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Chapter 86 Am I not good?

"Old man, you misunderstood. The reason why I can't worship you as my master is not because of anything else, but because I really have a master, and I can't change my mastership to someone else's."

Looking at the old man's expression, Ye Shaojie actually thought that he didn't want to be his disciple because he didn't know his name. He even introduced his family to him. He couldn't help but laugh and cry, and he had no choice but to explain to him apologetically again.

road.

However, when he heard the old man's name, something seemed to flash in his mind. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere, but for a while, he couldn't remember it. There was nothing too deep in his mind. He also

Didn't think much about it.

As he said, it didn't matter who he was. No matter who he was, it was impossible for him to worship him as his teacher.

"Young man, are you really not willing to become my disciple? Do you really want to stop thinking about it? This opportunity to become my disciple is not something you come by very often."

When the old man heard that Ye Shaojie actually rejected him after listening to his self-introduction, the expression on his face was stunned for a moment. After a while, he came back to his senses and began to like Ye Shaojie even more.

His vision was indeed correct. This young man not only has a good foundation, but also has a good character. He does not forget his ancestors, forget his righteousness for profit, and follow the trend!

In his heart, he became more and more unwilling to let Ye Shaojie go. He looked at Ye Shaojie tightly and said, without waiting for Ye Shaojie to say anything, he asked urgently, "Young man, think about it carefully. What are you doing now?"

What you learn is martial arts, and if you take me as your teacher, what you learn is real kung fu.

In martial arts, the gap cannot be measured by a millimeter. It is on a completely different level. This is not inconsistent with what your previous martial arts teacher taught you. If you feel embarrassed, I can also do it for you.

Come forward and talk to your teacher, I believe he won't stop you."

"Martial arts?"

Ye Shaojie's mind was moved. He had also read some martial arts novels, and Taoist Master Chongzhen had also told him some. What he was practicing now, at the current level, could be regarded as a kind of martial arts, but it was not

specific concept.

Unexpectedly, the old man in front of him actually expressed this concept, and then he remembered the Kongtong sect that he had introduced before, which seemed to exist in those novels. It was a martial arts sect. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little interested in the old man's martial arts.

Became curious.

"Yes, it's martial arts. You just defeated those guys with martial arts. There is a difference between martial arts and martial arts. To put it simply, martial arts is external skills, while martial arts involves both internal and external training. In addition to external training of muscles, bones and skin,

You also need to practice one breath at a time. The power of martial arts, after reaching a certain level, is far from comparable to martial arts. For example..."

The old man looked at Ye Shaojie's expression and thought that Ye Shaojie had been successfully persuaded by his words. He felt happy and started to explain to Ye Shaojie with a proud smile on his face.

When he said the last sentence, his tone paused slightly, and he looked at a stone at his feet that looked about the size of a brick. His hair and beard suddenly spread out, he squatted down, and shook his head fiercely.

He struck the stone with his palm.

"Crack!"

With the old man's palm coming down, the stone below immediately split into three pieces and shattered.

Seeing the stone shattering, the old man breathed out slowly, put away his palms, and looked at Ye Shaojie with a proud look on his face, waiting for Ye Shaojie's cheers, exclamations, envy, disbelief, and other expressions.

However, when he saw the expression on Ye Shaojie's face clearly, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and he felt as if something was choked, and he was indescribably depressed.

There was nothing on Ye Shaojie's face that he had imagined. On the contrary, there was a hint of surprise and a hint of...disappointment on his face.

It turns out that martial arts is like this.

It was almost the same as when he first started practicing the Chaos Art.

Ye Shaojie looked at the stones below, and couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment. He had been staring at the old man closely just now. From the old man's luck, his palm, to the fragmentation of the stone, he watched carefully. He originally thought that

, there is something special about martial arts, but it turned out that it turned out to be like this. It was almost the same as when I first practiced the Chaos Art, and even the power was much worse. It just took a breath of true energy, concentrated it on the palm, and struck it out.

No wonder Master Chongzhen said that all practices lead to the same goal through different paths. In fact, the so-called martial arts is the lower stage of practice, or the early stage of practice.

Combining some of the points that Chongzhen had told him before, Ye Shaojie gradually gained some understanding and enlightenment.

"How about it, young man, are you willing to learn from me?"

Others didn't show their appreciation, and the old man was embarrassed to force others to appreciate him. He could only feel depressed and sulky in his heart. When he saw Ye Shaojie didn't speak, he immediately asked.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I still can't accept you as my teacher."

Ye Shaojie came to his senses and shook his head.

"Why, isn't my martial arts great?"

The old man did not expect that Ye Shaojie would be so stubborn and ignorant. He would not hesitate to condescend to him and ask him to be his disciple. He even gave him a performance, but he still refused to accept it. It was unreasonable and he finally felt a little angry.

, asked with a somewhat unkind look on his face.

"No, the old man keeps getting stronger and stronger. He is quite powerful."

Ye Shaojie shook his head quickly. Although he didn't pay attention to the strength that the old man showed just now, after all, he showed it to him specially, and because he thought highly of him, he wanted to accept him as his disciple.

As a basic courtesy, he still said something against his will and praised him.

Of course, it's not against his will. As an ordinary person, the strength the old man showed just now is really very good. With his eyesight, although he didn't verify it personally, he could tell it with a glance.

, The stone that the old man smashed just now is an extremely hard granite stone, and it has not been tampered with in any way. It is not like the chest-breaking boulders performed by street performers or acrobatic troupes.

"hypocritical!"

The old man looked at Ye Shaojie and snorted coldly, "Young man, don't think that my old eyes are dim and I'm easy to deceive. There's no sense in your eyes that I'm powerful at all. Why, don't you look down on my kung fu?"

"Um...old man, don't get me wrong. I really didn't lie to you. You are really awesome."

Ye Shaojie didn't expect that his white lie would be seen through by the old man on the spot, and he would also expose it directly. A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

"If you really think it's awesome, then you can become my teacher. Otherwise, it's just hypocrisy!"
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