Chapter 134 Two Years (Seventeen)
trial tower

A series of afterimages flashed across the gorgeously carved white wall, and you couldn’t tell whether the owner of the shadows was a man or a woman. You might not even be able to see if you were tall or thin, because the speed was so fast, in other words, it was a magical skill The practice is too mature.

"Can you slow down, boy? Can you slow down?"

In the center of the tower, there is a broken piece of cloth hanging, and an old man about 50 years old is crying.

His body moves nimbly like a monkey, but the afterimages around him don't let him go, and every time the afterimages flash by, they take away a piece of intact fabric from his body.

The pieces of cloth are getting less and less, the hair is getting more and more messy, and the expression is getting more and more bitter.

"Respecting the old and caring for the young are the traditional virtues of mainland China."

The old man had no choice but to come up with excuses one after another.

People in mainland China don’t respect the old and love the young. The mainland respects the strong. It doesn’t matter if you are strong, whether you are old or young, it is good.

Natural afterimage didn't hear the old man's words, his hands were always fast.

Although the old man was resistant to beatings, he still couldn't withstand the hundreds of blows and thousands of blows. No, he fell to the ground bravely.

"No, no."

The handsome young man turned his back to the old man and dropped the last piece of fabric in his hand.

"What can't, isn't it? Are you kidding me old man? I'm your teacher, do you know? Brat, I haven't seen you so powerful a few months ago."

"Counting the time, what did you say that two years are coming, and you have to be so cruel when two years are coming, and I didn't rob your little lover, even if I robbed you, you can't treat me like this."

"Is it so easy for my old man to live?"

"What did my old man do in his previous life to make you hate so much?"

The old man fell to the ground and began to play the traditional virtue of a gentleman who speaks but does not act.

The handsome young man turned around impatiently, "Teacher, you are the one who said that I wanted to be faster than me. Didn't you say that I, a brat, can't defeat you if I don't go all out?"

The handsome boy's eyebrows were furrowed. Compared with the old man on the ground, his simple blue clothes were very neat, and the neat folds were never messy.

"Stinky boy, you don't understand because your tone is wrong. I'm an old man, and I'm just not feeling well. Do you think your speed can surpass me?"

The old man sat on the ground trying to save face.

Can a man like him say that he lost to a poor kid?Do you want to continue messing around after you say this?

"Teacher, don't mind, I just won you accidentally, okay, okay?"

The young man wiped his cold sweat with his fingers.

Just say it when you want to save face when you are old, and say you are uncomfortable. Didn't you have fun when you beat him before?That fierceness is much stronger than other young people.

Spiritual people don't get sick so easily, and they don't make a draft first when they lie.

"That's right, well, you boy, go up and have a look, I think that old man is preparing to see you."

If I can't take care of this kid myself, can't the older brother who came forward also can't take care of him?

"No, I won't go up. It's two years and I'm going to go out."

The handsome young man looked out of the trial tower, secretly thinking about the bright and bright young girl.

(End of this chapter)

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