As a sickly invalid who didn't have many days left to live, other than revenge, it was very hard for anything else to stir Tantai Yutang's emotions.
But now, looking at Fang Wuji's face that was like Pan An and Song Yu's, Tantai Yutang couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance.
Wasn't God Hands a little too amazing?
If his teacher opened a cosmetic surgery clinic, wouldn't all the women in the world trample on his doorstep until it broke? In the future, why would he still call it God Hands? He might as well call it Women's Hands.
However, Tantai Yutang soon regained his composure. So what if he was a handsome man? In the end, wouldn't he just be a pile of bones buried in a desolate grave?
If a person could truly leave a mark on this world, it wasn't how beautiful they were. Rather, it was how much they could change the world.
Once upon a time, Tantai Yutang wanted to be like his mother. He wanted to become a divine physician, saving the people of the world, treating all incurable diseases, compiling medical books to leave behind his name for generations to come, allowing the Tantai surname to shine in Middle-Earth Nine Provinces, becoming a divine physician clan...
But after his mother died, Tantai Yutang changed. Right now, he only wanted revenge.
"Thank your teacher on my behalf!"
Fang Wuji took the image-recording stone, but his gaze landed on Tantai Yutang. He couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.
His current appearance was definitely that of a handsome man. Even a 5-star great teacher like Ma Zhang was shocked. However, this guy only revealed a look of astonishment for a short moment before returning to his calm state.
Such calmness definitely far surpassed the majority of people of the same age.
"Teacher Fang, let's take the time to watch it first before heading to the arena!"
After the sickly invalid spoke, he turned and left.
...
On the arena, Song Lang stood at a corner. His left hand was placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist while his right hand was placed behind his back. He puffed out his chest and tucked in his stomach as he stared into the distance, displaying a carefree attitude.
One couldn't help but say that Song Lang, the second generation of a great teacher, had pretty good looks. He could create a suave and elegant appearance, causing many female spectators to have a good impression of him and stand on his side.
Therefore, people often said that the first impression was very important when interacting with others. This was especially so for blind dates. A single glance would definitely determine life and death.
There was also the so-called love at first sight, saying that he liked your temperament, saying that he liked the smile on your lips that seemed to be whispering to an angel, saying that he liked you because he had looked back five hundred times in his previous life in exchange for passing you by in this life …
Those were all flowery words used to trick people into bed. To put it bluntly, it was just one sentence. Hormones were restless, and it was time to have sex.
"The opponent is actually Fang Wuji? Tsk tsk, even the heavens are looking after me! "
Song Lang inclined his head and stared at the sky, feeling an invincible feeling as though he was a winner in life.
My IQ and looks are both superior to hers.
In terms of cultivation level, I might not be able to defeat you, but I have a high IQ. Say, I slept with your woman, and you still want to give up? Isn't that miserable?
"Sigh, life is really as lonely as snow!"
Song Lang shook his head, wanting to recite a poem to express his emotions. However, no matter how he racked his brains, all he could think of was a poem or a song. Going to a brothel to play with famous courtesans was quite fitting, but in this place, he had to restrain himself a little.
"Fang Wuji, there are ten breaths left. If you still don't get on the stage, you will be judged to have lost!"
After the chief examiner finished his warning, he began the countdown.
Ten!
Nine!
...
When the countdown reached six, with a swishing sound, a silhouette appeared on the stage with lightning speed.
Fang Wuji stared at Song Lang like a bloodthirsty stray dog. His fists were clenched so tightly that they were embedded into the flesh of his palms.
Drip! Drip!
Fresh blood dripped onto the ground.
"Who are you?"
Song Lang surveyed this outrageously handsome man with a puzzled look on his face. (Are you here to snatch this daddy's limelight?)
This should be the case. In this year's Great Teacher Battle, he would definitely be one of the five most handsome great teachers. This handsome young man would surely be able to defeat him.
Upon thinking of this, Song Lang straightened his back and pursed his lips. This posture caused his expression to look even more resolute.
One must know that Song Lang had secretly practiced this posture for a very long time. But now, after he completed it, he felt extremely depressed.
(Damn, I can't win against him!)
The man before him was none other than the reincarnation of Pan An, right?
He didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and just stood there, causing any man to feel ashamed of their inferiority.
In the spectator stands, when Zhang Li saw Fang Wuji ascending the stage, she frowned. She felt that something was wrong.
Li Ruolan, who was originally in a daze from boredom, suddenly felt her spirit stirring when she saw Fang Wuji. She then took out an image-recording stone.
(He is actually so handsome?)
(I gave you nine points, minus one point because I still don't know if your talent and character are compatible with your face!)
"Scram!"
The main examiner frowned and angrily rebuked Fang Wuji. "If you cause trouble in the Great Teachers Battle, not only will you be beaten out of the battle dojo, but you will also be banned from participating in the great teacher examinations for life."
In the spectator stands, the spectators also started whispering. Other than Fang Wuji's shocking looks, they were also shocked because this fellow was disrupting the examination.
How many years had it been since such a gutsy fellow appeared?
Those who dared to challenge the prestige of the Saint Gate, all of them would be finished.
"I'm Fang Wuji!"
Fang Wuji helplessly explained.
"Scram... what?"
The main examiner originally wanted to chase him away, but after hearing this, he was stunned. He stared at Fang Wuji in a daze and scolded, "Do you think I'm face-blind? I can't even recognize an examinee? "
Even if great teachers didn't have photographic memory, their memory was still extremely strong. Although there were over ten thousand examinees, it wouldn't be a problem for the examiners to remember them.
Also, Fang Wuji was a very famous rising star and had the reputation of being one of the twin jade annulus of Jinling. How could the examiners not recognize such a person?
"Do you think we are blind? Or are you an idiot? That's why we thought you were Fang Wuji? "
Song Lang was joyful. Although this fellow was handsome, there was a problem with his brain. As expected, when the heavens opened the window to you, they would also close the door and break a certain part of your body.
How could it be possible to be perfect?
As for this person before him, his brain must have been broken by the door.
"I'm really Fang Wuji!"
After seeing the contents of the image-recording stone, Fang Wuji, who was originally fuming with anger and wanted to kill Song Lang, didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this moment.
The accumulated anger had also dissipated by quite a bit.
"Where are the people from the security group? Where did they go? They came out to clean up the mess! "
The main examiner roared.
"Wait a minute, I'm really Fang Wuji. Earlier, I only became like this because of Teacher Sun Mo's plastic surgery."
Fang Wuji hurriedly explained.
"Plastic surgery?"
The main examiner had a dumbfounded look on his face as he glanced at the judging panel.
The thirteen big shots sitting there were also dumbfounded.
In the Great Teachers Battle, other than the main examiner, there were also 13 judges who were 3-star great teachers and above. They usually wouldn't speak, but if a complicated situation occurred, they would be the ones to decide the victor.
"Major news!"
Li Ruolan's eyes brightened, but in her heart, she had already deducted another 5 points from this guy who scored 9 points. (Sorry, I like people who are naturally handsome.
"Sun Mo can prove it for me!"
Fang Wuji was a little stunned. He also rapidly understood the consequences of plastic surgery. Not everything might be good.
"Sun Mo isn't qualified!"
At the judging panel, Jiang Zhitong spoke, "Who knows if you guys are colluding?"
"Teacher Jiang, please mind your words."
Mei Yazhi reminded.
"Teacher Jiang, mind your words!"
Another major character spoke. Jiang Zhitong's words were clearly biased.
"Great Teacher Ma Zhang can prove it for me!"
Fang Wuji thought of Ma Zhang. "And everyone from the medical group!"
Swoosh!
The gazes of everyone turned to Ma Zhang.
"Plastic surgery? It means changing one's appearance, right? Can such a thing be done? "
"I've heard of face-changing before. Is it the same thing?"
"I don't think so!"
The audience didn't really understand the concept of plastic surgery, but it sounded very magical!
"Teacher Ma, what's going on?"
Jiang Zhitong asked.
"Earlier, I personally saw Great Teacher Sun using the Ancient Dragon Capturing Hands to help Fang Wuji change his appearance. The other members of my medical group have also seen it."
Ma Zhang testified.
"Impossible!"
Jiang Zhitong directly shouted. He had long since remembered what Fang Wuji looked like. Given that broad chin, only a blind woman would fall for him.
(Now, you are telling me that this fellow who is so handsome that it would cause others to be so jealous is Fang Wuji?)
(Who would believe that?)
The other major characters didn't say anything and all of them frowned. For a time, it was unknown how many crabs were crushed to death.
It was impossible for Ma Zhang to lie, but wasn't plastic surgery a little too unbelievable?
After hearing Jiang Zhitong's words, Ma Zhang's expression turned heavy. This was a very serious accusation against his moral character.
"Teacher Jiang, I'm willing to use my 5-star title and career to swear that if this person isn't Fang Wuji, the Saint Gate can strip me of everything."
Ma Zhang spoke.
"I'm also willing to swear!"
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
After Sun Xiaoliu spoke, the other doctors also spoke. In any case, this was the truth. There was nothing for them to be afraid of.
"Teacher Ma, your words are too serious. We still believe you."
Liang Hongda stood up and consoled Ma Zhang.
The other major characters hurriedly spoke. Ma Zhang was the leader of the medical group that dealt with the accidental deaths in the great teacher examination. Regardless of his background or strength, they were both extremely outstanding.
Jiang Zhitong's expression stiffened. He also knew that he had misspoken. However, there was no solution to it. He would feel unhappy whenever he heard the name Sun Mo.
"Hmph!"
Ma Zhang glanced at Jiang Zhitong in disdain. Not only was he a 5-star great teacher, but he also had an extremely deep background. To put it simply, he had a backer. Hence, he didn't care about Jiang Zhitong.
"Since Teacher Ma has guaranteed, there's definitely no mistake. Let's start the battle. We have already wasted quite a lot of time."
Liang Hongda made a decision.
"Song Lang, your character is truly despicable. Today, I'm going to help the great teacher world clean up your sect. Prepare to die!"
Fang Wuji angrily berated.
A great teacher like Song Lang was simply the shame of all great teachers. Naturally, it was impossible to say that he didn't feel anger from being cuckolded in his heart.
Clang!
The famed sword was unsheathed, overflowing with killing intent.
Song Lang's eyes flashed from the reflection of the sword's blade. When he saw Fang Wuji's eyes that were filled with killing intent, he was terrified.
"I want to make a complaint. This is a substitute fight!"
Song Lang suddenly roared, struggling on his deathbed. "If you guys say that he is Fang Wuji, then he is. In that case, I can still say that I'm the Saint Gate's Sect Leader!"
Where's the so-called crushing of intelligence?
Where's the so-called forfeit?
Return it to me!
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