Full-time martial arts

Chapter 43 Apprenticeship
It was Lei Dali's taboo to be told face to face that he was simple-minded.

But at this time Qi Feng was talking eloquently, but he remained motionless and his face continued to flush.

He remembered the last time the two fought against each other, he was easily defeated in front of Qi Feng who had an advantage in all aspects, this person was really amazing among his peers.

"Then what should I do? How to use my martial soul?"

Lei Dali couldn't help asking, he felt that Qi Feng was like a scholar with profound knowledge, who knew everything.

Qi Feng glanced at him, seeing that the road hadn't come to an end, so it didn't matter if he pointed it out.

"What did the soul planter who gave you the martial soul guidance say?"

he asked.

When an ordinary person is about to embark on the road of a martial artist, he usually invites a soul planter to give him guidance based on the characteristics of his martial soul, physical conditions, and many other aspects, and plan a reasonable direction for him to practice.

The most basic thing about martial soul guidance is to distinguish the type of martial soul, but the martial soul guidance that Lei Dali received was obviously not very good, Qi Feng was very curious about how crooked his cultivation path was.

"I have never received martial soul guidance."

Lei Dali's expression became very unnatural, and he felt that this was a shameful thing.

"No wonder."

Qi Feng was surprised, and immediately understood.

poverty!
I'm afraid it can only be because of poverty, so Lei Dali doesn't have the conditions to be guided by Wuhun, so he wasted his talent.

"When you summoned the Thunder Swallowing Elephant Wuhun, did you always feel that your temper suddenly became irritable and difficult to control?"

Qi Feng asked.

"Yes, that's right! Every time you call out your martial spirit, your temper will become particularly bad, and you will easily get into trouble!"

Lei Dali nodded his head, thinking that Qi Feng was really amazing, so he mentioned one of his big troubles in a few words.

"Actually, this is quite normal. The more powerful the martial spirit is, the harder it is to control it. The attribute of the Thunder Elephant will affect your temperament, that's why it's like this."

Qi Feng said, Lei Dali listened obediently like a student.

"Then what should I do? How can I not get angry indiscriminately? From the past to now, I have caused a lot of trouble because of this."

Lei Dali's expression was gloomy. He caused so many disasters in the martial arts academy, which had a lot to do with his bad temper in battle.

Every time he gets angry, he will do something that he regrets, and it also makes Dad feel sad.

"You don't need to deliberately hold back your anger, sometimes anger is a good weapon."

Qi Feng grinned, he had a kung fu technique on hand that could be used to control people's mood swings.

"Is anger a weapon?"

Lei Dali was confused.

"If you want to control your anger, the easiest way is to completely control your martial soul, and you can't let the martial soul lead you by the nose..."

Qi Feng and Lei Dali talked while walking, and Lei Dali listened attentively.

To be honest, he also listened to many teachers from the martial arts academy before, but there was never a person who could go straight to the essence of the problem with a few words like Qi Feng.

Even a dull person like him can understand a little bit after listening to him, which is really terrible.

Originally, he was still brooding over the two of them's quarrel, but today Qi Feng saved him and reminded himself like this, the pimple in his heart could not help but dissipated.

"Qi Feng, you just said that if I have the guidance of a master, I have a chance to soar into the sky. Is what you said true?"

At the end of the road, Lei Dali's expression became cloudy and uncertain.

In his head, he kept recalling Qi Feng's ease in fighting him, and his calmness in taking out those men in black who had just besieged him.

What's more important is his style of conversation, his incomparably rich knowledge of Wuhun theory.

"Of course it's true. The Thunder-Thundering Elephant Martial Soul is already extraordinary, and your physique is outstanding. You are born with supernatural power, and your foundation is very good."

Qi Feng answered casually.

"Then what if you guide me? Can you do it?"

Lei Dali's eyes became scorching.

"If I guide you?"

The corner of Qi Feng's mouth curled up, with a look of arrogance on his face.

"If I were to guide you, it would be possible for you to become Emperor Wu."

This is not a lie, although Qi Feng's previous life was only a martial saint, one step away from Emperor Wu, but that's just because he was too obsessed with the soul-planting master, so his cultivation base was relatively wasteful.

Generally, only Emperor Wu has the possibility to hit the ninth rank soul planting master, but he reached this level when he was only a martial saint, which shows how profound his attainments in soul planting art are.

He has never reached the level of Martial Emperor, but he has mentioned many Martial Emperors, that is, the enemy Honglian Martial Emperor Mu Mushuang, the reason why he can reach the current power is mostly because of him.

"Emperor Wu?"

Lei Dali swallowed for a moment, and looked straight at Qi Feng.

Qi Feng's expression was very calm and confident. He instinctively felt that what he said was not exaggerated at all.

Having been impoverished during this period, Lei Dali knew that if he went on like this, sooner or later he would be a puddle of mud on the ground, and he could only look up at the starry sky on the ground forever.

However, a conversation with Qi Feng today suddenly enlightened him, and he felt that he had caught something.

He was a person who acted on instinct. After Qi Feng said these words, he suddenly realized that if he missed today, he might regret it for the rest of his life!

Pfft!
Lei Dali suddenly fell to his knees.

"What? The effect of the anesthetic should have faded away, right?"

Qi Feng was a little taken aback.

"Qi Feng, please accept me as an apprentice!"

Lei Dali kneeled on the ground as if his feet were rooted, and kowtowed heavily to Qi Feng!

Qi Feng couldn't help showing a strange face, this guy.

"I don't want to be mediocre for the rest of my life. I know that if I continue like this, I will always be just a mess. I can't be sorry to my father. I still have to take care of him and avenge him!"

With tears in his eyes, Lei Dali repeatedly kowtowed to Qi Feng.

In fact, he has nowhere to go. During the month when he was expelled from the martial arts academy, he struggled to survive, and only then did he realize how cruel society is and how difficult it is for the people at the bottom to stand up.

He once thought that he could only be like this for the rest of his life, but today Qi Feng told him that he has a rare talent.

It doesn't matter whether a dead horse is a living horse doctor or a desperate fight, Qi Feng right now is his last straw.

Although he was only 14 years old, younger than himself, Lei Dali did not hesitate to become a teacher!

"I don't know what ambitions you have, but it's not easy to be my apprentice."

Qi Feng thought it was funny, could it be that Lei Dali had great wisdom and stupidity, or he had a vicious vision, so he unexpectedly accepted his teacher so simply and neatly.

You must know that the people who wanted to worship him as a teacher in the previous life would not be enough to fill a planet, and those who wanted to be his assistants were even more like crucian carp crossing the river.

He never accepts apprentices easily, because that would be too much of a waste of his time.

"I'm willing to do anything, as long as you accept me as an apprentice, I can go east and west if you let me! I will do all the chores, and I can bear hardships and stand hard work!"

Ray fought hard.

Qi Feng was slightly moved when he heard that.

To be honest, he used to work in his own laboratory, and he usually had someone to do the chores for him.

But nowadays, no matter whether it is purchasing spiritual liquid or buying other things, many things have to be done by myself, which is a waste of time.

If there is someone who can be driven by him, the efficiency of his card making or cultivation will indeed be much higher.

Although Lei Dali is a little simple-minded, but because of his simple-mindedness, he is not as scheming as Mu Mushuang, so he doesn't have to worry about repeating the mistakes of his previous life.

Qi Feng thought about it seriously.

He really needs a companion, and Lei Dali is very talented. If he grows up in the future, he may become his right-hand man.Even now, he can help himself with some chores.

And all he needs to do is to mention him when he is free.

"I will accept you as a registered disciple first, and investigate for a period of time."

Qi Feng agreed after considering it.

"A registered disciple?"

Lei Dali was simple-minded and didn't know what the name-listed disciples meant, but his face was filled with ecstasy immediately.

"Thank you Master!"

He kowtowed again, unable to contain the excitement in his heart.

"Get up."

Qi Feng helped him up, and the strange master and apprentice were born, and walked towards Lei Dali's house.

"Master, please come in!"

Soon at Lei Dali's house, Lei Dali quickly invited Qi Feng to enter.

Lei Dali's home is in a low-rise bungalow, surrounded by factories. This area belongs to the resettlement housing provided by the Xiaxuancheng government.

The house looks dilapidated, and it is less than 90 square meters.

"crunch--"

The iron gates of his house were rusty, and they made a loud noise when they were opened.

"Dali, why did you come back so late today?"

As soon as he entered the door, a hollow voice came, and then in the corridor, a pale middle-aged man in a wheelchair drove slowly.

"Hey, are there any guests?"

Lei's father was very surprised to see Qi Feng. Although his child has a bunch of gangsters, he never likes to bring them home.

Moreover, the young man in front of him looked clean and handsome, with dark hair, which was very different from Lei Dali's former friends.

"Hello, uncle."

Qi Feng took the initiative to say hello, and glanced at Lei's father's two weak thighs in his wheelchair.

His father is disabled and his family is destitute.

He has a rough judgment, and right now he is still in the process of investigating Lei Dali.

"Father, this is the master I just recognized!"

Lei Dali smiled silly at his father, and when he returned home, he seemed to be a lot more honest for a while.

"Your master? Ahem..."

Father Lei's face showed astonishment, and then he coughed, his face turned as pale as paper, and even the blood vessels in his face turned blue strangely.

His body seemed to be very sick, not just disabled.

Qi Feng's eyes were strange when he saw this.

"Father, are you okay? Have you taken your medicine today?"

Lei Dali was suddenly worried, and hurried forward.

"It's okay, it's okay, the old problem is wrong, it's not that you don't know, it doesn't matter."

Father Lei waved his hand, finally recovered, and said with a straight face.

"What are you still doing standing there? Haven't you prepared a cup of hot tea for the guests?"

Lei Dali came to his senses after he reminded him, and hurriedly boiled water to make tea.

In the small living room, Qi Feng and Father Lei were left alone.

(End of this chapter)