"Teenager....... Palace?"

Bei Chaoyang stood on the crowded square, carrying a bamboo knife on his back and holding a note in his hand, staring blankly at the huge building in front of him, and muttered a few words in disbelief.

After taking a nap, Bei Chaoyang took a taxi to the address given by the fortune teller as soon as he got up, and the result was ......

"How can it be...... Children's Palace, fake. ”

Repeating himself in disbelief, the middle-aged taxi driver, who grabbed the side and pulled himself over, and was about to continue pulling other guests, stretched out the note in his hand again.

"Hey, driver, you're definitely in the wrong place, are you sure this address is here, no problem, will there be a situation within the same name?" ”

"Hey, boy, be careful what you say. ”

The taxi driver slapped off Bei Chaoyang's hand, looked proud, glanced at Bei Chaoyang, and said with great certainty:

"I have been driving a taxi in Beihai City for almost 20 years, and in the taxi industry, I can be regarded as a character, and I have nothing I don't know about anywhere in Beihai City, except for private secret villas, mansions, gardens, and other places where you can name any conspicuous buildings around, I can bring you them. ”

"But ......"

"No, but, if you don't believe me, you can show this note to the other drivers, lie to you, I'm you, fuck off, I'm going to take the next order, don't waste my time." ”

The middle-aged driver stretched out five fingers as he swore an oath and got into the car and closed the door.

I swear that it's not like five fingers, even if I pretend to be you, I'll pretend to be serious, what kind of expression is it with an extremely impatient expression, people who don't understand still think you're constipated, I said.

However, the taxi driver said everything in one breath, and Bei Chaoyang naturally didn't say anything.

The driver snorted, received another order in a blink of an eye, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Bei Chaoyang turned around in place, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Why, Children's Palace, the old fortune teller actually said that this place will be helpful to me, isn't it a place where children come to play?

No way, let's take one step at a time.

The rope that tied the bamboo knife to his body was pulled hard, and Bei Chaoyang walked into the Children's Palace along a large crowd.

Most of the visitors in the Children's Palace are parents who accompany their children and come to learn some piano and art.

A young man like Bei Chaoyang will be more eye-catching, especially when he also carries a bamboo knife.

Not surprisingly, I was stopped by the staff at the door, and I was kindly told that the two-dimensional exhibition was in the venue next door, and it was not yet time.

Bei Chaoyang took a lot of time to prove that he was not a two-dimensional actor, although the staff didn't believe it, but he was fooled.

The Children's Palace was bustling with activity.

Some children cry and don't want to go to class, but they are strongly condemned by their parents and told that if they go to school, they will be beaten if they don't.

There are also children who show obvious interest in an activity, and parents are haggling over their tuition fees.

After wandering around the Children's Palace for a long time, Bei Chaoyang still doesn't know where to help him.

I had to stop for a while, walked to the wall of the nearest activity room and leaned against it, pondering whether I had been fooled by the fortune teller, and whether it was worth it to run so far because of his words.

Laugh wryly on the spot, just think of it as a relaxation for yourself.

Bei Chaoyang comforted himself like this, bought a bottle of water nearby, and drank it while walking.

Suddenly, several sharp and penetrating and delicate voices 'whirring and drinking' came into the ears of Bei Chaoyang through the murmur.

In the spirit of curiosity, Bei Chaoyang walked over in search of the sound and came to the door of an activity room covered with sponge floors.

The area of the activity room is not very large, only 100 square meters, and the activity room has no walls to the outside and is surrounded by huge transparent glass.

Inside, more than a dozen little children in uniform white martial arts uniforms were sitting on the ground, listening attentively to what a small, shaved old man standing in front of them was explaining.

What surprised Bei Chaoyang even more was that there were more than a dozen knives in this activity room, but they looked new, there was no texture, some like toys, and there was no old and thick one behind him.

Standing at the door of the activity room was a man who was at least one meter tall and tower-like, which was in stark contrast to the short old man in the activity room.

When Bei Chaoyang was looking over to ask if this was a place to practice swordsmanship, the tower-like man took the initiative to look at him.

Obviously, he noticed the unusually conspicuous North Chaoyang in the crowd with a bamboo knife on his back.

"Hey, kid over there, yes, that's you, come here. ”

The strong man of the iron tower waved his hand to the north chaoyang.

There are so many people here, I shouldn't have beaten me directly, and I don't know each other, so I think it should be safe.

Bei Chaoyang squinted slightly, and walked in front of the strong man of the iron tower, although Bei Chaoyang also has a height of 1.75 meters, but standing next to the strong man of the iron tower is like a child.

"Are you practicing swordsmanship here?"

The strong man of the iron tower looked at Bei Chaoyang again, especially after staying on the handle of the Bei Chaoyang bamboo knife tied with a thick rope for a while, his face eased a lot, and he nodded:

"Yes, boy, but we don't accept apprentices over the age of twelve, this is the Children's Palace. ”

The strong man of the iron tower bit the three words of the Children's Palace to death.

"Yes, I know, you have so many students, can I go in and have a look?"

North Chaoyang asked tentatively.

Although I have also practiced knives over the years, it is just an ordinary wielding, and there is no skill at all.

The strong man of the iron tower was not surprised that Bei Chaoyang said this, and nodded.

"Naturally, there is no problem, the master likes to take the bamboo knife as a second life, not an innocent child who is forced by his parents to come to class. ”

Bei Chaoyang glanced at the strong man of the iron tower strangely, he was more concerned about this issue than the short old man who was the master who existed like the iron tower in front of him.

"Why do some parents force their children to learn knives, if they don't like it in their hearts, they can't achieve anything anyway, it's like... Actually, everything is the same. ”

"I don't know... I don't know, don't ask me, but you, why did you learn knives, it seems that you have been learning knives for no less than five years. ”

The strong man of the tower scratched his head, choosing to give up thinking about the question, and asked again.

"Ah, speaking of which, it's been almost ten years, and I want to talk about why I practiced knives in the first place. ”

Bei Chaoyang touched his nose, "It's just a simple promise." ”

"Promise, boy, I can't see it, go in, the master has already noticed you. ”

The strong man of the iron tower didn't care about the little secret of Bei Chaoyang, and waved his hand to let him in.

"Okay, that's all for today's theoretical explanation, you guys take a rest first, find each other to learn from each other, remember to wear protective gear, don't get hurt. ”

The short old man glanced at Bei Chaoyang, who walked in from outside, and after saying a few words to the students below, he poured himself a cup from the small teapot next to him, and said casually: "It's an old madman who pretends to be a ghost and called you here." ”

Bei Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, puzzled, frowned and looked at the short old man, and then realized that the madman who came over to the short old man pretending to be a ghost was the fortune teller, and nodded honestly: "Yes, the old man called me, but why did ......?"

The short old man smiled, his mouth was full of fangs, and he saw him fiddling with the tea bowl in his hand.

"Not long ago, that old madman suddenly came to me and said that he wanted to introduce me to a sword genius who already had the strength to enter the house, and today I will see if this is the case. ”

"Dao genius, just kidding. ”

"Since the old madman has said so, don't be presumptuous. ”

Slightly away from the fiery gaze of the short old man, Bei Chaoyang asked:

"Need me... How?"

"It doesn't take too much trouble, just swing forward with all your might. ”

The short old man made an ordinary knife swing with his empty hands, but there was a sound of breaking the air.

Bei Chaoyang's eyes widened suddenly, this kind of sound of breaking the sky requires a weapon in his hand, and he has great strength and speed to fight it.

And the short old man in front of him actually had such strength with just a wave of his empty hand......

The last bit of suspicion that Bei Chaoyang had for the short old man disappeared, and when he reached for his back and was about to take out the bamboo knife.

The old man suddenly shouted and waited, then squatted on the ground, picked up another knife and threw it to Bei Chaoyang.

Bei Chaoyang subconsciously caught the knife, and sure enough, it was a toy knife made of plastic, without a little weight, which didn't seem to feel very good.

However, because of the frequent practice of knives, Bei Chaoyang quickly swung a few times to get used to its texture.

Setting up the position, Bei Chaoyang clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, his eyes were fixed, and his expression was focused.

Suddenly, Bei Chaoyang unexpectedly noticed some changes in his body and spirit.

The waving of knives by the surrounding children, the inadvertent turning of the strong men of the tower outside the activity room, and the crying and laughter of the children outside the activity room, it seems that everything has slowed down, except for their own consciousness and movements.

The sight was much clearer, the dirt was hidden in the wrinkles of the dwarf old man's face, a small moth wandering by the light, and even the lines on the moth's wings could be seen clearly.

There was also a faint smell of burnt plastic from the sponge floor in his nose, and even the air flow generated by the children waving knives in his ears was magnified dozens of times.

The discomfort of the plastic knife in his hand seems to disappear, as if it has become a part of his body, and he can use it at will, just like using his hands and feet.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Bei Chaoyang even felt that the blade of the plastic knife moved by itself, as if it had its own life, it trembled slightly, and it made a low sound, as if it was longing for something.

The world is the only one, the world is the only one.......

Bei Chaoyang couldn't tell whether these were dreams or realities for a while, but the movements in his hands did not stop, simple, smooth, minimalist to the extreme, a swing of the knife.

Decisively dropped the knife in his hand.

And for the first time, he made a storage knife as usual, and he didn't say goodbye to the short old man, and by the way, he ignored the shocked eyes of the strong man standing at the door of the activity room.

Bei Chaoyang ran out of the activity room in a panic, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

What the hell just happened!

That feeling was different from yesterday's bone washing, and at that moment just now, I felt as if I had become a monster.

That feeling, although full of confidence, inflated, and incomparably huge strength, did not like it, but had a faint fear.

What the hell is going on with this body!

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"Master, that kid ......"

The tower-like strong man had strange eyes, and only walked into the activity room after seeing the north Chaoyang walk away in despair.

"Yes, yes, good boy, a good embryo of a sword saint. ”

The short old man looked at the toy knife thrown down by Bei Chaoyang, his face was full of joy, and he was not stingy with his words of praise.

How long has it been since I've seen my master so happy, a year, or two years?

Since the master lived in seclusion, although he can be regarded as leisurely, he has never shown such joy and floating on his face.

The tower-like man thought.

"Master, how about the damage of that kid's swing of the knife just now, what level of ability is it equivalent to?"

"Volcano, you see it clearly. ”

The short old man did not have a beard, but he still made a gesture of touching his beard, he smiled and picked up the toy knife on the ground, looked at it carefully, and then gently grasped it, and the toy knife suddenly turned into nothingness.

"Master, your control over power has become stronger again!"

The eyes of the strong man in the iron tower were full of admiration, although it was just an ordinary plastic toy knife, but the ability to turn it into powder with a light grip was not very human.

"It's not that I made it like this, I just pinched it with ordinary strength, and what really made him like this was the man with a bamboo knife on his back just now. ”

The short old man clapped his hands and removed the remaining powder from his palm.

"How is it possible, he is only eighteen years old at most, even if it is a toy knife made of plastic, if you want to turn it into powder, you need at least the strength of a ghost-level strength ability or above......"

The dwarf old man nodded.

"Nothing is impossible, times have changed, I heard that even the Demon Capital Noble Women's Academy has produced five A-level agents under the age of eighteen, and all of them are dragon-level elemental abilities. ”

"A-Class Agent...... It's still a dragon-level elemental ability, are the people of the bloodline family really so strong!"

The tower-like strong man knew very well that the A-level detectives recognized by the academy had completed at least three group dragon-level kills and five ghost-level kills.

These missions are all nine lives and one death, and it is impossible to imagine what they have experienced.

The elemental ability is the most terrifying existence among all the abilities.

Unlike these scattered factions, the elemental abilities are all inherited by the bloodline family without exception, and ordinary people cannot obtain the ability of elemental manipulation no matter what chance and effort.

And in the bloodline family, as long as it is a normal family member, no matter what talent he is, he will at least have the power of the ghost subordinate element to control it as soon as he is born.

The horror of the elemental manipulation ability is that they can easily change the surrounding environment and kill people invisibly, and the higher the level of the elemental ability, the greater the range of the environment can be changed.

And he is just a tiger-level ability, and his ability is still the most common and ordinary strength enhancement, if it is to these people who are said to the master, I am afraid that they are not even qualified to fight back, and those people are still underage, so they have such a high strength!

Thinking of it, the strong man of the iron tower showed a look of shame.

Seeing this, the short old man smiled lightly and gently turned his back on his hand.

"You have to work harder, the person introduced by the old madman is really not to be underestimated, if that kid still hides a little strength, it will be even more terrifying. ”

There was a gleam in the eyes of the short old man.

"That's what the master said. ”

The strong man of the iron tower hesitated, but still asked, "Master, take that kid...... At least the strength of the ghost-level strength ability, why did you come to us for?"

After learning that Bei Chaoyang had the strength of someone with at least ghost-level strength abilities, the words of the strong man in the iron tower converged a lot.

"Hehe, although the kid's swing just now is fine, there is no slightest error, it is not difficult to see that he has achieved this level has gone through countless exercises, not ordinary people can insist on doing it, but there is no skill, presumably he came to learn knife skills, okay, I still owe the old madman a favor, this time I will return it to him. ”

The short old man waved his hand, turned to the children who were waving toy knives at each other, and shouted: "Stop, stop, give me a starting point, the knife is not so wielded, you must first steady the horse's step, get up and step, concentrate, waist and horse unity, okay, continue to practice, until you have no strength." ”

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