Chapter 113 Fighting Martial Arts

If the old man is arrogant and coaxed, the promise is still understandable. But the old man suddenly kept a low profile, and the promise was a little difficult to adapt.

"Surprise, what surprise are you going to give me?" Promised to ask curiously.

The old man didn't say anything and mysteriously hooked his finger at the promise and motioned him to go over. The old man was so mysterious that the promise was even more curious, but he still guarded against the old man. For the old man's sinister, the promise has been learned.

Looking at the promise carefully protecting the bowl of wolf meat for fear of robbing him, the old man couldn't help contempt the promise. He said with a little dissatisfaction, "Are you so defensive against me, a lovely old man, as if I would eat you?"

"Didn't people say that the intention of harming others is indispensable and the intention of preventing others is indispensable? Tell me, what kind of surprise is it?" Promise was just interested in this and hurriedly changed the topic and asked.

The old man took a sip of paste, then sorted out the bird hair on his head, and then said mysteriously, "This is about Xiang'er."

"Xiang'er, is there anything wrong with her memory?" Promise asked in a hurry.

"Well, let's talk about it after breakfast." The old man began to sell his way. After saying that, he carefully tasted the paste in his bowl.

"Hey, old man, I'll give you some wolf meat, just tell me." Promise began to seduce the old man with delicious food.

What I didn't think of was that the old man glanced at the wolf meat in the promised bowl and then said solemnly, "Old people like me should eat more light food, but big fish and big meat are not good."

"You're taking my words to run me, aren't you?" Promise narrowed his eyes and looked at the calm old man.

"Ha, this is called cause and result. If you can squeeze me with my words, can't I squeeze you with your words?" The old man gave a slanted promise and continued to drink the paste attentively.

Promise that if you ask the old man now, you can't ask why. Instead, you will find a chance to 'retaliate' by this cunning old man. Therefore, he promised to choose a very wise way, which is to quickly finish the stewed wolf meat in the bowl, and then squat beside the old man and look at him like this.

Generally speaking, if you are focusing on one thing, such as eating or typing, and being looked at by another person, you will feel uncomfortable. However, the promise was wrong again this time. He underestimated the thickness of the old man's face. Even if Xu promised to look at him like that, the old man still drank the paste leisurely and slowly, as if he was eating some delicious food in the world. However, it is the first time that the old man has eaten such a special thing, or he hasn't eaten such a thing for a long time, and the promised craftsmanship is still good.

Until Ling Xianger finished breakfast, the old man was still drinking slowly and tasting slowly. If the old man knows some poems, he may give up a few poems. Now he is obviously looking at the promise. The old man thought to himself that he had been so rude to himself before. From then on, there was a promise that he would rather provoke villains than be afraid of hypocrites, but not offend the obscene old man.

As the saying goes: unity is strength, and people collect firewood and flames high, or the charm of beautiful women is endless. These words are all right, at least it's right on the old man. Because Ling Xianger also squatted down and looked at the old man, he drank the remaining half of the bowl of paste in the bowl in one breath. It was so fast that it was completely different.

After drinking the paste, the old man still ignored the promise and said to Ling Xianger, "Hey, apprentice, what's the matter with you? Why do you look at the teacher like this?"

After listening to the old man's words, he promised to come to another conclusion that the way to deal with the obscene old man was to do what he liked.

"It's okay, just have a look." Ling Xianger said lightly. After saying that, she blinked her beautiful eyes at Promise, and then went for a walk. The meaning was self-evident.

The promise couldn't help laughing and thought to himself: It turned out that pure girls used tricks, which was even more unpreventable.

The old man looked at Ling Xianger's back, then sighed and said, "It's really a woman. Women are always looking at young and handsome men. Thinking about how beautiful my old man was in those years, how handsome he was, how romantic he was, and the jade tree was facing the wind..."

"Stop, stop, don't say anything before, you have already claimed to be an old man. No matter how handsome you are, it's the past. No matter how romantic it is, you are powerless. Yushu Linfeng has also become an old tree withered root." In the face of the old man's chatter, he promised to say the fact that the old man would never admit.

Hearing Xu Yu's words, the old man couldn't help but stop. He grabbed Xu Yu's hands and said sadly, "You also know the suffering of an old man. You also know that I have the ability, but you can't find a descendant. You know that a great old man has the ability. The sadness of being buried in the loess, you know..."

"Okay, okay, I know all right, all right." Promise to stop this old man who is going to talk endlessly. However, the old man's endless chatter couldn't help but remind him of a person, who was also chattering, as if he had endless words.

"Since you know everything, can you be my apprentice?" The old man looked at Promise with hopeful eyes, which could soften ordinary people.

"I can understand your suffering, but I still can't be your disciple, because your facts are too bad." How could the promise not know? It's just the old man's pretentious behavior. How could he be fooled?

"You stinky boy, you look down on me so much, don't you?" The old man suddenly jumped up, pointed to the promise and roared.

Xu Yu also stood up, gently patted the old man on the shoulder, and then said with regret, "It's not that I look down on you, it's that you are too poor. You really can't teach any good disciples."

"Hum, that's what you said. There are still almost two years left, which is the 'fighting martial arts festival' of all the barbarians in the north. At that time, the disciples I taught will defeat you. Don't regret it." The old man said angrily.

"Oh, what's the matter with this martial arts festival?" Presumably, for the old man's bold words, the promise is more interested in what he called the 'fighting martial arts festival', because the promise is a martial artist.

"This martial arts festival is a grand festival held every four years. All able barbarian tribes will participate in the festival. The most striking thing is that the warriors of various tribes will compete in martial arts competitions, and the final winner will receive the title of 'Brave', which is a great honor." The old man said with a little yearning.

"About two years? What time is it?" Hearing what the old man said about two years, he couldn't help remembering the letter Ruolan gave him, where the agreed time was also two years.

"Well... it's almost a year and ten months like this." The old man calculated and said.

"Well, in this case, I will stay here for two years. At that time, whether Xiang'er's memory has recovered or not, I will take her away. However, your apprentice should not be able to beat me. I can see that Buck's qualifications are not very good, and I will make progress in two years. Promise said confidently. Since he took the red yinyang grass, he can feel his own changes.

"Who said he let Buck defeat you? I know he can't beat you, even if he tries harder." The old man understands this truth very well. Some things can't be achieved by hard work alone.

"Do you have any better disciples besides Buck?" Promise looked at the old man with a little suspicion.

"Of course, and you still know this person." The old man said to the promise and raised his eyebrows.

"Is it difficult for you to say Xiang'er? It's impossible. She can't do any martial arts. The promise said affirmatively.

"What's impossible? She is a martial arts wizard I've never seen before." The old man said excitedly.

"Why didn't I find martial arts wizards before?" The promise is even stranger.

"She may not have been before, but now she is, because she took the yin and yang grass, you should also feel your own change. I can say that the seven successful effects of the yin and yang grass have been obtained by Xianger, and she has been a martial arts genius since then." The old man laughed.