level creator is forced to withdraw from the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, do you think the dean will praise you or punish you?"

Zeng Xiong laughed loudly, full of sarcasm: "The third-level creator? You are the only one? Hehehe."

He pulled up the tiger-capturing sword on the ground and glanced casually, then he couldn't laugh.

Sun Ang’s signature was imprinted in the sword body, and he knew that this thing was impossible to be faked.

He looked at the tiger sword and then looked at Sun Ang, his face full of disbelief: "This, this is not true." But the facts were in front of him, and it was useless for him to deny it.

At this moment, he really felt a murderous intent. The fifteen-year-old third-level creator could only ensure peace in the future if he killed him now! Otherwise, as long as he grows up, he will still have his own place in Weiyuan County in the future!

But he quickly calmed down. So many people around him watched, killing Sun Ang would also be dead.

He was really in a dilemma. Just let Sun Ang go like this and threatened him, how could he have his face?

But don't let him go, as he said, once the dean knows about this, he may be the one who is unlucky.

"Hmph!" A voice came, helping him to help him get the chance: "You can't stick to what you think is right, are you worthy of becoming a mentor?"

Gan Xinghe had a gloomy face and walked over from the side.

Zeng Xiong was overjoyed. Although Gan Xinghe was scolding him, he heard the hints, and only asked him to stick to his original idea. He immediately said: "No matter what, you always violate the rules. The rules of the court do not explicitly prohibit them, but there is no permission."

Gan Xinghe continued: "If there is another punishment, you may not be convinced. The qualifiers of the Martial Arts Academy are about to be held. If you can stand out, then this matter will be revealed. If you can't, hum, punish multiple crimes together, even if you are the dean, you will not be able to save you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left with his hands behind his back, not giving Sun Ang a chance to defend himself.

When passing by Wu Ning, he whispered: "Do you know what to do?"

Wu Ning bowed: "Don't worry, Master Gan, maybe you don't have to wait until you drive him out of the Martial Arts Academy. In the qualifiers, the disciples can help you completely solve this trouble."

A trace of emotion flashed in Gan Xinghe's eyes, and he nodded with satisfaction and left.

Sun Ang suddenly felt something, and when he turned his head, Wu Ning was looking at him with a hungry wolf staring at his prey, then raised his thumbs up and gestured to cut his throat.

Sun Ang sneered in his heart.
Chapter completed!