In the Capital of the North, the Singing Deities, who had disappeared without a trace, made another big news. However, Sun Wuben did not appear. The reason why it was big news was because of one thing.
There was a famous martial artist who knelt in front of Sun Wuben's old home, which was also the gate of Sun Wuben's dojo. He asked the Singing Deities to be his teacher and asked him to guide him in martial arts cultivation. He knelt for a month, and the wind and rain never stopped.
"Young master, your uncle called."
"It's about Ma Xuan, right? I know. Let Ma Xuan in!" Sun Wuben said to the servant. When he was with his grandfather, Sun Wuben mainly taught Sun Wusheng how to sense Ki and how to control Ki to the point where he could learn the Sky Dance Technique. As for breaking the realm gate, the method was passed down, but … Sun Wuben gave a healing pod to Sun Wusheng. At the same time, he also gave Sun Wusheng a physical examination. The healing pod gave an irreparable rate of 46.23%, which was far higher than the passing line of 37%. Therefore, Sun Wuben did not think that Sun Wusheng could break the realm gate, even if he knew the method.
"But with the healing pod, as long as Grandpa is careful, his strength should increase faster than before. Moreover, the replenishment of Ki should be fast enough."
It was because of the healing pod that Sun Wusheng could use the Sky Dance Technique. Otherwise, the consumption of Ki would be too great for his body at his age.
On the first night of teaching Sun Wusheng, Lulu, Mavis, and other 'friends' of Sun Wuben in Shin-gumi almost blew up Sun Wuben's phone.
These people did not ask Sun Wuben to go back to Shin-gumi, but they kept complaining that Sun Wuben deceived them. He was the famous Singing Deities, Sun Wuben, but he took the English name 'Luo Han' and pretended to be stupid in front of them.
Lulu, in particular, was roaring like thunder on the phone, blaming Sun Wuben for making her lose face in front of her friends.
"Young Master, Ma Xuan has been brought to the hall." A servant walked in and said.
"Alright." Sun Wuben stepped out of the door and walked towards the main hall. Before he returned from Satan City, he had already discovered the big news about him on the media — Ma Xuan had become a disciple of Sun Wuben's and knelt outside the dojo for half a month. After that, Sun Wuben received a call from his uncle while he was on the plane. It was his grandfather asking about Ma Xuan.
Ma Xuan was someone who had spoken frankly and confidently to Sun Wuben during the World Martial Arts Conference. He had boasted that he would participate in the martial arts competition for the rise of the yellow race. At that time, Sun Wuben had a deep impression of Ma Xuan.
But that was all.
Sun Wuben entered the hall. An hour later, Sun Wuben informed the servants and left the house with Ma Xuan.
"Ma Xuan!" In the plane, Sun Wuben said faintly, "Your body's irreparable internal injuries have exceeded the limit, reaching 44.63%. So no matter what, I can't accept you as my disciple."
"If you don't accept me as your disciple, I will follow you until you do."
"Then you can follow me!"
Sun Wuben's expression was indifferent as he shook off Ma Xuan. With Sun Wuben's skills, it was naturally effortless. However, if he did that, the stubborn Ma Xuan would kneel in front of Sun Wuben's dojo again, causing the media to constantly pay attention to it. They might even think that Sun Wuben was unreasonable. At that time, it wouldn't be good.
"Wuwuwu ~ ~ ~"
The silver private plane stopped at a mine in the mountains.
"Follow me."
Sun Wuben kept the plane and went straight to the person in charge of the mine.
"I want to compete with your workers in sorting the ores." Sun Wuben smiled and said to the person in charge of the mine, "Of course, you will use machines and I will not use any tools. I will use my empty hands to sort the ores. Let's see who is faster!"
"In addition, if you win, I am willing to pay 100,000 cash. Of course, if you lose, you only need to pay 1,000 cash. Regardless of the outcome, I will work here in the future."
There was such a good deal?
Not only was Ma Xuan dumbfounded, but the person in charge of the mine was also dumbfounded. He immediately thought that he had met an idiot. Just as he was having a headache about how to chase him away, Sun Wuben threw out a card.
Looking at the bank card with a large face value, the person in charge's eyes lit up. Then, without saying a word, he gathered the sorting workers and asked Sun Wuben to state his request and bet in front of everyone. This matter was set in stone.
Then, the entire mine became excited.
Although the handsome young man who looked like Singing Deities was an idiot, he was rich. Rich people were willful. It was not something they could understand. Naturally, they could only accept the 100,000 cash.
Then, the ore sorting competition began.
The sorting machine started working. In order not to let the handsome idiot get discouraged too quickly, the person in charge of the mine even ordered the machine operators to slow down to the slowest speed possible.
But soon, they realized that it was not necessary.
Although the idiot was silly compared to them, when he really started working, it was a little stiff and slow at first. Gradually, it was like a car that had started moving. The speed became faster and faster. In the end, almost all the mine workers and the person in charge of the mine were dumbfounded.
Sun Wuben's hands turned into windmills that spun rapidly. They were so fast that they could not be seen. Only a blurry shadow could be seen.
The ores under his hands were decreasing rapidly. The speed at which they were decreasing was not slower than the fastest sorting speed of the machines in the past.
The person in charge of the mine was dumbfounded!
Everyone watching was dumbfounded!
It seemed that this person was not an idiot. He was really capable. But wasn't this kind of ability too shocking?
After everyone came to their senses, they all shouted at the operators who were still driving the sorting machine at the fastest speed to speed it up to the maximum.
"Breaking through the realm gate feels different."
Sun Wuben was doing physical training. Ever since he broke through the realm gate, Sun Wuben had always wanted to try the so-called Violation Fist to the highest level of intensity, the hellish death style training. This was similar to the training method that Monkey King and Kling did under the guidance of Master Roshi.
However, because something happened to Mia, he did not have the time to search for Mia. After returning from the Red Ribbon Army headquarters, he hurriedly practiced his control of Qi. After a few days of Qi cultivation, he went to Satan City to play with his grandfather. In the end, he was invited to Shin-gumi the next day. Only now did Sun Wuben have the time to do this training.
As for Ma Xuan, Sun Wuben was not worried at all.
Although Ma Xuan was a martial artist who had reached the grandmaster level, his body had too many internal injuries that could not be healed. His potential had been exhausted and he would never be able to break through the realm gate. Even if he saw Sun Wuben's training method and carefully analyzed it, it was like a primary school student reading the notes of a university student.
In fact.
Ma Xuan was staring at Sun Wuben's hands that had turned into a blurry shadow with his bell-like eyes. He was stunned for a long time before he became excited.
"Could it be that this is Mr. Sun Wuben's training method?" Ma Xuan felt that he might be able to grasp the essence of Sun Wuben's training, so he excitedly ran to the person in charge of the mine.
"I want to sort the ores too!"
"You know how to drive a sorting car?"
"No, I don't. I want to be like Mr. Sun and only use my hands."
"You want to bet with the machine too?" The person in charge of the mine had an ugly expression. "Do you think I'll be fooled again? Don't even think about it. I won't bet a single cent with you! "
"No, no! I won't bet! " Ma Xuan shook his head. Although he was very excited, he still knew his limits. He did not think that he could beat the machine.
"I just want to try. Please, let me try!" Ma Xuan begged repeatedly. In the end, the person in charge of the mine could not stand his pestering and finally nodded. Then, Ma Xuan excitedly rushed to a pile of ores that was like a mountain and started sorting them. Then, like Sun Wuben, he reached out and grabbed a piece of ore from the indentation and threw it back.
But when he used his strength …
"Peng!"
Ma Xuan fell onto the ore. When he used his strength just now, not only did he not grab the ore, but he also almost sprained his waist.
Ma Xuan blinked and looked in Sun Wuben's direction. Sun Wuben picked up the ores as if he was picking up plastic foam. His hands were so fast that he could not see them clearly.
"How is this possible?"
Ma Xuan used his strength again and grabbed the ore, but —
It was too heavy!
Ma Xuan felt that this piece of ore weighed more than five kilograms. Although he could easily throw out five kilograms, how tiring would it be to throw out a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand yuan?
"This is cultivation. This is Mr. Sun Wuben's cultivation path. If he can do it, so can I!"
Ma Xuan gritted his teeth and put the first piece of ore into the box behind him. Then, he mustered up his energy and started working. If he worked slowly, Ma Xuan could even work for a whole day. But when he thought of Sun Wuben's exaggerated speed, Ma Xuan naturally used all his strength. Therefore, in the blink of an eye, Ma Xuan was sweating profusely. His waist and back were aching. Every time he grabbed the ore with his arms, it was like grabbing a mountain.
"Puchi puchi ~ ~ ~"
Ma Xuan panted heavily. He really had no strength. He looked at his box and saw that it was already one-third full.
"It's really good cultivation. It's really effective. In just a short while, I'm already so exhausted that it's very difficult to move my body. No wonder Mr. Sun is so strong." Ma Xuan was excited. He turned his head and looked at Sun Wuben. Then, his body froze.
He saw that behind Sun Wuben, boxes filled with ores for sorting were lined up in a row. They were piled up like a huge mountain. Meanwhile, Sun Wuben's hands were still spinning like a windmill. The ores fell into the box behind him in a line. In the blink of an eye, the big box was full.
"Is this the difference between us?"
Ma Xuan came back to his senses and looked at his hands. In just a short while, his palms were full of bloody blisters. The skin on his fingers was also scraped. Some of his nails were even broken.
"It's really not easy. However, as long as I learn from Mr. Sun Wuben, I will definitely be able to do it. Continue, I definitely won't admit defeat …" Ma Xuan once again mustered up the energy in his heart. He gritted his teeth and continued sorting the ores. However, just as he filled the box, he could no longer continue. This was because the skin and flesh on his hands were already damaged, revealing his white bones. He could no longer grab the ores. Although Ma Xuan could endure the piercing pain, he was already a little confused due to excessive blood loss.
"Bang!" Ma Xuan collapsed beside the pile of ores.
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