Ace of the Dragon Division

In Shangcheng City, in a pavilion in a park, a white-haired old man was sitting under the pavilion. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and his white hair showed his age. He was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea that was not too hot.

Standing beside him was a man in his thirties who was also wearing a Chinese tunic suit, but this man stood beside the silver-haired old man humbly and respectfully, and reported to the old man: I heard that this year's competition has an amazingly talented A master, one person can fight against the top 10 masters without losing the wind. His marksmanship speed and strength are top-notch. I have watched the video. This person can enter 54 trump cards, but the five elders are different because of their identities. Knock him out.

The old man laughed and said, His name is Xu Cheng, right?

The guards around him were surprised: The head knows this person?

The old man laughed out loud: My old friend admires this person very much, let me come and have a look when I have time, no, didn't I come to Shangcheng?

The guard was stunned: Then the head came out so early and waited here to meet that Xu Cheng? But, even if he is really powerful and his identity is very sensitive, he can't enter the dragon group, right?

The old man sighed: How many more years do you think I can last?

The guard said awe-inspiringly, I don't know, I hope the head will live a long life.

Even if I live a hundred years, I will be 102 years old, almost. The old man smiled slightly.

The guard's expression changed: This subordinate made a slip of the tongue.

It's okay. The old man gave up, and said immediately: I know my situation, let's say it's only four or five years, but you ask yourself, who can take over my mantle? No one, right? The five elders can continue to guard Purpose, etc., but I can't wait any longer. If the next dragon group fails to pass on and find a successor, I will become a sinner, and the dragon group may really become history. The five elders are right, the dragon group should be so impartial To do things, but I am the head of the family, and it is my own responsibility to find the next successor. I want to find a new responsible person for the guardian of this country. If I can’t find me, I will be sorry for the country.”

The guard's heart moved: The head wants to find that Xu Cheng?

The old man shook his head: Look, maybe he is just a relatively good genius, but he is still not up to the standard to succeed me. But we have to look to find out, well, you don't have to follow in the last two days, I'll find you when I get back.

The guard took the order: Yes, this subordinate knows, so this subordinate will leave first.

The old man nodded.

The guard bowed and left the gazebo. The old man left behind took a sip of tea and saw a tall man running over not far away. He walked out of the gazebo with a smile and played Tai Chi leisurely on the lawn.

According to the information, Xu Cheng would run through this park every morning to exercise, and he would train in this area before running back, so the old man was suspicious of waiting for this guy here.

Sure enough, the guy who ran over not far away was Xu Cheng. He was a little surprised to see the old man doing Tai Chi here so early in the morning, mainly because he had never seen this old man before, so his sudden appearance made him a little strange , he squatted down near the gazebo while doing stretching, while looking at the old man, and the old man was also looking at him.

Xu Cheng squatted down panting for breath, looked at the old man subconsciously and asked curiously, Master, I haven't seen you before.

The old man ignored him and was just practicing Tai Chi on his own. Xu Cheng looked at the tea in the pavilion and asked the old man thirsty, Master, can I have a cup of tea?

The old man closed his eyes slightly and said, Pour yourself.

Xu Cheng walked over and poured himself a cup of tea, smacked his lips, then looked at the old man with a deep smile and said, Master, don't you feel sorry for me ruining your tea?

The old man raised his eyes slightly to look at Xu Cheng, and then smiled slightly: Did you drink it?

Xu Cheng nodded: I guess there is no one in Shangcheng who can drink Dahongpao tea. Originally, I offended too many people in Shangcheng, so I was a little wary of you suddenly appearing here for no reason, but After drinking this tea, I feel that I am thinking too much, because I have not offended such a high-ranking person, and a person of your age would definitely disdain to deal with me, but I can be sure that you know me and appear here It's for me, judging by the temperature of your tea, you've been waiting for me for at least twenty minutes.

The old man put his hands down and looked at Xu Cheng and nodded appreciatively: It's good to be thoughtful.

Xu Cheng proudly poured himself another cup of tea. He was not polite at all and it was a pity that this tea was a special tea. He poured it in another gulp and quenched his thirst. Then he wiped his mouth and asked the old man, Tell me, what do you want from me? What? If you just want to make friends with me, I'll make you some tea, I recognize you as a friend, and I will definitely not suffer.

The old man smiled slightly, feeling that this kid is quite interesting, he is neither humble nor overbearing, he is not surprised when things happen, he said: My tea is not for free, I have a set of palm techniques here, I will play it again, if you can remember it, I will give it to you. I can give you all the tea leaves left in that Gu, but if you don’t remember clearly, my bones are a little weak because I’ve been waiting for you for too long, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go back, so you can carry my old bones back.

Xu Cheng raised his eyebrows: Tai Chi?

The old man shook his head: No.

Xu Cheng: Then you play, I'll watch, but even if I can win you, I will carry you back, it's a small effort, let it be the cost of these two cups of tea.

You better remember it. The old man smiled slightly, and then spread his hands: Look at it.

Xu Cheng nodded, holding his hands together, feeling how hard to remember the punches of such an old man? Unless you don't punch but dance! Then I admit defeat.

Immediately, he stared intently at the old man's hands, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, because the old man's hands were shaking like shadows, and ordinary people would only feel that the old man had made such a few tricks, but Xu Cheng's brain The ability to catch is very strong. Soon, he realized that the old man's boxing skills are not simple at all. In terms of his speed, ordinary people don't move his hands. In fact, the moves have already been laid out. It is Xu Cheng who owns them. Even under the full power of the ultrasonic brain, it was difficult to keep up with the speed of the old man's boxing.

In the end, sweat broke out on Xu Cheng's forehead.

After the old man finished punching, he looked at him with a smile and asked, How much do you remember?

Xu Cheng said awkwardly: Ten, twelve tricks.

The old man's eyes lit up: Oh? Are you sure you really memorized the twelve tricks?

Xu Cheng closed his eyes again and thought about it for a while, then said seriously: It's twelve tricks.

The old man smiled slightly: But I used thirty moves just now.

Xu Cheng curled his lips: You play it again, I promise I can remember everything this time.

The old man laughed and said, Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow. I'll leave today.

With that said, the old man went to the gazebo to lift the teapot and cup.

Xu Cheng was in a hurry, it was like a martial idiot looking at a cheat book and forgetting to eat and sleep, he quickly stood up and chased after him: I'll carry you home.