Chapter 101: Accepting disciples (three chapters first, depending on the situation)
Looking at the strong young man walking towards him on the broad road, Jin Wen's lips slightly raised, revealing a subtle smile of surprise.
"Heaven will never stop the soldiers of Wei!"
"He is another excellent young man who practices external martial arts. Although he is not as good as A Yuan, his physical and mental aptitude is much stronger than A Qing and Xiaomei."
"The more seeds there are, the more the inheritance of Wei Wuzu can be passed on."
He has decided that as long as there is nothing wrong with this guy, he will accept him as his direct disciple.
Wave your left hand gently.
Behind him, a soldier trotted away to investigate the origins of the sturdy young man.
Jin Wen regained his expressionless look and walked forward steadily. As the two sides approached each other, the contrast in body shape became more obvious.
The Wushuang ghost, who was much stronger and taller than ordinary people, stood near General Jin Wen, and was compared to a skinny dwarf with malnutrition.
"So tall, so strong...!"
Wushuang Ghost raised his head and looked at the strange white-haired old man standing in front of him.
I felt a sense of shock and wonder in my heart.
That tall and muscular body stood in front of him, blocking the light from the sky like a wall and casting a large shadow in front of him.
Even though he was wearing armor, he still couldn't hide his tall and strong muscles.
He looked down at his arms, then looked up at the white-haired old man in front of him, and suddenly a strange illusion occurred in his heart.
"It turns out...I'm so thin...!"
"Little brother, where are you from?" General Jin Wen tried his best to put on a friendly expression, but that face was really far from friendly, and still had a hint of arrogance and ferocity.
But Wushuanggui doesn't care about other people's looks.
At this time, his mind was full of doubts, and he had no idea what the strong, white-haired old man was saying. He was babbling and couldn't understand what he was saying.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yan Lingji sitting on his left shoulder.
"What did the old man say just now?"
"He asked where you are from. Don't say anything, let me do it." Yan Lingji communicated with Wushuang Ghost in Vietnamese and was about to speak to the white-haired old man in Wei.
Then she heard the white-haired old man make a surprised sound.
"The one from Baiyue?"
"That's just right. My second disciple is also from Baiyue. Maybe you will have something in common to talk about in the future."
Just then.
The former soldiers returned and whispered the news they found to Jin Wen.
After Jin Wen finished listening, a look of satisfaction immediately appeared on his face, and his kind smile became more amiable. He lowered his head to look at the strong young man and began to introduce himself.
"I am the great general of the Wei State and the current leader of the Pijia Sect, Jin Wen."
"Your physical and mental qualifications are not bad. I want to accept you as my direct disciple. Are you willing?"
Wushuanggui opened his eyes wide, and looked at each other stupidly and Jin Wen, their big eyes staring at each other.
Anyway, he couldn't understand a word.
When Yan Lingji on her shoulder heard these words, she was slightly surprised and murmured to herself: "He is actually the master of the Armored Sect, the most powerful external martial arts sect in the world."
"If Wushuang joins the Armored Sect, he will become his disciple."
"Then with the unparalleled physical and mental qualifications, coupled with the armor-piercing skill of the Armor-Pier Sect, which is passed down all over the world, I will definitely become much stronger than I am now, and I will also have a good helper who is trustworthy."
After thinking about some things.
Yan Lingji immediately explained to Wushuang Ghost in Vietnamese: "This person is Jin Wen, the master of the Armored Sect, and he wants to accept you as his direct disciple."
"If you can join the Armor Sect and learn the armor skill, you will definitely become stronger. When the time comes, you will have greater confidence in going to South Korea to rescue your master."
When mentioning the matter of rescuing his master Tianze, Wushuang Ghost immediately nodded in approval.
Shout loudly to Jin Wen.
"I do!"
It's a pity that General Jin Wen doesn't know the Baiyue language very well.
He was able to identify it because his second disciple, Si Yuan, came from Baiyue. He had heard a lot and had a rough understanding of the Vietnamese language.
But let him have a proficient daily conversation and communication, so forget it.
Seeing this situation, Yan Lingji took the initiative to act as a temporary translator for the two of them, and explained to Jin Wen: "Wushuang said that he is willing to become your disciple and join the Armored Sect."
"Your name is Wushuang?" Upon hearing this, Jin Wen looked at Wushuang Ghost carefully for a moment and praised: "If I had never met A Yuan before, you would be worthy of being unparalleled in the world with your naturally strong muscles and bones."
"Let's go, follow me back to the Armored Gate."
Wushuang Ghost didn't know why, so he had to look at Yan Lingji again.
"Follow him and learn martial arts from his master." Yan Lingji reminded in a low voice. Wushuang Ghost nodded silently and followed the white-haired old man towards the armored door.
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At the same moment, inside the armored door.
Dianqing held two heavy-duty door panel kitchen knives in his hands, widened his watery eyes, and carefully looked at the figure standing in front of him.
The muscles and bones are as strong as those of ferocious beasts, and the muscles all over the body are bulging high, as if they were made of bronze and steel.
On the surface of the skin, there are even more dark lines appearing, just like natural tattoo patterns, with a hint of primitive and wild charm.
Her head is full of smooth black hair, hanging freely on her back, reaching to her knees.
Occasionally it floats high with the wind, like clouds and mist.
The face is as sharp as a knife and an axe, and the lines are extremely smooth and natural. Although it is still a little immature, it already possesses a masculine and cold demeanor.
Paired with those weird eyes.
The figure as a whole looks full of evil, as if it were a demon coming out of hell.
"Second Junior Brother, it turns out it's really you!"
Dianqing's eyes widened in disbelief.
There was a look of surprise on his face.
"Why have you changed so much? Senior brother, I thought some bold thief had sneaked into the armored door and was about to capture you."
"My body is now in the stage of growth and development. I haven't seen it for ten months. Isn't it normal for it to change a lot?" Si Yuan chuckled, and suddenly pointed at the blurred pattern of the extremely tough life mark on his skin, smiling.
Asked: "How is it, senior brother, junior brother, my tattoos look good, right?"
"How does it compare to the tattoos you have?"
"Fancy." Dianqing muttered, suddenly thought of something, and grinned: "Come, second junior brother, let me test your current cultivation achievements, senior brother."
The words in his mouth have not been finished yet.
The two kitchen knives on the door panel that were held tightly in his hands were crossed and slapped towards Si Yuan.
"Senior Brother, you are obviously jealous that my tattoo looks better than yours, so you took the opportunity to take revenge!"
"If you can, throw away the two kitchen knives in your hands."
Si Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and clenched his fists, hitting the kitchen knives on the door panel from both sides.
"Boom...!"
The fist collided violently with the metal, and an extremely dull and obvious metal collision sound was heard. The two soon struggled into a ball.