Chapter 109: Elderly Disciple, Rama's Body

Zhou Botong asked without any hesitation, with a smile on his face, as if he was not the one who had just fought with Li Ming.

Yang Guo looked at Zhou Botong and saw that he didn't act like a senior at all. He couldn't help but complain: "Senior Zhou, you are so powerful, why do you still want to learn other people's martial arts? Besides, can martial arts be taught casually?"

Zhou Botong shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, I am interested in all interesting martial arts. Besides, there is nothing I can't teach. Emperor Duan taught me the One Finger Zen, and my sworn brother Guo Jing even taught me wrestling!"

Zhou Botong counted on his fingers.

This is quite...

Li Ming thought about it and couldn't help laughing. Zhou Botong learned the One Finger Zen from Emperor Duan. Not only did he learn martial arts, but he also got Emperor Duan's concubine pregnant. This was also the biggest regret of Zhou Botong's life. It was a bit of black humor when he thought about it.

"why are you laughing?"

Zhou Botong couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he saw Li Ming's strange smile.

Yang Guo next to him said half-jokingly.

"Our master's martial arts are not taught casually. If Senior Zhou wants to learn, he can join our martial arts school to learn."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, no, I am still a senior of the Quanzhen Sect. How can I become your disciple? I won't learn from you anymore!"

Zhou Botong refused straightforwardly.

Then he rubbed his hands, came closer to Yang Guo and smiled.

"Little brother, what else did you say was fun before? Let me see it, you can't go back on your word."

It turns out that Zhou Botong still remembers this?
Yang Guo glanced at Li Ming from the side, and when his master nodded, he spoke to Zhou Botong.

"Yes, there are, but in our martial arts school..."

What are you waiting for? Let’s go!
Zhou Botong couldn't wait to push Yang Guo back.

When you meet Zhou Botong, who doesn't consider himself an outsider at all but has a crazy style, it's really hard to argue with him.

Lin Pingzhi next to him sighed lightly, still thinking about the battle between Li Ming and Zhou Botong just now.

Li Ming looked at Zhou Botong's back and pondered for a moment.

The two actually fought to a decent draw, with no winner or loser.

If it was really a life-and-death fight at that time, Li Ming would definitely take advantage of the moment when his true intention broke Zhou Botong's palm power to rush forward and attack, while he still had his sword skills to use.

But at the same time, Zhou Botong's strength is far from reaching its limit, and still gives Li Ming a feeling of being unfathomable.

However, after a fight, Li Ming had a rough idea of ​​Zhou Botong's strength.

Zhou Botong is definitely much stronger than a normal Grandmaster, and has obviously surpassed the level of the Grandmaster, but the sense of oppression is still not as great as that of the legendary Grand Master.

Could it be that the information I have always believed about the realm divisions is biased, and there is actually a transition zone between Grandmaster and Grandmaster?

Li Ming thought about it and felt that this was the only explanation that made sense.

In a life-and-death fight, Li Ming used all his means to deal with Zhou Botong. He might win, but he might not be able to kill the opponent. This is significantly different from when Li Ming faced other grandmasters.

Moreover, Li Ming could clearly feel that although Zhou Botong’s own strength was not weak, the Nine Yin Scriptures had made his strength undergo a fundamental transformation.

This made Li Ming feel the power of the Nine Yin Scriptures very intuitively.

Now that I have unlocked this unique martial art, I must study it carefully when I return.

Li Ming pondered secretly.

Of course, Zhou Botong is not at his peak yet and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

At the end of the original novel of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Zhou Botong was truly recognized as the best in the world. In that case, he must have been at the level of a grandmaster.

While thinking, Li Ming and Lin Pingzhi slowly walked back to the martial arts hall.

Li Ming keenly noticed that Lin Pingzhi kept his head down and remained silent, as if he had something else on his mind.

After returning to the martial arts gym, he quickly found Zhou Botong and Yang Guo.

At this moment, the two of them were standing by a small pond in the courtyard next to the martial arts hall.

Originally, there was no water feature in the martial arts hall, but when Yue Qing was renovating it, he thought it was too monotonous, so he added a few ponds as embellishment and also designed some unique mechanisms based on them.

As soon as I walked in, I heard Zhou Botong's surprised voice and saw him dancing with joy.

"It's fun, it's fun, ah!"

Zhou Botong held onto the railing and looked inside.

Yang Guo was standing beside him, he took out a jade flute and blew it softly.

As his flute sounded, the fish in the pond actually responded.

First, the water surface sparkled and ripples appeared, and then fish of different sizes gathered together as if they were called.

The sound of Yang Guo's flute suddenly became melodious, as if it was an instruction, directing the fish to gradually line up in rows.

When Zhou Botong saw this scene, his eyes widened.

He had seen many techniques of sound attack. For example, Huang Yaoshi was good at it. During the years he was imprisoned on Peach Blossom Island, he was often tortured by Huang Yaoshi's "The Rising Tide of the Blue Sea".

But that kind of sound attack method that contains internal force can only make the fish in the water anxious and out of control. I have never seen such obedient fish lined up in such a row.

Zhou Botong's childishness was aroused, and he clapped and cheered like a little kid, his eyes shining.

The tunes that Yang Guo played were naturally taught to him by Li Ming. Many of them were unpopular pieces that had disappeared from the martial arts world and no one had ever heard of them.

Yang Guo accepted all the tricks and learned them all.

The instrument being played now is called Kongyouqu. It is not very powerful in actual combat, but it can inject air into the water without anyone noticing. It is a very rare and special method.

Li Ming also saw that it was cheap in the mall, so he bought it and threw it to Yang Guo. Yang Guo just took it as a way to pass the time.

The fish in the water naturally would not move according to the music, but after gathering together, Yang Guo used the melody as a guide, injecting it under the water surface to control the fish's movements.

From this perspective, it seems that the fish are moving in unison as if they can understand the instructions of the tune.

After the song was finished, Yang Guo waved his hand, and the fish under the water regained their freedom and scattered in disorder.

But Zhou Botong was already extremely excited and kept clapping.

"There are others, would you like to see them, old senior?"

"want!"

Zhou Botong nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Yang Guo quickly brought it indoors, then moved it to a wooden box, turned the knob next to it, and began to accumulate power.

"Hey, what is this?"

Zhou Botong was just about to study it when Yang Guo suddenly let go and two square wooden legs popped out of the wooden box and it stood up.

"Mom!"

Zhou Botong was startled and took a few steps back before he saw clearly that it was not a wooden box at all, but a square puppet figure folded together.

The puppet took a few crooked steps, turned the knob to the end, and then stopped.

However, this was enough to capture Zhou Botong. The old naughty boy excitedly circled around the puppet man again and again, his eagerness evident in his words.

Although the art of mechanical puppetry is well-known in the martial arts world, there are only a few people who are truly proficient in it. Even Zhou Botong has rarely seen such puppet figures.

"Is this also what your martial arts school teaches?"

Yang Guo nodded.

He did find time to learn some mechanical puppetry. After all, there were two mechanical puppetry masters, Zhu Ting and Yue Qing, living in the martial arts hall, and this resource could not be wasted.

However, Yang Guo only mastered the basics, and he had to ask Yue Qing to help him make this puppet.

Yang Guo's mind was naturally eccentric, and he always had some strange ideas. Unexpectedly, they came in handy with Zhou Botong.

After Zhou Botong circled around the puppet for a few times, his eyes became more and more fiery, and he could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart, so he turned around and ran out. Li Ming was standing outside, talking to Lin Pingzhi, when he suddenly saw Zhou Botong rushing in front of him.

"I have decided to join your martial arts school. I want to learn those interesting martial arts that little brother has learned!"

Zhou Botong said excitedly but firmly.

"what?"

This was beyond Li Ming's expectations.

When Yang Guo said before that he wanted Zhou Botong to join the martial arts school, he was just joking. Everyone knew that it was impossible given his status and seniority.

But Zhou Botong didn't play by the rules and changed his mind so quickly!
"Old Senior, are you sure?"

"of course!"

Since Zhou Botong has said this, there is no reason for Li Ming to refuse this benefit that has been delivered to his doorstep.

"Pingzhi, take the senior to register and change clothes. Also, since the senior has a special status, the apprenticeship fee will be waived."

"Yes."

Lin Pingzhi also had a strange look on his face, and he walked forward and took Zhou Botong away.

Not long after, the usually unkempt old boy changed into a silver-white martial arts uniform for the first time, and Lin Pingzhi also helped him to tidy up his hair.

Zhou Botong looked at his new clothes from front to back and seemed very satisfied.

He even thought happily that it was worth it to get such a new set of clothes for free without spending a penny.

Many disciples in the martial arts hall had already noticed him and were shocked and talking about him.

It was already unconventional for Xuan Cheng to join the martial arts school before, and this time an old man with a white beard came!

This is particularly noticeable among the martial arts school's mostly young disciples.

Even everyone is thinking: Has the master changed his mind about accepting disciples recently? Or does he want to challenge himself by accepting older disciples and help them achieve success later in life?

Zhou Botong was quite cheerful. When he saw someone looking at him, he waved to them enthusiastically.

But after walking a few steps, he ran into Xuan Cheng who had just returned from practicing Great Compassion Fist.

The Great Compassion Fist was extremely profound. Even with Xuan Cheng's level of aptitude, it took him two days to learn half of it.

But now Xuan Cheng's martial arts fanatic attributes have been aroused for the first time in a long time. He turned a deaf ear to the outside world and walked with his head down, thinking about what he had gained from practicing boxing.

He ran into Zhou Botong head-on.

Xuan Cheng raised his head and paused, then saw Zhou Botong clearly and was a little stunned.

Is there such an elderly disciple in the martial arts school?
Similarly, Zhou Botong also looked at him with surprise, and then Zhou Botong's expression turned into laughter.

He burst out laughing, covering his stomach with one hand and pointing at Xuan Cheng with the other.

"Hahaha, this bald donkey is still a disciple at his age, how funny!"

Xuan Cheng's face suddenly turned dark, and he looked at Zhou Botong, as if to ask, who of us is older?
And the other party actually called him a bald donkey?
Xuan Cheng wanted to get angry, but when he thought of his identity as a monk, he suppressed his unhappiness. He felt that there was no need to argue with the older man.

"Humph!"

Xuan Cheng snorted coldly and walked around Zhou Botong and left.

Just like that, the martial arts school had two older disciples within two days, which increased the average age of the students in the school by several years.

But the disciples of the martial arts school were very tactful and did not ask too many questions. Ever since Li Ming's drastic overhaul last time, the discipline in the martial arts school has improved a lot. Everyone just thought that the owner must have his reasons for doing so.

The styles of the two newcomers are quite different. Xuan Cheng is a typical martial arts fanatic. He usually practices martial arts all the time and stays at home in the martial arts gym. He rarely appears on the streets of Qixia Town.

But Zhou Botong was different. He was a restless person and ran around everywhere all the time. Within two days, everyone in the town knew him.

Although Zhou Botong had not been around in the martial arts world for many years, among so many martial artists in the town, some people still recognized him.

Old naughty boy Zhou Botong!
Such a master with a weird personality actually joined Qianming Martial Arts School?
This news immediately sparked a round of discussion.

Just like this, two days passed, and almost all the martial artists had arrived at the Qixia Town, and the taking-over ceremony for the new leader of the Five Mountains was finally held as scheduled.

Early in the morning, Mo Xiaobei rushed to the venue accompanied by his third senior brother Lu Yiming from Hengshan.

Many people from other factions passed by the entrance of the martial arts hall one after another.

Lin Pingzhi did not continue to practice hard, but stood at the door of the martial arts hall, contrary to his usual behavior, with a gloomy face and his eyes scanning the people nearby again and again.

"Pingzhi, what are you looking for?"

Li Ming's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Lin Pingzhi hurriedly turned around.

"No, no..."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were slightly evasive when he spoke.

Li Ming sighed.

"I know you are looking for Yu Canghai."

This sentence hit the nail on the head. Lin Pingzhi pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

When he heard the name, the flames of anger in Lin Pingzhi's eyes were still burning brightly. It was obvious that he still remembered the revenge of the extermination of his family.

"If Yu Canghai appears now, do you have the confidence that you can defeat him?" Li Ming asked.

Lin Pingzhi lowered his head and remained silent.

His current strength is already first-rate in the Innate Realm, and few people can be his opponent.

But according to the news I heard recently, Yu Canghai should have broken through to the Grandmaster level.

Lin Pingzhi asked himself if he had the strength to cross the border and kill the opponent yet.

Even if Yu Canghai was really standing in front of him now, he might not be able to get revenge.

As for asking Li Ming for help, Lin Pingzhi didn't even think about it.

He must rely on his own abilities to kill his enemy with his own hands in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Don't worry, I've already asked before, Yu Canghai didn't come this time."

Li Ming reached out and patted Lin Pingzhi's shoulder, comforting him.

"Don't worry, I understand how you feel. You continue to study hard according to my instructions. I promise that the next time you see Yu Canghai, it will be the time to kill your enemy."

Hearing Li Ming's assurance, Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

"Let's go. It's rare to have some quiet time. Let's go to the inn and sit down."

Li Ming took Lin Pingzhi to Tongfu Inn.

There has been a lot of mixed crowds in the town lately, so he goes there less often.

It just so happened that most of the martial artists went to watch the ceremony for Mo Xiaobei today, so the inn became empty.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Bai Zhantang wiping the table.

"Hey, come and sit down."

Bai Zhantang greeted warmly.

Now most of the tables in the inn are empty. It is rare to see it so empty.

There were two tables of warriors sitting in the corner.

They glanced over and when they saw it was Li Ming, they quickly looked away.

"What do they do?"

After Li Ming sat down, he asked Bai Zhantang.

Because Li Ming keenly noticed that the warriors at the two tables were holding the same paper in their hands and looking at the information on it.

Bai Zhantang curled his lips and said, "Master Li, you don't know this yet. Recently, Luo Mo's remains have reappeared in the martial arts world. These people are Xiyu, the killer who accepted the reward to capture Black Stone."

(End of this chapter)