The audience was still noisy, and everyone was talking about who this new face was, how old he was, and he looked like he was only thirteen. They wanted to know the name of this miracle, they wanted to know the name of their new worshippers. But there has been no announcement on the field, and I don't know what I'm waiting for.

Finally, on the field, the results of the game began to be announced, and the person in charge came to the stage and said: "Now I announce, Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, sixteen-year-old Zhang Dafusheng!"

Fu Xiaowa turned his head in shock and stammered, "Zhang, Zhang Dafu?"

The person in charge lowered his face and lowered his voice: "Don't be silent, come with me later!"

The audience in the audience all shouted, and the name Zhang Dafu will be remembered in their hearts and become the subject of their chat for a long time in the future.

"Zhang Dafu?" Hulk Ming twitched the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, and said lightly: "Very interesting!"

Fu Xiaowa was stunned and followed the person in charge to walk off the stage, and behind him was the shouting of an apprentice.

It was Yuan Yelin's private room, and he would not be scratched by outsiders here, he was already sitting on the Taishi chair, sipping tea, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

There was a sound of babbling, and the person in charge pushed open the door and led Fu Xiaowa into the wing.

As soon as Fu Xiaowa saw this bald head, he knew that this was the owner of the Xiangyun Martial Arts Pavilion, although he didn't know what the name of the owner was, but he knew that the status of the owner of the hall was very high, and as for how high it was, he could only know that it was very ......

"Come on, little brother, please take a seat!" Yuan Yelin touched his bald head and greeted him politely with a smile.

Fu Xiaowa was very nervous, it was the first time he personally faced someone of such a level as the pavilion owner, in his impression, the pavilion owner of the Tai'an Martial Arts Pavilion had never shown up, and it was very difficult to see him.

This room was very luxurious, more luxurious than any room he had ever seen in the Tai'an Martial Arts Hall. He sat down very stiffly, and his legs did not know how to move, and he kept moving.

As if seeing Fu Xiaowa's nervousness, Yuan Yelin smiled and said, "Little brother, don't restrain me, just treat me as an uncle!"

Fu Xiaowa barely suppressed his nervousness, and said with his hands: "Uncle Pavilion Master, I don't know, I don't know what to do with me?"

The title of the owner's uncle made Yuan Yelin and the master next to him smile, this child is really innocent by nature, and he is still a child. Just thinking of his strong and powerful fist, the two of them paused, this kid had defeated the elite of the Xiangyun Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Ahem, you must be confused by Zhang Dafu's name, so I came to you to explain it to you!"

"Uncle Pavilion, please speak!"

In Yuan Yelin's opinion, this child came to participate in the competition, it must be for the first place in the junior apprentice competition, if this child is forced into the adult group, it may not be able to get the first place, so he feels that he must be enlightened, in their hearts, every martial artist, should be to conquer stronger opponents and the goal, this is the highest goal, not what ranking, what false name.

"First of all, let me ask you, why are you participating in the martial arts tournament?"

Fu Xiaowa resolutely replied decisively: "Naturally, it is for the first place!"

Sure enough, Yuan Yelin felt that he was right, this kid came for the first place in the junior group.

"So, do you think number one is really important?"

"I study hard every day, just for the first place, that's my goal!"

"However, I feel like you need to aim higher and not be number one!"

"Uncle Pavilion Master, that's my only goal, no matter how difficult the road is, even if it's a sea of swords and fires, I don't care, I must work hard with my fists!"

Yuan Yelin shook his head, he didn't expect that this child would have such a firm idea, I don't know how many people's expectations he carried, just like he did back then, carrying the burden of those honors, but one day, this child will understand that this is not the goal pursued by a martial arts practitioner, the goal of a martial arts practitioner is to defeat the strongest and become the strongest. ...,

"Those are just floating clouds, child, this is really not what you want to pursue, you don't live for others, you have to live for yourself, you should have your own goals and work hard for yourself!" Yuan Yelin persuaded.

"Uncle Xie Pavilion Master advised, but I only want this first place, this is my only goal, I really need it, the rest is not important to me!" Fu Xiaowa hugged his fists and thanked him.

"Don't you want to fight against stronger opponents, don't you want to prove your efforts and prove your value like this?" Yuan Yelin said that it is indeed the real value, whether it is him, Hao Zhengming, the two brothers of the Lei family, or the owner of the Tianji Martial Arts Pavilion, everyone stands in the hall of martial arts, in order to transcend, win, and become the strongest, this is the value and significance of martial arts practitioners.

However, it seems difficult to instill this concept into Fu Xiaowa, Fu Xiaowa's expression became gloomy: "These don't mean much to me, only the first place is meaningful to me, I have a lot of burdens to pay back, really!"

Yuan Yelin and the master master were very helpless, and Fu Xiaowa's voice carried a lot of emotion, vicissitudes and a few things that they couldn't explain.

Or maybe this child, as they think, carries too many things, too many expectations, maybe fame, maybe ideals, maybe other people's dreams, all these must be put on this poor child.

But once upon a time, they were not, they also had their backs and struggles, and it was only after many years that they found themselves and found their true ideals and goals.

So they wanted to untie the child's shackles, and perhaps the child's shackles were heavier than they thought.

"That'...... After all, what did you end up for the first place?" Yuan Yelin asked him seriously, maybe he already had the answer, whether it was the honor shrouded in the halo, or the master's expectations, or his own dreams, or the best interests of the martial arts hall.

Fu Xiaowa was silent, he raised his head, and seriously told Yuan Yelin and the master why he had to get the first place.

"If I become the first place, I can get a reward of ten taels of silver!" Fu Xiaowa clenched his fists, and his eyes burned with a flame of death.

Yuan Yelin and the master squirted out a sip of tea at the same time, and they almost vomited out not blood, which made them scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. If Lei Shaoyun knew that he was losing under ten taels of silver, he would hate Jiuquan after vomiting blood. Also, ten taels of silver, which bastard sues him for the first place will have ten taels of silver, but in fact, there is not a single copper plate.

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