Chapter 292: Peerless Dojo
However, before Xia Wushuang could take two steps, the little boy who had been slapped on the head by him three times in a row suddenly jumped out.
"Wait, uncle! Can I challenge you now? The little man stood up from the ranks of the teenagers and said firmly.
Xia Wushuang seemed to consciously turn his head, then grinned and praised: "The little guy's personality is very good, and he didn't disappoint the uncle." ”
He didn't let the boy strike first, but popped out with a clean finger.
Suddenly, an invisible force suddenly appeared in the space, causing the road to split, drawing a path visible to the naked eye, leading straight to the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.
The little boy didn't even have time to react at this moment, so he was directly blown away by this casual finger, and then fell to the ground.
The villagers were startled and retreated one after another, never thinking that this uncle of the barnyard family would be so powerful when he made a move.
"What's the name of the little one?" Xia Wushuang asked with a smile.
The little boy was knocked more than ten meters away by a finger, stood up from the ground in surprise, and touched himself for a long time, but he was stunned that he did not find any wounds from his body.
"Uncle, my name is Xiao Ming! What kind of magic did you just use? Why don't you have to chant a mantra?! The little boy touched the back of his neck embarrassedly, he couldn't even take a move, he felt too embarrassed.
"Xiao Ming?" Hearing this unusually familiar name, Xia Wushuang smiled even more, nodded and praised: "You have two very powerful star talents, don't go to Xiao Ali, come to me when you have time." Uncle gives you a more powerful set of meditation methods. ”
"Really?" The little boy's eyes lit up, and he instinctively felt that this uncle must be more powerful than the fourth lady.
Xia Wushuang nodded. Of the thirteen teenagers. He valued this little boy the most, and he had the intention of poaching from Xiao Ali from the beginning.
"Uncle, what about us?!" Those teenagers saw the power of the uncle in front of them, and suddenly the last trace of reserve in their hearts was also thrown away, and they all came to the side of the little young man, looking at Xia Wushuang with an expectant expression.
Xia Wushuang couldn't help but smile, this is the so-called juvenile nature. Born in an environment like an orphanage, I don't think I've ever experienced such a period. It's also an irreparable regret when I think about it.
After thinking about it, in front of so many villagers, it is not good to favor one over the other. He nodded and said, "If you are not afraid of suffering and peeling off your skin, you can come to me when the time comes." ”
Seeing this, Fuxi was naturally happy in his heart. My own uncle is so easy to get along with, for the barnyard family. It's also a blessing.
"That's right. Let's go about our own business, no need to send it. ”
After saying this to the surrounding villagers, Xia Wushuang waved his sleeves and walked through the lanes with few people with blessings.
Low eaves, old houses, uneven gravel paths, Sang Mo in front of the door. It's a paradise where there's no disputing it.
Not long after, under the leadership of OSI. Xia Wushuang came to the door of the dojo opened by Xiao Ali in the barnyard field.
This dojo, which is dedicated to preaching and teaching, was built by the barnyard family at the edge of the village, on the farthest side of the mountain.
The whole building is somewhat similar to the Temple of Heaven in the imperial capital of Central Continent in ancient times, with a towering tower as the center, surrounded by a circle of white stone fences and white stone stairs that rise one after another. Beyond the staircase was a wide open space dedicated to the mystical magic lessons of the scholars.
Xia Wushuang walked to the door and looked up. I saw that on the eaves of the door, a stone plaque was hung there, with the four ancient characters of "Wushuang Dojo" written on it, flowing with a trace of immature magic Yun, which really warmed his heart, and he couldn't help but want to see the little beauty bathing by the lake again.
The warrior guarding the gate saw Xia Wushuang's unfamiliar face and was about to step forward to ask him if he was an outsider who had come to listen to the lecture. As a result, Fuxi ran to the door as soon as he slipped away, grabbed the guards who were about to check their identities, and muttered in their ears wittily.
The eyes of these warriors suddenly became surprised. The last one bowed to Xia Wushuang, and then he was silent, quietly retreating to the place where he had guarded the gate.
Xia Wushuang smiled to himself, but he didn't say anything in the face of such special treatment. He is the uncle of the barnyard family, and if he says something that seems a little arrogant, in this small village, what kind of gift can he not bear?
However, although he turned on the green light to enter Xiao Ali's dojo, he dismissed Fuxi in a very low-key manner, and then walked alone along the inconspicuous corner and slowly walked to the front row.
As a rare Saint-Rank mage in the Dusk Order, Xia Wushuang walked with an extremely special momentum. In the words, it is that he is 'in harmony with his body', and his demeanor can affect the magic in the space, which will give people an inexplicable shock, and he has the rudiments of the coercion of the sage.
Under such an invisible shock, even if Xia Wushuang inserted his position in the front row all the way and kept walking to the front, no one dared to stop him, but many people who listened to the class gave up their positions one after another, hoping that he could sit down next to him.
Xia Wushuang raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that in the dojo, outsiders who admired magic were bustling, almost filling the entire dojo, and there were black heads everywhere. This shows how amazing the charm of magic is to mortals.
He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly opened a blank piece of paper, and in the surprised eyes of the person next to him, he used blood as ink, and wrote fine youkai characters on it, and then rolled it into a paper snake and placed it on the ground.
Hiss! ~~ The sound of poisonous snakes baring their teeth was heard in the crowd.
The scholars on all sides were startled, only to see that after the paper snake in Xia Wu's hands landed, it immediately turned into a slippery black snake, burrowed into the crack in the ground in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.
"Anyway, the fantasy enchantment will be established, and there is no need to be afraid of raising tigers. The idea that Sister Kanko and Kanako could preach and open dojos on the Eastern Continent and use the charm of magic to absorb believers was obviously much simpler and more effective than fulfilling the wishes of children everywhere. Xia Wushuang muttered to himself, then found a futon casually and sat down slowly.
He sat down so calmly, but there was immediately another group of people around him. It is a group of powerful young people in the 'world'.
In this regard, Xia Wushuang didn't pay much attention to it.
It was the afternoon of the Eastern Continent, and Xiao Ali did not appear on the high platform. The bustling crowd sat here, and instead of complaining, they all waited patiently, just like pilgrims, and everyone's will to learn magic was unusually firm.
"Is this Lord a Magician?" Xia Wushuang sat silently in place for ten minutes, and finally a young man in a gorgeous robe couldn't help but talk to him.
Xia Wushuang glanced at the witty man, smiled slightly, and nodded.
"My lord, I am Fujiwara Fubi, the eldest son of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto. With all due respect, did you also come to Miss Aleigh for the lesson? The young man with a noble status suddenly felt happy when he saw Xia Wushuang admit it so happily.
"That's right!" Xia Wushuang still nodded.
"Shhh ~~ Could it be that the fourth lady of the barnyard family is so powerful? It seems that the task given to me by Emperor Muwu this time is going to be ruined again! "Fujiwara is no more frustrated than some. Although he is the first successor of the Fujiwara family, he has never had any merits to speak of.
"Oh?" Xia Wushuang's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and he pretended to be indifferent and said: "It's not likely, I just passed by Barnyard Village, and I heard that there is a preacher here who opened a dojo to preach magic, so I came over with curiosity to take a look." ”
"Then dare to ask, sir, are you powerful?" Fujiwara asked as soon as he heard the words.
"......" Xia Wushuang was speechless for a moment, and his face became unkind: "Didn't you ask the fourth young lady of the barnyard family?" What do you do by turning the conversation to me? ”
"No, although Emperor Muwu wants to recruit Miss Barnyard Tian Ali into the cabinet as an official, he mainly wants to train his daughter to become a magician." Fujiwara looked at the young magician in front of him, who was no more than two years older than him, and saw that his expression did not move, and he didn't know the depth, so he could only be cheeky and continued: "So...... I'm looking for a magician who is more powerful than Miss Arry. ”
Xia Wushuang smiled, this Emperor Muwu really had some ideas, wanting to create an immortal dynasty for his descendants. He glanced lightly at the man named Fujiwara Bubi beside him, and dashed his hopes and said, "I think it's better for you to find Miss Ali." Although Miss Ali is not very powerful at the level of magicians, she is much more powerful than me when it comes to teaching and educating people. ”
"Is that so? …… That's really bothering Mr. Hearing Xia Wushuang's obvious refusal, Fujiwara was not a fool, and his eyes full of anticipation dimmed in an instant.
Seeing this, the other young people around took over Fujiwara's position one after another, and began to come together in various sets.
However, at this moment, a gong suddenly sounded on the high platform of the dojo, and then a little beauty in a pink robe slowly walked out of the tower in anticipation.
The dojo, which was still a little murmuring, suddenly became silent. And the few young people who came over to Xia Wushuang also closed their mouths with this solemn atmosphere, and stared at the slim beauty on the high platform with sparkling eyes.
"I haven't seen you for a year, and this child has become more and more beautiful!" Seeing the pink figure on the high platform, Xia Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire.
Truly. The barnyard field Xiao Ali was originally a rare beauty embryo in the world.
Now, a year later. On her short purple hair, she still wears a Tsubaki flower that symbolizes the will of the martyrs; A jade delicate little body, wearing a decent pink dress. With the beautiful bookish atmosphere of everyone, with this perfect outfit, her white fingers and face are set off more like jade, which makes people want to look at it twice. (To be continued......)
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Although I was sick, I finally got out of the second chapter. Sorry, it's late. Book friends, pay more attention to your body.