"Uncle Master, that's right." Chen Tairan rushed to answer.
"Are you the boss?" The old man tilted his head and looked at him, frowning slightly, as if he was a little puzzled, "Yuan Tong... why are you so partial, and only led you in? Since the two of them have not yet enlightened, why do you call them Why did you come to me?"
Chu Zhendong and Zhao Xiaohu were speechless.
"Uncle Master, it's like this..." Chen Tairan had already discussed the rhetoric with Zhao Yuantong, and immediately started talking non-stop. The content was nothing more than "This disciple has become disillusioned with Jianghu Dao, so I hope that this young disciple can stay safe and behave himself." And so on.
However, the last sentence suddenly stood out. Leng Buding pulled out the Iron Palm Gang and described in detail how they bullied others. Zhao Yuantong had no choice but to lick his face and come back to ask for help from his master...
"Iron Palm Gang??" The old man in gray stared wide-eyed, "His grandma is a bastard, third-rate people like the Iron Palm Gang, how dare they bare their teeth with our Xingyi Sect!??"
Upon hearing this, Chen Tairan immediately became happy. It seems that the character of Uncle Master is very different from that of ordinary old people. He is really like what Master described!~
"Yes, yes, this disciple's little effort is not worth mentioning in the eyes of you, but it is not a problem to deal with those birdmen. But in this day and age, you also know that one person cannot conquer the world with one sword. People call him A bunch of people are firing guns at random, and the disciples really have no choice."
The old man in gray clothes nodded, waved his hand and said, "You all lie down."
"Huh?" Zhao Xiaohu's eyes widened, a little confused.
"Just be obedient!" Chu Zhendong glanced at him and quickly pressed his head and lay on the ground.
"You go to bed first, come here." The old man in gray waved his hand and pulled Chen Tairan aside alone.
Without waiting for his uncle to speak, Chen Tairan took out his master's letter first. The old man in gray took it and read it again. He finally nodded and smashed the letter into powder.
"Boy, what's your name?"
"This is my uncle, my disciple's surname is Chen and his name is Tairan."
"How old?"
"Twenty-four."
The old man in gray clothes nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it seems that boy Yuantong's vision is quite vicious. It's not easy to achieve your level of skill in your twenties. If you train him well, you'll be fine." Maybe I can be relieved of my burden and truly be at ease in the mountains and rivers."
"Master, don't worry, I will do my best!" Chen Tairan immediately clapped his chest, as if he was determined to do so.
"Wait for me here." The old man in gray turned back, kicked Zhao Xiaohu and Chu Zhendong, and said in a low voice: "Listen carefully, you two. I will teach you the inner strength formula of Xingyi Sect now. If you can't meet my standards in one night, just buy a ticket and go back to Jianghuai, Yuantong will understand what I mean."
Chu Zhendong and Zhao Xiaohu had no choice but to do as they were told. Fortunately, Chen Tairan had taught them the Bone Forging Sutra early on, and they were no strangers to Dantian Qi moving around the sky and so on.
This time they really came into contact with this sect's internal energy, and the two of them entered the state very quickly. After a while, they entered a half-dream and half-awake state, and their whole bodies felt warm and comfortable.
Chen Tairan waited boredly for a long time. Suddenly, a strong wind blew over without warning!
"Hey, brat, you were very brave just now. You dared to fight with me. Come on, let's have a good show of control!"
Chen Tairan instantly felt as if his balls were shattered on the floor... Damn it! Is there any mistake? Grand-uncle, do you dare to respect your identity? Who are you? You are my great-uncle by two generations!
How can you bully people like this! Yeah, bleat...
No matter what Chen Tairan thinks, in short, the old man in gray, Zhao Bozheng, has already taken action, and he uses the eagle-shaped fist that is famous for its sharp and fierce attack!
Chen Tairan had no choice but to use the tiger-shaped fist to fight against the enemy. To be honest, he was not very good at practicing the twelve-shaped boxing. He was only slightly familiar with the tiger-shaped boxing. At this time, when he met the master of his sect, he immediately tied up his hands and feet.
, cannot be used at all.
"Crack!" Zhao Bozheng swung his five fingers into a hook, and the sharp force immediately cut open the ground. The power was no less than a chainsaw!
Chen Tairan was secretly frightened. Judging from this posture, his golden bell was of no use to others. As long as he was attacked, it would be just one word: Stop!
The problem is, the old man's palms are splitting palms, and his punches are volleying punches. Just like his invisible sword energy, the attack range is too large and it is really difficult to dodge.
If the opponent was a warrior with supernatural powers, Chen Tairan might find an opportunity to engage in hand-to-hand combat, but facing a master of Xingyi... let's just forget about it and just pretend it doesn't happen.
"Boy, I heard what you just said, you are good with a gun?" Zhao Bo was fighting for a while and suddenly stopped his hand.
"Huh?" Chen Tairan responded subconsciously, a little confused.
"You must have something on you, right? Come on, shoot at me." Zhao Bo stood proudly with his hands behind his back and closed his eyes, as if he didn't care at all.
"This..." Chen Tairan was worried and a little hesitant.
"Cum when I tell you to!"
"Yes!" Chen Tairan stopped scratching his head and held the Tiger Roar pistol in his hand instantly. He raised his hand and fired two shots.
Zhao Bo opened his eyes suddenly, and his hands suddenly drew two lines of energy. Following his movements, a faint dragon roar sounded, piercing the sky...
But seeing the sparks flying, Zhao Bo was safe and sound, his expression still extremely calm.
"This..." Chen Tairan's eyes widened.
"What? Is there any problem?" Zhao Bozheng chuckled and said: "The form and the mind are connected internally, through the meridians, and externally through nature. When you realize the supreme wonder, one pair of hands is a magical weapon, so why be afraid?"
What firearm?”
After hearing these words, Chen Tairan's blood suddenly boiled, but at the same time he felt a little disapproving.
It is true that Uncle Shi's kung fu is extremely high, even higher than the crazy monk who taught him his skills, but the old man is an old man after all. He has not been exposed to modern warfare and does not know the power of high-tech weapons.
But then again, if there is a person who is not only proficient in various modern weapons, but also has skills that exceed human physiological limits, then... wouldn't it be a BUG-like existence!!
Chen Tairan suddenly discovered that he seemed to have... great potential in this area!~
The training is still going on. Zhao Bozheng's method of teaching martial arts is very rough. It means fighting and actual combat. Although Chen Tairan will not die, he will still have to suffer some pain.
The whole night, Chen Tairan spent the torture of being beaten repeatedly, vaguely feeling like he had gone back to the past and suffered under the hands of his master Zhao Yuantong and the crazy monk...
