My apprentice is a bit too much

Chapter 101 Accepted as an apprentice?

"Competition?" Lu Xiaoming looked at the old man in front of him, "Why should I compete with you?"

"You!" Yang Chengyi became more and more sure that this Mingxuan was Lu Xiaoming, and the cheap energy in him was exactly the same as the Lu Xiaoming described by Yang Jiuxian.

After thinking for a while, Yang Chengyi said, "Well, how about we raise some bets? If you win me, I will recognize you as your master. If you lose to me, you will recognize me as your master and shout three times at me." Sound Grandpa!"

It doesn't matter whether you worship a teacher or not, Yang Chengyi just wants to hear Lu Xiaoming call him grandpa.

When Lu Xiaoming heard it, his eyes almost popped out.

"Hey, I said you are nearly a hundred years old, why are you so shameless!" Lu Xiaoming cursed directly, "I will suffer no matter what, okay, if you want to worship me as your teacher, please worship me as your teacher, I agree Yet?"

"Also, why should I call you grandpa besides worshiping you as my teacher if I lose!"

Yang Chengyi looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He spread his hands and asked, "Just tell me whether you dare or not."

Lu Xiaoming pinched his waist, "Whoever dares not, whoever loves you is a grandson, but I, Lu Xiaoming, don't do things that make you lose. If you lose, besides worshiping me as your teacher, you have to call me grandpa three times. Anyone who dares to go back on his word is fine." grandson!"

Yang Chengyi's beard straightened when he heard this, "Brat, who do you want to call Grandpa?"

This time it was Lu Xiaoming who spread his hands, "It's up to you, it's fine if you don't want to, anyway, whoever loves the grandson."

"Okay, brat, I think your skin is itchy, look at the gun!"

My Yang family has such a shameless child, the family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate!

It has to be cleaned up, it has to be cleaned up!
Yang Chengyi danced with a wooden spear and went straight to Lu Xiaoming. Lu Xiaoming threw away the spear with his bare hands, and his punches and kicks also carried fierce spear intent.

Yang Chengyi is very familiar with this spear intent, it is Yang Jiufeng's signature!
I was a little excited in my heart, but my subordinates didn't mean to be merciful. Yang Chengyi was determined to teach his grandson a profound lesson.

Lu Xiaoming was in the Forbidden Mountain, only got spear intent, but no spear skills, so he was naturally invincible when he took the move in a hurry.

But Lu Xiaoming's strongest artistic conception is that the spear intent is true, but his strongest move is Tai Chi.

If Tai Chi takes the initiative to attack, it is not strong enough, but if it is defensive, there is really no other martial arts that can compare with it.

Lu Xiaoming is very cunning, he only defends but does not attack, he fights and retreats, retreats and fights.

In the dark, Lu Xiaoming used the Dao Tian Yan Jue, and kept deducing Yang Chengyi's marksmanship.

Yang Chengyi was secretly surprised. He originally wanted to teach Lu Xiaoming a lesson, so he didn't use the ultimate move, but he felt that his sharp spear attack, which fell in front of Lu Xiaoming, was indeed picking on the cotton, and it didn't work at all.

This Lu Xiaoming is so difficult!
One old and one young come and go, and more than a hundred tricks have been dismantled in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning, the two sides could see the compression of moves clearly, but Yasuo only saw the shadows of guns in the end, and couldn't see the specific moves at all.

Later, Yasuo saw that the gun shadow seemed to be integrated with the stars in the sky, and Lu Xiaoming seemed to be dancing under the stars.

Yang Chengyi wanted to teach Lu Xiaoming a lesson from the beginning, but later on he just wanted to suppress Lu Xiaoming and beat him, and then he found that if he didn't use his ultimate move, he was not sure that he would win against Lu Xiaoming.

But can Yang Chengyi use his ultimate move against Lu Xiaoming?

Of course not.

Moreover, Yang Chengyi couldn't even use his profound strength, let alone his ground strength, because Lu Xiaoming also didn't use his profound strength.

So Yang Chengyi could only endure it.

"Old man, have you had enough fights? You'll shoot me too!"

After deduction for a long time, Lu Xiaoming finally deduced the general idea of ​​Yang Chengyi's marksmanship.

Said it was a gun, but in fact Lu Xiaoming just used a punch. This is a fist instead of a gun!

With a punch, there was a dull explosive sound.

Yang Chengyi was defeated.

Yang Chengyi could have received this punch, but this punch contained Yang Jiufeng's peerless spear intent, Yang Chengyi looked at the familiar spear intent, but still failed to strike.

In fact, Yang Chengyi knew in his heart that even if he continued to fight, he would not be able to defeat Lu Xiaoming.

Unless you use your ultimate move or the strength of the mysterious level or even the ground level.

But even if you win, what's the point?

"Hey, old man, you lost, hurry up and call grandpa to be your teacher!" Although Lu Xiaoming won, he was exhausted.

It is true that people grow old.

This old man's marksmanship is already excellent, coupled with his rich experience in actual combat, Lu Xiaoming's battle was really difficult.

If it wasn't for just now, the old man would have been stunned for a moment for no reason, and Lu Xiaoming would not be fully sure of winning.

"What did you say, you actually asked me to call me Grandpa?" Yang Chengyi didn't expect that Lu Xiaoming would come for real, and looked at Lu Xiaoming with waiting eyes.

Yang Chengyi pointed to Lu Xiaoming's nose, "Believe it or not, this old man shot you to death!"

"Can you beat me?" Lu Xiaoming pinched his waist.

Yang Chengyi looked at Lu Xiaoming and thought to himself, if the old man really wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago.

But Yang Chengyi can only hide such words in his heart and cannot say them out.

"Boy, I can worship you as my teacher, but you want me to be called Grandpa. I'm so old, aren't you afraid that your life will be shortened?" Obviously, Yang Chengyi is absolutely impossible.

"No, you have to call. It's the grandson who repents." Lu Xiaoming was not happy.

Yang Chengyi pinched his waist, played cheeky, and said, "I'm not a grandson, and I don't call out. I was just distracted just now, so I don't count myself as a loser!"

Lu Xiaoming was speechless, "You...how can you be a rascal, such a grown-up man is a rascal, you might as well call him an old rascal!"

"Hey, brat, you're really right, I'm called an old rascal." After saying that, Yang Chengyi regretted it again. Even if he called himself Laozi, Yang Chengyi was still inferior for no reason.

"You..." Lu Xiaoming felt that he had met an opponent.

Yang Chengyi suddenly felt that he had done something extraordinary today, as if he really let go of his face, and seemed even more invincible.

Maybe there is a good saying, those who are close to Zhu Zhechi, those who are close to Xiaoming... Shameless!

"You old man, I don't want to be stubborn with you, just be my apprentice first, just wait, one day I can easily abuse you!" Lu Xiaoming took out a small notebook and wrote down a line on it. Character:

Apprentice old rascal, owe me three grandpa!

Yasuo glanced at it, and saw that the word Yasuo was still written on the previous line, but it had been crossed out.

Yasuo suddenly realized that Rang Ci got himself covered in bird feces, and it turned out that his master was taking revenge on him.

"What are you looking at!" Lu Xiaoming said angrily, "I'll write your name on it!"

Lu Xiaoming closed the small notebook and stuffed it into his arms.

Laughed loudly, although Lu Xiaoming did not lack apprentices, he still felt very comfortable seeing that he had defeated this self-righteous old man.

(End of this chapter)