The round was over quickly. Except for Shen Xiaoxiao, who Fang Zhiyi did not let play, everyone else played and was defeated in seconds.
Fang Zhiyi called them over and gave them a lecture one by one.
"Master, um, can I go now?" Ren Xuan asked cautiously.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand: "You're busy. Remember, no, come back in a month to learn from each other."
"One month later?" Ren Xuan's heart tightened, "This competition is..." He really didn't want to experience the feeling of being watched all the time by the Infant Boss again.
Fang Zhiyi smiled: "I think the idea you proposed of exchanging ideas is very good. Come here once every month from now on. If you don't come, I will find you."
"A real person, but..."
"Get out!" Along with the shout, the pressure from the Infant Stage came as well. Ren Xuan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and took two steps back.
“Senior Brother!” Shen Wanwan was horrified, and they hurried forward.
"Stop dawdling, do you know how busy I am?" Fang Zhiyi's smiling face changed instantly.
Shen Wanwan and her group did not dare to argue and left in disgrace.
Fang Zhiyi also asked his disciples to change into uniform clothes, walked around, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Now, I'm going to teach you my second lesson."
"Master, the first lesson hasn't started yet." Jiang Leng said.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him and said, "I've already had the first lesson. I've taught you how weak you are."
The disciples remained silent.
"Are you cultivating immortality just to be bullied?"
"No." Jiang Leng shook his head.
"Louder!"
"no!"
"Okay." Fang Zhiyi nodded in satisfaction. "Correctly recognizing one's own strength is a very important lesson."
Jiang Leng felt like crying. Master, you don't have to punish us for this. We know our own strength better than anyone else.
Another disciple excitedly said, "Master, so we can also become powerful?" As soon as these words came out, all the disciples looked at Fang Zhiyi with hope.
Fang Zhiyi was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "How is it possible that you have that talent? My second lesson is to teach you how to make good use of your own weaknesses."
He stood up and said, "I'll demonstrate it to you guys first."
The disciples didn't understand, so they followed behind him. Fang Zhiyi suddenly turned his head and took a few glances. They were far inferior to the others in strength. Even if the others held back, these guys looked bruised and swollen. Fortunately, they had no internal injuries.
The sect leader was listening to Shen Wanwan's report at this time. When he heard that his disciple was injured by Master Qingxu, he immediately wanted to find Fang Zhiyi to ask for an explanation, but Fang Zhiyi arrived first, followed by a dozen disciples.
The sect leader was a little slow to react, and Fang Zhiyi pointed behind him and said, "Sect leader! My disciples were beaten like this during a sparring match with our fellow disciples. You have to take charge of us!" The sect leader looked around and saw that all the disciples had bruises on their faces and noses. Except for one little girl, none of them looked very good. He frowned and glanced at Shen Wanwan again.
Fang Zhiyi didn't give Shen Wanwan a chance to speak, but just reached out to ask for medical expenses.
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