Magic Doctor Is A War God

"Brother sword! How's the harvest today? " Youth wipe off the sweat stains of eyebrow corner, let the eyes open bigger, the expression is sunny, a proud look.

"Four hundred less!" Gao Haijian said lightly.

"Ouch! Today, I cheated two new students of boxing. They look very rich. How can they be poor? " The boy howled miserably and was very disappointed.

After hearing the news, Xiao Hailin and his apprentice finally got to know what happened.

"Brother Lin! Do you think I'm cheating on money? " Gao Haijian laughed, pointed to the broken chairs and said, "the cost of making these chairs is also several hundred yuan. Besides, every time I clean up for half a day, the cost of work delay and the cost of materials add up. In fact, I can't earn much."

Lin Xiao could not laugh or cry.

"Not yet!" Gao Haijian winked at the boy.

"Good, brother sword!"

The young man rolled up his sleeves and began to pick up the scattered pieces of chairs. He piled them together very nimbly, and then began to piece them together.

It didn't take long for the four intact chairs to be stitched together. They didn't look much different from the new ones. There was no sign that they had been broken.

It has to be said that the workmanship of these chairs is very good, no screws and nails can be seen, and they are completely completed by the ingenious workmanship.

"Even chairs are props?" Lin Xiao completely convinced, a face full of surprise and admiration.

"Who is he?" The young man opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xiao curiously. He rubbed his nose from time to time. His expression was very unexpected.

"Go to practice boxing!" Gao Haijian glared at him and pointed to the sandbags in the far corner, "hit a thousand sandbags first, and then come to talk."

"Oh The boy rubbed his nose. He listened to Gao Haijian very much, but before he left, his curious eyes still swept around Lin Xiao. He seemed to think he was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Your apprentice?" Lin Xiao raised his chin and pointed to the boy.

"So it is." Gao Haijian took a chair and blew the dust off it. Then he sat down beside Lin Xiao and said with a smile, "how can brother Lin come here today? By the way - how did you get here? "

"Brother Gao's hiding is deep enough. I found out after a long time that xiaobailong had opened a humble fight hall." Lin Xiaoxiao is very helpless. He has been looking for and inquiring along the road. When he mentions the name of little white dragon, naturally many people are awed and familiar with him, but few people know where he is.

If Lin Xiao had not come into a boxing house by chance, and heard someone talking about the little boxing house, and occasionally mentioned the image and deeds of the owner, he would not have guessed that Gao Haijian was here.

"How are you? This is the property left by my father. Naturally, I will keep it safe and secure. " Gao Haijian smiles.

Bang bang!

The boy over there has already swung his arms and started to fight. The sound of one punch is dull. He shakes the sandbags left and right. The boy's breath is steady and his feet are light.

"The seedlings are very good." Lin Xiao's eyes flashed brilliantly and nodded his praises frequently.

"Ha ha..." Gao Haijian is noncommittal. He can see that he is satisfied with the youth in his eyes. Even though they are not much different in age, they seem to be separated from each other. The elder's joy and admiration for the younger generation are beyond words.

"Brother Gao is going to spend the rest of his life in this little martial arts school? In that case, isn't it a waste of what you've learned? " Lin Xiao asked with emotion.

The purpose of his coming here is to recruit Gao Haijian to join the new three ways and become a member of the nine groups of wild dragons.

"I'm used to it. I'm lazy too. I usually drink tea, practice sword and go out with my mother. My life is very beautiful." With a smile, Gao Haijian turned to pick up a pot of tea from the coffee table behind him, grabbed two cups, filled them and handed them to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao grabs the teacup and sips it politely, but his eyes suddenly turn. Youyou asks, "your father used to compete with others. Did he lose?"

The atmosphere seemed to condense for a moment, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped slightly, and Gao Haijian's expression changed from smile to depression.

After a few seconds, Gao Haijian said faintly: "yes!"

"I heard that the Bawang sword is inherited. Your ancestors once fought against the eight secret sects. They never failed. How can they lose when they come to your father's generation?" Lin Xiao's words were intended to stab Gao Hai's sword like a needle, which made his body tremble involuntarily.

If other people are so rude, Gao Haijian will not say a word. He will directly cut people with his sword. First, he will let you accept the lesson of no blocking, and then he will talk.

However, in the face of Lin Xiao, Gao Haijian was so proud that he couldn't be proud at all. He clenched his fist tightly, then clenched it again and again, and finally turned into a heavy sigh.

"Ah! In today's society, there is no pride of those who belong to martial arts. The so-called martial arts competition is just the calculation and trap of those who want to do it. "

"How do you say that? Brother Gao's words seem to me to be full of resentment. Is there any secret or trick in uncle's martial arts competition"Don't mention it!" Every time Gao Haijian mentions about his father's overlord sword, his expression will become gloomy, and his indifference and free and easy will be swept away.

Lin Xiao has observed this for a long time. Since he comes here again today, he is naturally well prepared. If he wants Gao Haijian to get out of the mountain, he must find another way.

Money, wealth and even the improvement of strength can no longer move Gao Haijian's long silent heart. Only by making the stagnant water in his heart again, can he have the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"In that case, would your father be willing to fail? Overlord sword I think it's just like the name. The bully is the bravest person in the world. If I were you, I would fight to the end as long as I have breath, and I would never give up when I die. " Lin Xiao's tone gradually became cold, even with a sneer.

In fact, the meaning of this sentence is to laugh at Gao Haijian's father, bawangjian, who is timid. After losing once, he never recovers. He hides secretly for fear that he will be known that he is still alive, not by his eldest husband.

Gao Haijian's face changed.

"In fact, to put it bluntly, your father just doesn't have the heart of a swordsman. In this way, the overlord sword really has a false name. It's disappointing!" Lin Xiao drank the cup of tea in one breath, threw the tea on the tea table, and said, "this timid father, the sword technique he taught is not good, is it?"

"Lin Xiao!" Gao Haijian's eyes were cold, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of fierce breath. He said in a deep voice, "I respect you for being a hero. Why do you repeatedly encourage me to insult me? What do you mean?"

Choking!

There is even a sword sound in the void, which is the breath of killing and cutting. It makes the temperature of the surrounding air drop again. It seems that you can hear countless fierce sword Qi roaring in the spirit.

Lin Xiao's heart moved greatly, and he was even more excited.

The heart of the sword is not small, but Gao Haijian has been silent for a long time, and deliberately suppresses the intention of the sword. In the long run, a rising Kendo superstar will eventually sink and be submerged.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao suddenly gave a sneer, straightened up, exuded an indescribable majestic momentum, and said faintly: "the sword is a fighting force. Without a heart of the sword, how can we play the power of the overlord sword? I guess your father doesn't understand the true meaning of bawangjian at all. What he teaches is rubbish! "