I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The nine hundred and sixty-sixth chapter is forcing an apprentice!

Kunpeng shook his head: “Do our best and obey our destiny. What we can do now is to work hard to make it happen. As for the final result, it is not something we have to consider.”

Hong Qigong smiled and said, “I thought our Kunpeng hero had some great tricks. Okay, my old beggar finally had a full meal, thank you Kunpeng hero.”

“I didn’t invite you. I want to thank you, and I have to thank you for your succession.”

“Yes, yes, the old beggar is polite, thank Guo Shaoxia.” He bowed to Guo Jing as he said.

Guo Jing was so shocked that he half kneeled and held his hand: “Fang Master Hong, Senior Hong, you are really going to shame me like this.”

Kunpeng smiled and said: “Fang Master Hong, you are really old-fashioned. Master bows to the disciple. Are you complaining that you didn’t teach your disciple well?”

Hong Qigong quickly turned to Kunpeng again: “Thank you.”

Before he made any gestures, Kunpeng had already stretched out his hand to hold his arm: “Fang Hong is done. Since you are here today, this seat will hand you Guo Jing. Guo Jing, hurry up and see Master!”

Guo Jing was slightly startled.

Huang Rongmei was also puzzled by the super wind.

Hong Qigong waved his hands again and again: “Kunpeng hero, Guo Jing’s master is you. I am always a beggar and never accept disciples, don’t let him worship me.”

Kunpeng said: “Fang Master Hong, did you let this master teach Guo Jing on behalf of the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong?”

“There is such a thing, but you also taught it.”

“Choose Guo Jing to succeed the leader of the Beggar Gang, isn’t it you?”

“I admit.”

“In that case, why don’t you recognize Guo Jing as your disciple? Could it be that you are complaining that you have not trained Guo Jing well?”

Hong Qigong scratched his head: “Kunpeng hero, you got me in. I dare to complain, thank you for it’s too late.”

“That’s a good sentence!” Kunpeng suddenly turned to Guo Jing, “Guo Jing, don’t you understand? Hong Gang has already recognized you as a disciple, why don’t you hurry up to apprehend you?”

“Where did I recognize it?”

“Didn’t you just say thank you for passing down the kung fu to Guo Jing? It’s not the virtue of a master to repent so quickly.”

“Well, I can’t tell you.”

Even Guo Jing understood these words, Hong Qigong had already planned to recognize him as a disciple. But he has always been learning the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon from Kunpeng. Huang Rong taught the dog-sticking method on his behalf, and Kunpeng also taught him the “Nine Yin Scriptures”, so he really didn’t regard Hong Qigong as his master.

Seeing Guo Jing still hesitating, Kunpeng’s expression became serious: “Guo Jing, didn’t I just explain it?”

“Understood, Master.”

Seeing that Kunpeng was angry, Guo Jing hurriedly knelt down to Hong Qigong, bowed three times and nine knocks, and saw his master.

He thought that he has a lot of masters, and it doesn’t hurt to worship one more. Besides, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon is indeed the kung fu of Hong Qigong, the master of the beggar gang. Since Master Kunpeng is the teacher, he must also worship Hong Qigong as his master, otherwise he will be suspected of plagiarism in the future. Steal the teacher. He didn’t dare to accept such a reputation.

Hong Qigong looked at Guo Jing and said to Kunpeng: “This kid is unwilling.”

Guo Jing seemed to be caught as a thief, and blushed all of a sudden: “Master, I, I, there is no reluctance. Master is one of the five must-dos. Being able to worship Master is the blessing of my previous life cultivation.”

“You kid, although I know you are lying, I always beggar and don’t care about you.” Hong Qigong took the milk wine in Guo Jing’s hand and drank it with his head up. All wine is fragrant.”

Huang Rong took Hong Qigong’s cup: “Fang Hong, my brother also taught me how to beat dogs. Shouldn’t you also accept me as a disciple?”

“Girl Huang, don’t make trouble. If you want to worship, you can go to Kunpeng.”

“Cut, I will admit it if my younger brother has completed my studies. If I am not good at learning art, I will not admit it. Forget it, I won’t worship yet.”

Hong Qigong smiled and said, “Huang Laoxie is tricky, this girl is not bad at learning.”

Huang Rong still wants to speak, Hong Qigong has turned to Guo Jing: “Jing’er, although you have worshipped me and turned into a teacher, Daxia Kunpeng is still your master. But you can’t forget the previous master just because you have joined another master. ”

Huang Rong seized the opportunity: “Fang Master Hong, although my younger brother is stupid, he is sincere and will not forget his brother.”