Chapter 845: Too Weak



Tang Xiaobao coughed and said, "Actually, there really is no ancient martial arts in the current martial arts world. Um, do you really want to teach them martial arts?"

"Ah? Brother Tang, didn't you ask me to teach them?" Wanru was stunned.

"Master, we can endure hardships."

Wu Bing was a little anxious. From what Tang Xiaobao said, it seemed that he did not support Wanru being their master.

Deng Hua and Liu Yong also hurriedly called out, "Master, don't look down on us because we are weak. We can all endure hardships. Please teach us ancient martial arts."

As they spoke, they were about to break down inside.

It's so embarrassing. Today is really embarrassing.

But they were really convinced!

Moreover, they extremely hope to become Wanru's disciple.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaobao didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm. He even thought the three of them were quite valuable, so he said with a smile, "Okay, if you want to accept them as your disciples, that's fine. However, since it's a formal practice, there are still rules to follow!"

Rules?

Wu Bing and the other two exchanged glances, then knelt down and kowtowed directly to Wanru.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

sweat!

Tang Xiaobao was stunned.

Is this the rule?

You grown men actually kneel down to a little girl without hesitation. Where is your dignity?

Tang Xiaobao couldn't understand.

In fact, he didn't know how attractive Wanru's martial arts were to Wu Bing and the other two.

Ancient martial arts, Qinggong techniques! Real internal energy!

For a martial artist, this is the real martial arts method. If you don’t understand the internal strength, you can’t be considered to have gotten started.

Therefore, for Wu Bing and the other two, kneeling down to a strong man like Wanru is not shameful at all. Being able to worship Wanru as a teacher is a great opportunity and honor.

But Wanru said seriously: "Now you can only become nominal disciples of my Divine Sword Sect."

The three of them looked at each other.

Tang Xiaobao explained, "Wanru is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. If you want to become her disciple, I think she should ask the sect for permission. You should know that she learns authentic ancient martial arts, which are countless times more advanced than the martial arts you learn in the secular world. This is also your opportunity."

The three of them were very excited and responded, "Yes, Master."

Wanru suddenly turned around and asked Tang Xiaobao, "Brother Tang, do you think we can accept them into the sect?"

Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "You have to ask your sect leader about this matter, it's useless to ask me."

"But you are the supreme elder of our Divine Sword Sect, and the Sect Master has to listen to you. If you agree, I will formally accept them into the sect. When there is a chance, I will bring them back to the sect to hold a formal initiation ceremony." Wanru blinked.

What?

Supreme Elder?

Mr. Tang is the supreme elder of the Divine Sword Sect?

One generation higher than the clan leader?

Wu Bing and the other two were dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock, and they felt a little devastated inside.

People in the martial arts world attach the most importance to seniority.

They worshipped Wanru as their master, so the sect leader was their master's great master. What should they call Tang Xiaobao? Grand master?

sweat.

In fact, Tang Xiaobao's seniority is not just one generation higher than the sect leader, he is many times higher than the God of Food. He and the God of Food are both supreme elders, and they are brothers, so their seniority is calculated from here.

Forget it, there is no way to calculate the generations. I need to build a ladder, but I can’t even climb up to the top.

Tang Xiaobao was also confused.

He forgot about it.

What Wanru said made sense. He was the supreme elder and the great benefactor of the Divine Sword Sect. His words were more effective than those of the sect master.

Looking at the three people's eager eyes, Tang Xiaobao coughed and said, "Okay! Then I allow it! From now on, they are also considered disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. I can teach them authentic ancient martial arts when I have the chance in the future."

"OK."

Wanru turned to look at Wu Bing and the other two and said, "You guys get up."

"Hey, you should introduce yourselves to your master, right?" Tang Xiaobao laughed.

He thought it was quite interesting that three grown men took Wanru as their master.

Wu Bing and the other two called him "Master" and introduced themselves.

"Okay, now it's time for you to pay your respects to the Grand Elder." Wanru said to Wu Bing and the other two.

Wu Bing and the other two were immediately extremely upset and looked at Tang Xiaobao with an embarrassment on their faces.

They don't know what to call it.

Seeing this, Wan Ru snorted, "What? Didn't you hear me? The first rule of the Divine Sword Sect is to respect teachers and elders. You must not disobey the words of your elders. Otherwise, your tendons will be cut, you will be expelled from the sect, and you will never be allowed to show yourself as a disciple again. If you disobey, you will be hunted down by the sect!"

Wu Bing and the other two were sweating coldly, but they really didn't know what to call him.

Finally, Deng Hua couldn't help but ask, "Master, how should we address the Supreme Elder?"

"The Grand Elder is the Grand Elder. What else can he be called? What do you want to call him?" Wanru was stunned.

"Ah?" Wu Bing exclaimed, "Don't we need to call him Grand Master?"

"No need." Tang Xiaobao saw Wanru looking at him and quickly waved his hand: "Hey, don't call me too old, I'm much younger than you."

Wu Bing and the other two walked up to Tang Xiaobao and knelt down as if they had been pardoned.

Tang Xiaobao said, "There's no need to kneel down, right?"

"This is necessary, Brother Tang. Didn't you say that rules are necessary?" Wanru said seriously.

Wu Bing and the other two knelt down, kowtowed to Tang Xiaobao, and called him "Grand Elder".

Tang Xiaobao was speechless.

He felt particularly awkward and embarrassed after receiving this bow.

"Okay, okay, we've paid our respects. Since we have nothing to do today, Wanru, you can take this opportunity to teach them!" said Tang Xiaobao.

Wanru asked, "Do you want to squat in a horse stance first?"

"No need." Tang Xiaobao said ashamedly: "They are all masters."

Wan Ru curled her lips and muttered, "This is a master, so weak."

Wu Bing and the other two blushed, feeling extremely ashamed, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Alright, since Brother Tang said we don't need to do the horse stance, I have to see what kind of strength you have. I can then formulate the next training plan based on your foundation." Wanru waved, "Come, come up one by one and spar with me. I want to take a closer look at your foundation."

Tang Xiaofu was happy.

Hey, you want to fight again?

He looked at Wu Bing and the other two with sympathy, then quickly slipped away, got into the car, and leaned back against the steering wheel, ready to watch the show.

Wu Bing looked at Deng Hua and then at Liu Yong.

No one dared to step forward.

Wanru couldn't wait any longer and frowned, "What? Afraid? If you're afraid, don't even bother entering the Divine Sword Sect. Didn't you just say you weren't afraid of hardship?"

"Don't be afraid!" Wu Bing spoke quickly.

"Yes, we are not afraid of hardship." Deng Hua and Liu Yong also expressed their views.

Wanru said, "Then go ahead, one by one. Wu Bing, you go first."

Wu Bing's heart tightened, and he stepped forward with his head held high.

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