I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 388 Zi Yihou’s request!

"Wait a minute!"

The sudden roar did not come from anyone else. It was none other than the Dharma King Jiaxing who had nails all over his body. At this moment, he rushed to the front with nails all over his body.

When everyone saw that he was like a hedgehog, they couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort and terror in their hearts. The Marquis in Purple Yi sighed: "What does the unknown master have to say?"

Faced with Zi Yihou's inquiry, Dharma King Jiaxing immediately replied in a deep voice: "If the donor wants to fight someone, he should fight with the young monk first. Although the young monk is not talented, is he worse than the unknown swordsman?"

"Ugh"

Hearing these words, Zi Yihou immediately responded with a sigh. He sighed: "Master, let's take a look at this man's swordsmanship first. It's not too late for us to talk about other things."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dead branch in his hand had already flown out, so slowly that it seemed to be held by an invisible hand from a distance.

"This"

Among the group of people, Fang Baoyu, the only one who didn't know martial arts, couldn't help being surprised when he saw this, and thought to himself: "How come this dead branch doesn't fall? It's really strange."

Unlike Fang Baoyu, a layman, everyone else present could not help but be shocked when they saw Ziyi Hou reveal this shocking internal skill. They were all too shocked to say anything.

The Dharma King of Shaoling Star raised his hand to take the dead branch, opened his eyes and looked at it for a long time, the expression on his face changed several times, then suddenly dropped the dead branch, without saying a word, turned around and flew away.

A small section of dead branches scared away the world-famous Dharma King of Shaoling Star. If one had not witnessed this, it would be difficult for anyone to believe it no matter who he told it to.

Hu Buchou picked up the dead branches and sighed: "My master asked me to come here. Actually, I still have something to ask Lord Marquis."

Hou Qi in purple asked: "Who is your master? What else can you ask of me?"

Hu Buchou said: "My master is known as Qingping Swordsman."

"Who did I know? It turned out to be Bai Sankong."

Ziyi Hou sighed: "When I was a young man wandering around the world, I had a good meal from him. Alas! It was more than thirty years ago when I said this."

Hu Buchou said: "The second thing that my master asked Mr. Hou to do is to ask him to accept my little nephew." As he spoke, he quickly pushed Fang Baoyu in front of him and whispered: " Bao'er, please meet Senior Ziyihou soon."

Fang Baoyu was a smart young man and quickly bowed his hands and said, "Baoyu pays homage to Senior Ziyihou."

"Um?!"

As soon as he saw Fang Baoyu, a gleam of substance suddenly appeared in Zi Yihou's eyes. He was originally a rare master in the world. Thanks to Ding Xiu's help, he has already surpassed the realm of heaven and man, and his eyesight has improved compared to before. He was more than a step ahead, so at this moment, when he saw Fang Baoyu, he knew that this son had extraordinary talents and was not inferior to his own daughter.

"Bai Sankong's grandson is indeed a talented person."

There was a rare word of praise in the mouth of Zi Yihou, and a rare look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He hesitated for a moment, and finally made the most difficult decision: "Unfortunately, I am about to have a sword duel with the man in white. Is this battle a win?" Whether it's defeat, life or death, it's still a matter of two things, please forgive me for not being able to accept a disciple."

"This"

Hearing this, the look on Hu Buchou's face couldn't help but change drastically. He wouldn't know how scary the man in white was until he tried, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

In contrast, although Fang Baoyu was young, he did not panic at all when faced with Zi Yihou's rejection. He comforted Hu Bugui and said, "Uncle, you don't have to be like this. Since it's inconvenient for Senior Zi Yihou, let's go to him again." The best thing to do is to look for a good teacher everywhere, the world is so big, senior Ziyihou is not the only one who has masters."

"Hmm~~~~" Upon hearing this, Zi Yihou couldn't help but smile and asked: "Little kid, do you know where this place is?"

"Of course I know."

Fang Baoyu looked like a young adult and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "This is the residence of Senior Ziyi Hou, and it is also the legendary five-color sailing ship in the martial arts."

Zi Yihou asked again: "Then do you know who I am?"

"of course."

Fang Baoyu replied without hesitation: "Senior is Zi Yihou, who is respected by people in the martial arts world as the best swordsman in the world."

Zi Yihou smiled and said: "Since you know where this is and who I am, how dare you say such words in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you here?"

"afraid!"

Fang Baoyu said: "However, I think since the senior is the best swordsman in the world, he must respect his status and not argue with children like this junior. Otherwise, how can he win the respect of all the heroes in the world?"

"what!"

Zi Yihou couldn't help but laughed loudly and said: "Good boy, you really impressed me, very good, very good." He paused slightly, and then continued: "Although I can't admit you, I can help you. You introduce a famous teacher, and you only need to learn three points of his true teachings, and your future will be unlimited."

Fang Baoyu said: "What kind of famous teacher is he? He is so powerful."

Zi Yihou smiled but did not answer, but turned his head, looked at Ding Xiu, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ding, what do you think of this little brother Fang Baoyu?"

"Good talents and beautiful jade are rare and rare!"

They are all foxes of thousands of years, so of course they are not talking about Liaozhai. Ding Xiu responded calmly: "You want me to accept this kid as a disciple, but why should I agree to your request? After all, you brought this on yourself. trouble."

"This"

Zi Yihou smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, I'm just worried that if we go to fight against the man in white, the situation will be difficult to predict and life and death will be unpredictable, so I want to leave a spark for the martial arts in the Central Plains."

"Um"

Ding Xiu pondered: "Judging from that dead branch, the martial arts and swordsmanship of the man in white are indeed extraordinary, but he may not be your opponent, so why are you so pessimistic?"

The Marquis in Purple Clothes said: "Before I expect victory, I seek defeat first. Although I am very reluctant, I have to admit that this man in white is the strongest opponent I have ever encountered in my life, except for you, Brother Ding."

Ding Xiu sighed: "In this case, instead of begging me to accept Fang Baoyu as a disciple, why don't you beg me to deal with the man in white? You should know that if you beg me, even for the sake of my precious apprentice, I I won’t stand by and watch.”

"I know."

Ziyi Hou said: "But there are some things that cannot be left to others. After all, I am also a warrior. Since I am a warrior, I must be aware of facing powerful enemies. To escape will only destroy the path of martial arts."

"understood."

Ding Xiu is also a warrior, so he can naturally understand Zi Yihou's thoughts. Therefore, after a moment of silence, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Baoyu beside him. This young man with extraordinary talent had attracted him at the first sight when he came here. His attention was now focused for a moment, and he felt the trembling of the mysterious feather in his mind. He immediately smiled and blurted out: "Little guy, are you willing to become my disciple?"

(End of this chapter)