But what if it's unfair?

It is impossible for Qin Sheng to refuse the opportunity given to him by his master for the sake of fairness.

However, after winning the competition, Qin Sheng realized that the competition ordered by the master this time was not simply to determine a chief master.

"Master." Qin Shang raised his eyes, "Those eighteen teenagers are there to cultivate a new generation of hall masters?" ”

Although many of the current hall masters are not very old, but other than that, Qin Sheng can't think of any other reason to let the master keep all the eighteen teenagers with the best qualifications in this competition.

The eighteen people were masters selected from various branches, all of whom were very young, and the oldest was the young man from the Shinyama branch, sixteen years old.

There are also teenagers from Fengcheng, Wutong Mountain, Xuancheng and other places, the youngest is only fourteen, and he is younger than when Qin Sheng first participated in the martial arts competition.

Qin Shang admired these teenagers and felt a little pity.

Although they have good roots and have a talent for martial arts, they are not very old after all, and it has only been more than ten years since they were born to be full, and they can become masters who are selected by their masters, which is enough to prove that they have spent a lot of energy and time on martial arts training.

The process of practicing martial arts was extremely hard, which Qin Sheng deeply understood, if he hadn't taken medicine back then, it would have been impossible for him to become the number one master at the age of sixteen.

Thinking of this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

In terms of real ability, he is actually not as good as these eighteen teenagers, at least they are all ......

"You've been so used to wandering around your seat lately?"

Qin Shang was excited, raised his eyes to the light light of his master, lowered his eyes in a hurry, and silently reflected in his heart: "My subordinates know their mistakes." ”

Admitting mistakes is very sincere.

Di Xiu didn't speak, stared at the top of his head for a moment, and asked casually: "Is it because you are bold, or is this seat good-tempered?" ”

Yes?

Qin Sheng was slightly stunned, this question seemed to be relatively easy to answer.

So he lowered his eyebrows and replied: "The master's temper is better than before, so his subordinates are a little bolder." ”

It's the truth.

The master's temper is really much better than before, more tolerant and more patient, and Qin Shang's courage is naturally cultivated.

However......

Di Xiu nodded slowly, and came to a conclusion without hurrying: "So, you used to tremble with fear at every turn, because this seat has a bad temper?" ”

When the words fell, Qin Shang's expression suddenly froze: "......"

The master dug another pit for him to jump.

Lowering his eyes and being silent for a moment, Qin Sheng gave up his defense, and directly took out his folding fan from his sleeve and handed it to the master: "The subordinate made a mistake, please punish the master." ”

Although that statement is true.

But does he dare to admit it now?

The owner used to have a good temper...... Well, not so good.

"Slip of the tongue?" Di Xiu's tone was lazy, revealing a calm like a light breeze, "That seat will give you a chance to correct the mistake." ”

Qin Sheng was stunned in his mind.

Rectify?

How can this be corrected?

His mind was racing, and he thought as quickly as he could, how to make this sentence more beautiful.

After a while, he raised his eyes and said hesitantly: "It's not that the master has a bad temper, but that his subordinates are too timid and dare not speak directly to the master if they have something, so they think that the master can't be close to ......."

The master was really unapproachable at that time, and he was right.

It's true that the temper is not very good.

Qin Sheng silently added this sentence in his heart, and then stretched out his hand: "The master should punish me." ”

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Three chapters in the morning, ask for a monthly pass, good night.