In some sense, Killer Taoist and Wang Ming were actually quite similar in that they both liked to challenge their limits. Wang Ming was keen on challenging our Ling Zhenren, while Killer Taoist was keen on challenging his own shifu, Old Antique.
The reason why the two of them were similar was because they had one thing in common — neither of them had ever won!
Looking at his senior brother in front of him, Bandit Evil was so frightened that he couldn't even keep his flip-flops on as he covered his eyes, which were about to go blind. He was just an innocent little virgin, why did he have to let his eyes experience such an eyesore?! Shifu, hurry and save me, there's a pervert here! And it's your eldest disciple!
Killer Taoist put on his flip-flops again and proudly pulled up his pants, without the slightest hint of remorse for corrupting the sect's culture. "Junior brother, do you know, I've been looking for a way to defeat shifu all this time? After all these years of searching, I've finally found the reason why I've repeatedly lost to shifu … "
Bandit Evil raised his head. "?"
Killer Taoist: "It's because of these floral underpants that are blocking my way forward!"
Bandit Evil: "…"
Killer Taoist: "As a top killer, how can I be defeated by this little hobby? So putting on a neutral position is the best way I can think of. "
Bandit Evil: "…"
Killer Taoist: "By the way, why is shifu looking for us?"
Bandit Evil: "It's the students at shifu's current school. Now that the whereabouts of the Master of Shadow Stream, Jiang Liuyue, are unknown, shifu is worried that this person will organize killers to come to the school for revenge. If those people really want to make a move, they'll definitely do it quietly. Shifu is very worried that the children will be plotted against. "
Hearing this, Killer Taoist nodded. "So, shifu wants us to give them a warning?"
Bandit Evil nodded. "That would be best. Shifu has already retired behind the scenes for a hundred years, and doesn't want outsiders to disturb his peace …"
Killer Taoist lowered his head and his eyes darkened. "I understand."
He took off one of his flip-flops and pulled out a fuse from the crack in the heel of the slipper. Killer Taoist grabbed the end of the fuse and yanked it. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh", and a cluster of red flames shot up into the sky …
"One Cloud Piercing Arrow and a magnificent army?" Bandit Evil was surprised. When did Senior Brother gather so many subordinates?
"True experts usually have hidden guards around them. Previously, I had a sudden impulse and recruited two of them. " Killer Daoist rubbed his nose. Just as he finished speaking, Bandit Evil suddenly saw two figures descend from the sky. They were two men dressed in black and their faces were masked. They looked very mysterious.
Bandit Evil: "Only two?"
"That's right."
Killer Taoist nodded and then turned to the masked man who had suddenly landed and introduced, "These two are codenamed Thousand Army and Ten Thousand Horses. These are the two subordinates I've just recruited. Let's just treat them as apprentices … I'll send them to the circle later to warn everyone. Come, quickly greet your second martial uncle! "
The two men cupped their fists at Bandit Evil. "Hello, second martial uncle!"
"…"
Bandit Evil was speechless for a very long time.
He realized that there was simply something wrong with his senior brother's brain!
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The six schools' joint military training this time wasn't a small matter. Rather than saying it was a coincidence that several key city high schools and key candidate high schools would be training together, it would be better to say that it had been planned beforehand and had been deliberately arranged together.
Everyone knew that No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School were key candidate high schools. Now that these two schools had joined forces to confront the other four key city high schools, it was a big gimmick. No. 60 High School's Headmaster Chen and No. 59 High School's Headmaster Jin were from the same sect, and both of them were very concerned about face. Given their personalities, when fellow apprentices got together, their top priority was to do everything they could to stir up trouble …
It was June 13th on Monday in the eighth week of the semester.
As soon as Teacher Pan entered the classroom early in the morning, she started to talk about the precautions for the joint military training this time. Headmaster Chen and Headmaster Jin worked overnight to devise a strategy for the "survival drill" for the military training this time, and asked all teachers-in-charge to popularize it in their classes.
"I believe that everyone should have some understanding of the rules. There are more than ten thousand students from the six schools this time. At the beginning of the drill, an array will be used to send you to random locations on the map. You may have companions or opponents next to you, but only those who survive in the end will emerge victorious. " Teacher Pan pushed up her glasses and said, "So when you land, keep your eyes wide open! See clearly whether it's an ally or an enemy, and don't accidentally injure an ally, or your overall score will be deducted! "
Everyone: "…"
Teacher Pan: "What I'm telling you now is very important! Don't take it lightly! Do you know that during the college entrance examination, there was a senior who didn't listen carefully when I was talking about these precautions and filled in the wrong answer card? In the end, he had to repeat the course for a year! "
Everyone: "…"
Teacher Pan: "Also, when you land, magic treasures will randomly appear in the buildings on the map, so you'll need to search for them yourself. After you land, don't look for those messy, useless things. If you have a weapon, pick it up first, and then look for a storage bag! No matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife, and you won't be able to beat those with magic treasures in close combat! "
Saying this, Little Peanut raised his hand weakly. "Then teacher … what if we happen to be unlucky and don't have any magic treasures …"
Teacher Pan: "Do you still have to ask? Do you know how to hide and seek? "
Little Peanut: "…"
"There are less than two thousand students from our school and No. 59 High School who are going to the military training this time. If we're unlucky and there aren't any magic treasures to pick up nearby, then find a place to hide. Don't come up and throw your life away! Naturally, it's best if we can stall for time until our allies arrive to send us equipment. We have to do our best to survive, so that we'll have a greater fighting strength in the end! "
Teacher Pan said solemnly, "In short, there's only one word: stay low!"
Everyone: "…"
"There are only two ways to win in this type of survival game … Either you're as strong as an old devil and sweep everything away, or you lay low and grow wretchedly."
Teacher Pan looked at the students in the class and propped both hands on the dais as she said solemnly, "To sum it up in one sentence: stay low, we can win!"
Wang Ling: "…"
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That night after returning from school, Wang Ling realized that the images flashing in his mind were becoming more and more obvious.
Previously, his Heavenly Eye had foreseen a man lying in a pool of blood. Now, he was completely certain that this man was Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. And Wang Ling was very sure that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had fallen in the back garden of that villa in Wenxian Garden.
Wang Ling was suddenly a little worried about that guy's safety.
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