Ying Tianling secretly felt the old man's strength so strong that his whole body was a little weak.

"Senior, are you..." Ying Tianling held back the pain and said in confusion.

"Boy, your bone accuracy is good. You are a genius. Do you want to follow me?" The old man smiled.

"It's better not to do it! Since the seeds have been selected and I am already so big, I can't waste my energy with you." Ying Tianling smiled. At this time, the old man's palm had loosened, and Ying Tianling also felt a softness all over his body.

"We must follow even if we don't follow. Our martial arts cannot be lost." The old man said angrily. The leader who always doesn't speak or gets angry actually threatens others today. This is really strange.

"Martial Arts?" Ying Tianling said in surprise. He only knew sutras and spiritual treasures, but he didn't know what martial arts was.

"Are you interested? I'll teach you!" the old man smiled.

"What if I learn from them?" Ying Tianling looked at Shi'er and Santian's two children.

"Call them together, you can learn." The old man said lightly, obviously he didn't care much about the two of them.

Ying Tianling was about to speak, but the old man's palm was pressed on Ying Tianling's shoulder. Ying Tianling felt a force coming. Logically, an old man should not have such great strength, but Ying Tianling felt that the wrist power of the master was greater than that of Shi San.

Only the person in charge said, "Learn or not?"

There was a trace of threat in the words of the master, but this threat seemed to be useless to Tianling. I saw Ying Tianling's palm placed on the palm of the master, and the random wrist suddenly exerted force. However, Ying Tianling used all his strength to make the old man's wrist apart. Although Ying Tianling's wrist strength was not very strong, the power trained by the old man Yungu was not to be shown. Ying Tianling could not spread the old man's wrist, which shows how powerful the old man's power was.

The old man loosened his wrist and said randomly: "You are not willing to do it, so let's have a competition! If I win, I will learn martial arts with me. If you win, I will go wherever you want, and I won't stop you."

Ying Tianling became quick to respond when he heard the old man say this. He has spiritual power, but the old man only has a brute force. If he wants to use brute force to defeat the spiritual power, it will obviously be difficult.

The old man flew into the ring, but there was a hint of complacent expression on his face. But Ying Tianling also looked calm. It was not that he didn't want to learn the martial arts that the old man said. He had to consider Shier and Santian's two children. If he learned all the martial arts of the old man, what should he do if the two children?

"Come on!" the old man shouted, and everyone below looked at the old man in surprise. In the past ten years, the old man had never been so happy, or that no one had seen him perform martial arts. Now he used martial arts not to protect the martial arts city, but to allow a young man to learn martial arts from him. It can be seen how much expectations the master has for the corresponding heavenly orders.

Ying Tianling smiled, but his face was still modest and cautious. He dared not relax at all, because the power that an old man could become the guardian of a city was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The old man looked at Ying Tianling, and saw that there seemed to be a ray of light in the old man's eyes, which seemed to be a kind of contempt.

Ying Tianling's body burst out, and the ancient method of the Heavenly King also started to operate in an instant. He moved the ancient method of the Heavenly King to suppress the old man, otherwise he would have lost to the master in terms of momentum.

Ying Tianling flew out, and his clenched fist was swaying towards the old man. However, the old man seemed to have turned around for a few times and easily avoided Ying Tianling's fist.

Ying Tianling stepped forward again, flew out at random, kicked the old man's abdomen.

The old man's eyes condensed and his hands grabbed Ying Tianling's right foot. The old man jumped up and kicked Ying Tianling's lower abdomen. A sharp pain came, and Ying Tianling's body flew backwards, and his whole body began to become weak.

Ying Tianling stood up straight, obviously the spiritual power was supporting him. He was very surprised that his spiritual power was so powerful, but the old man kicked him all over his body with just a simple kick.

"Are you here again?" the old man smiled, and saw his step and his body slowly approaching Ying Tianling. At this time, Ying Tianling could only barely stand up straight. If he wanted to fully recover, it would take at least half a day.

At this time, he had arrived in front of Ying Tianling, and his palm was pressed on Ying Tianling's shoulder again. Ying Tianling felt a heavy force on his shoulder, as if he wanted to crush Ying Tianling.

Ying Tianling gritted his teeth, stretched his feet straight, and carried the old man's palm.

"As long as you kneel down, you will be my disciple." He smiled slightly, obviously he was very sure of defeating Ying Tianling.

"Hmph, it's not over yet!" Ying Tianling smiled and saw the Tianhuang Hammer appear in his hand. Now the Tianhuang Hammer is only short of his arm, but his strength has not weakened at all.

Ying Tianling held the Tianhuang hammer and blew it at the old man's chest, but in an instant, a strange thing emanated from the old man's body. Ying Tianling could feel that this was not spiritual power, but another kind of power, which might be what the old man mentioned.

The old man retreated back, kicked Ying Tianling's chest with his right foot, and kicked Ying Tianling out.

Ying Tianling also felt cold sweat. He didn't expect that he could still kick himself when he left. It seemed that the old man was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.

Ying Tianling's black spear appeared in his hand. The black spear poked the ground and a scratch appeared. Ying Tianling's body barely stabilized. If he had kicked Ying Tianling with all his strength just now, I'm afraid Ying Tianling would be a dead person now.

Ying Tianling took the black spear and flew out. The sharp tip of the gun was sharper at the old man, but the old man's palm blocked in front of him and collided with the tip of the gun. Ying Tianling originally thought that the black spear could penetrate the palm of the gun, but he didn't expect that the old man's palm only touched the tip of the gun, and did not gush blood donation like he imagined.

"How could this happen?" Ying Tianling murmured. This was the first time he encountered such lightness.

"This is the power of martial arts." The old man smiled, and saw that the old man's steps were slowly moving towards Ying Tianling. The strange steps made Ying Tianling feel a little dizzy.

The old man appeared less than two inches away from Ying Tianling. Ying Tianling could clearly see the wrinkles on the old man's face and the white hair on his head.

At this time, the old man had already grabbed Ying Tianling's black spear with one hand, while the other hand rushed straight towards Ying Tianling's chest. Another strong blow was another. Ying Tianling had already suffered several attacks, but with the power of his God King realm, he could not defeat the old man.

Ying Tianling's left hand was freed out, and Tianhuang Hammer appeared again. The Tianhuang Hammer smashed at the old man as fast as possible. The old man was also shocked. Unexpectedly, Ying Tianling did not protect himself well, but wanted to launch an attack.

The old man smiled slightly, and with his palm exerted force, Ying Tianling also felt a sharp pain, and the black spear in his hand was out of his hand. At the moment when the black spear was about to land, the old man kicked the soles of the foot, and the black spear hit the Tianhuang hammer. The Tianhuang hammer also fell from Ying Tianling's hands. The old man's feet reached between Ying Tianling's feet, and then kicked Ying Tianling's feet. At this time, Ying Tianling's body had begun to unstable, and even his feet were a little weak.

Seeing this, the old man suddenly used force on his arm and pulled Ying Tianling to his side. His shoulders hit Ying Tianling's chin, making Ying Tianling's teeth loose.

Bang!

Ying Tianling fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

"Ugly boy, are you here again? It's time to admit defeat now!" The old man smiled, but Ying Tianling did not admit defeat. Another Tianhuang hammer appeared in his hand, but this time the Tianhuang hammer was extremely huge, like a hill.

I saw Ying Tianling's arm move and the Tianhuang hammer slowly fell down. It was obvious that Ying Tianling was almost at its limit.

The old man stared at the slowly falling Tianhuang Hammer, then stretched his palm up, and the old man's body bounced out, and the old man's where he went was Tianhuang Hammer.

At this time, the old man's body was like a sharp sword, and he was a sword against Tianhuang Hammer.

boom!

The hammer of the sky floated away, and the old man's body also fell. He jumped and came to Ying Tianling with a sharp look.

"Now, just use whatever tricks you have!" said lightly, but a stream of air flow surrounded his palm. It seemed that the Tianhuang Hammer was broken just now was also because of this air flow.

"Hmph, I don't want to use other tricks." Ying Tianling smiled. "I admit defeat!"

When the old man heard these three words, a hint of joy flashed across his face. Obviously, he wanted to give in to Ying Tianling.

I saw Ying Tianling barely supporting his body, kneeling on the ground with his feet, and knocking three times at him.

"Okay, you will be my disciple from now on, and you will be my disciples and Santian. You will be my disciples." The old man laughed, but it was more because of Ying Tianling.

"Master!" Ying Tianling shouted softly.

"Yeah!" replied with a smile, and then said, "Let's start practicing now. Your foundation has not been laid well. You must start from scratch. If you practice well, I will take you to understand the highest martial arts - Tianwu."

When the old man talked about Tianwu, his tone became a little heavy. It seemed that Tianwu was not simple.

...

"Go and fill these five large jars with water for me, and give you three hours." The old man smiled. At this time, Ying Tianling was laying the foundation step by step, and Ying Tianling's daily training was to dive into the water and chop firewood, or climb over the wall. This was not training at all, but a real coolie.

"Master, the water is full!" Ying Tianling shouted. It only took him two hours, which was much faster than before. At the beginning, it took Ying Tianling at least half a day to pick up five large tanks, but now it only took Ying Tianling two hours, which is indeed a bit surprising.
Chapter completed!