Wen Daoyuan's anger faltered and he asked.

"You're so talented, I'll scare you to death if I say it!"

Yin Dongqiu smiled proudly, "In just a short period of time, Su Ping's physique went from being inferior to ordinary people to a level of martial arts. Can you believe it?"

"..."

Wen Daoyuan's eyes suddenly widened.

As a semi-saint, his martial arts has already reached the third realm, if for no other reason than to strengthen his body.

Therefore, he clearly understands how difficult the first three realms of martial arts are.

Just how long ago did Su Ping reach the first level?

"So, in fact, the blessing from the Holy Will is not talent at all, but the essence of martial arts. Your eyesight is not good."

Yin Dongqiu touched his chin and said happily, "Tsk, tsk, this is the holy will! Yuan Sheng also asked him to follow the path of martial arts."

As we all know, although Yuan Sheng was an extreme saint, he had gone through both martial arts and xuandao before he founded Confucianism and Taoism.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to bless the origin of martial arts.

"Shit! Yuan Sheng also practiced Xuan Dao. Why didn't you say that he wanted Su Ping to follow Xuan Dao?"

Wen Daoyuan waved his hand and said coldly: "Don't talk so much. Su Ping is naturally suitable for Confucianism and Taoism. If you want to accept a disciple, you must not pass my test!"

"Hey! Can you pass this test?"

Yin Dongqiu sneered disdainfully, "It sounds like you can make the decision for him. Believe it or not, as long as I punch the ground, Su Ping will definitely follow me obediently?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Daoyuan's face suddenly turned ugly.

In the absence of evil spirits, the performance intensity of Confucianism and Taoism is more than thousands of miles different from that of martial arts?

As long as Yin Dongqiu shows off his strength in front of Su Ping, it is really possible to abduct Su Ping.

"What? Are you speechless?"

Yin Dongqiu patted Wen Daoyuan on the shoulder, then raised his index finger and waved, "Just accept your fate, you can't do it."

Wen Daoyuan's face darkened, but he suddenly laughed again: "Haha, His Majesty has a decree. Before Su Ping's rural examination, you and I are not allowed to interfere. Even if he comes tomorrow, you have to endure it."

"So what? It's only a few days anyway, I can afford to wait."

Yin Dongqiu raised his neck, extremely proud.

"No, no, no, you forgot, Su Ping's knowledge is not shallow."

Wen Daoyuan said with a smile, "Tell me, if he wins the title of Jieyuan and gains both fame and fortune, will he still be interested in martial arts that are painful, tiring, and narrowly escaped death?"

Yin Dongqiu's smile suddenly froze on his face.

He knew that there was nothing wrong with what Wen Daoyuan said.

The disadvantages of martial arts are that it is hard and tiring, and starting from the four realms there is a life and death crisis.

Therefore, even if most people have some financial resources, they would rather live till they grow old and fail than take up martial arts.

Even if Su Ping doesn't understand Yuan, there is still no problem in winning a move.

Will he leave the safe road and cross the single-plank bridge with himself?

Yin Dongqiu's mood dropped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, the Holy Will cannot be violated. Are you trying to rebel against the Holy Spirit?"

"Even if Yuan Sheng gives him the original essence of martial arts, he must also hope that he can better study Confucianism and Taoism."

Wen Daoyuan smiled and stroked his beard, "As for martial arts, the three realms are enough. I can teach you at this level, so I don't need to worry about it, Lord Wu."

"You!! Let's see! Humph!"

Yin Dongqiu snorted angrily and walked away.

"Tch, you know there's no chance, are you anxious?"

Wen Daoyuan shook his head mockingly.

Just as he was about to walk to the counter, he suddenly thought of something, walked quickly to the door, and stuck his head out.
Chapter completed!