The inside of the tent was very clean. There was a table in the center with fresh fruits and vegetables. The sloppy old man casually picked a piece and put it in his mouth. He opened the lid of a pot of wine beside him and took a big gulp. He clicked his tongue and said, "Good wine. It's really good wine!"
After tasting a few more pastries, he lay comfortably on the chair and revealed a strange smile on his old face. "Martial Arts Alliance Master? That's interesting … "
He reached out to pick up a fragrant chicken on the table. He saw an old man on the other side of the table raising a drumstick and biting it. He shook his head and said, "It's not the right temperature. It's a waste." Then, he reached for another drumstick.
The sloppy old man's murky eyes suddenly burst with two balls of light, and his entire temperament changed.
More than ten years ago, his martial arts had already reached the Transcendent Realm, which was what people in the martial arts world called the Grandmaster Realm. However, he had allowed someone to get close to him without him knowing. Even if the other party was also a Grandmaster, it was impossible for him to do this. The scene before him was extremely strange.
He looked at the old man with half-closed eyes and asked warily, "Who are you?"
The old man put down the drumstick in his hand and looked up at him. He yawned and asked, "What's your name again … Xu Xiaoguai?"
"Xu … Xiaoguai?" Due to the sloppy old man's strange behavior, people in the martial arts world called him "Xu Xiaoguai". In fact, it was also a form of respect. When had he ever been humiliated like this?
"Old thing, you're courting death!"
Before he finished speaking, an afterimage appeared in the void in front of him. In the blink of an eye, it appeared at the throat of the unfamiliar old man.
The next moment, the sloppy old man's ferocious expression froze when he saw the hand that was as dry as tree bark on his wrist.
"Old thing?" The old man opposite him wiped his hands and opened his half-closed eyes. He looked at the sloppy old man and asked.
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Ruyi tugged at Li Yi's sleeve and said, "You don't have to look for him, husband. Second Granduncle might have found a place to sleep. He'll come out when the martial arts competition officially starts."
"Why do you think Second Granduncle sleeps so much?" Li Yi was very curious about this.
Ruyi smiled and said, "Second Granduncle's kung fu is like that. You don't have to be surprised."
Li Yi was surprised, "Could it be the Sleeping Fist?"
"What is the Sleeping Fist?" Ruyi looked at him and asked.
"That's not important …" Li Yi shook his head and asked, "What kind of Kung Fu needs to sleep for such a long time? I heard from Fang that Second Granduncle has slept like this for half of his life."
"It's called the Turtle Breathing Technique," Ruyi explained, "Second Granduncle looks like he's sleeping, but he's actually practicing martial arts all the time."
Li Yi felt that the name "Turtle Breath Skill" sounded familiar until he recalled Oldman Chang's unlikable face. Finally, he found some information in his mind.
The Tortoise Breathing Technique could increase one's power in one's sleep, and it was even faster than other people's normal cultivation speed. A person who cultivated the Tortoise Breathing Technique might not have any special moves, but as they grew older, the density of their inner force would be enough to scare people to death.
More importantly, if one practiced this Kung Fu, he could really live like a tortoise and easily surpass the threshold of a hundred years.
Li Yi could understand this point. When a person slept, the body's metabolism would drop to an extremely low level. It should be the same principle in science fiction movies.
If that was the case, it was very likely that he would not be able to outlive Second Granduncle.
This was a little too hurtful. Li Yi shook his head. He had to get his hands on that Turtle Breath Skill. When he got back, he would find out all the ways to cook chicken. He would eat three different meals a day until Second Granduncle vomited. He had to learn the Turtle Breath Skill …
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In a certain tent, the sloppy old man stood upright with his head lowered, his voice trembling. "Se … Senior, this junior was blind. Please, please forgive me!" In a certain tent, the sloppy old man stood there with his head lowered, his voice trembling.
The old man sitting at the table picked up the chicken drumstick and said, "Did you see the Taoist nun outside just now?"
"Yes, I saw her." Thinking of the Taoist nun who made him feel danger, the sloppy old man immediately nodded.
The old man asked lazily, "When she goes on stage later, you know what to do, right?"
The sloppy old man looked troubled and said, "Senior, then, Taoist Nun's strength is not bad. She should also …"
Halfway through his words, he saw that the horrifying senior's half-squinted eyes were about to open. The sloppy old man trembled and immediately said, "Senior, don't worry. I will tie up Taoist Nun and bring her to your room tonight. I won't let you down."
"What?" The old man looked up at him.
The sloppy old man was stunned and asked tentatively, "Then, Senior, you mean …"
…
…
At the entrance of the tent, the Second Great Uncle patted the sloppy old man's shoulder and said, "Little monster, as a Guru expert, you must have some backbone. You will be looked down upon by others like this …"
When the sloppy old man heard this, he felt his blood boiling in his chest.
Backbone?
Just now, the martial arts that he had painstakingly practiced for a lifetime were almost crippled. What kind of backbone was he talking about!
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat the old monster in front of him, he would have already broken the old man's bones.
However, at this moment, the dignified Guru expert could only smile and say, "Senior, the antidote …"
"When you're done with your business, I will naturally give you the antidote." The old man said lightly and slowly left with his hands behind his back. He staggered and looked like he was about to die.
However, only the sloppy old man knew that if the old man really treated him as someone who had one foot in the grave, even a Guru would be in trouble.
At this moment, he even wondered if he had really reached the Guru Realm. The Guru Realm was already at the top of the martial arts world, and it was difficult to find an opponent. Even if they were at the same level, it would be difficult to determine the winner unless it was a life-and-death battle. However, just now, he had seen what it truly meant to be unstoppable.
Although the martial arts that he mainly practiced were on the gentle path and he was not known for his vigorous inner force, he was still a Grandmaster. Even if there was a gap between them, how far could the gap be? However, in that short moment of inner force competition, it was like a river meeting the ocean, collapsing at the first touch …
It had to be said that after being in the martial arts world for decades, some of the ideas or beliefs in his heart had suddenly collapsed at that moment.
He licked his lips, and there was still a hint of sweetness. The thing that he had just been forced to eat did not taste like poison.
However, the more colorless and tasteless it was, the more potent the poison was. As for the bitterness and sweetness …
He reached out and touched somewhere between his ribs. There was still some dull pain, which was where the poison had gathered. If he did not get the antidote by this time tomorrow, even if he was a Guru expert, he would die from the poison.
The sloppy old man's face became gloomy. He glanced in the direction where Taoist Nun had just left, then turned around and returned to the tent.
If he had known that he would encounter such an old monster today, he wouldn't have bothered watching the show. Regarding the matter of the poison, such an expert wouldn't lie to him. Perhaps only by fighting with that Daoist nun would he have a chance of survival.
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"Second Uncle, you're back?"
Li Yi saw the old man coming in from outside with his hands behind his back. He pointed to the table in front of him and said, "There are two chicken legs here, still warm."
Second Uncle waved his hand and said, "Leave them. I'm going to sleep first. Don't call me if there's nothing important."
Then, he lay down on the simple bed in the tent. The next moment, there was a sound of snoring.
Li Yi felt strange that Second Uncle could resist the temptation of the chicken legs. He glanced over and thought that the quality of his sleep was really enviable …
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