Chapter 140
Cao Wu wanted to stand on the sidelines, but found that he couldn't do it.

Unbearable, he silently shook his head and finally chose to speak.

"You want to practice martial arts? If you practice so blindly, you will not develop martial arts, but will only hurt your own muscles and bones."

Cao Wu's internal strength is profound, as long as he does not take the initiative to speak out, it is difficult to detect his aura and trace unless he is a peerless master.

So it wasn't until Cao Wu took the initiative to speak that Chang An realized belatedly that there was someone on the tree, an old acquaintance.

He raised his head vigorously to look at the crown of the tree, and he saw clearly that the man was Cao Wu under the cover of green leaves and branches, his sweaty face flushed instantly with embarrassment.

"Fifth Brother Cao, when were you here?"

Facing Chang An’s inquiry, Cao Wu’s mouth curled into a lazy smile, that smile was too relaxed, the light and shadow reflected the mottled leaves, sprinkled on his face, let Chang An under the tree see it, as if he saw the light in the sky. Immortal.

"Oh, I came earlier than you."

Cao Wu's words made Chang An's original blush burn like a fire, and his rough martial arts practice, if Cao Wu saw his rough martial arts, he would definitely be ridiculed by him.

I am so stupid, I insist on Zama step these days, but I can't feel a little change.

The changes he needs are not soreness or swelling, but physical changes.

What he wants to change is that he has become stronger, his fists are harder, and it hurts to punch people.

It is best to have a more stable foot and a more solid body.

Cao Wu was like a roundworm in Chang An's heart, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew why Chang An blushed with embarrassment.

He crossed his legs leisurely on the tree, and he couldn't help comforting him.

"Don't be so shy, you won't have anyone to teach you in the future, just don't practice blindly by yourself, at least you won't use yourself up."

"You can't be brave in learning martial arts. I'm really worried that your knees won't be able to bear it if you continue to practice without any rules."

When Chang An heard this, his heart was full of disappointment. It was because he didn't have a master to lead him in that he practiced hard here.

He didn't tell his mother about his idea of ​​practicing martial arts, not only because he didn't want to dampen other people's enthusiasm for studying, but also because he was afraid that his mother would pay him to hire a master in order to support him.

He has grown up so much, except for those days when Xibao was lying in bed and unconscious, and hunting desperately, he never earned a penny for his family at other times.

Now Xibao earns the most money in the family, and his father is also earning money. Although it is not as much as Xibao, it is still considered an income.

As the second brother, how could he have the nerve to spend Xibao's money instead?
Chang An's mood is really too complicated, and the child's thoughts will be easily expressed on his face. He doesn't agree with Cao Wu's words, and just keeps frowning, which makes Cao Wu feel uncomfortable.

Originally, he didn't intend to teach Chang An martial arts, but he just watched him practicing indiscriminately, and kindly reminded him that the method was wrong. How did he get a look of bitterness and hatred?

For Chang An, is martial arts really that important?
Cao Wu looked at the person under the tree, a 12-year-old boy, his fists were scratched at the knuckles, clenched tightly.

"Why do you insist on practicing martial arts? You are already 12 years old, so you are not afraid that you will not be able to bear the pain of practicing martial arts if your bones are too hard?"

The corners of Chang An's eyes were slightly red. Hearing these words, he unconvincedly yelled at Cao Wu on the canopy.

"I haven't had a chance to learn yet! How do you know I can't endure hardship? I must have a chance to endure hardship, right?"

"But I don't have anything now! I don't have money to teach Shuxiu, and I can't afford to pay respects to my master. Is there any other way for me to practice besides myself?"

Cao Wu was stunned by the sudden roar.

"Then why do you want to practice martial arts?"

"Why else? Brother Cao's martial arts are used to protect Mr. Cao, and I will have martial arts in the future to protect my family!"

"Well... Cao Wu originally wanted to speak out to persuade Chang An to give up.

Stretching the muscles and bones is simply more uncomfortable than death.

But after hearing Chang An's reasons for learning martial arts, he couldn't say anything to persuade him to quit.

After waiting for a while, Chang An saw that Fifth Brother Cao had no other reaction, and he was not in the mood to continue the conversation. He rearranged his clothes dejectedly and prepared to go home.

Before he took two steps, he heard the sound of his clothes ripping through the air behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a person fell from a height, stepping lightly on the dirt, and there was a sound.

"Stop." A clear voice sounded.

The person behind was telling himself to stop, and the person who spoke was Cao Wu.

Chang An suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking back at the spot.

Looking at Fifth Brother Cao, he saw that the person was holding a piece of foxtail in his mouth, with his hands folded around his chest, and he was looking at him leisurely.

"Fifth Brother Cao, what's the matter?" Chang An's eyes hadn't erased the disappointment, he asked pitifully and innocently, with grievance in his tone.

Ugh!
He couldn't bear these pitiful appearances!

Cao Wu coughed twice before speaking in a low voice.

"Protecting your son's safety is always my top priority. I don't have much free time. When I have free time, I can teach you a thing or two."

When Chang An heard these words, his smile suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny.

Suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, and he knelt down and kowtowed solemnly to Cao Wu, shouting loudly, "Meet Master!"

Cao Wu was not happy, instead his face darkened: "You misunderstood, I don't plan to accept disciples."

"Why?" Chang An just pulled out a smile, but now it was stiff at the corner of his mouth, and there was only a trace of joy, because this sentence also disappeared.

He asked again: "Why? If you are willing to teach me how to practice martial arts, isn't that my master? Why do you say you won't accept me?"

The most sincere question from the opposite child, Cao Wu touched the bridge of his nose in a little panic, Chang An's reaction was great, did he speak too seriously just now?
"Um, so what! I don't want to accept apprentices, it's my own problem, it has nothing to do with you."

"My time is limited, and I will only say it once when I give instructions. I will not be like a real master, watching you practice every day."

"I'll tell you the method, whether you can practice it or not, and whether you can persevere, all depend on your own creation, so I can't be a qualified master, do you understand what I mean?"

After hearing this explanation, Chang An's feeling of loss gradually faded away.

"Someone is willing to teach, and I am already very satisfied."

"Whether Fifth Brother Cao recognizes me as an apprentice or not, I will recognize you as Master, and I will call you Master from now on!"

Chang An didn't stand up at all, his excitement was beyond words.

In the end, it was expressed in behavior, that is, he kowtowed three times to Cao Wu unexpectedly, representing his determination to become a teacher.

He has a master, he finally has a master!
Chang An was immersed in his own joy, Cao Wu saw his sincere heart, although he was entangled, he still said some words of shock.

"I don't have much advice for you, and I won't accept your Shuxiu."

"Whether you didn't finish your studies or you did, you can't report my name outside in the future."

(End of this chapter)

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