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"Thank you," Klin said in a low voice, then looked at the old man next to him, felt happy, walked forward and said, "You are Teacher Wu Tian, ​​right?"

"Exactly" Turtle Immortal replied.

After hearing the accurate reply, Klin immediately stood up and said: "I came from far away Tokyo. My name is Klin. Please, Master Wutian, please accept me as a disciple and guide me in my practice, okay? Thank you. ”

"Oh, it's really hard for you to come all the way here. It's a pity that I won't accept a disciple easily." Turtle Immortal said seriously, then tilted his head and said: "You'd better give up on this idea and go back."

After hearing this, Klin's eyes flashed red.

"Yeah." Kame Sennin seemed to sense something, and his sunglasses also gave off a gleam of light.

"Uh" Modo was speechless for a moment, he already knew the plot.

Then Klin pulled out a magazine from his package and said respectfully to Turtle Immortal: "It's a small thing. It's not respectful. Please accept it, teacher."

Then Kame Sennin reached out and grabbed the magazine, flipped it through in his hand, and kept saying: "This... this..."

Afterwards, Kame Sennin squatted down and flipped through the pages and said, "I'll consider taking a look." As he said that, he began to browse quickly.

"Do you still like it?" Klin asked.

Upon hearing this, Turtle Immortal immediately stood up and said with a serious expression: "Just so so."

"Ah" Klin was stunned for a moment. Didn't he hear that Teacher Wu Tian was very lustful? Why today?

"Well, then," Klin then turned around in despair, put his full package on his back and prepared to leave.

"Well" Kame Sennin looked at Klin's backpack and said slowly, "Actually, it's still okay."

"Ah" Klin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he immediately realized it. He was so happy that he quickly ran to Kamesenren and opened his package, revealing the magazines inside.

Klin knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Please, Teacher Wu Tian, ​​please accept me as your disciple. These are my apprenticeship ceremonies."

"Oh" Turtle Immortal was amazed. He didn't expect that this boy had as many collections as Modo. Originally, one book wouldn't attract Turtle Immortal, but this amount was enough for him to enjoy for a while.

"This, this, and this, please accept them all." Under Klin's guidance.

Kamesenren turned out the magazines one after another and read them. As he read them, he kept saying: "It's great, it's great."

The two people read through it for a long time and couldn't stop at all.

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After that, Kame Sennin accepted Modo and Klin as his apprentices.

"Let's go, this place is too small for cultivation." With that said, Kame Immortal put the house into the capsule.

Then another water boat was transformed. Kame Sennin jumped to the console, then waved his hand and said: "Come up, disciples."

Then Modo and Klin jumped on the boat together, and followed the Turtle Fairy to the shore of a volcano.

"Okay, okay, before you have dinner, let's do some small practice." Turtle Immortal said to the two disciples.

"Master, please give me some advice." Modo and Klin said in unison.

"Okay, then the special training will begin." Kamesenren said, and then looked at Klin: "Klin, have you ever learned martial arts before?"

Klin responded: "Yes, I have been practicing in Shaolin Temple for eight years."

"So that's it." Turtle Immortal suddenly said, and then continued: "Then Klin, you should have some basic foundation. What about you? Modo."

"I haven't learned it." Modo said after hesitating. He didn't know whether the Five Ancestor Fist counted, but he was embarrassed to say it when he thought that Klin had been practicing it for eight years.

"It's strange." Turtle Immortal was puzzled, and then continued: "Looking at your solid and powerful body, and the way your energy and blood are boiling, I would have thought you had some special training?"

"Okay, no matter what, I still have to get to know your strength first. Are you ready?" Kamesenren said.

Then he pointed to a rock with his right hand and said, "The distance from this rock to that tree is exactly one hundred meters. How long will it take you two to run to the other side as fast as you can?"

"Is it a hundred meters?" Mo Duo repeated.

"Actually, running fast does not necessarily mean that you can become a martial arts master, but having good waist and foot strength is the best thing."

"Then let the disciples run around and see." Klin said confidently.

"Oh, you are very confident." Turtle Immortal responded.

Modo didn't say anything. He also wanted to see what level Klin was now.

I only heard Klin say: "Just a little bit, I want to show off these legs that are enough to win glory in the Olympics."

Soon, Klin arrived at the starting point.

Turtle Immortal acted as the referee, raised his hand and said: "Okay, take your place..."

Klin adjusted his posture and lightly swept his calves behind him.

"preparation···"

Klin looked forward.

"run!"

As soon as it fell, Klin immediately rushed out like a galloping wild horse, his feet moving as fast as flying.

When he ran to Kame Sennin, Kame Sennin immediately stopped the timer.

"Oh, sure, you ran [-] seconds. You really have great potential." Kamesenren praised.

"Ah, Master, running ten seconds and four is nothing. My best time is ten seconds and one. However, under these environmental conditions, this result is not bad." Klin said proudly.

"Okay, then next, Modo." Turtle Immortal shouted to Modo.

"Yes" Modo responded. Seeing Klin's results, Modo felt relieved a lot. When he was in junior high school, he had run a 50-meter time of just under seven seconds, but now it has increased to 100-meter time. level, but his physique has been qualitatively improved.

"Okay, let's start now." After saying that, Kame Sennin raised his right hand again.

"preparation···"

Modo knelt down and looked forward, focusing on Kame Immortal's hand.

"run!"

As soon as Guixianren's gesture fell, Modo immediately jumped out, dashed forward, swung his steps quickly, and rushed forward with a momentum.