Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

Waste material flow?

Seeing this, Li Jiaoxi paused, and said: "The young man's name is Tanlun...he is the one with the worst talent among this class of disciples...All the requirements were barely met, so he entered my Qinglong Pavilion. "

"If Pavilion Master Lu wants to accept apprentices, this young man is probably...not qualified."

For the last sentence, Li Jiaoxi hesitated for a moment, then said.

Lu Jiu glanced at him upon hearing this.

You know the shit!

Don't know 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't you bully the young and poor?

Every scrap material is a potential stock, right?

Do you think that everyone has the same talent as me, one in a million?

Lu Jiu waved his hand and didn't want to talk to him: "Don't worry about it, I'll just take a look."

After that, Lu Jiu walked slowly to the boy named Tanlun.

Although Tanlun's moves are clumsy and have many shortcomings, they are very serious.

He didn't react until Lu Jiudu came in front of him again.

Seeing Lu Jiu who was looking at him, Tan Lun was stunned for a moment, before realizing the person in front of him, he saluted with a flustered expression: "I've seen the pavilion master!"

Seeing this, Lu Jiu smiled: "Your name is Tanlun?"

Tan Lun nodded seriously when he heard the words: "Yes, Pavilion Master."

Lu Jiu took a look at him and raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to learn powerful exercises?"

As soon as Lu Jiu finished speaking, before Tan Lun could answer, the disciples around him exploded, discussing in low voices.

"The pavilion master actually wants to teach the exercises to Tan Lun's useless material?"

"The Tanlun hasn't even mastered the basics, so what qualifications do you have to learn high-end exercises?"

"That's right, why don't you teach me!"

A group of disciples looked at Tanlun like a lemon, with envy and hatred in their tone.

Chapter 167

"Quiet!"

Naturally, it was impossible for Li Jiaoxi to watch a group of disciples gossip, with a serious expression on his face, and he scolded.

A group of disciples were silent when they heard the words, they obediently closed their mouths, and did not dare to discuss any more.

Li Jiaoxi's prestige in the hearts of all the disciples is still very high.

But Lu Jiu ignored the group of disciples and waited for Tanlun's answer.

Of course, he couldn't accept such hasty disciples.

Lu Jiu is very clear that achievement is the multiplication of hard work and talent. If the talent is zero, then no matter how much effort you put in, it will be useless, because the road has been wrong.

But Tan Lun's ability to enter Qinglong Pavilion shows that his talent is not too bad.

Hard work may be able to make up for his lack of talent.

But before making a decision, Lu Jiu still needs to get a satisfactory answer from him.

Tan Lun was stunned when he heard what Lu Jiu said, a little excited at first, and then calmed down.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked up at Lu Jiu and shook his head firmly.

Seeing this, Lu Jiu was a little surprised: "Why?"

Tan Lun pursed her lips: "Tan Lun hasn't even learned the basics yet, my mother told me not to aim too high."

Lu Jiu smiled and nodded.

After a pause, Lu Jiu turned and left, leaving a word.

"Work hard, maybe, you will have the qualifications to become my apprentice..."

Everyone stared blankly at Lu Jiu's receding figure, with different expressions.

Tan Lun froze for a moment, looked down at the wooden knife in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

……

It is impossible for Lu Jiu to accept Tanlun as his apprentice just because a sentence he said sounds admirable.

He may be able to see a person's talent, but it is difficult to guess his future achievements.

Success or failure is up to time.

In fact, to be honest, Lu Jiu was not in a hurry to recruit disciples.

If it weren't for the concerns of the Shadow Assassin Organization, Lu Jiu might not have the idea of ​​accepting apprentices until now.

Of course, Qinglong Pavilion couldn't survive without him, Lu Jiu.

Even if Lu Jiu is cold now, Qinglong Pavilion can still exist.

It's just that the power with a martial arts master is not at the same level as the power without a martial arts master.

Before retreating, Lu Jiu specifically talked to Elder Ming Xin and the others.

Qinglong Pavilion can still operate normally, but Lu Jiu's retreat means that the combat power of the martial arts master level cannot be used temporarily.

In fact, this does not have much impact.

In the past, when Nie Qinglong was in power, he wandered outside for many years, but nothing happened in Qinglong Pavilion.

Therefore, Lu Jiu doesn't need to worry too much.

But Yan Luojun heard that he was going to retreat, so he came to find him.

She didn't say anything superfluous, but just glanced at Lu Jiu quietly, put her hand in his palm, and left three words firmly in her eyes.

"I'm waiting for you."

After hearing this, Lu Jiu was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated.

No matter how straight he is, he should know what Yan Luojun thinks.

Lu Jiu thought a lot.

Finally he sighed.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

Then, he found a quiet room, went in, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Lu Jiu looked at a gray bead he had taken from nowhere in his hand, his eyes flickered.

Feeling the surging energy coming from his chest, Lu Jiu closed his eyes.

He seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

……

A ship thousands of miles away slowly approached the shore of Xiaoji Island.

The slight sea breeze blows over Xiaoji Island, and the bright sunshine fills the entire island. There are people in twos and threes walking leisurely on the coastal road.

Zhao Dadong took the package and walked towards the registration office.

His once vicissitudes uncle's attire, combined with his sharp eyes, made the people around him a little surprised.

"Grandma, that person is terrifying. Will he eat children?"

A child shrank his head in fear when he saw Zhao Dadong.

"With grandma here, whoever dares to touch my good grandson, I will beat him to death!"

A grandma was holding her little grandson by the hand, and said pretendingly fiercely.

Zhao Dadong glanced at it strangely, and walked to the registration office without paying attention.

At the registration office was an uncle security guard who was concentrating on reading the newspaper, and he didn't notice Zhao Dadong's arrival at all.

"Hello, I want to enter the island."

Zhao Dadong said politely.

Uncle Security didn't raise his eyelids when he heard the words, and said lazily, "You need to register to enter the island. What's your name?"

Zhao Dadong looked down at the farmer's spring next to the registration office hut, feeling slightly puzzled.

Hearing Uncle Security's words, Zhao Dadong raised his head and replied seriously: "My name is Zhao Dadong."

Uncle Security guard was taken aback when he read the newspaper.

Zhao Dadong?

this name...

The security uncle put down the newspaper in his hand, and slowly opened his eyes.

I saw a tall figure with a vicissitudes of life, stubble, sharp eyes, and a terrifying momentum standing in front of me!

The security uncle shook his hands in fright, and the newspaper fell to the ground.

"You you you! Who are you?!"

Uncle Security's tone was flustered.

The person in front of him is not a good person at first glance, he exudes a ferocious murderous aura, which makes people shudder!

Zhao Dadong was a little helpless when he heard the words: "I just said that, my name is Zhao Dadong."

Uncle Security turned pale, swallowed, and fumbled for an electric baton tremblingly.

With the electric baton in his hand, he finally had a little psychological comfort, and mustered up the courage to stare at Zhao Dadong.

"You you you... where did you come from?"

Uncle Security still looked at Zhao Dadong warily.

The person in front of him looked extremely murderous, he was definitely not an ordinary person!