The "I" with a local dialect accent immediately diluted Moses's sense of threat and instead turned it into a kind of honesty.
"Hello, Fourth Brother."
Kaxiu felt that this honest and simple fourth brother in front of him might be easier to get along with, and he gave people an inexplicably friendly feeling.
"Hehe..." Moses laughed twice, and said as he walked over quickly, "No need to be so polite, just call me by my name, Moses, or call me Brother Moses."
"Brother Moses." Kaga modified his words.
Opposite him, Moses seemed to be sizing him up, his only remaining brown eye slightly lit up: "Junior brother, you have a very strong physique! Are you taking the bold and aggressive approach?"
Kashu hesitated for a moment, then nodded. A student's fighting style is mostly related to his teacher. Lisha has always been a brave and diligent person. So Kashu, who was taught by Lisha, is obviously also a head-on confrontation type.
He glanced at Moses, whose figure was even more exaggerated than his, and said, "Senior Brother should be the same way..."
Unexpectedly, Moses shook his head and said, "My fighting style should be a little different from yours. I am more resistant to blows and like to use heavy punches."
Kaxiu took a look at Moses's tire-like shoulders and knew that what his fourth brother said was true. With such muscles, he could certainly withstand a beating, and a full-strength punch would probably be terrifying.
As if he noticed that Kaxiu was looking at his muscles, Moses deliberately squeezed his arms, making his already thick arms even more swollen, with muscles bulging and knotted.
Fourth Brother seemed particularly satisfied with his muscles.
"Junior brother, our styles are both more passionate and masculine, and only real punches can get the better of us! There is an arena behind the hall, how about we spar with each other, and I will test your level?"
Moses kindly invited him to fight.
Kaxiu was a little hesitant, but this should be a common thing. It is normal for a senior brother to test the level of a junior brother. Moreover, Senior Brother Moses seemed to be a defensive big guy. Kaxiu had never met such an opponent, and he was itching to try his hand.
He was thinking about it and was about to agree.
A gentle voice suddenly sounded on the stairs.
"Junior brother, don't be fooled by that bear!"
A tall, slender, short-haired beauty walked down the brass spiral staircase. She had short tea-green hair, a prominent, fair face, and narrow, charming eyes.
But there was a hint of sharpness between his brows.
Seeing Kaxiu, the beauty smiled and said, "Nice to meet you, little brother. I am your third brother, Gordon Lanxi..."
"Third... Senior Brother?" Ka Xiu was stunned for a moment, and looked over carefully. He immediately found that Senior Brother Lan Xi had a prominent Adam's apple in the middle of his swan-like neck. Looking more carefully, Senior Brother Lan Xi had a woman's appearance and voice, but his other facial expressions, demeanor, and body posture were all like a man.
"Hahaha! As expected, I was stunned too! When I first saw you, a sissy, I also thought you were a woman!"
"You're killing me with laughter!" Senior Brother Moses laughed loudly, calling "Old Man" all the time, totally different from his simple-minded and silly look just now.
"Hmph!" Lan Xi snorted coldly and ignored Moses. Instead, he walked quickly to Kaxiu and asked, "Did Moses want to spar with you as soon as we met just now? And he looked so honest?"
Kaxiu nodded truthfully.
"I knew it. Don't be fooled by this bear! When I first met him, my elder brother and second elder sister and I thought he was a simple and honest person. This bear also disguised himself very well. Later, he must have been unable to hold back and came to me to learn from his addiction. I never expected..."
With Senior Brother Lan Xi's description, the image of the fourth senior brother, who looks as honest as a bear but is as cunning as a fox, comes to life on the paper.
Obviously, when Moses first met Kaxiu, he was pretending to call him "I" all the time, in order to prepare for the final fight.
Moses, 24 years old, nicknamed Bear. A martial arts fanatic, he likes to fight, or to be more precise, to be beaten. He likes to use his strong body and steel-like muscles to resist beatings, and often pesters his opponents, begging them to hit him, the harder the better.
Not only does he like to be beaten, he also likes to have his clothes burst. Often, in the middle of a fight, his clothes would burst with his muscles, leaving him with only a pair of shorts in the end. Does this seem to be to show off his muscles
"Hey, hey, hey, sissy! You can't expose someone's secrets as soon as you meet them like this!" Moses, who was originally laughing strangely, stopped laughing and said angrily: "Besides, what do you mean my quirk is showing off my muscles? Is there any man in this world who doesn't like muscles?"
When he said this, he looked towards Kaxiu. His eyes were somewhat hopeful, as if he thought that Kaxiu, who was also muscular, would agree with his words and stand on the same front with him.
"Cough cough cough..." Kaxiu coughed a few times awkwardly.
He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but even though it was their first meeting, the two brothers were unusually warm and friendly.
Is it because of their nature? Or is it because of the orchid grass...
In fact, Kaxiu guessed correctly, it was because of the orchid grass.
Imagine if you were one of the core disciples of the Wind Elephant Sect, and your monthly potion supply was three bottles, which meant you could only use the potion for three days to train. Then suddenly one day.
Insider news came that a guy with a high luck value found a place where the orchid grass was produced for the sect! In a short time, the supply of potions for core disciples increased from three bottles to thirty bottles! It increased tenfold! It completely replaced the ointment.
Moreover, the wild orchid grass from that orchid grass producing area is of full quality, and each bottle is much better than the previous one.
This kind of thing related to physical training and martial arts improvement is of utmost importance in the hearts of the core disciples. Naturally, even if they have never met Kaxiu, Moses and Lanxi have a good impression of him. Especially after comparing before and after this year.
The progress was mediocre in the first half of the year, but it made rapid progress in the second half.
Needless to say, who is the source of all this.
In the lobby on the first floor, Lan Xi and Moses started arguing for no apparent reason. One said that a well-proportioned body was the best, with exaggerated muscles all over the body, even the muscles on the face, which was so ugly. The other said that muscles were the best, and all others were heretics, and those who were as skinny as bean sprouts were simply sissy and would be interrupted by a punch.
As they argued, the two of them strode towards the arena at the back of the hall, and the confused Kaxiu had no choice but to follow them.
Five minutes later, Kaxiu saw what it meant to have your clothes blown apart and only be left with a pair of underpants! Brother Moses was like a tall wall of muscle, firmly planted on the ground and taking the beating.
Senior Brother Lan Xi was as agile as a swallow, turning into a series of afterimages and moving around Senior Brother Moses to attack.
In addition, Senior Brother Lan Xi seems to have a little quirk like Senior Brother Moses, that is, he likes to use his hand knife to attack the kidneys!
Kaxiu's eyelids twitched and his kidneys ached as he watched from the side.