Chapter 5 Weird Old Man

Seeing this mysterious place, Qiao Yun shivered a few times and glanced at the boundless desert, let alone people? Isn't there even a mouse? Qiao Yun cursed secretly, "Damn, is this old guy here to fool me?"

"Do you have any upbringing? Did your father teach you this little bastard to scold the old man? I don't respect the old and love the young at all. The old voice came to mind again and again.

Qiao Yun looked around but still didn't see anyone and shouted, "Where are you? Why didn't I see you?"

"Ouch, you little guy want to deafen the old man's ears. I'm right in front of you. What you see now is just a fantasy.

"Fantasy? Why am I in a fantasy? So how can we get rid of the fantasy? Qiao Yun quickly asked.

"Close your eyes, your heart is like water, and use the power of your soul to feel any fluctuations here."

According to what he said, Qiao Yun closed his eyes and sensed it with his soul. This world is full of powerful fluctuating energy, which seems to be imprisoned by a lot of energy.

"What a powerful energy. Any one of these energies is more powerful than the old immortal guy of Douluo College." Qiao Yun took a breath of cold air.

"What a powerful soul power. Well, you are lucky that you dare to practice such a domineering skill. You are lucky not to die.

Qiao Yun suddenly opened his eyes and saw a light figure floating in mid-air. His old face, especially his two long white eyebrows could be used to make a rope. A pair of old eyes looked at himself curiously.

Qiao Yun swallowed the foam and asked, "Who the hell are you?" Why are you here?"

The old man laughed and said, "It doesn't matter who I am? Who is the old immortal you just mentioned? Is he awesome?"

Qiao Yun looked at the old man in the air with black eyes and nodded heavily, "That immortal is Luo Feng, the dean of Douluo College. The strong man who has broken through the eighth level, even the king of the New Orchid Kingdom will respect him three points."

The old man poked two long whiskers and said, "Tsk, tut, it's amazing, the figure who has reached the peak of the Kaiyuan mainland. Hey hey. But in my eyes, he is not even as good as bullshit. I'm afraid it's easier to pinch him than to kill an ant.

Qiao Yun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and didn't even pay attention to Luo Feng. Is this old man a madman?

You should know that on the Kaiyuan continent, there are only a few strong people who can reach the peak of the eighth level, and even the king of the kingdom will please them if they are respected by tens of thousands of people. However, in the eyes of this old man, these eighth-level peak strong men are not enough for him **, and this joke is too big. No wonder Qiao Yun thinks the old man is a madman.

"Huh, what's your look? Don't believe what I said? Look--." With that, the old man's finger shot a fighting spirit at the tip of a big stone at the same time.

"Finger stimulates fighting spirit--" Qiao Yun exclaimed, you should know that even the strong at the peak of the eighth level on Kaiyuan mainland dare not use their fingers to urge fighting spirit, because there is only one result of this, that is, their fingers will be broken by the strong fighting spirit.

The old man in front of him could easily use his fingers to stimulate his fighting spirit. Qiao Yun couldn't even imagine it.

The fighting spirit sank into the big stone, but it was still intact.

Damn it, this old man dares to fool me like this. Qiao Yun couldn't wait to rush to beat the old man.

The old man also saw Qiao Yun's mind and said angrily, "Little thing, you are looking at this stone."

When he looked at this big stone, it had turned into a pile of powder. Qiao Yun was so shocked that even his chin almost fell to the ground and sighed; "Murder is silent and invisible."

The old man poked the two long white whiskers and laughed, "Little thing, you should believe it now. No one can be my enemy in the whole Kaiyuan continent.

Qiao Yun suddenly respected the old man and said with a flattering smile, "Grandpa, you are so awesome. The younger generation is admirable. Please be worshipped by the younger generation.

I saw this guy's small thoughts at a glance and said with a smile, "Little thing, do you want to worship me as a teacher? It's okay to worship a teacher, but promise me one thing to help me kill someone.

"Can you kill someone?" Qiao Yun fell into meditation. This old man is so powerful that he can't even kill him. Isn't he going to die in vain?

"Who are you going to kill? Is he awesome? Qiao Yun asked in a hurry.

The old man seemed to remember the past and sighed; "Millen years have passed, and I'm afraid he has surpassed me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been destroyed, leaving only my soul.

Qiao Yun jumped up directly and scolded, "Are you old man here to fool me? Let me kill someone better than you?"

"What's more, I didn't even step into the threshold of the fighter. How can I help you kill?"

The old man laughed and said, "Little thing, don't be so impulsive, and don't be so inferior. Didn't I tell you just now that there is nothing impossible in this world? Only you have a perseverance that will never fail, and it is not impossible to become a respected peak strong man. What's more, if you become my apprentice, I can't get mixed up with you.

Qiao Yun rubbed his little hands and asked with a smile, "Master, do you have a way to change my fate?"

The old man's head shook like a rattle and laughed jokingly; "No, everyone's system is born and can't be changed. If you practice martial arts, you may have something to do.

"The martial arts practitioners..." Qiao Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The old man patiently enlightened; "Young people, don't do this kind of 'racial discrimination'. Warriors have the benefits of warriors, and fighters have the benefits of fighters. They have their own strengths. Oh, by the way, what kind of skills did you just practice that made you so embarrassed?

The old man's cultivation was profound, and Qiao Yun did not hide his honest answer; "I just practiced family skills; collapsed flames."

"The collapse of the flame..., this skill is very strange. This kind of skill is very harsh, and ordinary people who practice it will only die in the end. If you can break through that layer of diaphragm..." The old man took a cold breath.

Qiao Yun was stared. The collapse of the flame was a taboo for the family. How could this old man know so much?

A feverish joy flashed in the old man's eyes and said with a smile, "Little thing, come and worship your teacher."

Qiao Yun was surprised that this old man was really elusive. He didn't say much and respectfully saluted the old man.

The old man asked, "Little thing, my name is Xing Tian. What's your name?"

"Qiao Yun."

"Little thing, have you heard of the fighter?"

"Gator?" Qiao Yun shook his head and asked, "Master, are you talking about a great fighter?"