"Good!" Chen Ping agreed directly.
Chen Ping chatted with Zhao Wuji for a while longer. Because of the long journey, Zhao Wuji let Chen Ping go to rest, while he walked towards the martial arts arena.
"Master, Xuanyuan Rong is making a scene in the training yard. He's brought a lot of people and they're refusing to train..."
Zhao Wujie had just stepped out of the room when Xu Shimao hurried over.
"What's going on? What does this Xuanyuan Rong want to do? Wasn't he already made a drill instructor?"
Zha Wuji frowned and said.
"I don't know either, you should go take a look..."
Xu Shimao urged.
Zhao Wujie sighed and could only quicken his pace towards the martial arts arena. This Xuanyuan Rong was forcefully placed in the Guardian Pavilion by the Xuanyuan family through connections to gild himself. Although this guy was a Martial宗, he was arrogant and looked down on others, so not many people in the Guardian Pavilion liked him!
Xuan Yuan Rong, with his connections, didn't even look down on Zhao Wuji. Besides, this guy was stronger than Zhao Wuji, so he was even more arrogant in the Protectorate Hall.
At last, Zhao Wuji gave this Xuanyuan Rong the title of instructor and let him train people. This guy was obedient for only a few days, but now he's causing trouble again.
After walking quickly to the martial arts field, Xuanyuan Rong was sitting at a table, holding a bottle of wine and half a roasted chicken in his hand. He was eating meat and drinking heavily.
The Guardian Pavilion has rules, and drinking is absolutely forbidden within the team. Now that Xuanyuan Rong is drinking in front of everyone at the martial arts arena, it shows a blatant disregard for Zhao Wuji.
"Xuanyuan Rong, what are you doing? How dare you drink alcohol in the martial arts arena?"
Zhao Wují stormed forward and scolded.
Xuan Yuanrong looked at Zhao Wuji, snorted coldly and said: "Zhao Wuji, I ask you, did you find another instructor for the Protectorate Hall?"
"Yes!" Zhao Wuji didn't conceal it, he nodded directly.

"I heard he's still in his early twenties, a little punk who hasn't even tasted the world yet. You put someone like that in my position? Isn't that slapping me in the face?"
Xuan Yuan Rong jumped down from the table and glared angrily at Zhao Wuji.
“I don’t look at age, I only look at ability……”
Zhao Wujie looked straight at Xuanyuan Rong. This time, he did not back down or compromise.
“Talk about strength? What strength could that little kid possibly have? I’m a martial arts master, who in the entire Protectorate Pavilion can compare to me? Even you, the pavilion master, are no match for me. What do you mean by talking about strength? Let me tell you, I came to the Protectorate Pavilion precisely for the international competition in a few days. Our Xuanyuan family wants to make a name for itself and increase its fame there. Now, in the entire Protectorate Pavilion, besides me, can you find anyone who could compete?”
Xuan Yuan Rong's eyes were filled with disdain. In the entire Protectorate Hall, no one could truly surpass him in strength.
Zhao Wujī looked at Xuanyuan Róng. He didn't expect that the Xuanyuan family had gotten Xuanyuan Róng into the Huófǎ Gé through their connections, just to participate in the international competition, to give the Xuanyuan family a chance to show their face and increase their fame!
This kind of international competition requires a big-picture view and striving for national glory, but Xuanyuan Rong is actually doing it just to make a name for his Xuanyuan family.
"The candidates for the international competition have already been chosen, and as for the instructor position, you've been removed. Chen will be taking over your role as instructor..."
Zhao Wujī coldly said to Xuanyuan Róng.
Xuanyuan Rong heard this and immediately flew into a rage: "Zhao Wujie, are you out of your mind? Are you treating training as a child's play? Letting a young boy train us? This is irresponsible! Who here would obey a little kid?"
I heard that this time's instructor was personally invited by Master Zhao from Hong City, a young man in his twenties who has been training since birth. How high could his strength be?
"No way, I don't know what the master is thinking either. He even wants this kid to compete!"

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