Chapter 27: Wu Xin!

People often say: "Martial arts is a fairy tale for men!"

The old otakus also made a fool when he was a child. After watching "Shaolin Temple", he wanted to become a monk. After watching "Huo Yuanjia", he spent all day with other big-skinned children. When he was fine, he liked to wander around the nearby mountains. He hoped that one day he "accidentally" fell off the cliff, and then he met an old man with fairy-like and white haired hair...

He had also guessed what this peerless master who was respected by everyone would look like - even if he was not as white as Feng Qingyang and his clothes were fluttering, he should see through the world like the old monk in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Shaolin Temple and be calm and free!

But he never expected that this "Sword God" respected by the world was actually a...

It seems that we have just slapped the head of this "Sword God"...

"It's really an interesting person!"

Master Aral seemed to be unwilling to the old otaku's rude behavior, and smiled and sat on his own on a chair taller than others! But Rodman followed him respectfully!

The Sword God's voice was as tender and crisp as his appearance, but his tone contained vicissitudes and wisdom that were inconsistent with his appearance!

The old otakus turned his head, which was still falling from gravel, and followed the alar. His mind could not reflect it! It is not without precedent to say that a short-sized man is a master! Master Yoda is just one! But the problem is that the green Jedi master Yoda is like this, short and small, and only three fingers, and his face makes people know that he is not young at first glance!

This master Aral has an indescribable indifference and vicissitudes of his words and deeds, but as long as he doesn't speak, he looks like a three or four-year-old boy from the outside!

Rejuvenation? Forever? Resurrection? Or do you practice the "Eight Desolations**Only I'm the only one" and then become possessed by the devil?

The old otakus' mind was as confused as a ball of mud. The owner of this martial arts hall was like this martial arts hall, and his body was filled with a sense of incongruity!

"You're welcome! Please don't be restrained, just sit there!"

The stupid old otakus subconsciously found a chair and sat down, but his eyes were still staring at the cute little boy in disbelief...

"A few days ago, Rodman and I mentioned it accidentally when they were chatting with me, saying that there was a person who could be without any distinction between me and himself, so I was very curious! It was the first time I had lived for so long that I heard that I could only fight with fists! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Did you disappoint me?" Seeing that the other party was still dazed, Qialal asked again.

"Ah? No! How could it be?" The old otaku shook his hand and denied it.

"In fact, I don't know why this happened. I was seriously ill when I was four years old! Later, my life was saved, and it was this body... I never grew up again!" The Sword God said very calmly and open-mindedly, as if he was not talking about what was happening to him!

Feng Kan was solemnly respectful. A person who has always maintained the stature of a four-year-old child can actually achieve such high results with such a body! His perseverance and mind are really...

No wonder! No wonder everyone looks leisurely and fascinated when they mention this sword god. No one has ever mentioned his extraordinary appearance. People are attracted by his open-minded mind and proud achievements, and instead ignore his physical shortcomings!

If ordinary people encounter something like him, they might have collapsed long ago!

There is an old saying: When God is about to give a great responsibility to this person, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty and useless. He will do what he does. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and will make things worse...

The old otaku felt that he would never accomplish anything in his life - he was living too freely!

But because of this, he admires those great men who can grow up in adversity!

"Haha, there is no need for kids to be so reserved! I'm not that great except for being bigger!"

Seeing Feng Kan's restrained look, Qi Aral smiled and enlightened him. The old otakus wanted to find a hole to drill down - just a few minutes ago, he patted the other party's head and called "Little Kid"!

"Well... it is indeed amazing in your eyes!"

He hesitated for a while before he spoke.

Hearing the old otakus there was something in his words, a flash of light flashed in his Alar's eyes, "Oh? Let's hear it?"

"That... you know, we are a big layman for this sword! However, we can see that it is a little bit! Any swordsman here can stand alone when put outside! It is not uncommon for two or three people like this, but you have more than two or three hundred here! Just these swordsmen with high martial arts skills will have no problem facing a small-scale battle with several times more troops on their own!"

He was telling the truth. Just based on the swordsmen he saw, ordinary soldiers would definitely not be able to take them without hundreds of people!

"..." Qi'aral still looked at the old otaku with a smile, but said nothing.

"..." The old otakus also laughed with him, reached out and picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. It was not that he had much confidence in his judgment, but he just didn't know what to say!

"So that's it!" After a while, Qi'alal withdrew his gaze, as if he had confirmed something and looked at Rodman behind him meaningfully.

"Have you ever thought about opening a martial arts school?"

"ah?"

The old otakus is confused about the inexplicable proposal of the Sword God. Why is he saying this without thinking?

"It's great to open a martial arts hall!" Qi Aral continued to tempt the old otaku with a smile. "The Kingdom will provide support to the martial arts hall that has made contributions, whether it's human or financial! As long as you speak, the Kingdom will try its best to meet your requirements!"

"This... we don't quite understand!"

Feng Kan was even more inexplicable. Although he already had the idea of ​​opening a martial arts school to make money, how could he be so coincidental that someone would give him a pillow immediately if he wanted to be sleepy?

"The kid once said, 'I know a lot of things!' If I guess correctly, you will have more ways to fight without weapons, right?"

“…”

Seeing the Kingdom Sword God and the Lion General constantly exchanging eyes, the old otakus understood! It turned out that Rodman was still thinking about letting his soldiers learn bare hands fighting skills!

"This...we have no problem! But learning kung fu..."

"It takes time and energy! This guy knows very well!" In front of the clear man, Aral simply made the words clear, "So I hope the children will choose some people who already have some foundation from my disciples to try it!"

The old otakus understood! After the last contest with the general of the lion clan, the other party had already understood that his kung fu could not be learned overnight! But he was unwilling to see such good conditions, but he could only stare at him! So he thought of such a compromise method! One martial arts is a way to return to the sect, the so-called "one way to understand the world, one way to understand all the laws and all the laws"! With a deep martial arts foundation and learning the martial arts techniques of other schools, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort! In ancient times, many of the world-famous martial arts masters in Shaolin Temple were those who became monks with art!

"Don't get me wrong, kid! I'm not..."

Seeing that the old otaku was hesitant, the King of Sword God explained.

"I see!"

Before Qi'al's explanation was made, Feng Kan nodded affirmatively! Although Qi'al's doing this is indeed a bit suspicious of stealing skills, the old otakus does not think the other party will do this! The reason is very simple. For the Kingdom Sword God, this is not necessary at all! In terms of fame and status, Qi'al'al has definitely reached its peak. Even if he knows a few more things, it is just icing on the cake! Why does he need to use despicable means to obtain other people's things?

Moreover, discussing this matter with me so openly and honestly has already shown a gesture! The other party has not regarded himself as an outsider at all! This may have something to do with him and Rodmann for a long time!

"I also hope that our soldiers can master this kind of martial arts as soon as possible! Although it is not very useful, at least there is an extra way to survive on the battlefield!"

Since he wanted to help, the old otakus never thought of hiding it! He had just thought about this matter seriously before. Now that he had to do it, it would be better to get the results as soon as possible! First teach a few swordsmen of good level, and then let them promote what they learned in the army! That would definitely be much more efficient than him working alone!

"Hiss Lord!" Seeing the old otaku so happy, he agreed. A rare slight fluctuation appeared on the face of the King of Sword God! "Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the 200,000 soldiers of All St. Ostan!" As he said that, he stood up and bowed sincerely to the other party!

"No! Don't do it!" The old otaku jumped up by him. A sword god who had been famous for a hundred years was saluting him! Although he was heartless, he could never bear it! "Actually, we are selfish, just want to find a job that can make money!"

"No matter what your original intention is, this really adds a hope to survive for countless people!"

Qi Alar still said with gratitude, Rodman behind him was already smiling from ear to ear!

"You don't have to worry about the construction of the martial arts hall. I will discuss with Your Majesty as soon as possible. If Your Lord doesn't dislike me, this place..."

"No! I won't bother you when you get old. We will choose another place! But there are some other scattered things that may make you worry too much!"

Since the words have been opened, the old otakus is not polite! It is said that it is easy to enjoy the cool air with a big tree on his back. It seems that there is more than one big tree behind him now!

"So have you ever thought about giving your martial arts school a name?"

With one solution, the King of Sword God immediately became much closer to the old otaku.

Feng Kan looked up and thought about it, looked back at Ainius who was smiling calmly, then looked at Rodman who was smiling and looking forward toward him, and finally nodded to Qi Aral, who was also expecting, and made a decision!

He reached out and dipped some tea into the teacup, and wrote a Chinese character "Wu" on the smooth table!

"Is this?" Neither Aral nor Rodman had seen the square words, and looked at him in confusion!

"This is the text of my hometown! This word is 'wu'!"

"Wu?"

"That's right!" Feng Kan nodded and explained, "This character is actually composed of two characters, one is the word "Zhi" of "Stop" and the other is the word "Ge" of "Bingge"!"

“‘Zhi’? ‘Ge’?”

"Yes, my hometown is a country with splendid culture and peace-loving country! The sages told us very early on - 'wu'! It exists to stop violence!"

"What a profound wisdom and what a broad mind!" Qi Aral exclaimed yearningly.

"And my martial arts school! It's called..." As he said that, Feng Kan added another word after the word "wu"!

"Wu Xin!"
Chapter completed!