Wei Jushu had imagined many times what would happen after the first meeting with his mentor.

He also imagined many times whether his mentor, who could be regarded as a legend by the old professor, would be an even older old man, and if he was in a wheelchair, he would have to help push and push himself.

But he didn't expect that this mentor was indeed an old man, but he was so cool that he was the best old man.

Just by turning around and standing in front of Wei Gushu, he already knew that his mentor was by no means human.

"Although there are some questions I want to ask you, there are also many questions I want to ask depending on the way you look...."

Mo Daosang took out a cigarette case from his arms, picked up a cigarette from it, and knocked the cigarette filter on the cigarette box to make the tobacco tighter.

"But put these aside for now, let me see your Fa first."

"Look at what it means..."

"It's just unleashing all your strength and attacking me."

Wei Gu was still a little hesitant, even if he knew that his mentor was a strong man, but in such an unguarded situation, was it really okay to release his method at such a close distance?

However, Wei Gushu is not the character of his mother-in-law, since he said so, then he just did it politely, and he raised his hand and instantly began to strengthen in reverse.

Reverse strengthening quenched a huge amount of soul pressure from the flesh, and the strength of the soul pressure was infinitely close to the twelfth level, and an unprecedentedly condensed black short knife appeared out of thin air in Wei Gushu's hand in an instant.

Without hesitation, all the soul pressure was slashed out.

Mo Daosang was still so defenseless, and there was no fluctuation of soul pressure on his body, the distance between the two was originally less than ten meters, and he didn't even need a fraction of a second under the release of soul pressure, and the slash had already arrived in front of him.

His original iron-gray eyes were dyed with a strange pitch black, and he bent his fingers unhurriedly, popping out the cigarette he had just sandwiched in his fingers, and hit a certain point in the center of this invisible slash without any fireworks, condensing into an extremely fine soul pressure that collapsed in an instant.

After the soul pressure that failed to organize the structure collapsed, it could only turn into a wisp of fresh wind, blowing slightly on Mo Daosang's face, and then dissipating.

The cigarette that popped out was blown by the crumbling soul pressure, and at some point it returned to his fingers, and he lit it with an old-fashioned lighter of sterling silver, and white smoke rose in a curling curl.

"Not bad."

Mo Daosang nodded.

"But don't get me wrong, I'm not praising your Fa, I'm praising you for what you say you can do, but your brain."

"As for the law.... Both the quantity and quality of soul pressure are still far behind. ”

He took a drag on his cigarette and motioned for Xuan Qing to go.

"Xuanqing, you go back, I'm going to start his first class now."

Mo Daosang stepped forward and hugged Wei Gushu's shoulders expressionlessly.

"I used to be an anomaly hunter in the public security, and then the department was disbanded, so I set up an executive department myself."

"There are only five things I like most in my life, cigarettes, alcohol, collecting weapons and women."

"And killing anomalies."

He took a cigarette in his mouth, and said these few clueless self-introductions a little lazily, and looked at Wei Gu Shu who he was holding with his arm, and the latter was still a little unresponsive, and blinked his eyes.

His index finger on Wei Gushu's shoulder lightly tapped his neck like a thunderbolt, still without any soul pressure fluctuations, and without any strength, Wei Gushu, who was known for his physical strength, had weak legs and fell directly to the lawn as if he had been struck by lightning.

"You can call me teacher directly, but I don't have many apprentices, and most of them are lying here........ The risk is quite high? ”

He straightened the front of his trench coat and squatted in front of Wei Gushu, who was convulsing all over his body at the moment, and he didn't have the strength to open his mouth to speak, Mo Daosang stretched out his hand and rubbed his head roughly, as if he was rubbing a puppy or a hairball.

Wei Gu braced his wrists on the ground and tried to stand up, but his lower body and spine seemed to have their own ideas.

"Just now, ordinary people will faint directly, you can still move, I haven't seen a newcomer with such a tough body for a long time."

Mo Daosang stood up, picked up the bouquet of flowers that had been placed in front of the nearest pure white tombstone, flicked the dew on it, inserted a cigarette from his cigarette case, and then put it back in its place.

"Now the new generation of anomalies in the town overemphasizes the importance of law and soul pressure, desperately developing the use of various soul pressures, with all the bells and whistles, but forgetting that the most fundamental thing is their own body, and being able to survive in the confrontation with the anomaly, this is the first thing."

"I like you a lot."

Wei Jushu racked his brains to stand up, but he was still swaying all over, he couldn't understand why the man in front of him hadn't used any soul pressure from beginning to end, but he had caused so much damage to himself.

"Confused?"

He took a large sip of the spirits, which was a small bottle of vodka that he had bought from a convenience store before coming, and which most people should have mixed with juice or ice cubes before quoting, but Mo Daosang drank the original liquor directly.

"Your flesh is very strong, but the structure of your muscles and bones is still human, and if you break your cervical spine, you won't be able to move."

"Don't rely too much on the talent of the flesh to go on a rampage, stinky boy."

Wei Gu touched his neck, no wonder he lost his intuition directly in the lower half of his body.

"You.... Didn't you just say that you should focus on the physical body, and not just focus on developing the soul pressure? ”

"Did I say that?"

Mo Daosang scratched his stubble chin, as if reminiscing.

"While enduring the severe pain, I can also analyze my context to talk back, yes, let me give you a point."

He recalled it slightly, and immediately didn't bother to continue thinking, gave up his memory, and instead stepped forward and kicked Wei Gushu's calf, which directly made his whole person flip in the air and slam it on the ground.

"But you just forgot to call me teacher, and you will be deducted 100 points."

“..... What kind of bullshit scoring is this.... I just forgot what I said in the last sentence, this old man. ”

The above are all Wei Gushu's inner complaints, he closed his mouth tightly and didn't say a word, just tried to pull his cheeks out of the dirt of the lawn, and fresh dirt and grass clippings hung on the tips of his black hair, and a lot of it was poured into his mouth.

"You are different from others, you don't have soul pressure, so in exchange for a strong body, and an extremely strong recovery ability."

He reached out and picked up Wei Gushu and didn't continue to attack him. The pair finally completed a decent conversation for the first time.

Mo Daosang took the last sip of vodka and looked at Wei Gushu.

"Xuanyuan Zhenjun also has no idea what to do with a special case like you, so please let me teach you."

There was no wine in the flask, and he put the glass bottle back in the pocket of his trench coat with some boredom.

"When I was young, my fighting style was indeed similar to yours, but the headache is that I am a human being, not an abnormal Maharaja, if it is a human being, it will grow old and die and weaken, and I have not been in the peak state for a long time now."

"And what's even more troublesome is that you are too weak, whether it is the body or the soul pressure or the Fa or the consciousness or the heart, you are so weak that you don't enter the stream at all.... It's been a hundred years since I've been in contact with someone as weak as you as my own student, so it's hard to start..."

As if he could see that Wei Jushu wanted to say something, but he stopped talking, and he shook his head.

"You don't have soul pressure in your body at all, is there anything more outrageous than this? Anything that can pant has soul pressure, but you don't. ”

He pointed to his head.

"When I was on the road these days, I was also thinking about what to do, and my brain, which was completely soaked in alcohol, suddenly had a flash of inspiration."

"Since you are a human being, you should have soul pressure, but you don't have soul pressure, so it's good not to treat you as a human being."