I'm not an elf supporting character

Chapter 165 Co-author I used to be a temporary worker

Early October.

One afternoon in the martial arts hall, Duan Tianxing, who had disappeared for nearly a week, hurried into the martial arts hall and brought a strange news.

"I found your uncle."

Uncle...

Li Xiang didn't react for a while, until Duan Yu and the others showed a shocked look, and then realized who Duan Tianxing was talking about.

Great Master Bo Yan Tianyin, and Duan Tianxing are of the same generation - Wuguan used to discuss seniority, but now it is gone.

After all, the martial arts school has been weakened to this point.

"He opened a martial arts gym in Sakurajima, and renamed Bengquan to Zhenxingliu Tongwu. He already had more than three hundred disciples under his command...and passed away three days ago."

Duan Tianxing said so, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

According to him.

27 years ago, Yan Tianyin, who was 28 years old at the time, entrusted the martial arts gym to him, who was only 25 years old, and traveled to various places in Zhuxia to find the capital of martial arts.

But it's nonsense that Yan Tianyin was attacked by an unknown elf in the wild, and lost his memory, even forgetting his own name.

The only thing left in his mind is the long-cherished idea of ​​carrying forward Bengquan.

And even if you can't remember it clearly, you can still use Bengquan very naturally when you start, and the spear in Zhenxing Bajue.

Bengquan was deeply engraved into his bone marrow. Even though he no longer has the memory of the past, he can still blow his breath subconsciously, step forward to punch, punch sideways, and step up to elbow...

After a complete set, the flow of clouds and water has already formed muscle memory, subconsciousness, and even common sense.

With amnesia, he is penniless and has no other knowledge, so he can only rely on his boxing skills to earn a living in some sewers.

Fortunately, after several twists and turns, he met his wife, and with the help of her, he came to Sakurajima, where Chongwu was full of spirit at that time. Fortunately, he was appreciated by his father-in-law.

Zhenxingliu Tongwu came into being.

And with the help of his father-in-law, he took root in Sakurajima in a real sense. It took more than 20 years to successfully occupy a certain position in Sakurajima.

In its heyday, there were as many as 5000 Zhenxingliu disciples.

If it weren't for the young people who have lost interest in martial arts in recent years and developed in other industries, Zhen Xingliu's reputation could be even greater.

And the reason why Yan Tianyin hasn't contacted Duan Tianxing for so many years is that he really can't remember that he still has a junior who stays in the martial arts hall, waiting for him to bring back good news.

He, who lost his memory, didn't know what he was thinking, but he had no intention of pursuing the past, but honestly taught Sakurajima the art of star suppression.

until two years ago.

Yan Tianyin was found to have advanced lung cancer, plus he didn't pay attention to hidden injuries when he was young, so there is no cure for it. The healing elves with magical powers can also suppress the spread of cancer cells.

Yan Tianyin, whose life was dying, finally began to be curious about his own origin, and asked his disciples to find his past.

Finally, last month, I found a Zhenxing martial arts gym in Qingcheng, Yuzhou, which is basically not known to many people.

And Duan Tianxing, who had frosted temples and stepped into the stage of knowing his destiny.

And Duan Tianxing decided to go to Sakurajima to see his senior brother for the last time after walking around for many days.

to be frank.

Having not seen each other for nearly 30 years, Duan Tianxing almost didn't recognize Yan Tianyin.

The changes are simply too great.

After Yan Tianyin saw Duan Tianxing, he also seemed to be enlightened, and the memories in his mind emerged layer by layer, first his face was red, and finally his eyes were red.

—the light came back.

Regardless of his family's obstruction, after a long talk with Duan Tianxing all night, this master uncle rarely got up to eat something, drank a sip of tea, teased his grandson and granddaughter, and met all the disciples.

then.

Facing the direction of his hometown——Qingcheng, he sat cross-legged and practiced the method of nourishing the mind as he did when he was a child.

Passed away with a smile.

In front of the coffin, Duan Tianxing mourned Yan Tianyin for a day with his son's acquiescence.

On the second day, I got on the plane back to Qingcheng.

that's all.

It was Duan Tianxing's experience after going out.

"Uncle... still haven't come back to Qingcheng?"

Lu Chengfeng's expression was very complicated.

Like the previous life, the people of Zhuxia valued being buried in the soil for peace and the return of the soul to their hometown. According to the custom, Yan Tianyin's body should be sent back to Qingcheng.

Duan Tianxing didn't speak, on the surface he was calm, but in fact he was still immersed in the conversation with Yan Tianyin.

The older he gets, the softer his heart becomes. Yan Tianyin originally had the idea of ​​being cremated after death and buried in Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall.

But he failed to win over his wife, and finally stayed in Sakurajima, where he will be buried in the same tomb in the future.

What Duan Tianxing can do is to set up a plaque for him and put it in the ancestral hall to enjoy the incense of the descendants of the martial arts hall.

Wang Dong opened his mouth, wanted to say something but gave up.

Duan Yu looked at Duan Tianxing, then looked at the three people around him, and said, "Master... Master, does the Xingxingliu of Yingdao count as our lineage of Xingxing?"

"Calculate."

Duan Tianxing said without hesitation, then paused, "But not all."

Zhen Xing has eight skills, Yan Tianyin only learned the double skills, and then left with boxing skills and spear skills.

Only Duan Tianxing has learned everything, and now he understands a little bit of everything.

"Then over there..."

"Zhen Xingliu will be inherited by his son-in-law and continue to develop on Sakura Island." Duan Tianxing thought about Duan Yu's words, glanced at the four of them, and said, "Both sides are Bengquan authentic."

Duan Yu bit his lip, but in the end he couldn't tell the nonsense that someone from Sakurajima would inherit the martial arts school.

If you say it, you are looking for a fight.

But he is also very clear that the seven disciples in the martial arts hall have their own pursuits, and they are not interested in the martial arts hall itself.

After talking about his experience in the past week, Duan Tianxing waved his hand, dispersed the few people, and walked silently to the backyard.

Depending on his condition, he might have to shut himself up for a few days.

But just when Li Xiang was thinking deeply and subconsciously went to hit the wooden dummy, Duan Tianxing, who was halfway out, suddenly called him over.

……

backyard.

Duan Tianxing brought Li Xiang to a room.

The former sat down, and the latter took the initiative to lift the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea.

"It was cooked just now, it's still hot, drink it slowly."

Li Xiang said softly.

Duan Tianxing raised his eyelids to look at him, picked up the teacup and took a sip, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Xiang stood aside, not knowing what Duan Tianxing called him to do, and after waiting for ten seconds, he asked, "Master?"

"...How long have you been in the martial arts hall?"

"Almost sixteen months."

Li Xiang did the math, it should be sixteen months.

Duan Tianxing put down his teacup, "It's been sixteen months, what have you gained?"

Standard master sentence pattern.

Li Xiang babbled about his gains with a very calm expression, he didn't say anything high-sounding, and Duan Tianxing didn't like to listen to it either.

After speaking for about 3 minutes, it was considered finished.

Duan Tianxing nodded, noncommittal, and asked after a while: "Do you know what I was thinking when you first started?"

Li Xiang shook his head honestly.

"I was thinking, what's wrong and weird about you."

The old master said, "Even if Xu Zhen didn't ask me to come here, I didn't even want to accept you."

Li Xiang's ability to come to Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts is an exchange of interests between Li Zhehan and Xu Dongran.

Li Zhehan brought certain things and certain people back to Zhuxia, and Xu Dongran gave him a Leolu with unlimited potential, and the qualification to enter Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall to become a personal heir.

This is what Li Xiang knew in the first half of the year.

And Duan Tianxing's words didn't change his face, the three-blind perception method is very effective.

"Good practice."

Duan Tianxing praised casually, "But your talent in martial arts is obviously not high, and you can see this for yourself."

Li Xiang:"……"

After stabbing Li Xiang ruthlessly.

The old master continued: "Originally, I planned to let you practice boxing for three years first. Boxing can support and recognize people. You can understand what kind of person you are by looking at your Bengquan."

And this statement?

Li Xiang remained silent, wondering how the martial arts in this world are so fancy.

"But not long ago, when you started Bengquan, I knew that I wouldn't have to wait three years."

Duan Tianxing stopped talking at the most critical moment.

Li Xiang's heartbeat also started to speed up.

What does stop here mean?
Want to expel him from the school?

Do you think he is too stupid, or can you see something from his fist?

Unexpectedly, Duan Tianxing stretched his hand into his bosom, and took out a jade that was several rings bigger than a coin.

"This is part of a piece of jade that I got when I was young. I gave the other six pieces to your brothers and sisters. This is the last piece."

He put it on the table and pushed it towards Li Xiang, "It's yours."

"From today onwards, you are the direct disciple of Zhenxing Martial Arts Academy, and also my closed-door disciple."

Co-author I used to be a temporary worker?
Li Xiang complained silently in his heart, but with a serious face, he took the jade pendant and hung it on his chest, stepped back respectfully, and kowtowed to Duan Tianxing twice.

"Thank you, master."

"Get up."

Duan Tianxing called Li Xiang up, and let out a long breath, "Tomorrow you will choose one of the other seven martial arts among the eight martial arts, as your second martial arts practice, go back tonight and think about it, tell me tomorrow, go. "

Li Xiang nodded, turned and left.

He didn't overreach himself and clamored that I wanted them all. Duan Tianxing said that he only knows a little bit of Bajue, which is called humility.

Li Xiangzhen has learned Bajue, so he really only knows a little bit.

Back to the main hall.

All three put down the utensils in their hands, surrounded him, and asked him what happened.

Without saying a word, Li Xiang took out the jade from his chest and showed them.

Duan Yu and others immediately understood, and began to analyze with Li Xiang, what should Qijue learn.

First of all, Duan Yu learned the stick, Lu Chengfeng learned the sword, and Wang Dong learned the axe.

Jiang Shangrou learned the knife, Qi Sunsun learned the hook, and Baiji learned the spear.

There is only one halberd left that no one can learn.

As if it was deliberately kept for Li Xiang.

"Third Senior Sister is such a genius, why don't you learn a few more?"

Li Xiang was very curious about this.

Duan Tianxing called him a unique martial arts genius, so it shouldn't be difficult to learn the Eight Skills.

"Senior sister doesn't want to learn it herself."

Lu Chengfeng said: "She said that she doesn't want to be distracted until she has practiced the knife to the point where she can cut without killing anyone."

...Did I stray into some kind of low-level martial arts world, making it look like a martial arts novel?

Li Xiang couldn't complain, and waved his hand, "Anyway, I don't practice halberds. I don't practice double-handed halberds or two-handed halberds. I don't like big weapons."

"No one is forcing you." Duan Yu rolled his eyes, and said again: "Let's learn stick with me, it just so happens that your Leolu will be useful in the future."

【Bone sticks fight】.

It does seem to come in handy.

Li Xiang was a little moved, but Lu Chengfeng's voice broke in, "Don't listen to him, learn the sword from the senior brother, he is chic and elegant, the key is handsome! Besides, the elf can learn the stick alone!"

Yup!

Trainers and elves don't have to learn the same thing.

Li Xiang was shaken.

Wang Dong opened his mouth, but his ax was a large weapon, and he was passed at the very beginning. This boy with a square face couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

And Duan Yu and Lu Chengfeng quarreled over the question of which is better, a stick or a sword.

There are even intentions to fight.

Li Xiang looked at them and recalled Jiang Shangrou, the third senior sister.

"Okay, brothers, I've made a decision." He stopped the two of them, and under their inexplicably expectant eyes, he showed his snow-white teeth.

"I learn knives, knives with long blades and short handles."

(End of this chapter)