Garen was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling an unusual sense of dissonance. These words reminded him of his life on Earth.
The originally gloomy aura on his body gradually dissipated due to his distraction.
He straightened up and looked down at the little boy in front of him.
"Why don't you go find someone else, specifically me?"
The boy finally relaxed and his body no longer trembled due to the loosening of momentum. He looked up at Garen.
"Because I feel that you are the most powerful!"
Gallon felt inexplicably better.
"You have a good will." He pondered for a moment, "If you can pass my test, I can consider accepting you."
He raised his right arm flat and jerked it back.
laugh!
There was a noise like tearing cloth in the air.
"Do this action a thousand times a day, and use all your strength. After seven days, if you think you have achieved it, come to this address." He whispered the address of Sulin's mansion.
The little boy just watched it once, and the action was very simple. But the main thing was to watch the persistence.
Garen actually did a random test, and finally looked at the dumbfounded little boy.
He was repeating this address in a low voice, and at the same time, his body began to learn the same action over and over again.
Soon, Su Lin came out of the shop. He glanced at Garen in confusion and then at the dumbfounded little boy.
"Let's go, go back first."
Garen did not explain, and walked towards the exit of the alley.
That movement is a very simple swing. If the little boy can really persist, then a week later, his right arm will be swollen and itchy due to congestion. There will be some damage to the right shoulder joint.
This depends on whether he is really obedient and practices this movement with all his strength.
Because this action has no benefit to him, it is just for testing. If the time is up, his arm is not seriously injured, it can only show whether he is really obedient.
Of course, if it is as expected by Garen, then he will heal his arm and temporarily accept him as his disciple.
There was no further delay after that. The two of them took the car directly back to the manor.
The tea was poured into the white jade cup, making a slight sound.
Purple petals burst out of the purple-red tea from time to time, exuding a fragrance like clivia. The purple-red color looks extremely pure against the flawless white jade.
"Please use."
A purple-haired girl put down the teapot and pointed at the steaming teacup.
"Thanks."
Garen and Su Lin were sitting side by side on the seats. The purple-haired girl sitting across the table was Su Lin's sister, Irisi.
The girl inherited the good genes of the Sulin family. She has a beautiful appearance and a quiet and classic temperament.
Her long purple hair was slicked to the right side into bangs and tied into a ponytail behind her back, neatly styled without a trace of curl. She was wearing a black dress with purple patterns and had a slender figure. She was sitting on a chair,
With her legs together and slightly tilted, she looks like a standard noble lady.
When picking up the teacup to drink tea, do so gently, then put it to your lips for a brief taste.
"It really surprises me that my brother actually has a serious friend like Mr. Gallon." Irisi said with a faint smile.
"Uh" Garen didn't know how to answer at all. Apparently Sulin's impression in his sister's mind was not that shallow.
Su Lin, who was sitting aside, could only smile awkwardly.
"You don't have to worry about it." Irisi smiled, "Well, Su Lin came to see me this time just to introduce Mr. Gallon to me, right?"
"Of course not." Su Lin chuckled, "I came here mainly to see you. Even I will miss my beautiful sister after not seeing you for so long."
"If you have nothing to do, don't run around." Irisi said softly, "Just stay calm at home these days."
"Actually." Su Lin paused. "Haven't you always wanted to learn authentic fighting martial arts? Garen is the martial arts coach I specially hired for you."
"Martial arts coach?" Irisi was stunned, "You invite me at this time." She seemed to know something, but she immediately stopped talking and began to look at Galleon carefully.
It's just that when Jia Lung didn't use hard qigong, his figure was generally strong and there was nothing special about it. His original aura had long been restrained. This was to make him more concealed when dealing with Ansara.
Erici is just an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, so he can't see it at all.
She frowned slightly but did not refuse.
"Mr. Gallon, may I ask where you are going to be employed?"
"Nothing, just teaching at a martial arts school in a small place." Garen replied casually.
Su Lin quickly answered: "Jialong is my good friend and someone I can trust. I wouldn't trust others to teach you!"
Irisi wanted to refuse, but Sulin rushed to answer and argue, saying that if she didn't let Garen teach her, she would not recognize him as her brother, and the consequences would be serious.
She had no choice but to agree to let Garen teach her martial arts.
Galen watched from the side and felt that the relationship between the two brothers and sister should be reversed. Instead, Irisi played the role of the elder sister, sensible, polite, and generous. She handled things without any sloppiness and was extremely decisive.
After Su Lin threw the Galleons to his sister, he ran out and wandered off somewhere.
Galen and Irisi were left sitting opposite each other in the tea room. A maid was serving tea beside them.
"So, Master Jia, I am already over 18 years old this year, will it have any impact if I start practicing at such an old age?" Irisi began to ask some basic questions.
She truly regarded Garen as a martial arts teacher. In the casual chat just now, Garen's martial arts knowledge was barely up to standard.
"There is no problem in doing basic exercises at any age." Gallon replied, "Although your age is a bit late, you are still young and have a certain degree of plasticity. Don't worry too much."
"I have always wanted to practice real martial arts, so where should I start? To be honest, there are many martial arts schools in our local area, but I have been hesitant." Irisi sighed. "Martial arts can strengthen the body.
It exercises the body and mind. My body has always been too weak. Can you please design a suitable exercise program for me?"
"No problem." Garen nodded, "Since I am your martial arts teacher, this is what I should do."
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you. In terms of remuneration, how about a weekly salary of five thousand?"
"Very high."
Garen heard the intention of seeing off the guests, so he stood up to say goodbye and left the room under the guidance of the maid.
Arisi picked up the tea cup and blew the hot air from it, then looked at a pattern on the edge of the table.
"What's the latest situation at Ansha Luo, Colonel Moon? I actually want you to come here in person."
In the shadows of the corner of the room, a man wearing black clothes and an army officer walked out from behind the bookshelf. Behind him, there was a faint sound of the machine door closing automatically.
"Ansara has made some moves. The latest news from the Intelligence Bureau is that they sent 20 people in two groups to rush towards the manor. The method they adopted is unknown. Our people have no way to capture their whereabouts." The man, an officer, hung from his waist.
A silver-white scimitar, very long, as wide as a sword, without a scabbard, giving people a cold and sharp feeling.
"How long does it take to arrive?" Irisi rubbed her temples and felt a headache.
"About this week." Officer Mu En replied in a low voice.
"So my father sent you here to protect me for a week?"
"Yes." Mu En nodded.
"Then where are my father and brother?"
"Don't worry, the commander-in-chief has other arrangements."
Arisi nodded.
"As one of the three most powerful secret service officers of the Southern Legion, you are here. I guess my father and two brothers are strong enough to protect them personally, right?"
"Yes, Colonel Tenali and Colonel von Igorka have arrived. In addition, the director, Major General Wellington, is drinking tea with the commander-in-chief." Officer Mu En replied calmly.
"Even the Secret Service Director was alarmed? That's right. If something goes wrong with my father as the deputy director, it would be more than an ordinary embarrassment."
"This scene is really big enough. Most of the top individual soldiers of the entire Southern Army are concentrated." Arisi relaxed slightly. "It seems that everything is ready. Okay, I have nothing to do here.
You go and do your business."
"Please be careful." Mu En bent down slightly, bowed gracefully, turned around and left quietly through the secret passage.
"Luna."
"Miss?" the only maid responsible for refilling tea responded softly.
"The person in the manor that worries me the most is Brother Su Lin. You can go and stay with him for a while. If he wants to go out, stop him and don't let him go out."
"Okay, miss." The maid nodded in agreement.
"It's rare that he remembered that I like martial arts and specifically went to find a master. I just said it casually, but he took it to heart." Irisi smiled and his eyes softened.
"By the way, what do you think of Mr. Gallon?"
The maid pondered for a moment: "The basic skills are very solid. However, we are practicing military fighting skills and don't know the traditional martial arts. I can only tell that I am not a liar. Judging from my temperament and age, I should be the kind of core disciple who has a true inheritance. But Miss, you
Why don't you practice military fighting skills with us? This is a real practical fighting skill adapted for killing."
"Traditional martial arts has the benefits of traditional martial arts. I practice martial arts not to kill, but to recuperate the body. Although traditional martial arts is not very practical, it is very good for exercising. These are not what military fighting skills can have. Forget it, you
Let's go down first. In addition, ask Anne and the others to protect Mr. Gallon. He should be practicing typical traditional martial arts. He is very poor in actual combat. Please pay attention to protecting him. It would be bad if something happens to the guests brought by my brother."
"OK."
Su Lin and Jia Long sat together, throwing pebbles into the water from time to time.
"How is the situation now? When we came back, we saw that the level of alert around us was high again." Garen asked in a low voice.
Su Lin threw a pebble hard and hit nine floats on the water. He immediately smiled with satisfaction.
"My dad's old partners are here, the four strongest men in the Southern Army. Wellington, the director of the Secret Service, and the three strongest men selected by hundreds of thousands of troops, the three secret service colonels. It seems that dad wants to
I'm afraid I don't know how many promises I made to deal with this trouble.
"The four strongest people in the southern army? How strong are they?" Garen was a little sensitive when he heard this kind of news.