Two hundred and fourteenth card: Greetings to Master!
Han Ming secretly smiled in his heart. This uncle's fighting skills are not inferior to his master Li Xiaotian. The fastest novel update [ ]()
The soil particles in front of you are an extremely powerful proof.
You know, the peak state of martial arts is all about breaking.
When the enemy attacks, you can instantly predict all the enemy's attack routes and escape routes in advance.
And influence it to eliminate all its attack routes one by one, leaving only the one you want.
This uncle's move was not to defeat his own moves.
Instead, he set up his position and allowed himself to break through.
You know, if you set up your position in advance, you will be in a bad situation.
What's more, the attack routes are ever-changing, and he can have at least 3,000 attack routes.
But the soil particles released by the uncle were only a few dozen.
In this way, isn't this giving yourself a huge advantage?
With this thought in his mind, Han Ming began to judge the direction of the soil particles.
The result is that the more I look at it, the more surprised I am!
These dozens of small soil particles actually blocked all his attack routes.
How is this possible!??
Han Ming was horrified and thought, I haven't made a move yet, how could he defeat my move before I made a move?
It would be better if I put down my physical skills and let him break it.
This uncle is unfathomable...
Then I thought, my uncle's intention is to block my attack route.
His offensive moves have turned into defensive moves.
Give me such a huge advantage to take advantage of. If I can't break it, I will inevitably ruin the reputation of my master Li Xiaotian.
Damn it! Your offensive moves turn into defensive moves, can’t I turn defensive moves into offensive moves?
You asked me to attack, but I refused to attack. I treated your defensive moves as offensive moves.
Then he smiled slightly, put the middle and index fingers of his right hand together and drew them parallel in front of him.
A frozen sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
His body dashed left and right, blocking all the attack routes of the soil particles.
The uncle's smile became brighter and brighter, and he clapped his hands in the air repeatedly, and dozens of palm winds hit him.
You must know that the soil particles are dead and will not change in the middle of the move. However, when the palm wind hits them, they will naturally change.
What's more, these dozens of palm winds are intertwined with each other, constantly colliding with each other and changing their routes.[]
Its changes are extremely difficult to judge.
Han Ming took a deep breath, the old man was really powerful!
The long sword flew in his hand, and the dirt particles kept flying randomly.
Neither of them touched each other. They were fighting each other in the air. The scene looked extremely weird.
Sister Yang was dumbfounded as she looked at it, thinking that this is all right!??
To an outsider, Han Ming and the two of them looked like children throwing mud, and they threw it extremely inaccurately.
But the woman could see some clues, and the horror in her heart was beyond words.
This brat was actually able to fight against his master for so long...
The more Han Ming fought, the more frightened he became. He said, "I'm done. This old guy is too powerful and I can't stop him!"
If you continue like this, you will definitely lose miserably.
At that moment, my mind was spinning rapidly, and a very despicable trick came to my mind.
Open your mouth.
"I spat!"
A mouthful of spit flew directly towards the uncle.
"Ah, scum! Despicable villain!" The woman looked on and couldn't help but curse.
The uncle was suddenly stunned. Instead of being angry, he shed two lines of tears.
Apparently Han Ming's behavior reminded him of his old friend Li Xiaotian.
He sighed: "What a good boy, you actually know how to disturb my mind.
That’s all, no more fighting.”
He stopped while speaking.
Han Ming turned his left palm up and slashed diagonally down with his right palm.
The water snake was shaken into the sky, and the teacup that had fallen to the ground flew back again.
He grabbed the teacup, poured the tea in, stepped sideways to his uncle, knelt down on one knee, and served the tea.
"Nephew Han Ming, give me tea for my uncle!"
The old man laughed twice in relief, took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.
Han Ming chuckled and said it was done!
After the uncle drank the tea, he looked at Han Ming carefully up and down for a while.
Then he said: "Okay...ok...
Brother Li finally has a successor, and he can rest in peace.
You are a good boy. Not only are you agile, you are also smart and witty. You know how to use it flexibly, and you have also joined in the mental battle.
Not bad, not bad.
My name is Gu Taoran, and I am more than two hundred years older than your master Li Xiaotian, so it is natural for you to call me uncle.[ ]"
Han Ming hurriedly smiled and said: "I have heard that the master mentioned you, old man, and he was full of praise for you.
I admire you so much, I have the chance to meet you today, and I will perform my filial piety at your knees. This is also a great blessing."
Gu Taoran laughed: "Don't say nice things. That guy Li Xiaotian will definitely not say anything nice about me.
But I really like you, this guy. It's a pity, it's a pity.
If I could have met you in advance, you would have become my favorite disciple."
Han Ming proudly made a victory gesture to Sister Yang.
Sister Yang immediately stopped daring and pouted: "Master, why do you talk like this? I work very hard too."
Gu Taoran laughed: "Yes, you are very good, you are very good too."
Seeing that the time was almost up, Han Ming hurriedly took off the huge wooden box behind him: "Uncle Gu, this is a little thought from this junior."
Gu Taoran nodded slightly: "It's good if you have this heart. Ri...um...Yang'er, take it."
Han Ming secretly laughed in his heart. In this heaven, within the scope of the Holy Holy See, the conversation between the two people was quite ancient. It was really weird.
At the same time, he also knew that by not opening the box in front of Gu Taoran, he must have saved a huge amount of face for himself.
What kind of good stuff can I, a poor boy, take out? If I open it, it will turn out to be a shabby thing.
It was inevitable that the jealous Sister Yang would ridicule her.
Immediately he said: "Uncle, you might as well take it apart and take a look. Although this weapon is not a peerless magic weapon, it still took a lot of thought from this junior."
"Oh? Even so, I have to take a look."
Gu Taoran obviously still didn't take this gift seriously, but it was just a filial piety to take care of Han Ming.
Sister Yang curled her lips: "What good thing could it be."
With that said, he opened the box and revealed the huge battle ax inside.
Suddenly, a majestic aura that split the sky and split the earth surged out, straight into the nine heavens!!
The woman was so shocked that she took a few steps back and almost dropped the box to the ground.
Gu Taoran's eyes widened even more, and he rushed forward and took out the box of civil war axes.
Looking at the battle ax with your eyes, you feel like you are in a strange world.
It was as if I was witnessing the battle ax falling from the sky, chopping the whole world into pieces.
When it encounters mountains, landslides occur; when it encounters water, the water breaks off and is chopped down from top to bottom, even the space collapses.
An aura of vicissitudes of life emerged that permeated the world. Holding the battle ax in his hand, he almost had the urge to destroy the world.
It’s like I have an ax in my hand, the sky is vast and the earth is vast, I can hire you!
Especially the feeling coming from the weird runes on the ax blade.
It seems that this ax is not in a static state, but is always in a state of charge.
The world is being destroyed invisibly at all times, and the majestic and vast void space crazily pours out from the cracks.
It even sucks people's hearts into it.
Gu Taoran held the battle ax in his hand, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement.
“Good…good…good…good!! Good!!!!!”
The old man said hello five times in a row, but he could not take his eyes away from the battle axe.
It seemed that he was afraid that someone would suddenly rush out and snatch this rare treasure away.
The woman couldn't believe her eyes. She covered her mouth with her right hand and couldn't take her eyes away from the tomahawk.
Han Ming smiled in his heart, it seemed that all his hard work was indeed in vain.
He didn't bother him at the moment and let the two of them spend ten minutes in shock.
Gu Taoran took a deep breath, as if he had even forgotten to breathe when he was looking at the battle ax just now.
"This, this thing..."
Gu Taoran opened his mouth, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.
Han Mingxin said that Uncle Gu must be concerned about the face of his elders and did not want to accept such a heavy gift.
He immediately said: "No matter how precious this thing is, it is still dead in the end.
The ultimate thing in the world is love.
There is no need to elaborate on the friendship between you and my master.
And as a junior, it is a great opportunity to meet my master's old friend.
Compared with love, this weapon is nothing.
Uncle Gu, just accept it.
I gave you a weapon, but you gave me a love.
In this way, I still earned it."
Gu Taoran laughed loudly when he heard this and patted Han Ming on the shoulder several times.
"What a boy, what a boy! You really win my heart!!
Not bad, not bad!! I’m starting to envy Brother Li now.
I don’t know where this old boy found such a good disciple like you.
The more I watch it, the more I like it. Come and have a chat with Master Gu."
After saying that, he put the tomahawk back into the box, handed it to Sister Yang, and then took Han Ming back to sit cross-legged under the flower tree.
Sister Yang looked at Han Ming in surprise for a long time and said to herself that I had seen this guy's battle ax before.
When I fought him in the Xingyu family territory, I saw him taking it out.
But the tomahawks at that time were completely different from the tomahawks of today.
Could it be that this kid did something to the tomahawk?
But how could he accomplish such a marvelous design in just five days?
Not to mention five days, even if you give him five years or five hundred years, it would be extremely amazing to be able to do it.
Maybe...maybe this battle ax is not the same as the one I met that day.
"Sigh... With Brother Li's cultivation, he wouldn't have ended his lifespan so early.
I know a little bit about him.
Brother Li once had a son. For his son, Brother Li devoted his whole life to it.
Originally, even I admired his genius.
It's a pity, it's a pity that although the two of us cherish each other, we are taking two completely different paths.
My talent is not as good as his, but in the end I never gave up on my cultivation.
His talent was stronger than mine, but he resolutely joined the world of mortals, and ended up in such a miserable end.
Not even a single deceased descendant.
This is really a trick of fate, what a great talent, just wasted like this."
Gu Taoran naturally felt sad when talking about Li Xiaotian.
Han Ming also looked sad, saying that his master had taught me all his skills, but I had never done anything for him.
I didn't even ask about his dead son, let alone help him realize his dream of resurrecting his son.
Although the master had plotted against me from beginning to end, in the end he sacrificed himself to save my life.
Thinking of this, Han Ming's eyes also turned red.
I can always meet all kinds of noble people to help me, and I will never be able to repay their kindness to me in my lifetime.
But ask yourself, am I, Han Ming, really worthy of the deep affection I have for them?
I often take it as my duty to save the people in the world, but I can't even protect the people closest to me, and they all leave one by one.
Am I failing them?
Maybe……
Maybe from the moment I chose to embark on this road of no return, I was destined to let go of many things that I couldn't let go of.