Late at night, Luo Xian knocked on the old man's door.
"Come in, the door is not locked."
In the empty room, there was only a bed, a table, and a chair.
It was so empty.
It was like a cage.
The old man sat by the bed and looked at the hanging scroll on the wall quietly, but there was nothing on the hanging scroll. There was only a blank page on the paper.
He was engrossed in it.
"What's the matter?"
Luo Xian put an iron plate on the table. "Cousin gave it to me."
The old man was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want to go?"
Luo Xian thought for a moment and asked, "Will it be troublesome if I lose control?"
"If you want to go, then go."
The old man retracted his gaze and stared at his only daughter. "You're already an adult. As a father, I can't be by your side forever."
Luo Xian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Father, do you have any instructions?"
"If you want to say something, I hope you can be happy." The old man pondered for a moment and looked at her expectantly. "Will you be happy?"
"Father, will you be happy?" Luo Xian asked.
Elder Luo shook his head. "I don't know."
"Then I don't know either."
Luo Xian got up and picked up the iron plate from the table. She thought for a moment and said seriously, "Maybe there aren't many things in this world that can make people happy."
"Then go."
The old man leaned against the wall and closed his eyes as if he was sleepy. "There are so many things in this world. How will you know if you don't try?"
The door closed.
In the silence, a gentle wind came from outside the window. The hanging scroll on the wall moved slightly, and the blank space seemed to ripple like water.
.
.
"Name?"
"Huai … Shi?"
"Age?"
"It seems to be … seventeen?"
"Gender?"
"Male."
"How many is this?"
"I can't see clearly …"
So, in a trance, Huai Shi saw the big sister in front of him nod in satisfaction. He got up and turned to the old man behind him. "It's just a concussion. We can continue."
Then let's continue.
Huai Shi leaped up from the ground like a carp and landed flat on the floor. Bang!
Huai Shi staggered and struggled, "Help me up, I can still send …"
"How about we call it a day?"
Elder Luo couldn't continue torturing the noob anymore. He lowered his head and looked at Huai Shi, who was almost turned into a sieve on the ground. "Are you one of those legendary perverts who will feel good after being beaten up?"
"F * ck you. You'll feel great when I beat you up like this!"
"Hmm, looks like he's in good condition."
The old man nodded and waved the mace in his hand, creating a sound that pierced through the air. "You can still continue. Get up, young man. Grandpa Little Sunflower's class has started."
"Don't, I was wrong."
Huai Shi cupped his hands and begged for mercy. "Let me catch my breath. Five minutes, just five minutes."
"Tsk, five minutes is too long. How about three minutes? Three minutes is enough for me to die, let alone gasping for breath."
The bare-chested old man picked up his mace and returned to his chair. He picked up his iced protein powder and cold brewed tea, wondering how it would taste …
Huai Shi was turned over from the ground by Luo Xian. She applied ointment, flipped him over skillfully, and applied ointment again.
It was like adding seasoning to a pickled fish. After a layer of salt, she sprinkled another layer of salt … In the end, a salted fish was done.
He struggled to prop himself up from the ground and stared at the old man not far away. His eyes were fierce.
He couldn't help but be fierce. Anyone who was beaten up by an old bastard until they were about to enter the ICU would be fierce. Moreover, he couldn't beat him, so he could only stare at him to vent his anger.
"Not happy?"
Elder Luo grinned and hooked his finger at him. "Come and beat me?"
"When I get my Gatling gun and shoot out blue flames, you'll be dead!"
Huai Shi could only talk now.
In the past three days, he had been completely beaten down. The muscular old man in front of him had destroyed all the methods related to the use of weapons inch by inch and then tried to rebuild them.
It wasn't a pure torture, but a merciless correction.
He used what could be described as' appropriate 'strength and kept a sense of propriety to brutally and cruelly defeat Huai Shi.
If there was any mistake in his posture or action, he would be mercilessly punished.
If not for this, he suspected that he wouldn't even know how to hold a knife now.
This old baldy was definitely using his power to avenge a personal grudge. He hated that he had such long hair …
Gasping for breath, Huai Shi applied a Silver Blood Potion to the wound on his arm. He got up from the ground again and took out a knife and an axe.
"Come!"
"This ability is really convenient." Elder Luo pinched his chin and looked at Huai Shi. "Kid, don't tell me you have a professional alchemist license?"
It was still early. He hadn't taken the test yet!
Huai Shi thought of this and realized that he seemed to have unknowingly wanted to take the test for all the licenses in the world.
Looking at himself now, he was a registered member of the Astronomy Association, a Level One Border Hunter, a Legendary Investigator, a trainee Cooking Demon, and a Calamity Musician …
Even after becoming an Ascender, he still had to take the test for all the licenses. It was too sad!
While he was in a daze, an old face with a sinister smile suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Hey, what are you thinking?"
In Elder Luo's hand, the mace swept down and went straight for his head. It was a bash!
Without thinking at all, Huai Shi raised his knife to block the mace. He moved forward and raised his other hand, the axe in his other hand fiercely chopping at the old man's bald ladle.
This time, he took the initiative!
There was an ear-piercing screech as the old man pulled back his stick. He actually managed to deflect Huai Shi's attack. After knocking aside the blade of the axe, the stick went straight for Huai Shi's face.
Huai Shi retreated to the side, but the old man closed in step by step. The mace in his hand chopped down again, forcing him to retreat step by step.
When the old man tried to close in, Huai Shi had already stabbed out with the Spear of Compassion without hesitation, piercing and blocking the threat. But in the next moment, the mace broke through the door and smashed Huai Shi's blocking posture. It went straight for his heart.
Huai Shi subconsciously leaned back, and then the mace fell and suppressed him.
The old man flew up and kicked.
Huai Shi flew backward and smashed into the wall.
His vision turned dark.
"What's wrong with your brain?"
Elder Luo looked at him unhappily. "You've clearly re-established the foundation of your posture and posture, but why are you still so stiff?"
"You're so many ranks higher than me. I can't help it if you say I'm stiff."
Huai Shi was helpless. His vision turned dark.
To be honest, he felt that his reaction was fast enough, but it was still difficult to resist the mace that came and went like a ghost. In the hands of the muscular old man, the heavy iron mace was as fast as a toothpick.
Sometimes it was heavy, sometimes it was light. Huai Shi couldn't figure out his movements at all.
"I've already limited my strength and speed to rank one. If you can't beat this, I can only say that you're a noob." Elder Luo spat in disdain and turned back to emphasize, "Don't be passive. Take the initiative, understand?"
Take the initiative?
Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh.
How many people in the world can take the initiative in front of you?
Not including me.
"Too inflexible. It's because your defensive and offensive methods are too inflexible." Elder Luo's face was full of disdain. "You have to learn to change, change, understand?"
"Easy for you to say." Huai Shi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes. "Show me how to change."
"I've never seen such a rigid person."
Elder Luo casually waved the mace in his hand. "Look carefully, I'll show you once … Xiaoxian, come here!"
The big sister knitting the sweater smiled and stood up. She took off her high heels and stood in the middle of the field. She picked up a dagger.
"I'll attack and you'll defend. Slow down a bit and let this guy see."
Elder Luo glared at Huai Shi one last time and then stepped toward the girl in the field. He stood in front of her and without any warning, the mace fell toward the girl's head.
Thunder burst forth.
The force of ten thousand pounds burst forth with a loud noise. It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down.
Luo Xian didn't hesitate. She stretched out her hand and stabbed the old man's wrist with the dagger. At this critical moment, it was as if the old man deliberately sent his wrist to her.
But then, the force of ten thousand pounds disappeared without a trace. With the burst of a loud noise, the iron mace suddenly turned soft. It drew a dexterous arc in the air and bypassed Luo Xian's dagger to hit her throat.
Luo Xian still stood in the same place without moving. She just shook her arm and stabbed the dagger downward. She used attack to attack attack and cut her father's five fingers.
In an instant, Elder Luo let go.
In the air, he casually patted the handle.
The iron mace shook violently and changed its center of gravity. It spun in the air and flew past Luo Xian's cheek as Luo Xian leaned back. It fell into the old man's other hand.
Light changes.
The heavy iron mace in the old man's hand seemed to have become a pole. He waved it casually and dazzled people. His strength was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. The speed was so fast that it was shocking.
As the target of the attack, Luo Xian only used one move from the beginning to the end. She used the same move to deal with all kinds of changes. She blocked the seemingly thunderous and ever-changing mace outside the door.
Although it was mostly a demonstration, it could be seen that the two of them did not hold back at all. Even if they deliberately slowed down their speed, the vicious intention of the changes in their skills still did not change.
It was never gentle.
Instead, it was like a life and death battle.
In a trance, Huai Shi seemed to understand a little bit of what a change was, but it was difficult to describe. It was like encountering a question that he seemed to have seen before but did not know how to do it at all.
He seemed to understand but not understand.
This was equivalent to not understanding at all.
He had encountered this kind of illusion several times over the past few days, but every time he tried it with full confidence, he only got a crushing defeat.
It was like everyone could talk about great principles, but only a few could really do it.
The high-intensity fierce battle had exhausted Huai Shi mentally and physically. Once he relaxed at this moment, he began to feel drowsy. He could not stop yawning and his eyelids unconsciously drooped down.
He could only vaguely hear the sound of air breaking and steel colliding.
It was not until Elder Luo unhappily swept the mace over and was blocked by the sacrificial knife in Huai Shi's hand that Huai Shi woke up from his dream.
His expression changed. He was stunned and puzzled as if he had seen a ghost.
"Hmm?"
Elder Luo frowned. He did not understand what he was doing.
"This …"
Huai Shi raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Old man, your move just now … was 44 strokes!"
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