Chapter 399: Battle Intent Sword Saint "You" This strange old man suddenly retreated two or three steps back, staring at Char up and down with wide eyes for a long time, and then the old guy's eyes became more and more hot, looking at Char's appearance, almost drooling This look made Char can't help but take two steps back, looking at this old thing, and slandering in his heart: This old thing won't be a rabbit too, damn it, count that dead ghost little white-faced Bonfrett, it's not good for Lao Tzu to meet a rabbit Bonfrett squatted in the corner under the nine springs to draw circles" Not bad, yes, really good," the old man muttered to himself, looking at his appearance, he was almost drooling, and he wished he could reach out and pinch Char's cheeks This time it was Char's turn to step back and stare at the old guy: "Hey, what the hell do you want to do" The old man was suddenly sobered up by Char's words, he glanced at Char, and suddenly straightened his waist.
The old fellow looked sloppy, his clothes were gray, his hair was gray, and his face was wrinkled, and he was afraid that he would not find it if he threw it into the crowd.
But at this moment, he suddenly straightened his waist, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed, and the whole person Huo Ran exuded unparalleled might Char stood in front of him, and immediately felt the strong oppressive aura coming to him, like the waves of the sea, which made his heart beat wildly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back before he could barely calm his mind.
The old man became a little serious, and the old confused appearance of squatting with Char and watching the ants just now was suddenly swept away, and the momentum was like a sharp and pressing momentum all over his body, just like a sharp sword out of the sheath "Little guy, do you know who Lao Tzu is" The old man's eyes were like lightning, and he smiled proudly.
Char shook her head.
"Hmph" This old guy has the demeanor of a grandmaster, and said lightly: "In the past, on this continent, people would tremble with fear when they heard Lao Tzu's name, if they changed people, even if they knelt in front of me and licked my toes, and begged Lao Tzu to teach him a move and a half, it depends on whether Lao Tzu is happy to hum hum and tell you, Lao Tzu has a nickname, it is called the Battle Will Sword Saint on the continent, and the battle will Sword Saint Yaslan is me."
After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Char with arrogant and reserved eyes, thinking that with his own prestige, no one was famous in the past, but this little guy was not clean and knelt on the ground to make a pleading, and immediately became respectful to himself But I didn't expect that Char, this guy is really a turtle, he came out of the mountains, and it was only a year since he came to this world, where have you heard of any fame such as Sword Saint and Sword King, even if it is the fame of Odin God Emperor, Merlin and others, they all met it in their previous experiences, and they only knew it after hearing about it.
As for what the "Battle Spirit Sword Saint" Yaslan relies on this old thing to count which green onion to cut Therefore, Char looked indifferent, still staring at the old guy so directly, this look made the old man of the Sword Saint of Battle Intent very unhappy.
"Hey boy, when you hear my old man's name, you are not scared and trembling, ha, you must be scared stupid, right, come and give my old man a salute, for your adoptive mother's sake, I don't care about the rudeness with you" Char seemed to be stunned, looked at Aslan, and coughed: "Uh, I'm sorry, I'll interrupt first."
Listening to the tone of your voice, are you very famous and a big celebrity?"
The old man's forehead burst into blue tendons, and he endured his anger: "Of course, when Lao Tzu was famous all over the world, you kid hadn't been born yet."
"Oh" Char nodded as if stunned: "Then listen to what you mean, you must be very powerful" "Hahahaha" Yaslan laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu is known as the sword saint, in this world, sword skills are all the way, if Lao Tzu claims to be the second, who dares to call himself the first" Char said "um", and then frowned: "Then are you the strongest person in the world?"
The word "number one in the world" came out of Char's mouth, and the old sword saint suddenly felt like a balloon that had been punctured, and his momentum suddenly fell, and his eyes were a little embarrassed: "That is the first?"
Finally sighed and shook his head: "Although I am quite confident in the long way of martial arts, I can't afford to be the number one name." ” Char pursed his lips, and this expression made the old man's unhappiness suddenly increase by thirty percent.
"Then have you beaten the Odin God Emperor Hanniganthall," Char looked innocent.
"I can't beat it," the old man gritted his teeth secretly.
"Oh, I can't beat it.
So have you beaten Saint Laurent Garros," Char looked innocent.
The old man's momentum decreased by three points: "This can't be beaten." ” "Oh, I can't beat it.
So can you beat my adoptive mother Merlin," Char looked innocent.
The old man secretly vomited blood: "This too, it seems to be a little worse." ” "Well, I still can't beat it.
So" Char sighed: "My adoptive mother is better than you, I might as well learn art with her, why do you want to recognize you as a teacher, you give me a reason to see when you arrive." ” The old guy almost didn't grit his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Then I look at your figure and shape, it should be the path of martial arts, although your adoptive mother is powerful, but she is a magical way of cultivation after all, so it may not be suitable to train you My old man's swordsmanship is not lost to anyone in the world, even the Odin God Emperor Hanniganthor admits that in terms of swordsmanship, he is inferior to me." ” When Char heard this, his face showed a slight shyness, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, and then said lightly: "I'm sorry about my sword skills, I'm practicing axes."
Aslan: "" This time, no matter how good the cultivation of this Sword Saint of War Intent is, he finally couldn't help but erupt, and the old man was furious, and he broke out: "Boy, you are talking cheap to tease my old man."
He stopped drinking, and the sound suddenly exploded in Char's ears like spring thunder, and Char was shocked by this drink, and he was dizzy to see the old man suddenly raise his hand to himself, and suddenly Char felt a powerful force to lift himself directly away, and when he was in mid-air, his eyes were black and he fainted.
Before falling unconscious, Char couldn't help but mutter: "If you say it, you won't be ashamed to hit someone."
Char himself couldn't remember how many times he had woken up from a coma.
In fact, this kind of taste is really uncomfortable, when you wake up from a coma, generally speaking, people are dizzy, and there is a faint pain in the brain, a headache, just like a hangover and not waking up, when you wake up, the whole body is sore, and you feel that the whole person is dazed.
As soon as he woke up, he immediately sat up, then looked around and froze.
At this moment, it is already a sky full of stars, and a waning moon hangs on the head.
It's just that the weather is fine tonight, there are no clouds in the sky, and the stars and moonlight are quite bright and bright.
When Char sat up, it was natural to find that he was no longer in the city.
It's clearly a place in the middle of nowhere.
There was a small forest around, and there was a burst of owl chirping in the woods.
The night breeze gusted, sending a hint of coolness, and I took a deep breath, and my nose was filled with the smell of earth and grass.
Char sat up, and saw that the old guy was sitting there about ten meters away, his hands were fiddling with something, and when he looked closely, Char could see that it was actually two fat hares, and the old guy was skinning and cleaning the prey.
Char rubbed his head vigorously and looked at the old man: "Hey, are you kidnapping?"
The old guy turned his head and glanced at Char: "Hmph, I woke up a little later than I expected, look at the person you were born to be tall and big, why did it take so long for your body to wake up so weakly, alas, in the future, you will follow me to cultivate, but you have to work hard, I have to train you well, let you strengthen your physique to a sufficient level first, I didn't expect you guy, the surname is so good, but you have such a good physique in vain, it is really a thing that is not valued."
When Char heard this, he immediately felt angry in his heart, thinking that before Lao Tzu was injured, everyone said that I was a monster with a strong physique, if it weren't for Merlin, he took a breath, looked at the old guy, and didn't speak.
The old man finished the things in his hand and said, "I'll wait until you're hungry, come, come, have some dinner, and when you're full, you can worship me as a teacher."
I don't have any school, and I have cultivated myself to this day, so there are no rules, you knelt down so-so and begged me to accept you as an apprentice, and then I pretended to refuse, you come and beg me again, ask for three or five times, and I will accept you again, which is considered a courtesy. ” Char didn't bother to pay attention to the old guy's own words, got up and walked to him, looked at the game in his hand, and suddenly said coldly: "You are not doing it right." ” "Ah what" Char sighed: "This rabbit meat, first of all, you have to rub it vigorously to knead all the tendons in the meat, so that the taste will not be too old."
And you have to use some seasonings to smear inside and outside first, make it even, and make it to taste. ” As he spoke, he simply reached out and took the two rabbits from the old guy's hands, rubbed them vigorously in his hands for a while, and then looked at the old guy: "Is there any seasoning?"
The old man seemed to be a guy living in the wilderness at that time, lifted his robe, and took out a small packet of various condiments, sauces, salt, and the like.
Char saw it, but frowned: "That's the only thing, alas, it seems that you have no mouth, this thing, my skills can be used less than half of it at most." ” As he spoke, he poured out the spices and carefully sorted them out.
After a while, he asked the old fellow, "It's time to make a fire, and if you have an axe or a knife, you don't have some firewood." ” The old man glanced at Char, as if he wanted to say something, but finally took out a knife from his waist and handed it to Char: "Only this." ” Char glanced at Aslan: "Didn't you say that you are a sword master, you always have a sword?"
The old man suddenly glared: "Nonsense, how can my Yaslan's sword be easily unsheathed, and it must be bloody, how can I give it to you to chop wood?"
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Char pursed the corners of his lips and muttered in a low voice: "You guys have a lot of rules" He took the knife in his hand, weighed it a few times, ran to the side and cut some branches, and then sat there, and used the knife to cut these branches into a section When Char was chopping wood, the old man saw his movements, and every time Char cut down, it seemed to have a strange rhythm and profound artistic conception, and each knife seemed to cut the most vulnerable place of the wood grain of firewood and grass.
The old man looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but praise: "Yes, your wood-chopping technique is extraordinary, it seems that I underestimated you before, although your body is weaker, but this kung fu, obviously your surname is higher than I expected."
Char split for a while, but suddenly remembered that Adeline had cut a wooden flower for her in the first place, and she ran away again, would she be worried In the city of Denzel, the angry General Green jumped like thunder, cursing the irresponsible and indiscriminate disappearance of the boss The fire soon rose, Char's barbecue skills were naturally extraordinary, and the two hares were under his conditioning, and the fragrance was overflowing after a while, and the head just kept shrugging his nose, and suddenly looked greedy, and couldn't help but praise again and again: "Good craftsmanship is really good craftsmanship is just this smell, it is ten times stronger than what Lao Tzu himself made haha, it seems that Lao Tzu will have a good mouth in the future" As he spoke, he was about to reach out and grab it, and Char slapped his hand with the knife: "It's not cooked."
The back of the knife slapped down, but Yaslan's palm suddenly flashed, and Char naturally slapped it empty.
Char was almost instinctive, and subconsciously changed the back of the knife into a blade, and cut it back, although the speed was not fast, but whether it was the angle or the rhythm, it made Yaslan's eyes light up, and he couldn't help but "Yi".
Immediately, Yaslan turned his palm again, and his palm suddenly seemed to suddenly turn into several shadows, Char changed his move again, and the blade turned into a knife tip and stabbed directly in several afterimages, only to see the two of them use a knife and a hand, and in the blink of an eye, they each changed seven or eight techniques, but no one touched anyone.
The old man finally laughed, retracted his hand, and looked more closely, but one of the two rabbits that was being barbecued was already in his hand.
He wasn't afraid of being hot, so he grabbed it in his hand so greasy, and laughed: "Boy, you just took out the knife, it's your chopping technique that makes it beautiful."
Char froze on her own When he shot just now, his mind was originally empty, without any distractions, just thinking that he couldn't let this old guy grab something, so he subconsciously shot, the old guy changed his gestures, he naturally used a knife to keep up, and he didn't have time to think about it in his mind, but he didn't know how, the technique of chopping wood was so subconsciously used to change in the past, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do this natural freehand feeling.
Now being reminded by the old guy, Char suddenly woke up, thought about it carefully, and felt that in the process of shooting just now, the frequency and rhythm of the action, the angle of the shot, and the changing position were almost all smooth and natural to the extreme Even if he was not injured before, his strength was certainly countless times better than now, but the smooth freehand of the shot, this natural feeling, could never be done After he was stunned, he suddenly became a little excited, and couldn't help but stab the knife out again, flipping his palm a few times, but this time, Char had the idea of "doing a good job" in his heart, but the shot was not as mellow and natural as just now, under his deliberate effort, the strength and speed were higher than just now, but the feeling of smoothness and freehand was impossible to grasp.
After a few attempts, he sighed in disappointment.
Yaslan watched from the side, as if he had also seen something, and smiled faintly: "It seems that your enlightenment and realm are high enough, but you still lack an opportunity to break through."
Just now it was just the moment when the water was overflowing, and the comprehension you had accumulated for a long time was revealed at this moment, but this feeling can be encountered and unwanted, if you deliberately look for it, you can't find it.
Boy, you're already on the threshold, just this last step. ” As he spoke, the old guy opened his mouth and bit the rabbit meat fiercely, but the next moment, his face suddenly changed wildly, he screamed in pain, and quickly threw the rabbit out, sticking out his tongue and desperately grasping it with his hands.
Char looked at it and smiled: "I said that I can't eat it now, no, it's hot, even if you have practiced martial arts, your hands are not afraid of being hot, but I have only heard that some people have trained their palms to be as hard as iron, but I have never heard of anyone who can train their tongues to be as hard as iron."
Hahahaha" In the night, the old man's screams and Char's laughter were heard, and the two voices fused together, but there was a bit of harmony.
After a while, Char took off the remaining roasted rabbit, gently cut it, and let the heat in the rabbit meat dissipate for a while before taking a bite of it.
The old man Aslan sat aside, scratching his ears and cheeks, fidgeting, and after a while, he heard the old man's stomach beating like a drum, just looking at Char, the old guy was proud of his identity, but he couldn't do the humiliating act of asking a junior boy for food.
Finally, after Char gnawed off the little half rabbit, he looked at the old guy: "Are you hungry?"
"Nonsense, I received news from Merlin, so I came from thousands of miles, I walked at least twenty thousand miles, running all the way, where is there time to eat" When the old guy spoke, his eyes stared at the rabbit meat in Char's hand ridiculously.
"That's it, if you stare at me like this, I won't be able to eat it."
Char ripped off half of the food and handed it to Aslan: "Just let me respect the elderly." ” Yaslan laughed, took it, took a bite, and then puffed out his cheeks and shouted again and again: "Good taste, good taste" He closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed: "The taste of this thing you made, how can I eat it so familiarly, it seems that I have eaten this delicious thing many years ago, but that thing is not made by you, but the taste is very similar." ” He suddenly seemed to remember something, and stared at Char: "Who did you learn your ability to roast wild game from?"
Char knew in his heart that he knew what this old man was referring to The last time he went to Wildfire Town, Char already knew that Aunt Sofia, who watched him grow up, was by no means an extraordinary person, and his adoptive father and Merlin and others were all monster-level masters.
What kind of battle intent sword saint is in front of him, I'm afraid that he is also one of those old monsters, and it is not surprising to know Aunt Sofia.
Char smiled: "My cooking skills are all learned from Aunt Sofia, don't you know who Aunt Sofia is, I seem to have heard Merlin call her Sophie, well, that's right, it's Sophie, you know the name."
Who would have thought, after listening to Char's words, old Aslan's face suddenly changed wildly, his hand shook, and the game also fell to the ground, grew his mouth, and looked at Char directly, after a while, he suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Sophie, Sophie, you know Sophie, no wonder the things you make taste so much like her, you learned from her quickly, tell me quickly, where she is, quickly talk quickly" Looking at the old man's anxious appearance, Char froze, opened his mouth wide, but secretly thought in his heart: Yi This old guy looks like he has been stepped on by someone's tail, could it be that he had a leg with Aunt Sofia back then Grandma's, why is the relationship between these old perverts so complicated If you think about it, old Merlin loves my adoptive father, but my adoptive father seems to have a good relationship with Aunt Sophia, Aunt Sofia likes Emperor Odin, and Emperor Odin seems to like Adeline's mother Now what kind of "Battle Spirit Sword Saint" has appeared, as soon as he heard Aunt Sofia's name, his eyes lit up like a stallion in heat, "cough cough" Char looked at the old man: "You know Aunt Sofia" "It's Sophie" Aslan took a deep breath: "Tell me quickly, where is she now I haven't heard from her for years, I" Char looked at him, suddenly sighed, and then deliberately smiled: "I know where she is, but she is already married, and she has given birth to two or three children, do you really want to see him?"
When the old man heard this, he suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly; "What is married, children, children have given birth to two or three, hell, who is the person she married, is it that she is married to the Emperor of Odin, that guy is not right, that guy doesn't like Sophie, so who is he married, I think about it, among the ten strongest people in the world, that old drunkard is not one else, it seems that there is no one except me" "She's not married to any strong man."
Char shook his head: "It's just an ordinary tavern owner in a small town, and he only has one eye and a mouthful of gold teeth."
When the old man heard this, his whole person froze, staring at Char, motionless, his lips squirming, but he couldn't say a word: " To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: