Godly Conceited Son-in-law

A gust of wind blew over, and the leaves of the wutong tree on the roadside finally couldn't help but sway down.    

    

Guan Yang looked at the incoming enemies and stayed still. In his eyes, every movement of the enemy was within his grasp.    

    

"Swish, swish, swish ~"    

    

A tiny sound of something breaking through the air echoed in the air. Guan Yang's ears twitched as he understood everything like the back of his hand. He tilted his head slightly to the side, and the three needles that could not be distinguished by the naked eye flew past his ears.    

    

Seeing this astonishing action, the man couldn't help but reveal an astonished expression.    

    

The silver needles that he used were the absolute arts that Elder Huang rewarded him with. He had used it three times ever since he had started studying. Those three people who saw the silver needles all died without exception. However, he didn't think that the silver needle would miss.    

    

Just as he was astonished, a black shadow flashed by. He only felt a wave of killing intent from behind him, but before he could turn around, a touch of cold air had already struck his neck.    

    

Guan Yang held the dagger in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Ming with a playful expression.    

    

"Bro, what else do you have to say?"    

    

The man looked at Guan Yang with a wild and unruly expression. He stretched out his neck, with a calm and composed expression on his face.    

    

"The victor is the king and the loser is the thief. Since things have already come to this point, I have nothing else to say. If you want to make a move, then just come at me! "    

    

Seeing his appearance, Guan Yang's mouth slightly tilted, and his face revealed a mocking smile.    

    

"Since you insist on dying, then I won't stop you. I hope that you can continue on your journey with your brother."    

    

As he spoke, Guan Yang twisted his wrist, preparing to send him off on his final journey. At this time, an invisible pressure suddenly swept over. The dagger in Guan Yang's hand seemed to lose control and began to slowly move in the opposite direction.    

    

Feeling this strange phenomenon, Guan Yang could not help but raise his vigilance. He quickly withdrew the dagger in his hand, and with a tap of his toes, he jumped two to three meters away. As the saying goes, 'Be careful that you sail for ten thousand years', Guan Yang was well aware of his responsibilities. Therefore, even if he didn't have to fear these little tricks with his strength, he still had to be extra careful.    

    

"Who is it?"    

    

At Guan Yang's call, at the end of the long corridor of the school building, there was a thin and spry man with a head of silver hair. He was holding a book in one hand and was standing there with a benevolent expression.    

    

"As expected, youth surpasses youth. Young people nowadays are becoming more and more powerful." It's time for us old guys to find a chance to retire! "    

    

Guan Yang looked at him. This old man knew his destiny. His silver hair hung loose, but the skin on his face was abnormally tender and shiny. There was even an invisible light green aura surrounding his body. With a benevolent smile on his face, he slowly walked toward Guan Yang. His every gesture was filled with the scholarly air.    

    

He didn't know why he had come, but Guan Yang only sized up this old man with the Heaven's Mandate. He was exceptionally surprised in his heart.    

    

Judging from the previous exchange, he could actually control the dagger in his hand. This meant that this sudden appearance of half a century old man had already reached the terrifying Primordius Profound Realm.    

    

The ability to fly through the air was not something an ordinary cultivator could acquire.    

    

The teaching building was 20 meters away from Guan Yang, but this old man had already arrived in front of him with just a few light steps. He first pulled the dying man up from the ground and circulated his spirit energy to help him control his injuries. Then, he stood in front of Guan Yang.    

    

He still wore a kind expression without a hint of anger, even though Guan Yang had injured two of his subordinates.    

    

Guan Yang sized up this old man. His thin lips, which were as sharp as knives, curved into a smile. He put his hands in his pockets and tentatively asked, "Could it be that you are what they call you …" Elder Huang? "    

    

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but show a formless respect on his face. He clasped his hands together, bowed towards the east, and said softly, "You are overthinking it, I am not the Elder Huang you speak of. I am the honorary principal of this Fourth Level University, and I am now working as a substitute for the university. My surname is He, my name is Hong Guang. If you don't mind, you can also call me Teacher He. "    

    

"He Hongguang?"    

    

Hearing Guan Yang calling him by his first name, He Hongguang's facial muscles couldn't help but start sobbing. However, he quickly opened it and smiled awkwardly before he regained his composure.    

    

"Guan Yang, you're not a student of Siping University, are you?"    

    

This question directly pierced Guan Yang's weak spot. Fourth Level University was a high level school that was a mixture of cultural and martial arts courses. Therefore, it was extremely strict with the school's control. Generally speaking, the school did not allow normal cultivators to enter or visit the school, and normal people were no exception.    

    

Guan Yang relied on his close relationship with the gatekeeper to get into Fourth Level University. If he was found out, it was very likely that he would be kicked out of the school and be blacklisted at Fourth Level University.    

    

Now, the one standing in front of him was the honorary principal of the Fourth Level University. How could this not make him nervous?    

    

Guan Yang raised his head, looked into the eyes of the man in front of him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.    

    

"Then... Um, Principal He, how did you know my name? "    

    

He Hongguang naturally heard the obvious change of topic. However, he didn't seem to want to expose Guan Yang's clumsy acting. He smiled and explained with a serious face, "Of course I know your name. Otherwise, how could you have fought with my men?"    

    

Guan Yang was stunned for a moment and then reacted. He suddenly slapped his head, wishing he could shatter the top of his head.    

    

"F * ck, they're in the same group as me. How could I forget about this!"    

    

He Hongguang looked at Guan Yang's reaction with a smile still on his face. He said in a low voice, "Guan Yang, Elder Huang wants to meet you."    

    

Guan Yang wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at him in confusion. He asked in a low voice: "Who is Elder Huang?"    

    

He Hongguang paused for a moment, then looked at Guan Yang with respect and said, "Elder Huang is my master. In the entire Northern Changbai generation, no one in the martial world would not know his name? "    

    

Guan Yang was stunned. He waved his hand in confusion and said, "How come I didn't know?"    

    

The benevolent smile on He Hongguang's face finally crumbled after hearing what she said. He stiffened for a long time before continuing, "Old Huang, his original name was Huang Tiangang. When he was young, he roamed the world, and with his outstanding cultivation, he had defeated many advanced cultivators. When I grew old, I would return to Changbai City and concentrate on cultivation. I would work hard to absorb spiritual energy and meditate, hoping to break through the Heavenly Secrets. "    

    

Listening to He Hongguang's introduction, Guan Yang thoughtfully nodded his head.    

    

"Then why is he looking for me?"    

    

He Hongguang smiled and said mysteriously, "You'll know once you get there."