My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 11 Rejected (for further reading)

"He actually learned it."

Jikang was shocked. As a passerby, Li Changkong gave Jikang two cognitive shocks in two days.

This made him couldn't help but start to look at the man in front of him squarely, and truly regarded him as an opponent, second only to Chu Lin.

"good."

Chu Lin was very satisfied with Li Changkong's performance on his face. He had been longing for a worthy opponent. He used to be Ji Kang, but now he added Li Changkong.

He always believes that the truly strong are never afraid to compete with the stronger.

Only by competing with the strong can we stimulate our potential, reach a higher level, and see more scenery.

Therefore, after Chu Lin discovered Jikang's talent, he began to cultivate him deliberately, in order to make him his opponent one day in the future.

Originally, he also planned to train Li Changkong, but he didn't expect Li Changkong to grow up so fast, breaking his inherent impression in just one day.

This made him more interested in Li Changkong, even more than Ji Kang.

How far you can grow, I will wait and see.

There was an expectant smile on Chu Lin's handsome face.

"Li Changkong, can you share how you practice stickiness?"

Speaking of this, Xu Xiu was also a little embarrassed. After all, this was Li Changkong's unique skill, and it was really difficult for him to share it.

"I can directly recommend you to the hall master. As long as a few hall masters like you, then you can skip the selection and assessment and become an official gang member directly."

After all, he looked at Li Changkong expectantly.

"of course can."

Li Changkong readily agreed, as a man with hooks, he didn't worry about any threats to him after other people learned to be sticky.

What's more, the skills in it are not necessarily learned by others.

"Actually, the reason is very simple."

Li Changkong looked calm and talked casually.

"I don't know if any of you here have played ball before."

"If you've played it, you'll see that if you hit the ball from above it spins forward, and if you hit the ball from below it spins back. So if you want the ball to go some distance and come back, you need to hit it from the bottom."

"So how do we play sticky like you said?"

Someone asked below.

"Didn't I say it?"

"You just need to split a mass of Qi and blood power to turn it into a ball, and then use the remaining Qi and blood power to hit its lower part like a pole to make it fly out. "

Looking at the confused crowd, Li Changkong shrugged:

"That's it, very simple."

What the hell, how easy is this?

Everyone thought about it carefully, and couldn't help cursing inwardly.

It's like someone asking a billionaire, what do I have to do to have dinner with Reba?
The rich man tells you that it is very simple, only need to spend 300 million.

simple?very simple.

is it hard?difficult.

Because the fuck I don't have 300 million at all!

In the same way, the people present did not have Li Changkong's powerful blood control ability. Naturally, what Li Changkong thought was very simple, it was as difficult for them to do.

"interesting."

Chu Lin was very interested in trying to drive his own blood as Li Changkong said, and he found that the power of Feng Boqi's move had improved significantly.

Although he can't use sticky strength yet, Chu Lin knows that if he continues to practice in this direction, it will be a matter of time before he masters sticky strength.

He looked forward to Li Changkong's future growth even more.

"So it is."

Xu Xiu suddenly realized that there are some things that only need someone to inspire, and the door to success can be opened.

Through Li Changkong's explanation, he has already found the direction of the future. Given time, he may not be able to enter the eighth-rank Bone Tempering Realm.

He called the waiting blue gang members and whispered a few words in their ears.

The gang member nodded and left the school along the path without attracting anyone's attention.

Then Xu Xiu clapped his hands and said:

"Let us thank Li Changkong for his selfless sharing."

"I hope you can have an epiphany and selfless dedication like Li Changkong."

"I promise here that if someone like Li Changkong can realize the truth of martial arts and share it actively, I will also use my authority to recommend him to the hall master, so that he will be exempted from the selection and assessment and become an official helper."

On the other side, in the meeting hall of the Dajiang Gang.

Three men in red military uniforms, embroidered with a picture of a rhino looking at the moon, were sitting and drinking tea facing each other. The man in the middle with wide earlobes was none other than Song Yan, the master of the Blood Killing Hall.

A gang member in blue was half kneeling down with his head bowed at this time, it was the gang member that Xu Xiu had instructed just now.

"I already know the person you mentioned, but as far as I know, this person did not perform well before, and he was at the bottom of the camp for two consecutive months. You go back and tell Xu Xiu, I think Li Changkong still needs to pass the selection test to prove that What he's doing right now is not a flash in the pan."

"Here."

The members of the Blue Clothes Gang bowed their heads in response, turned around and walked out of the meeting hall.

Looking at his back, the man on the left chuckled:
"Brother Song, this person is a good young man."

The person who spoke was named Wu Sihai, the head of the Sihai Hall of the Dajiang Gang.

He has a thin figure and a gloomy temperament, especially the prominent cheekbones on his face, which add a bit of meanness to him.

"The good seedlings are obedient, and the thorns will be pinched off."

Song Yan's expression remained unchanged, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea in it.

"It's not a good thing for a young man to be too aggressive. Let him dampen his spirit first, and wait until he has no way out, and then a certain family throws an olive branch at him. Are you afraid that he won't be used by me?"

"Brother Song is very calculating. If Brother Song didn't open his mouth, I really want to take this person into the hall and train him well."

Wu Sihai also had some appreciation for Li Changkong, but there are so many geniuses in the world, he still can't afford to turn his face against Song Yan for a genius who hasn't grown up yet.

"Fortunately, brother Ziyi is not here, otherwise, if Brother Song hears your words, you may have to compete again."

At this time, the man on the right also spoke.

Although he is over middle age, his skin is still firm and wrinkle-free.

The passage of time has not damaged his handsomeness, on the contrary, it has added a mature man's charm to others.

This person's name is Chu Hu, the head of Liehu Hall, and Chu Lin is his third son.

The name of Ziyi in Chu Hu's mouth is Zhou Ziyi, who is the head of the Loyalty Hall of the Dajiang Gang. He has followed him since the gang leader Li Fanjiang started his career. It can be said that he is a veteran of the Dajiang Gang.

He is a bold and straightforward person, and what he despises the most on weekdays is this kind of calculation that is not on the table. In the past, Song Yan's calculation has often conflicted with him.

"Hmph! That bull with a head that can't turn a corner, if it wasn't for the boss to suppress him, I would be afraid of him?"

Hearing the name Zhou Ziyi, Song Yan snorted coldly, and put down the tea bowl in his hand heavily, the bottom of the cup collided with the table, making a loud sound.

"Brother Song, don't get angry, it's just that Brother Ziyi is fighting with the Nujiao Gang in Xiu County right now, but the leader is away on business, if that old guy from the Nujiao Gang comes to the door at this time, it will be a waste of time.

Having said that, Chu Hu had a look of worry on his face.

(End of this chapter)