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All night, the old man taught Ye Wuque the preliminary knowledge about cultivation, and went to the Xuan-level warrior.

The cultivation level is from low to high, which is the acquired small star realm, the acquired big star realm, the innate realm, the yellow-level warrior, the mysterious-level warrior, and there are even more advanced realms later. However, the old man did not mention it to him, but let Ye Wuque reach that level before understanding.

"I didn't expect that there is so much knowledge in my practice. I really thank you for your teaching tonight. I am so grateful." Ye Wuque thanked him sincerely. Others may not be willing to teach Ye Wuque's knowledge.

The old man did not comment. In fact, with such shallow knowledge, Ye Wuque could find anyone who practiced this path to understand, of course, not Xiong Yang.

Ye Wuque didn't sleep all night, but he was in good spirits and didn't feel tired at all.

It has been a day now, and there are 24 hours left, Li Shengnan has to release himself. There is no evidence to accuse Ye Wuque of the case. He can't be detained in the detention room all the time.

"Old man, why did you come in for?" Ye Wuque did not question what the old man had done, but for what he was doing. There is a big difference between the two, one is active and the other is passive.

When the old man heard this, he seemed to remember a past that he couldn't bear to look back on, and there was a hint of chill in his deep eyes.

The person who can force the old man to enter the detention room and suffer a lot is extremely powerful.

After pondering for a while, the old man felt relieved and said slowly: "I used to have an enemy. In order to resolve our grudges, I decided to use one move as a bet. If I can't bear it, I must stay in the detention center for ten years. But I was unwilling to give up. At that time, we agreed that ten years later, our respective disciples would compete again."

The old man gritted his teeth and looked a bit cruel. It seemed that he really had a terrible grudge with the other party.

Ye Wuque thought that the strength between experts should be very strong. If it is a desperate fight, it is very likely to cause both losses and losses. It is reasonable to use one move to determine the outcome, but it seems a bit too far for this generation to continue the grudges to the next generation.

"So how long is it to be the ten-year agreement?"

The old man raised his head, as if he was calculating how long the ten-year agreement would be, constantly pinching his gray beard.

Ye Wuque couldn't help but feel ashamed. Did this old man take this bet seriously and even forgot the date. Isn't that bad that his disciple came to him?

The old man thought for a long time, finally patted his head suddenly and shouted, "By the way, this year is exactly the tenth year. According to the agreement, our disciples will have to compete this year."

Ye Wuque shrugged his shoulders. Other people's grievances have nothing to do with him. Let's just listen to the story. However, he also wants to see what kind of scene, tricks and power of the master's disciples will be, so that he can use it as a reference.

First of all, this old man is so strong that if he can maintain a good relationship with him, he might be able to help himself in the future, just establish a relationship with the old man's disciple.

"Old man, senior, congratulations on going out now, there is no need to stay in this place." Ye Wuque said flatteringly.

"What a shame, I'm so embarrassed when I go out now." The old man shouted in anger, walking around the house, looking very worried.

Ye Wuque couldn't understand that the old man was also a paradise after all, and he should be extraordinary. How could he care about the eyes of the outside world and ask in a tentative question: "Senior, are you worried that your disciples will not be as good as your mortal enemy?"

"It's not that I'm worried that I can't compare to it. I don't have any disciples at all." The old man was so anxious that he sat on the bed, his eyes were scattered, but he didn't seem to be really worried about this.

Ye Wuque changed his vision of the old man again. He lost to his enemy back then, not to mention how strong your strength was, but later he agreed that the disciples would decide the winner. You are so good that you didn’t even accept the disciples. Could it be that he thought that he would come on stage and bully the small ones with the big ones?

If the old man had such bad intentions, it would be a shame.

Ye Wuque couldn't get involved, so he would rather stay out of it and said, "Senior, with your peerless cultivation, go out and find a genius to teach well for a year. I believe that he can also cultivate a powerful disciple."

Even Ye Wuque felt hypocritical in this kind of comforting words. In just one year, it would be a dream to cultivate a disciple who could be comparable to others for ten years.

Unless there is a miracle in the world, the other party has not accepted disciples.

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Wuque. His bright eyes seemed to have conspiracy.

"Boy, I think you have good qualifications. Of course, there is still a big gap compared to many geniuses. However, with the help of me for a year, you may be able to upgrade to a mysterious warrior, and by then you will be able to barely catch up with the cultivation speed of geniuses."

"Ah, senior, I want me to take the challenge on your disciple?" Ye Wuque thought, no wonder he was willing to teach himself so many things last night. It turned out that he had something else to ask for, and he was afraid he would lead him into the game step by step.

Ye Wuqueduan is not a foolish person if he wants to be a gun for no reason. If the old man asks him for something, he has to get some benefits.

"Senior, it is my honor to be able to contribute to you, but you also know that my cultivation has always been at the innate realm. Unless you really have a way to improve my strength within one year, I will not be able to defeat the other party even if I really fight for you, and I will eventually lose my face."

"Hmph, haven't I told you? With me here, I guarantee that you can reach the Xuan-level warrior within one year."

Ye Wuque was worried about where to find someone to guide him in his practice. The disadvantages of not having a master are also very big. When there is a problem with his own practice, he cannot find someone to check it out.

On one hand, there is the temptation of the Xuan-level warrior, and on the other hand, there is a fight with others. It is worth it no matter how you calculate this.

It would be strange if Ye Wuque didn't agree to such a good deal, and it would be difficult for him to be killed by lightning.

"Senior, okay, I reluctantly agree to you, but I don't guarantee that I will win. I can only say that I will do my best." Ye Wuque deliberately left a way out. If he loses at that time, he doesn't have to bear too much responsibility.

The old man nodded with a smile, stroking his beard and staring at Ye Wuque, as if he was looking at a treasure.

Ye Wuque always felt that the old man was hiding something from him, but he had nothing to let the other party peek at.

"Ye Wuque, someone is here to visit you. Now you are ready and come out soon." A noise sounded outside, probably from the police officer in the detention room.

It turned out that someone came to find Ye Wuque, who should be the subordinate of the Xingchen Gang, so Ye Wuque informed the old man and then left the detention room.
Chapter completed!