Many people in the crowd of onlookers cheered for the short-haired young man. They believed that a young master who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun every day would never be the opponent of people like them who practiced hard day and night.
The short-haired young man was very surprised. He could see that there were many flaws in Rong Que's body. However, when he was about to attack, these flaws disappeared strangely, leaving him unable to attack. This made him more and more nervous.
Only now did he realize that the gentle young master in front of him, whom they usually didn't look down upon at all, turned out to be a master who kept secrets.
He couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, his momentum would be suppressed. The young man roared and rushed towards Rong Que with an arrow. He bent his right fist at his waist and punched Rong Que with a spinning fist.
Rong Que smiled slightly and squatted down. As he rushed earlier, the young man's fist passed through his ear, and his shoulder hit the young man's chest, knocking him back a step. Then Rong Que seized the opportunity and used his left hand to
Holding the young man's chest, he took a big step with his left foot and tried to push the young man away.
The young man was very surprised. He was about to step back when he tripped over Rong Que's left leg that had already been stepped out. His body lost its center of gravity. At this time, Rong Que pushed hard with his left hand and was directly pressed down by the young man with one hand.
On the ground.
"boom!"
The whole audience was in an uproar. This was an outcome they had never imagined. With just one move, the young man was knocked down, and it was done with one hand. From the beginning to the end of the fight, Rong Que did not use his right hand, only his left hand.
He pinned a Qi practitioner who was a mid-level soul boy to the ground.
The young man who was pinned to the ground was even more shocked. There were many flaws in Rong Que's body, but he had no chance to attack. He only punched out, without even touching the corner of the opponent's clothes, and was subdued with one hand. If the opponent wanted to kill him,
If he loses himself, then this life no longer belongs to him.
Yan Wu's hand holding the tea cup bumped, and the tea spilled all over the floor. He almost threw the cup out. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the field with some disbelief. He had also thought that Rong Que would definitely be able to practice with the master.
With his extraordinary skills, it shouldn't be too difficult to defeat that young man. Who knows, it won't be too difficult or that simple. He will simply defeat his opponent.
Rong Que pulled the still surprised young man up from the ground, helped him dust off his body, and asked, "Is everything okay?"
The young man shook his head dully.
Rong Que smiled slightly and looked in the direction of Yan Wu. Yan Wu immediately adjusted his clothes, pretending to know that this would be the result, and nodded slightly.
Only then did everyone onlookers realize that the master had appeared, and immediately gathered around him, asking very respectful questions about attack, defense, Qigong, and practice.
The corner of Rong Que's mouth twitched and he explained to them: "I haven't started practicing qi yet, so I can't answer questions about qigong and mental repair. However, I can explain to you one by one about attack and defense."
"boom!"
Once again, they were shocked to find that this master was not a Qi practitioner. Everyone's heads were dizzy, and then several young people with quick reactions immediately started asking questions about attack and defense.
After a while, everyone started to ask questions. For a while, Rong Que didn't know whose question to answer first, so he simply said loudly: "To attack, you must kill it directly, don't be sloppy, and if you can kill with one blow, don't use two attacks."
Move, defend, move according to the opponent, and defend where you want..."
At noon, everyone went back to have lunch. Rong Que and Kuang Yuanlang walked out of the martial arts training ground and were about to go to the hall to have dinner when they saw a figure running towards them quickly. It was the young man who was pushed to the ground by Rong Que just now. He saw him
With a "bang", he knelt down in front of Rong Que and shouted: "Master! Just accept me!"
Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, then showed a clear expression, looked at Rong Que, and said: "Que'er, I'm going to eat first, you can handle it yourself." After saying that, he turned around and continued walking towards the hall.
This kneeling made Rong Que stunned. Hearing the word "master" reminded him of Kuang Yuanlang, the various things that happened in the year in the back mountain, and the way his master often led him.
When he went to a restaurant in the city, he remembered the expression on his face when he and his master were grabbing meat from a plate of food. Gradually, Rong Que's face showed a little sadness, and he thought to himself: "Master, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?"
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When the young man saw Rong Que's expression, he thought that Rong Que didn't want to accept him as his disciple. He became nervous and immediately kowtowed three more times and said, "Master, I can do anything, I can endure hardship, and I can give it to you every day from now on."
I can bring you tea and water, and I can also give you a bath and rub your back, so please accept me!"
Only then did Rong Que wake up from his memories. Looking at the young man in front of him who was older than himself, the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "I haven't practiced Qi yet, how can I be qualified to be your master? Get up quickly, don't
What a mess." He said and helped him up.
"No, if you don't want to accept me as your apprentice, I won't get up," the young man said firmly.
Rong Que scratched his head and said helplessly: "It's okay to teach you some attack skills, but there's no need to become a disciple or anything like that, right?"
The young man looked at him excitedly and said, "Once a master, always a father. Master is on top. Please bow to me as a disciple!" After saying that, he kowtowed to Rong Que a few more times.
Rong Que was speechless for a while and said, "You forced me to do this? Okay, get up and go home for dinner. Also, what's your name?"
"My name is Yan Long." The young man stood up and answered very happily.
"Oh, okay, Yan Long, please go home for dinner." Rong Cui nodded and waved for him to go back.
Yan Long responded and ran away happily.
Shaking his head, Rong Que turned and walked towards the hall.
The next day, a figure appeared in the martial arts training ground. Yan Long and Rong Que were fighting. Rong Que put his right hand behind his back and attacked Yan Long with one hand. But even so, when Yan Long released his spiritual power,
, he was still beaten by Rong Que, even defending and dodging seemed so difficult.
Everyone has been gradually attracted by the competition here, and some people have begun to imitate Rong Que's posture, trying to understand something from it, but no matter how they imitate, they all feel so awkward, and it seems that there is still a lot missing.
Something like that.
How can these young people who practice at home all day long and have never experienced a life-and-death battle experience the tension of fighting? Even Rong Que has been fighting monsters continuously in the Fire Demon Mountain Range for a month.
, I just started to realize this feeling.
"boom!"
Yan Long was knocked away again. This was the seventh time he flew out today. If Rong Que hadn't been merciful, he would have died the first time.
Standing up with some difficulty, he stood there and slowly understood the battle just now, his own shortcomings, and what improvements he needed. This was the task assigned to him by Rong Que. Every battle was a learning experience.
opportunity, learn lessons from the battle, make up for your shortcomings, and move towards a more perfect direction.