302 Sloppy Taoist, here comes the first time for NAKUPENDA9663's crown
Yuan Kong is here.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
Chen Dong couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. There was no one around him anymore and his father was asleep. What should he do?
But he still pretended to be calm and said in the same gloomy tone: "Senior Yuankong, I have let you go three times, is it unjust for you to attack me again?"
For the first time, Yuan Kong tried to snatch Chen Dong's Wu Wang Sword, but was scared away by a straw sandal from a sloppy Taoist.
The second time, Yuankong went to the detention room to sneak attack Chen Dahong, but was severely punished by Chen Dahong.
The third time, Yuankong went to the Tiannan Group to sneak attack on Chen Dong, but was punished by Chen Dahong again. Chen Dong saw that he was Xiong Yaowen's master, so in the end he did not kill him and let Xiong Yaowen take him away.
This time again, it is really too much, and there are no rules in the world.
However, Yuankong has always been shameless, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do those things.
He was scolded by Chen Dong. Not only did he not feel guilty, but he said proudly: "Your master and your father spared me the first two times. What does it have to do with you? So, I only owe you a life. Just now I
If you didn’t take advantage of the chaos, it’s considered even now, right?”
It just doesn’t make sense!
Chen Dong was so angry that his teeth itched.
Yuankong burst into laughter.
Yuankong had known that Chen Dahong was in the Tiannan Group, so he had been watching Chen Dong on his way to and from school. However, there were always people ambushing Chen Dong near him, and it was difficult for him to take action.
Today is a good opportunity. Shangguanhua and Qinghu were injured one after another, and Chen Dahong also fell into a deep sleep. They can finally seek revenge on Chen Dong!
He doesn't feel ashamed if a senior attacks a junior.
He immediately used the thirty-six-step Shaolin Fist and attacked Chen Dong.
Chen Dong knew that he was no match for him, so he looked at the back seat in desperation: "Dad, kill him!"
Yuankong was startled, really thinking that Chen Dahong was awake, and couldn't help but look towards the back seat.
Chen Dahong slept soundly, snoring loudly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Dong ran away!
"Son of a bitch!"
Yuankong was extremely angry and immediately chased after him.
Escape is Chen Dong's specialty, but how can he outrun Yuan Kong who has internal strength?
Yuankong poured her inner strength into her legs and took at least three to four meters in one step, catching up with Chen Dong in minutes.
"Little bastard, take your life!"
Yuankong moved the tiger down the mountain and grabbed Chen Dong's neck.
Chen Dong had no choice but to pull out the King of Wu Sword and turn around to slash it.
Yuankong knew how powerful Wu Wangjian was, so he didn't dare to grab it forcefully. Instead, he took a few steps back, and then said with bright eyes: "Hahaha, Wu Wangjian has appeared again, this thing is mine!"
Yuankong rushed towards Chen Dong again, and Chen Dong suddenly smiled.
Yuan Kong couldn't help but murmur in his heart, why is this guy laughing? Did I fall into his trap?
Taking advantage of Yuankong's distraction, Chen Dong stabbed Yuankong in the shoulder with a move called Spring Wind Transformation.
Yuankong was shocked and quickly lowered his shoulders.
The tip of the sword barely scratched his shoulder, only breaking through a few layers of tattered cloth.
Even so, Yuankong was sweating a lot on his back. He thought to himself that this kid was really cunning and could not be fooled by him anymore, so he immediately grabbed Chen Dong again.
Chen Dong can only use the Rain Flower Sword Technique, a series of strange sword moves, and a fierce fight in the street.
Yuankong had never seen Yuhua swordsmanship before, and was afraid of the sharpness of King Wu's sword, so he was actually forced to take a few steps back by Chen Dong.
But he had internal strength and was extremely fast. He quickly adjusted his posture and rushed towards Chen Dong again.
Chen Dong stabbed him several times, but Yuankong easily dodged them.
In just a moment, Yuankong had already reached him and pinched his wrist with his grasping hand.
Chen Dong was in pain and couldn't help but let out a "hiss" sound, Wu Wangjian had already released his hand.
Yuankong picked it up and held the Wu Wang Sword in his hand. He couldn't help laughing: "The Wu Wang Sword is mine!"
Chen Dong couldn't help but feel sad.
This scene was so familiar. Yuankong snatched his sword at the door of the detention room.
Chen Dong wanted to take it back, but his wrist was grabbed by Yuan Kong and he couldn't move at all.
Isn’t that what it means to be inferior to others in terms of skills?!
"Hahahahaha..."
Yuankong's loud laughter echoed in the street. He was so proud of himself holding the King Wu Sword in his hand that pedestrians passing by couldn't help but look at him.
At this moment, something suddenly flew out of the woods on the side of the road with a "whistle".
The speed was extremely fast, and it was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly.
There was a "pop" sound, and it hit Yuan Kong's forehead.
"Ouch!"
Yuankong screamed, let go of Chen Dong's wrist, took a few steps back, and then sat down on the ground.
When he looked down, he saw a broken straw sandal lying in front of him.
There was also a red shoe print on his face, and there was a lot of dirt and grass on his forehead.
Looking at the straw sandal, Yuan Kong's face quickly turned pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
This scene is so familiar...
It was the same way at the beginning, when Yuankong was about to seize the King Wu Sword, but was knocked to the ground by a sloppy Taoist with a straw sandal.
Chen Dong sighed, thinking it would be great if this were true.
If it is true, it means Master is here.
etc……
This is true!
Chen Dong's heart was beating fast, and his whole body was trembling and trembling. He immediately turned back and looked at the small woods on the roadside.
"Master!"
Chen Dong was overjoyed and shouted excitedly.
The sloppy Taoist is really still alive!
Chen Dong's words "Master" definitely come from the bottom of his heart, filled with his deep emotions and longings.
However, the only response he received was a faint "hmm" from deep in the woods.
With a "pop" sound, Yuankong knelt on his knees, his eyes were extremely frightened, and he said tremblingly: "Senior... we meet again."
"Have we met again?" From deep in the woods, the sloppy Taoist's slightly weak voice came: "Have we met before?"
"...No, no."
The sloppy Taoist was silent for a while and then asked: "What is your name?"
The voice is still slightly weak.
Yuankong quickly replied: "Junior Yuankong."
"You thought I was dead, so you came to bully my apprentice, right?"
"Senior, this junior has realized his mistake and will never dare to do it again!"
Yuankong knocked his head to the ground.
The sloppy Taoist said: "Hey, I'm not dead, but I was chased and I was seriously injured. I haven't recovered yet. Why don't you take the opportunity to come in and kill me?"
When Yuankong heard this, his body trembled even more: "Junior, I don't dare!"
Even if the sloppy Taoist was seriously injured, the "throwing of shoes" just now was enough to kill him!
"You don't dare?!" The sloppy Taoist's voice became sharp: "What else don't you dare to do? This is the second time you snatched my apprentice's sword. I don't think there is anyone bolder than you in the world!"
"Senior, I really know that I was wrong. Please spare my life..."
Yuankong kowtowed his head "bang bang bang bang". Not only was he trembling with fear, but his tears and snot also flowed out together.
"Disciple..." the sloppy Taoist said quietly.
"Yes!" Chen Dong agreed immediately.
"Cut off his arm."
"Okay!"
Without any hesitation, Chen Dong immediately picked up the King Wu Sword and walked towards Yuankong.
"Master, it would be easier for him to just chop off one arm, why not kill him? It would be a disaster to keep this thing."
Upon hearing this, Yuankong undoubtedly trembled even more, and said quickly: "Chen Dong, hello, aren't you and Xiong Yaowen good friends? Xiong Yaowen is my apprentice..."
"Hey, I let you off last time for the sake of Mr. Xiong. This time you come to trouble me again. Even if I kill you, Mr. Xiong can't say anything!"
Chen Dong raised his sword and stabbed Yuankong in the throat with a "gust of wind" move.
"No need..." The sloppy Taoist said calmly: "With Master here, he won't dare to trouble you anymore, but he can be used by you. Master is often not around you, so it's good to have someone to help you."
"Yes, yes..." Yuankong said repeatedly: "Chen Dong, you will be my master from now on. If you let me go east, I will never go west. If you let me chase a dog, I will never chase a chicken! Master, please accept my respect!"
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Yuankong knew that this was a moment of life and death for him, so he did not dare to be careless at all, and kowtowed to Chen Dong repeatedly.
Chen Dong was still a little hesitant.
Yuankong is at the "Master" level and is definitely considered a master in the arena. It would be great to have such a helper.
It's just that this person is too dishonest.
Master can say anything while he is alive, just in case...
Bah, bah, bah, no chance, the master will never die!
It's okay for Master to jump from such a high cliff, it's almost like he is immortal.
Now that I think about it, the two senior brothers have really clever plans, but I have been worrying blindly for more than a month.
Thinking of this, Chen Dong was open-minded and felt that this was nothing.
"Okay, Yuankong, I will spare you one more time. If there is a next time, I will definitely kill you!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, Master..."
Yuankong kowtows repeatedly.
"Go away!"
Chen Dong just wanted to get rid of Yuan Kong as soon as possible and go to meet the master.
"Master, if you need anything, call me again!"
Yuankong felt relieved and ran away, rolling and crawling on the ground.
"Master!"
Chen Dong put away the Wu Wang Sword, picked up the broken straw sandal, and ran towards the woods impatiently.
The green belts on the side of the road are generally not large, so Chen Dong soon saw the sloppy Taoist.
As expected by Chen Dong, the sloppy Taoist was indeed very weak. He was lying on a small curved slope, his face as pale as a piece of paper.
"Master, how are you?"
Chen Dong immediately rushed forward and asked nervously.
"It's okay..." The sloppy Taoist smiled slightly: "It'll be fine if I take care of it for a while!"
"Master..." Chen Dong trembled and held the sloppy Taoist's hand, "I thought you were dead. It really scared me. I looked for you everywhere..."
"I know……"
The sloppy Taoist still smiled and stroked Chen Dong's head as if touching his own child.
"So when I feel better, I'll come to you as soon as possible!"
"Master, this is not the place to talk. I'll take you to a more comfortable room!"
"No, it's fine for me to just lie down like this. The reason I came here this time is to teach you the internal skills and mental methods. I'll teach you the inner skills quickly. You should remember them carefully. I have to go back and take care of your junior brother..."
"Junior brother is still alive? How is he?"
"He is not very well and needs me to take care of him every step of the way...Okay, I'm starting, just remember it!"