As soon as the figure flickered, Qingxuan was already holding a bamboo pole for drying clothes in his hand. With a press and a shake of both hands, the bamboo pole bounced in response to the sound, and passed through Yunzheng's two long sleeves accurately.
Yun Zheng, whose hands were trapped, screamed and fell down. Qingxuan got up and kicked his butt again. The unlucky Yun Zheng bounced up like a ball before he landed. on a tall tree branch.
Yun Zheng opened his hands wide, hanging on the tree like a big cross like Jesus, trembling, trembling, trembling with the ups and downs of the bamboo pole—
"Ah-ah-"
The shrill screams sounded desperately.
"Help—"
The height of seven or eight meters is like a cliff for a child who is only six years old. Yun Zheng was so frightened that his legs and feet went weak. But the position was too high, Yun Zheng didn't dare to struggle, let alone make any bigger movements, for fear of falling headfirst.
From Yunzheng's punch, to the iron-boned Mr. Hu hanging on the tree, swish, swish, swish, a series of movements were completed within a few seconds. A flash of figure flickered; ah, there was a series of screams... After everything settled down a little bit, Mr. Hu Yunzheng, who was still arrogant just now, climbed up the tree.
The boys tilted their heads, their mouths opened wide enough to swallow several duck eggs.
However, there are exceptions. One person squinted his eyes, tugged at Yun Yong's sleeve, and kept asking, "What's the matter? What's the matter?..."
But he was kicked away by Yunyong, swallowed and spit, and thought to himself: "Little uncle's martial arts has improved again?" At the same time, his mouth was not idle, and he shouted loudly: "Little uncle is mighty—"
Ignoring Hu Yunzheng who was hissing miserably in the sky, Qingxuan clapped his hands and shook his sleeves, "How is it? Who else is dissatisfied with my new job?"
As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed towards him with a "huh", which shocked Qingxuan a lot.
What's the situation? There are really people who are not afraid of death.
Before Qingxuan could react, the figure stopped, fell to his knees with a thud, and kowtowed loudly three times. When he looked carefully, it was Qian Yunzhong.
At this time, Qian Yunzhong looked dementedly excited, his fat round face was full of snot and tears, and he roared like a butcher: "Master—a master—accept me as an apprentice!" Bar!"
After speaking, he grabbed Qingxuan's trousers and didn't let go, and wiped his snot and tears on Qingxuan's trousers.
This Qian Yunzhong, a son of a wealthy family, does not worry about food and drink on weekdays. He does some sneaky and annoying things just for the sake of excitement. Unexpectedly, once I entered the mountain gate, I really picked up the treasure.
In the Shenwu Continent, the level of martial arts has always been used to judge whether a person is successful or not. Who doesn't want to stand out
That is to say, don't miss it.
Adhering to the family tradition of "If you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastard", the little fat man Qian Yunzhong made a wise decision immediately.
Learn kung fu from an expert, and don't let go after being beaten to death.
Between the flashes and flints, there was such an episode.
Seeing that Yunfeng also took a step forward, Ye Qingxuan looked very excited, but was overtaken by the exaggerated Yun Zhong, and instead retreated silently.
Well, this kid is also very urgent!
Because Ye Qingxuan had contact with Xiao Yunfeng, he was very concerned about this disciple this time, and he fell into Ye Qingxuan's eyes as soon as he advanced and retreated.
While thinking about it, Qingxuan suddenly felt uncomfortable, why did the pants become wet and sticky
"Uncle, please accept me." Qian Yunzhong cried and begged for the same.
I rely on!
Looking down, his trousers had been wiped with snot and tears by Yun Zhong and that idiot, and they were sticky and greasy, making Qing Xuan's heart feel nauseated...
Get out!
Qingxuan kicked Yun Zhong hard, but this little fat man turned into a super bullshit plaster, kicking on his body several times, he didn't kick this shameless man.
"Uncle, uncle, accept me... teach me kung fu—"
"Go away-monster! Don't let go, be careful, Daoist, I really accept you-"
Yun Zhong's face was full of excitement, his nose and tears were flowing, and he couldn't stop his excitement, so he wiped Qing Xuan's body desperately.
"Uncle, Uncle, I want to practice martial arts, teach me martial arts, teach me martial arts—"
Seeing the comedy in front of them, several people almost burst into laughter, but after hearing what Qian Yunzhong said, everyone was shocked.
That's right, the young martial uncle has such martial arts at a young age. The moves just now are as light as they are. Although they are young and inexperienced, they have seen martial uncles practice martial arts before. Comparing the two can only be done based on perception. Everyone can see the level of Xuanwu art in the Qing Dynasty.
Anyway, a few people were sent here as useless people by Guanzhong, why not follow the little uncle and learn a few skills, so as not to waste kung fu.
Not only a few disciples of the third generation thought so, even Qingxuan's heart trembled.
That's right, I can still accept my younger brother's!
In the future, walking in the rivers and lakes will inevitably lead to fights and killings. Can't you do all the dirty work on your own shoulders
For Mr. Ge, including the master, several senior brothers all regard this place as a trash can. Being so underestimated for no reason really makes people angry. Qingxuan held back his anger for this, but if he did it himself, he would really turn these unprofessionals into talents. ... You bastards, dare to play with me, hum, you shameless bastards.
"You want to practice martial arts?"
"think!"
Everyone cheered up and answered in unison.
"You all really want to practice martial arts?"
"think!"
This time even the wooden man Yunfeng answered loudly.
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Do you know why you are here?"
All the little ones looked at me and I looked at you, either with sad expressions, or filled with righteous indignation, or full of shame...but they all nodded to express clearly.
"It's good to know," Ye Qingxuan pointed his hand to the back mountain, and he couldn't help raising his voice by three points, and said, "Do you know? When it was decided that I would lead you, what did the teachers say? They said, Let you play according to your temper, let you have fun, indulge you, don't care about you... You may be very happy to hear it, but I tell you, this is not connivance, not doting, but their insult to you, it is disdain... Because in In their eyes, you are finished, completely finished! You are trash, a burden, a burden... They want to abandon you, they want to abandon you, so they let you have fun and indulge! Tell me, you are Trash?"
"No—" The children didn't understand why, but what the little uncle said seemed to make sense, and those adults who indulged themselves were really annoying, although it seemed a little bit wrong to think so... But, no matter what As for him, the anger had begun to burn and spread to everyone present.
Ye Qingxuan has never been so happy. It is so easy to kidnap a group of teenagers who don't know the world by relying on words. Watching them follow his speech and become extremely angry, and let their emotions be controlled by themselves, it feels like becoming the president of the United States happiness.
Ye Qingxuan's voice was low, like a volcano about to erupt, and he said suppressedly: "Not only you, including me, are all dispensable things in their eyes, useless things, trash, and offal... , you are here, do you want to join me and drag those arrogant bastards to their feet, step on their faces and say, 'you are trash, you are stupid'?"
"want!"
"Would you like to knock these arrogant bastards to the ground in the teacher's competition four years later, and then say 'trash' contemptuously?"
"want!"
"Are you going to tell the world, 'You're all fucking trash and I'm the hero?'"
"want!-"
Ye Qingxuan's blood was boiling, his eyes were red, and he was completely in a state of madness. He shook his arms vigorously and roared hysterically: "Okay, then from today onwards, you will follow me and trample all the bullshit geniuses in the world under your feet!" Let them know what is called a genius and what is called a high mountain!"
Roar-
A group of little ones roared crazily—
"Young Master Uncle said it well!"
"Little uncle is so handsome!"
"Little uncle is the best!"
"Little uncle is invincible!"
…
Against the sound of flattery flying around, Ye Qingxuan finally recovered from his madness. Unexpectedly, I really have some talent for a politician. This is another world, otherwise I might still be able to engage in politics, try to be an official.
Ye Qingxuan clapped his hands to the surroundings, his face was full of complacency, and he laughed.
"Go, let's go to practice with Master Tao."
"good!-"
Everyone replied excitedly.
Then Qingxuan lowered his head and smiled, and said softly: "My nephew, can you please let go now?"