Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

It can be seen that Ding Qiurui is extremely satisfied with Lin Tian's talent.

He sat down on the stone seat carved with dragons and phoenixes beside him.

"Boy, if you are an apprentice, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life from now on!"

After Ding Qiurui sat down, his face was full of solemnity, and he shouted again to Lin Tian in a deep voice.

This old man has taken in a lot of disciples, and they are all talented.

It's a pity that he couldn't be satisfied.

It's just because he is practicing outsider martial arts.

Ordinary disciples cannot all take over his mantle.

He felt that this matter might become the biggest regret in his life.

Unexpected.

Lin Tian appeared!

Speaking up.

After hearing Wu Dalang mention Lin Tian, ​​he was very excited.

But the majestic half-step Wu Zun can't lose his composure!

Facing Lin Tian, ​​he also maintained enough majesty.

Before Lin Tian knelt down to worship his teacher, he felt it was a matter of course!

"And... with your talent and my guidance, you have at least a 30% chance of stepping into Martial Lord!"

Ding Qiurui looked at Lin Tian who was in a daze, thinking that he was intimidated by the surprise, and immediately reminded again: "Kneel down! I am now a teacher, and I wait for martial arts practitioners. I don't need those red tapes, just keep it simple! Boy, it's not right now. Dream is a great opportunity for you to change your life! Apprenticeship!"

As he spoke, Ding Qiurui couldn't help raising his hand, stroking the beard on his chin that didn't even have a few strands.

He looked at Lin Tian, ​​and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

The seedling that I finally found, this kid, must be polished!

Ding Qiurui secretly made up his mind.

But on the opposite side, Lin Tian turned around from a daze, and didn't immediately kneel down.

"You let me worship you as a teacher?"

Lin Tian blinked at Ding Qiurui, and said helplessly, "I don't want to ask you to be my teacher!"

What!

Don't want to be a teacher?

Ding Qiurui stared wide-eyed, but didn't react for a while.

"You said...you don't want to worship me as your teacher?"

He stared at Lin Tian, ​​and said with a face full of astonishment.

At this moment, Ding Qiurui felt that he heard it wrong, or that the young man in front of him was frightened and confused.

"Boy Lin Bei, you can explain clearly to me! This seat wants you to be an apprentice, and this seat will pass on your lifelong martial arts!"

Ding Qiurui once again solemnly shouted to Lin Tian: "You said you don't want to worship me as a teacher? It doesn't matter if you say something wrong, but if you miss the opportunity, there will be no next time!"

Lifelong learning?

There is nothing to learn from those rubbish martial arts!

Lin Tian complained secretly.

But it was impossible for him to tell the old man directly, otherwise it would be too hurtful.

"That... I can take you as my teacher, but at least let me see how strong you are?"

Lin Tian turned his eyes slightly, then smiled and said, "If your level of teaching your disciples is too poor, and your own strength is also unattractive, isn't that a mistake? You should let me see your level first. , I will make a decision again!"

I rely on!

My level is too low?

How about looking at the level of this seat before making a decision?

Ding Qiurui suddenly stood up from the seat, staring at Lin Tian with wide eyes.

After confirming that Lin Tian was not joking, his old face suddenly sank.

Good boy!

I, Ding Qiurui, have always been people who come to ask for a teacher, but you are lucky, I have come in person, and you still have to take the exam!

What kind of anger is in this old man's heart at this moment!

But thinking of Lin Tian's talent, he immediately suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Okay, okay...boy, I'll convince you!"

Ding Qiurui smiled angrily, and said in a cold voice: "Fist, stick, saber, sword, spear, leg, internal force, and basic martial arts, I am proficient in all of them! Today, I will give you one by one. You show it! If you don't think it's right, just point it out..."

Now Ding Qiurui is also angry.

He wants to show his true ability and impress Lin Tian!

As for pointing it out?

The only one who can point out his problem may be the real Wu Zun!

down.

Ding Qiurui demonstrated boxing techniques one by one.

Lin Tian watched quietly from the side, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.

A full half an hour.

Ding Qiurui finally finished demonstrating many methods, and even explained in detail the basic martial arts method.

Then he looked at Lin Tian and said with a sneer: "As a person of Wu Wang Hai, you should have some basic understanding of martial arts! The strength of this seat can't be mistaken for you? The huge Wu Wang Hai, dare to say it outside Those who are better than this old man in my family's practice are definitely not more than a slap in the face! You can learn from me, right?"

Lin Tian smiled casually, then shook his head helplessly.

"What do you mean? Still don't want to be a teacher?"

Ding Qiurui frowned and shouted.

He couldn't believe it, but he came here to beg others to learn from him.

"It's not that I don't want to, but it's impossible for me to worship you as my teacher!"

Lin Tian smiled faintly, looked directly at Ding Qiurui and said, "I shook my head because the things you want to teach are too bad! You let me learn so much rubbish from you?"

Ding Qiurui looked at Lin Tian and shook his head, thinking that Lin Tian couldn't see the strength in it and was unwilling.

But who would have thought that it was because the things he practiced were too bad!

Too bad?

So much rubbish?

At this moment, Ding Qiurui only has countless Cao Nima roaring in his heart.

first!

This is the first time anyone has the guts to call his stuff trash!

What he practiced were all the top methods of foreign martial arts, so many people wanted to worship him as their teacher after fighting for their heads.

Now.

He took the initiative to accept Lin Tian as a disciple, but what he got was that what he practiced was rubbish.

"Boy, the one who cultivated in this seat is too bad, too rubbish?"

Ding Qiurui fiercely protruded a few mouthfuls of anger, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, glared at Lin Tian angrily, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"That's not true! What you cultivated is considered top-notch in martial arts!"

Lin Tian smiled calmly, waved his hands and said, "I mean, you are not ready for cultivation, your method is wrong, and your comprehension is not in place! Naturally, good things become garbage in your hands!"

"Hahahaha... What an arrogant junior! This seat wants to accept you as a disciple, but now it's a good thing, you can't get enough of it, the method is wrong, and the comprehension is not good. Do you want to point this seat?"

Ding Qiurui was so angry that he laughed out loud, his breath turned into a frenzy, rumbled, and his clothes rattled.

Listening to his words, Lin Tian nodded seriously and said, "What's the matter with giving you some pointers? I'll also let you know why I don't ask you to be my teacher!"

Then, Lin Tian started from Ding Qiurui's boxing technique, briefly pointed out the flaws and flaws in it, and finally said some of his perfect views.

Ding Qiurui was dumbfounded when he saw Lin Tianzhen pointing out in a serious manner.

While listening to Lin Tian's long speech, he heard it in his ears, but his mind was confused for a while.

Because, at this moment, he was so angry!

"The old man is blown up!"

Ding Qiurui waited for Lin Tian to speak, his whole body was trembling, his face was livid with anger.

With a roar, he raised his hand to point at Lin Tian, ​​and there was a surge of energy in his palm.

But he still didn't do anything to Lin Tian in the end, he hit the granite ring next to him with his big palm, and walked away angrily.