Chapter 122: Dare to ask where the road is
"Roll the calves!"
Hearing Ling Cong's words, the ancient seniors were not moved at all.
Like a drunken madman, this uncle spoke very rudely and behaved rudely, flying up and kicking Da Ming out of more than thirty paces.
This time, Da Clever couldn't get up.
He fell to the ground and grunted, and several of his companions immediately ran to check on it, and found that the thing was pale and not lightly injured.
"The seniors and juniors are not well disciplined, and they are offended." Long Qi hugged his fists at the ancient seniors, and then said to the bald man: "Carry this stupid boy on your back, let's go." β
The mercenaries quickened their retreat, they all knew that if they continued to make trouble like this, Ling Cong would be killed sooner or later. A few companions secretly scolded Ling Cong for being too naΓ―ve, as we all know, the Great Grandmaster will not accept apprentices easily, and if he wants to accept that kind of S-level talent and specialization, he will also accept the kind of demon who specializes in S-level talent. For example, today's national teacher has accepted a proud son of heaven like Luo Changkong. Another example is Zhang Dekai, it is said that he has been looking for 30 years, but he has not found a suitable successor.
A B-level talented-skilled warrior like Ling Cong wanted to be an apprentice to a great grandmaster, but he was too far behind.
No one expected that Ling Cong, who was dying on the back of the big bald head, suddenly burst out with mysterious power, jumped down violently, and ran in front of the ancient tree evergreen.
This time, Da Cong not only knelt in front of Gu Sandao, but also reached out and hugged the other party's thigh.
Gu Sandao suddenly jumped like thunder: "Let go, uncle's pants will be taken off by you!" β
Ling Cong still held on to the other party's pants and didn't let go, his head flew up: "Senior, I know that I am likely to have the only chance to meet you this time in my life, and I will definitely not miss such an opportunity, otherwise I will always despise myself for decades to come, and I will not let go!" β
Gu Sandao slapped Ling Cong Tianling Gai and said sharply: "Idiot, believe it or not, I smashed your head with one palm?" β
Da Zhi sees death as home: "Please shoot me to death, die at the hands of a master like you, and the Sprinkle family is worth it in this life." β
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Gu Sandao was full of black lines, and it seemed that he had been defeated by this iron youth.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Boy, why do you have to worship me as a teacher?" β
Da Ming said without thinking: "I have a good brother who has played since I was a child, he has helped me a lot, and I have always thought that I can help him one day." But he has suffered a lot of grievances recently, and he has been scolded by many people for the whole family, but I can only play soy sauce, and I can't help at all. Seniors, my practice of swordsmanship has caused soul resonance, and I have had an epiphany once, the teachers in the school can no longer teach me, and the juniors are stuck in a bottleneck and don't know how to continue to break through. You are the number one swordsman in the world, and my only hope, I want to be strong, I want to help my brother when he is in trouble! β
"I'm not interested in accepting apprentices, it's not difficult to make you stronger, I'm afraid you won't be able to endure hardship." Gu Sandao showed a wicked expression.
"As long as I can become stronger, I can eat any hardship!" Great cleverness is ignited.
"Really?" Gu Sandao said: "You first sing a song "Dare to Ask Where the Road Is" for me. β
Da Cong suddenly looked confused: "Senior, why do you want to sing first?" β
Gu Sandao said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, people who can't sing this song are not worthy of learning from me." β
"Oh, okay then." Da Ming went out and opened his voice and sang: "You carry the burden, I lead the horse." Welcome the sunrise and send the sunset away. Step on the bumps and become a road.
Fight the hardships and dangers, set off again, and set off again......"
Listening to this thing sing it in its entirety, Gu Sandao was stunned: "Boy, you can even sing such an old song?" β
Da Smart said weakly: "Senior, I'm more retro, so I like to listen to old songs." β
"Count you ruthless, follow me!"
Gu Sandao was completely defeated, grabbed Ling Cong with one hand, and disappeared without a trace in a few ups and downs.
Long Qi and the others were stunned in place, their IQ was not enough, and they became the apprentices of the great master by singing a song "Dare to Ask Where the Road Is", what kind of operation is this?
In the afternoon of the same day, the ancient tree Changqing and Ling Cong appeared in a dense bamboo forest.
"You sharpen a bamboo knife first." The ancient predecessors didn't play false at all, and immediately started teaching when they arrived at the ground.
When Ling Cong heard this, he chopped the bamboo and sharpened a half-meter-long bamboo knife.
Bang!
Gu Shu Changqing stretched out his leg and kicked the bamboo next to him, and a few bamboo leaves slowly fell from the air, and then he said: "Do you see the bamboo leaves floating down, before the bamboo leaves hit the ground, use your bamboo knife to split the bamboo leaves, or pierce them." No matter what method you use, when you do it, then talk about learning art with me. β
"Is it that simple? Look at me! β
The great wisdom was burned, and he found a bamboo tree and shook it, and when the bamboo leaves fell, he immediately raised his knife and fell.
He was very confident in himself, even if he used a bamboo knife, with the blessing of the aura of a three-star warrior, he could easily split the plank.
When he slashed over, the bamboo leaf did not break, and bounced away lightly.
That kind of scene, like a person hitting a volleyball flying by hard, will not blow the volleyball out, but will only bounce the ball back.
Ling Cong didn't believe in evil, and tried a second time, but failed.
He tried eight times in a row and finally realized the problem.
The bamboo leaves in mid-air fluttered lightly and had nowhere to focus, and they were flexible, and every time he aimed and slashed over, at best, he knocked the bamboo leaves away, and he couldn't cut them off at all.
"Ahem, senior, I opened it in the wrong way just now, wait for me to change a move."
Ling Cong felt Gu Sandao's silent contempt, and changed a wave of operations on the spot.
He stopped slashing and replaced it with a stab, trying to pierce the bamboo leaves in mid-air.
However, this is of little use.
More than a dozen times in a row, he looked like he was stabbing the air, doing useless work the whole time.
In this way, he failed hundreds of times in a row, and Da Ming protested: "Senior, has anyone ever done this kind of cutting or piercing you said?" If I put a bamboo leaf on the ground, I would easily cut it, but if it floats in the sky, it is impossible to cut it. β
Gu Shu Changqing sat on the ground, leaning against a big bamboo, and said lazily: "You give me the bamboo knife." β
Waiting for Ling Cong to hand over the bamboo knife, the ancient senior said again: "You can shake a few bamboo leaves." β
Da Ming deliberately did something, shaking the bamboo vigorously, and suddenly eighteen bamboo leaves fell down.
The ancient predecessors sat on the ground and did not move, holding a wine gourd in his left hand and a bamboo knife in his right hand, and slashed lightly.
Without that kind of special effect of the sword light and sword shadow, the eighteen bamboo leaves in the air turned into thirty-six, and they were neatly cut in two when they landed.
Ling Cong was suddenly shocked: "Senior, how did you do it?" β
The ancient predecessors were very cold: "Don't ask, asking is to chop bamboo leaves." I'll show you one more time, and I'll take a closer look. β
In order to see clearly this time, Da Ming violently shook twenty-four bamboo leaves and fell down.
The ancient tree Changqing was still sitting on the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, the bamboo leaves in the air seemed to be sucked by a suction force, and floated towards his right hand.
In the blink of an eye, like a lamb skewer, twenty-four bamboo leaves were skewered on top of the bamboo knife.
Ling Cong expressed his disbelief: "Senior, you are a six-star spiritual technique, you actually sucked the bamboo leaves." I'm just a three-star fighter, I don't have your moves. β
"The move is dead, the person is alive, use your brain more." Gu Shu Changqing stood up: "I'll give you three days, if you can cut off a bamboo leaf, I'll teach you what to do next." If you can't do it, roll me as far as you can, and don't bother me. β
As soon as the words fell, he left in the dust, leaving Da Ming alone in the bamboo forest.