Chapter 81: Challenge? Weird Magic
Douqiong Martial Arts School looks like it has been around for many years.
The brick walls in the yard have turned gray, and the marble on the ground has mottled cracks. If you look closely, you can faintly see some broken footprints.
It seemed as if it had been dented by someone and then cracked by someone who came later.
The yard is relatively empty, with an old tree planted there. It is hard to tell how old the tree is, but its branches are rugged and withered, as if it is about to die.
The old tree was surrounded by a fence with a hemp rope hanging on it and a few short coats hung on the rope to dry in the shade.
After passing the gateyard is the martial arts hall. It can be seen that it has been renovated. The walls have been freshly painted, the tatami on the floor are also new, and there are all kinds of strange plug-in devices and instruments placed inside.
In the yard and inside the dojo, it seemed as if two unrelated worlds were forcibly spliced together.
One side appears simple and ancient, while the other side is filled with a cold sense of technology. The whole picture appears both fragmented and contradictory.
Inside the dojo, at the service desk, a woman who was dozing with her head tilted to one side suddenly woke up from her dream. With confused eyes, she first glanced at Feng Mu standing in the yard, then her gaze passed over him and swept outside the yard.
The next moment, a sharp whistling sound that could blow the roof off the entire martial arts hall resounded.
"Master, Big Brother, the plaque has been cracked, someone is here to challenge us ah ah ah ah——"
Feng Mu looked at the petite figure who stood up from sitting in an instant and jumped onto the stage. He could hardly imagine that such a terrifying volume could burst out from her body.
Feng Mu's face changed slightly, and he quietly retracted his steps. If he retreated further at this time, he would seem guilty.
call out--
Feng Mu's temples were cut by the wind, and the loose hair at his ears pulled his face painfully. He almost put on his [mask] to defend himself out of stress.
"It's so fast that the wind that passes by is like a knife."
Feng Mu was horrified and his pupils shrank into needle points. Half a second later, a dull sonic boom sounded in his ears.
He turned his body stiffly and looked at the place where the plaque had fallen behind him. A thin and short old man with a pointed chin and monkey face was squatting on the ground. His hands were stroking the cracked plaque like a lover, and a pair of triangular eyes were looking at him like a cannibal.
"You just smashed the plaque of Douqiong Martial Arts School that had stood there for decades. Ha, you are quite courageous, boy."
Li Bashan looked down at Feng Mu from his high position. His burly figure, over two meters tall, blocked the light like a mountain, shrouding the latter in shadow.
Feng Mu's heart tightened instantly, and he felt as if he was being locked by a man-eating beast. The blood in his body was roaring and flowing as if he was threatened.
"It's very strong, very strong, ten times stronger than the oppression that the black-faced man brought to me. I felt that if I made the slightest move, I would be torn into pieces by this giant in the next second, without even a single intact bone left."
Feng Mu was not afraid. With the trump card of [Marry the Dead Twins], he was not afraid of death.
But the problem is, he didn't do anything, and a pot fell from the sky out of nowhere and was about to kill him. Was it because God couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to use someone else to take him away?
Several figures of varying heights and with intimidating auras walked out, and each of them stared at Feng Mu with undisguised murderous intent.
Feng Mu had killed people before, so he could sense the bloody smell of these murderous intentions. They were not bluffing. Each of these guys had blood on their hands, and more than him? ! ! No, it was just a martial arts hall. Did he take the wrong path and walk into a den of murderers? Feng Mu's eyes twitched. He saw the petite woman who screamed at the beginning, jumping and driving away the apprentices who were watching the excitement in the dojo to go back to practice, while closing the curtains and sliding the doors.
Close the door, kill people, bury the bodies... I am familiar with this process~ Feng Mu glanced at the old tree. He had even thought about where he would be buried later.
Feng Mu's heart was also boiling with murderous intent. He secretly memorized all these faces in his heart, but he kept a dull expression on his face. He said with a little fear: "Don't accuse me. I didn't touch the plaque. It fell down by itself. Don't try to blackmail me for money."
Li Bashan said in a muffled voice: "The plaque of Douqiong Martial Arts School has been hanging there for decades and it was fine. It fell to the ground as soon as you came. Are you kidding me?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and his big hand like a palm-leaf fan covered him.
"Bashan, he didn't lie." The old man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks behind him suddenly spoke up. He sighed and said, "The plaque fell off by itself. It's God's will, God's will."
In the crowd, several figures who heard the master's words looked at each other, all stunned, as if they had thought of something, their faces turned ugly at the same time, and one of them's eyes flickered slightly.
The petite woman cried out "Ah", and quickly grabbed Li Bashan, looking at Feng Mu carefully, and suddenly her face flushed as she said, "I remember now, you are a new student who came to apply for a card some time ago. It seems that you haven't been here since you applied for the card?"
The life-and-death crisis was resolved. Feng Mu sneered in his heart, but his face still looked a little confused about the situation, as if he had no idea that he had just walked through the gates of hell.
He pulled his membership card out of his pocket and asked in a nonchalant manner, "Well, I've been a bit busy for the past two weeks. Can I come in now?"
The petite woman was stunned. She had never expected that even under such circumstances, the new student in front of her wanted to join and even dared to join the martial arts school.
The disciples around him all looked at each other, as if to say, where did this student come from? Is he a fool? Only Li Bashan didn't think there was a problem. He was the first to move his burly body aside and apologized in a muffled voice: "You didn't lie to me, I wrongly blamed you."
"Don't blame me, Senior Brother. It's just that I'm too impetuous." The petite woman whispered.
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She was about to lead Feng Mu to the martial arts hall when she was interrupted by her master's voice: "Although he didn't crack the plaque, it happened to fall when he came. This is a bad omen. The ancestors don't welcome him. Hongya, return his money and let him go."
Hong Ya said "Oh", and hurried to the front desk to take out a stack of money. After thinking for a while, she took out a few more bills and hurried back to give them to Feng Mu.
Feng Mu frowned, as if he finally understood that this martial arts school did not welcome him. He took the money with a cold face, turned around and left.
After he left, the old man with a pointed chin and monkey face walked into the yard with his hands behind his back. All the closed disciples bowed and left immediately. Li Bashan, holding the plaque without saying a word, followed his master into the inner courtyard.
After entering the house, he placed the plaque flat on the table.
Li Bashan rubbed his palms and shook off some sawdust. He was born with great strength and it was difficult to control it, so he accidentally widened the crack on the plaque.
Since it's already cracked, it doesn't matter if it has a few more cracks. We'll have to find someone to fix it anyway.
The old man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face is named Li Guishe, the owner of Douqiong Martial Arts School. Li Bashan is his last disciple and also an abandoned baby he picked up and raised since childhood.
He glanced at the debris in Li Bashan's palm, his eyes twitching. Just as he was about to scold him, he caught a glimpse of something sticking out from the crack in the plaque.
"Huh?"
Li Guishe pushed the eldest disciple away, and the latter's burly body lost its balance and staggered backward, leaving two deep footprints on the ground.
"Master, why did you push me?" Li Bashan said in a muffled voice, with a look of grievance on his ferocious square face.
Li Guishe's attention was all on the plaque. He reached into the crack with his fingertips and pulled out the corner of a book page, which was yellow and dark.
There's a book hidden in the plaque? A secret book? ! !
Li Guishe emitted a cold green light, and he used his fingertips to tear off the surface of the plaque, revealing a secret book inside. On the cover were written four words in a flamboyant style - [Weird Magic Skills]!
(End of this chapter)
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