Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 495: At the end of the game, you know what to do, right? [Deep]

There are only ten people left from the first batch!

Lin Caixin and others were not eliminated.

Liu Feixiong was eliminated miserably. Although he was strong, he was only at the half-step peak level.

However, the rules of this game are not simply a test of strength, but are based on hidden weapons.

Especially those who possess hidden lines must match them with hidden lines, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty. Liu Feixiong lacks the strength in this aspect and was eliminated.

There were four hidden line holders who were not replaced in the first round. Excluding Feng Qin and the other three top disciples, only Tang Zijia survived.

This scene made everyone pay attention to this young man again.

At first, only he and Feng Qin chose the hidden line, and after Feng Qin left, he became the only one. Every time someone advised him to change his major in hidden weapons, he would say what Feng Qin had said.

The hidden line is the hidden weapon with a higher upper limit!

Round 2…Round 3…

Tang Zijia's clothes were torn in several places, but rarely were there any bloodstains.

Later on, he changed from a defender to a fugitive, trying to avoid everyone's "hunt".

I managed to carry it for six rounds.

Until the end, Lin Caixin defeated the last disciple and the game ended.

There were also inner disciples mixed in with the outer disciples. Except for the ten winners of the game, all the others had more or less injuries on their bodies.

The most serious case was that his stomach was pierced by three steel needles, leaving three one-inch deep wounds.

Despite this, we are all in pain and happy.

Not only is the game fun and meaningful, but it also increases practical experience.

It was the first time they hurt someone and saw blood. The feeling of this benefited them a lot, which was far beyond what they could gain from hitting wood every day.

The teachers were so tired that they sat on the ground, panting and fanning themselves without caring about their image.

For the sake of their disciples' safety, they did not dare to rest for a moment from the beginning to the end of the game, for fear that the pillars of the Tang Sect would be crushed.

"You really have a good and obedient disciple."

Tang Qiushan was fat, and now he was sitting under a tree, leaning against it, and his voice was weak.

"Hey...how do you know he gave the Tongtian Scroll to me for safekeeping?"

"You are... a newborn."

Tang Qiushan wanted to tease Zhang Wang, but he got hit in the face, a double blow to his body and spirit.

"Why isn't he afraid of you practicing secretly? You are really wasting Lu Jin's kindness."

Tang Xueli popped up nearby, sweating all over, and was no better than Tang Qiushan.

Zhang Wang said with a look of "disappointment" on his face: "I criticized him in the same way. It's good to believe in the master, but how can you be blind?"

Snapped--

He slapped his thigh and said, "What do you think? My stupid disciple actually said that I can watch and practice whatever I want. The worst that can happen is that I will turn against Lu Jin. This, this, this..."

Tang Qiushan stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go check on the injuries of the disciples."

Tang Xueli also turned his back and said, "I'm sorry, Director. I'm a little sleepy."

Zhang Wang chuckled twice and immediately felt less tired physically. He also looked at Feng Qin with a lot more favor.

"Everyone, look at the winning player!"

Feng Qin held a copy of Senior You Ke's notes, plus his own analysis of the first page, and sent them one by one to the players who won the hidden line and stood to the end.

As for Tang Tingting, Lin Caixin, and Tang Zijia who held on from the beginning to the end, Feng Qin was very moved and gave the three of them his own original handwriting.

What the rest of the people got were copies that were sorted out from electronic documents and were soulless.

What these three people hold in their hands are the original works that are filled with Feng Qin’s soul.

It's obviously not a good thing, but when it is handed to me so solemnly, I always feel an inexplicable sense of honor.

Those who didn't get the original even cast envious glances.

As soon as he stepped down from the award ceremony stage, Tang Zijia was surrounded by the crowd.

This game allowed him to prove himself again. "Brother Zijia is a man with foresight."

"I have always attributed my junior brother's success to his talent, but now I think hard work is also important."

"I chose the steel needle just for the sake of convenience. I really regret it. Next time, let's organize this game ourselves so we can practice the hidden line!"

"Okay, if we are small in number, we can just ask a few teachers to help, or even ask a few senior brothers and sisters to be referees."

"Brother Zijia will have to teach us when the time comes."

……

Tang Zijia was overwhelmed by the praise. He glanced at Feng Qin from a distance and said seriously:
"Don't be shy, if you don't understand something, just ask Feng Qin. I..."

"It was by watching his back that I got to where I am today."

Everyone's praise did not make him lose his original intention. If Feng Qin had not been always ahead of him, how could he have trained so hard every day.

If you get carried away because of this achievement, it means that you are far behind others not only in talent but also in hard work.

"What Brother Zijia said makes sense. By the way, let's open it and take a look. I think the printed analysis is so soulless, just like the best-selling books sold outside."

"Yes, let's take a look at the original. Perhaps the handwriting of the teacher's annotations can inspire your understanding more."

"Little Junior Brother Teacher, what a strange name..."

Tang Zijia didn't keep everyone in suspense and opened the annotation in front of everyone.

At first glance, everyone was curious and eager to learn.

At the second glance, the smile faded.

The third eye, the desire for knowledge is all confusion.

"This... well, the characters are very distinctive."

"Cursive?"

"I thought of the calligraphy that my father hung in his study. There were four big characters written on it."

"Which four?"

"It's been twenty years, and I still haven't figured out which four they are. I just know the number is correct, four."

"..."

Everyone was very considerate, and every word they said was full of praise, and they blamed themselves for not being able to understand.

Unlike Lin Caixin, who frowned slightly when she opened it, exclaimed, and said bluntly:
"It's so ugly. Your handwriting is uglier than mine when I was rushing to finish my homework as a kid."

Tang Tingting was also silent for a moment, not knowing whether to continue the attack.

Feng Qin snorted coldly, "It's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran. The original works need to be analyzed bit by bit and savored slowly to understand the truth. Although the printed font is good, it lacks this experience."

As he spoke, he sighed, feeling that times have really changed. The fast-food era is finally coming, and people are too lazy to even read things like authentic secret manuals.

What difference does it make if you complain that a two-hour movie is too long?

Lin Caixin really wanted to slap the notebook on his face, but after thinking it over, she put it away.

"Forget it, just consider it as my reward for winning the game."

After saying that, he wanted to leave, but he heard Feng Qin coughing heavily behind him. Once again, the crowd that was about to disperse stopped. They all covered their wounds and looked at Feng Qin curiously.

"The game is over, and it's getting late. Everyone's understanding of hidden weapons and practical experience have improved significantly. Finally... do you know what to do?"

Everyone looked at each other, Liu Feixiong scratched his head and said, "Practice diligently?"

Feng Qin shook his head.

"Summary of experience?"

Still shaking his head.

Tang Zijia was unsure and whispered, "Thank you, teacher?"

Feng Qin smiled knowingly.

Then Tao Tao suddenly appeared and hit him with an elbow.

I work so hard to maintain order in this crappy game for you, and then in the end I want you to enjoy your role as a teacher?
(End of this chapter)