In the past, Xu Qing would definitely have used his master's support to fly up, but now he could only stand there holding the big turtle in his hand and smile bitterly. It seemed that he could no longer hide his loss of inner strength.
Wang Tiangang walked up to Xu Qing with a sullen face, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and a ray of soft inner energy poured in along the veins. His two thick brows suddenly knitted together. The inner palace was empty and he couldn't feel the existence of any inner energy.
, San Gong! A thunderous sound exploded in his mind, causing him to tremble all over, loosen his palms and stagger back a few steps.
Xu Qing quickly threw the soft-shell turtle in his hand to Wang Chao behind him, walked to the master's side in a few steps, and whispered: "Master, some things will not be explained clearly for a while. Let's find a place to sit down and slow down."
Chat slowly."
Wang Tiangang glanced at Xu Qing, gritted his teeth and nodded. He knew in his heart how painful it was for a peak warrior to lose his martial arts. The good disciple's mood at this time was something that no one else could understand.
Xu Qing also suffered from the pain of losing his inner strength for a period of time, but he gradually understood that there is no way to change things that have become facts. Only by accepting the reality calmly can he feel at ease. Besides, he does not have everything. He still has the eye of perspective and
In the field of mental power, as long as it is used properly, it may not be inferior to internal power.
Life will always face various setbacks, just like overcoming high barriers, overcoming difficulties, and wading through rapids. Mentality can determine life's success or failure. Destiny is in your own hands. Frustration may be an experience, and perhaps the dark side of failure is success.
Bright sunshine.
Wang Tiangang took Xu Qing to a place suitable for the conversation between master and apprentice, a vegetable garden in the northwest corner of Tianlin Villa. Various seasonal vegetables are grown here. In the center of the yard, there is a small pavilion, a granite square table, and four stone stools with waist drums.
, quiet and undisturbed, it is indeed a good place to have a heart-to-heart talk.
The master and apprentice sat down across from each other, and Wang Tiangang asked with a serious face: "Qingzi, tell Master honestly, why do you lose your strength?"
Xu Qing did not hide anything and told everything that happened on the shores of Lake Tugaka. The situation at that time did not allow him to flinch at all. If he could not hold back the three semi-holy warriors with all his strength, the Chinese martial arts would pay an extremely heavy price.
, maybe it will make the same mistake as Ryuga Sentai.
After listening to his apprentice's story, Wang Tiangang fell silent. Xu Qing only described the scene when he was injured in a fierce battle with three semi-sacred warriors in a few understatements, but Wang Tiangang, who was also an ancient warrior, could fully imagine how tragic the scene was at that time.
, it was a blessing to be able to save even a small life under the joint attack of three semi-saint warriors, and in comparison, San Gong seemed less important.
After a long time, Wang Tiangang sighed softly and said: "Alas! You have done your best to take the responsibility for justice. You have done a good job. San Gong may also be an opportunity for you to withdraw from the Chinese martial arts."
Xu Qing looked stunned and said: "Quiting the Wuhun? Why?" He once thought about quitting the Chinese Wuhun, but not now.
Wang Tiangang nodded and said: "San Gong means that you are no longer an ancient warrior. It is natural to quit the Chinese martial arts. You have done enough for the martial spirit, and it is time to make some plans for yourself. What's more, quitting San Gong can enjoy
The treatment of sick leave is a clause that was established shortly after the creation of Huaxia Wuhun, and there have been precedents before."
The missions performed by the Chinese Wuhun Special Forces are all extraordinary missions, and the risk factor is much higher than any known conventional force. Scattered martial arts is even more cruel to most ancient warriors than losing their lives. Ancient martial arts have happened before when performing missions.
In the incident where the martial artist was seriously injured during the San Gong exercise, Wang Tiangang clearly remembered that the ancient San Gong warrior was still an Earth Realm worshipper. Shortly after the San Gong exercise, he found a quiet place to kill himself with a knife.
As a result, a series of provisions were introduced.
The Chinese Wuhun warriors were injured while performing their missions and were classified as super disabled. In addition to being able to retire due to illness, they can also enjoy a series of humane welfare allowances. These are all approved by the top leadership, but so far no one has really enjoyed them.
After receiving this kind of treatment, there were only three ancient warriors who finished practicing martial arts. One of them committed suicide. The other two's body functions quickly withered within three days after practicing martial arts, and they died of old age in the hospital bed in less than a week.
Xu Qing frowned and said: "Master, I can't withdraw at this time. It would be unreasonable to leave the leader alone to support him. There is also Longmen..."
"Confused!" Wang Tiangang interrupted him with a low scolding, and said with a serious face: "Now that you are no longer a semi-sacred warrior, what can you do? This time, the Chinese martial arts spirit has lost its troops and its vitality has been severely damaged. In a short period of time,
It is impossible to recover. I believe Ren Bing can lead everyone through it. If necessary, my old bones can still come in handy."
A solemn look appeared on Xu Qing's face, and he said in a deep voice: "Without internal strength, it may not be possible to wipe out the dragon gate. Master, please try to slap me with all your strength!" As he spoke, he had secretly moved his mental power field to stabilize it.
He wanted to let his master know that if he was not an ancient warrior, he might not be unable to fight against Longmen.
Wang Tiangang said in a deep voice: "What are you doing, kid? You can't joke about this kind of thing..." Before he finished speaking, the expression on his face suddenly changed. He felt that the air around him was depressed, and there seemed to be thousands of disturbing people in his mind.
The bees were flapping their wings and flying, moving their lips twice but making no sound.
Xu Qing said in a low voice: "Master, try to slap me with all your strength." He has become extremely proficient in controlling the field of spiritual power. He wants to prove to his master what he just said. There are those who are not inferior to ancient warriors.
Ability, not to mention that he still holds a powerful trump card in his hand that can reverse the situation.
Wang Tiangang was not completely controlled by the spiritual field at this time. He could hear what his apprentice said, but he couldn't tell where the sound came from. It seemed to be behind him or above his head... He struggled to lift his palms, but found that his body
As if being bound by countless large nets, even moving a finger has become a luxury.
Xu Qing couldn't bear it when he saw his master's dumbfounded look. He hurriedly thought about withdrawing the field, but he discovered another problem that made people speechless. The time to withdraw the mental field seemed to have been extended by a few minutes. Maybe it was related to his impatience.
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Phew! Wang Tiangang breathed a long sigh of relief and came back to his senses. He stared at Xu Qing with blazing eyes for five minutes. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed his apprentice's wrist and said in a trembling voice: "This is the realm of spiritual power, which people with supernatural powers dream of.
At the highest level, how many secrets do you have hiding from me?" When he got excited, he cursed and his fingers naturally tightened, pinching Xu Qing until he screamed.
"Master, please take it easy, my thin arms and legs can't stand your tossing... They are about to break, oops..." Xu Qing was not exaggerating, it was really painful, and his whole wrist seemed to be clamped tightly by an extra-large vise.
, I could still say a few complete sentences at the beginning, but in the end I just kept saying "ouch".