Wan Zihao's face gradually darkened, and he felt greatly humiliated.

Song Yun actually didn't say anything, just stood there, looking very light and light, but in Wan Zihao's opinion, this was silent humiliation and contempt.

"Lao Tzu fought with you."

Wan Zihao, who was embarrassed and angry, roared and rushed towards Song Yun again.

At this time, an angry shout sounded:

"Wan Zihao, what are you going to do?"

Subconsciously stopped, and looked at the voice, the person who shouted angrily just now turned out to be Luo Zhiqiu.

Bending over, a shriveled little old man, however, the plastic surgery that was revealed by accident was very much like a master of the eternal millennium, which made Wan Zihao subconsciously quiet.

"Master, why is your old man here?"

Luo Zhiqiu walked slowly, sighed and said:

"When I heard that Song Yun was here, I thought that with your unruly nature, I am afraid that something must happen, but fortunately, I arrived in time."

"Master, the disciple has disgraced you." Wan Zihao's voice was very gloomy.

Zhai Minzhu hurriedly greeted:

"Qiu Lao, you're here."

Nodding lightly to Zhai Minzhu, as if he had said hello, Qiu Lao looked at Wan Zihao and continued:

"What do you think has disgraced me?"

"I, I lost, I didn't expect to lose to him."

As he spoke, Wan Zihao looked at Song Yun, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

Qiu Lao shook his head in disappointment:

"You did disgrace me, but not because you lost, but because you forgot what a martial artist should do. Song Yun's shot just now was already very merciful. Isn't it strange that you flew out and didn't get hurt? All the strength is on the ground, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to get up. ”

Wan Zihao looked back, and sure enough, the whole depression where he had just fallen was particularly obvious.

"A martial artist, you can never be arrogant, and you can't distinguish the form, you are obviously not Song Yun's opponent, in this case, you have to be angry and angry, if Song Yun wants to kill you, I'm afraid you have already died just now. If you are facing an enemy, you will be even more doomed. ”

"It's not terrible for a warrior to lose, but at least you know where you are defeated, so that you can have a chance to turn the tables against the wind, everything you have done has disappointed me."

The look on Wan Zihao's face was unpredictable and extremely complicated.

After a while, pale, helpless, and gloomy, they all appeared on Wan Zihao's face.

"Master, I'm not as good as him, I've made you spend so much effort in vain, I'm sorry for you."

"What does it look like to stand up straight and cry with a sad face? If you were just disappointed just now, you're disappointing me now. A warrior must have a ruler in his heart and a knife in his mind. ”

"Use that ruler to measure right and wrong, when you feel that there is a mistake, then admit it, when you feel that there is no mistake, then use that knife to split everything for me. What do you look like now? Confessed? Oh, I've wasted so much effort. In the heart of a warrior, if you don't have the courage to persevere, in the face of difficulties, it is no different from waste. ”

"You're not as good as Song Yun now, so what? In your heart, shouldn't you be happy? The person who can be regarded as your lifelong enemy and chased after for a lifetime has appeared. As long as you don't think you've lost, you'll always have a chance to catch up, and now, your mind is no longer firm, what's the use? Ah, fuck you, rubbish, tell me, what are you supposed to do? ”

The others were stunned, and they didn't expect that the old-fashioned Qiu Lao would directly start scolding.

Wan Zihao, who was still depressed just now, became firm.

"Master, I understand. It doesn't matter if I fail for a while, as long as I have the belief that I will win, I will catch up one day. ”

Luo Zhiqiu looked at Wan Zihao and fell silent, as if judging what the apprentice said, whether he really thought so, or was he casually perfunctory.

Song Yun said with a smile at this time:

"Yes, ambitious. According to your talent, give you ten years, work hard, and when the time comes, you come to me to fight again, and you will find a big surprise. ”

Zhai Minzhu subconsciously blurted out:

"Your consciousness is that in ten years, Zihao will be able to catch up with you?"

Shrugging, Song Yun still had a smile on his face.

"What do you think, I mean, in ten years, he will find that the distance between him and me has been widened."

Zhai Minzhu, who was captivating the country and the city, couldn't help but roll his eyes, what kind of person, shouldn't Wan Zihao be encouraged at this time, as a result, you just say this?

Wan Zihao seemed to have figured it out at this time, there was no longer an angry look on his face, and he said:

"That's just what you think. It's true that I'm not as good as you now, but I believe in myself, and one day, I will let you lose at my hands. ”

Song Yun smiled noncommittally and did not continue to attack Wan Zihao.

Qiu Lao said slowly at this time:

"Not bad. You have grown up since you were a child, and it was too smooth on the road of ancient martial arts, and it is a good thing to encounter setbacks today, and now, it can be regarded as me and Song Yun, joining forces to help you make up for the last lesson of becoming a real martial artist. Now, thank the opponent who defeated you, without whom you might always live in your own world, never to understand that there are people outside of people, and you will never know what you really want. ”

Wan Zihao nodded and said without any hesitation:

"Anyway, I should say thank you to you."

Song Yun smiled on his face, did not speak, and thought silently in his heart, the pattern of martial artists is different after all, no matter what, Luo Zhiqiu is much taller in terms of pattern, maybe Song Yun is a little incomparable, at least, he has no habit of thanking the opponent who defeated him.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Song Yun, anyway, until now, no one has ever defeated him.

After the matter came to an end for a while, the others dispersed temporarily at the request of Zhai Minzhu, and Qiu Lao said slowly:

"You young people, let's talk about it yourself, I've been out for too long, and I should go back. However, I still want to ask, can't you stay by Min Zhu's side and help her through this difficult time? ”

"Sorry, there's really no way around this. Besides, Qiu Lao should have confidence in your disciples, Wan Zihao is protected by Sister Zhu's side, and normally, there should be no problems. ”

"Well, forget it, you have your own things to do. Before I came, Mr. Zhai asked me to bring a sentence, let you go to dinner in the evening, you are also Min Zhu's younger brother now, this is a family banquet, you can't help but go. ”

Song Yun was helpless, he could only agree, he always felt that the Zhai family, together with Qiu Lao, seized the opportunity to pull themselves into the trap, half-siblings, can this kind of words be believed?

The Zhai family's family banquet, what kind of family member am I, I have to go......