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Perhaps in the appearance of ordinary people, I just did nothing, and there was no big change from the last time.

It was still the same as before, and he punched it up, but this time he was careful and secretly prepared a second blow, just to attack Senior Sister Yun Yong once.

But in the eyes of experts like my senior sister, what I saw was a different situation.

Without even feeling it, she made the surging punch inaction and attacked herself with the second punch that had been secretly accumulated. This was absolutely impossible for me.

This is not only because of my personality problem, but also the fighting style of martial artists. The martial artists in the Dragon Ball World pay attention to the indomitable fighting spirit. This punch, my attack, no matter what your reaction is, I will always blast out according to this rule.

In that world, everyone has this spirit and their fighting style is like this. No matter you are a good person or a bad person, those who can get on the table always have their own dignity. Even as a villain, the dignity of such a strong man exists.

Since you have attacked like this, I must fight you in this way. So, in my original battle, no matter what moves I use, whether it is close combat or bombing of energy bombs, I do my best to bomb every attack.

Although such a battle is quite suitable in the Dragon Ball world, it is better to go to other worlds. When encountering ordinary enemies, I can still use the energy of heaven and earth to fight them on a normal scale. Most of these guys like to fight head-on, so there is still no difficulty.

However, this is not the case for the Panda monks in the martial arts academy.

Everyone is a user of qi, and Pandas are not as powerful as the guys in the Dragon Ball World, although their destructive power is not as strong as theirs, they cannot rely on their own power to destroy a planet or something. But if the art of moves is undoubtedly a few streets in the Dragon Ball World.

Most of the moves of monks are skills in combat. They use the lowest consumption to achieve maximum destructive power and maximum defense ability. In one-on-one battle, they are obviously so huge, but relying on the exquisite moves they master in their hands, they can turn the enemy around.

This is why last time, I was so powerful, but I was gently blocked by Senior Sister Yun Yong. It’s not that I’m not powerful, but that my opponent is many times stronger than me.

Although the saying that one strength is strong and ten will exist, the monk's moves cannot be said to be of no use to a guy like me. Although I still have the same momentum of moving forward as before in the battle, I also have a sense of freedom of advancement and retreat. This is something I cannot compare with.

To give an analogy, it turns out that although I charge into the enemy, I can cause huge destructive power, I may not be able to come back. But now, I have rushed in and can still come out smoothly while ensuring my safety. This is the way of fighting that I have mastered through the past two days of knots.

If you use too much strength to use dough, the dough you make will be particularly hard, and the steamed buns you make will naturally have a very poor taste and cannot be put into the mouth. If you use too little strength, the dough you knead will lose its muscles and bones, and the steamed buns you make will be like chewing wax.

Moreover, the amount of water poured, when to pour water, etc., all have strict requirements. If there is a failure, the steamed buns made will lead to various negative effects after eating them. Of course, the negative impact will come from, and the specific situation of the master in the mountain is still asking the master. After all, I am only responsible for kneading the dough, and making steamed buns is still the master’s business.

And in this process of knotting, I also roughly understood what it means to have yin and yang, and to combine hardness and softness. Although this is a bit funny, it is indeed a truth. The way of martial arts comes from every slightest bit in daily life. After all, the earliest monks were all passed down from these lives and passed down from generation to generation, so that the current monks were born.

"It's not bad. It seems that you have really understood it."

The next day, Master Shang Xi, who had handled what he had at hand, smiled and watched my senior sister and I fight again, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"The way of martial arts must know how to combine hardness and softness. Too hardness will break, and too softness will be weak. What you are doing now is very good, very good."

"Thank you for your praise, Master."

I bent down and bowed respectfully to the master, and I was convinced. Of course, this bow was also for Master Banshan beside Master Shangxi. He has been educating me for a while, so that I avoided many detours.

"Hold this."

Suddenly, he stroked his beard with a smile again. The master took out a golden scroll from his long sleeves and threw it at me very lightly.

"Isn't this? The scroll when I last confirmed my identity? Master, are you?"

I looked puzzled. After confirming my identity last time, Master Shangxi took away the golden scroll. At this time, I threw it to me again. What does it mean?

"Open it."

The master's words were still so concise and clear, and his face was filled with such a smile, which made me not know what he was thinking at this moment. But I still said that I obeyed the master's words. Anyway, this fat panda man would not cheat me, so there was no need not to believe him.

He gently pulled off the silk thread from the scroll again and slowly opened the golden scroll. Then, a golden light appeared on the scroll again, and a small golden Chinese dragon flew up from the light again, and then a huge magic circle formed at my feet, completely wrapping me up.

"What's going on?"

I slapped the golden light curtain blocking me hard and found that this thing was completely constructed by the power of the law. With my current strength, I couldn't help but shout at the two masters and gods who were still smiling outside.

"When the lost son is no longer confused and finds his own path again, the golden Xianglong will guide him to where he should go. Then, our Liu Lang clan fulfills his mission and completes what he should do."

He did not answer my question, and Master Shang Xi still looked at me in the magic circle with a smile as usual.

"Since you are no longer confused, go to the place you should go. Before our Panda tribe has arrived, I can't watch you continue to walk. Disciple, although we have only been this short-term disciple, I believe that with your character, the future will not be bad. As the saying goes, disasters will last for a thousand years, and you should live for a long time."

As the master said something that made me unable to complain, the golden light emitted from the magic circle under my feet became more and more vigorous. Then, my body gradually shattered and slowly merged into the golden light curtain.

Hello, I don’t want to leave this island now. It’s only been so short that I still have a lot of things I want to do.

"So goodbye, apprentice, I believe you and I will be destined to see you."

The master looked at me with a smile, then clasped his fists and bowed in the direction of me.

Behind Master Shangxi, Master Banshan, Senior Brother Huo Claw, Senior Sister Yun Yong, and many other monks I didn't know at all, all bowed slowly to my position. Then, before I could return the gift, I completely integrated into the magic circle. Then, a golden light rushed into the sky and slowly disappeared from the other end of the sky.

"Ah, Master, do you think we really may see our junior brother again in the future? After all, the Mitsukoshi Island has been moving in the endless sea."

After watching the golden light disappear into the sky, Fire Claw suddenly asked Master Shang Xi beside him.

"Why can't it? As long as you have the fate, nothing is a problem."

The master still said with a smile.

"Oh by the way, it seems that the senior brother was traveling in Azeroth. Will they meet him?"

Yun Yong, who was on the other side, suddenly thought of something and asked his master.

"Ah, this. Whatever you encounter, what can you do if you don't. No matter what, time is constantly passing by. Don't think so much, living a good day is the real thing, right?"

After stroking his beard, the master's figure disappeared in front of everyone. It seemed that he didn't want to continue answering this question.

But Master Banshan on the side clearly felt something was wrong. According to his understanding of the old man, he shouldn't have said so little! No, something was wrong!

So Master Banshan, who discovered something, rushed towards his wine cellar. Of course, he was naturally not as fast as Master Shang Xi when he was practicing the kitchen. When he arrived at the place, he could only look at his wine cellar and roar with anger. But then he felt relieved. Fortunately, the only one who was taken away by Old Man Shang Xi was the only one who was prepared.

"So, sometimes, we have to live a good life. This kind of life is life."

On the top of the mountain behind Mizong Island, Master Shang Xi leaned on the pine trees alone and looked into the distance with a smile. Beside him, there was a half-empty wine barrel, which should be part of the wine received from Master Banshan.

"Ahhh, of course you can say that too. After all, your Liu Lang clan has finally completed the mission that has been carried by so long. After putting down your burden, you will naturally feel happy."

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the top of the big tree, as if someone was sitting on the top of the tree.

The master did not find this sound at all, and he was still drinking leisurely and looking into the distance.

"It is not just the Liu Lang clan who has completed his mission, right?"

Then, the top of the mountain fell into silence.

A gust of wind blew, and Master Shang Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the distance, the sun slowly set.

Time passed by like this.


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