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Back then, when he met Zhou Yi by chance, he received great kindness from him, and accidentally discovered that he had excellent bones, a special physique, and a natural affinity for spiritual power.

Just like Huangfurou and Rongrong, but far superior to them, Mosang has the best talent he has ever seen.

Therefore, he, who hadn't accepted an apprentice for ten years at that time, thought of accepting an apprentice for the first time. Unfortunately, Zhou Yi was not rare. In desperation, he had no choice but to teach him the Cunquan. More than an inch punch.

"Tai Chi, flying knives, inner strength, fists..."

There are really too many, Zhou Yi seems to have gathered the best of all the directors, the essence, and what he has learned, all in one.

Therefore, although he knew that Zhou Yi was very talented at the time, he also knew that he might not have time to practice the Inch Fist, let alone concentrate on it, and his progress might be very slow.

But what Mosang didn't expect was that in three years, he had mastered the power of explosion. It is not known whether he is specialized in this method, or he has not let go of other unique skills.

Anyway, in his cognition, the person who practiced Inch Fist to comprehend the power of explosion the fastest has been more than four years.

It was his second disciple.

Zhou Yi, as expected of him is a genius!
Zhou Yi didn't bother to care about it, so he went straight to the topic, pointed to Long Wu and said: "I brought you the man, whether he is qualified or not, you can decide for yourself."

He knew that Mosang could meet each other and touch bones, which was very unique, and that's why he had so many students.

They are all good seedlings he dug out.

It's a pity that there is no monstrous genius who can carry the tripod!

Mo Sang came back to his senses, and looked at the tense Long Wu and the others. His white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he gradually became interested. He looked at Long Wu and smiled and said, "You are a hero, this physique is suitable for practicing hard skills and inner skills. Hard and soft."

Long Wu was overjoyed at first, and then said with an ugly face: "Dare to ask senior, am I not suitable for learning Inch Fist?"

He thought he was going to be eliminated.

However, Zhou Yi laughed loudly and said: "Do you think that this old guy is only proficient in one-inch boxing? He still has a nickname in the martial arts world, martial arts master, what kind of inner strength, domineering boxing, he is easy to use. "

"He knows no less martial arts than me. In short, no matter what kind of martial arts you are suitable for, as long as you are talented, there is nothing he can't teach."

"Gold-medal master teacher, how can it be a waste of fame!"

As soon as the words came out, Long Wu, Ah Quan and the others exclaimed, feeling more and more that Senior Mo is powerful and omnipotent.

It feels like he wouldn't do it without him.

"Hehe, I've already half-stepped into the grave, and I don't have any other hobbies, so I'll learn it anyway. I know a little anyway." Mo Sang smiled modestly, and then said to Long Wu: "I can teach you Baquan, Are you willing to learn?"

"Yes, as long as senior Mo is willing to teach, no matter how hard or tiring, this junior will be able to bear it!" Long Wu said firmly.

"Okay, okay!" Mosang was very satisfied, put one hand on Long Wu's body, slapped Long Wu's body while poking his bones, and said with a smile: "If you practice hard, you will be able to enter spiritual energy in half a year..."

But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze, Mo Sang was stunned, and looked at Long Wu in disbelief.

How...how could this be?
This guy's root bone is surprisingly good. It stands to reason that he debuted halfway, he is not young, and his root bone has been finalized, but why does he feel that his root bone is so active?
Like a strong young man.

This body bone is a good material for martial arts!
Seeing him in a daze, Long Wu said anxiously: "Half a year... can I become a psyker? I want to become stronger quickly."

Only in this way can Brother Yi not be held back.

However, Mo Sang was short of breath, looked at Long Wu and said happily: "You boy, you are really lucky, follow the old man, I will guarantee you to become a psychic within half a month, your roots are too suitable for martial arts, you are This material."

While speaking, he suddenly gritted his teeth and made a major decision: "Boy, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"hiss!"

"This... what... what?" All the martial arts apprentices gasped in unison, stunned with fright. It's nothing more than half a month to become a psyker, but Mo Lao actually wants to accept apprentices.

One must know that Mo Lao has only accepted two direct disciples in his seventies, and even the top ten core disciples are eager for it. Who would have thought that this guy who just arrived today would fall into Mo Lao's eyes like this?

If Zhou Yi, who did the work just now, wants to become the third direct disciple, then everyone, including Fan Rui, has no objection, and he deserves his name, but what is this Dragon Five?
Not to mention them, even Long Wu, who was hit by Fan Rui, was stunned, and said in disbelief, "You...you want to accept me as a disciple? Personal disciple, I...can I?"

He was a little unsure.

However, Mo Sang laughed and said: "I said yes, you can, boy, your root bone is in the active period, it is a miracle, you can quickly transform into a strong man only through my guidance, and only I Can."

That he is a gold medal master teacher is not bragging to you.

Zhou Yi also laughed at the side: "What are you doing in a daze, such a great kindness, I still don't thank your master!"

"Yes, thank you master!" Long Wu said excitedly.

Mo Sang nodded in satisfaction, and just as the dumbfounded people were about to prepare for the apprentice ceremony, suddenly, his eyes fixed on Xiaohua and the others, and his eyes suddenly lit up again.

As soon as he rushed out, a big skinny hand actually grabbed Xiaohua, feeling his bones and veins, with a surprised expression on his face.

Genius, another genius!
He thought it would be great to meet a Long Wu, a genius with excellent bones, but he didn't expect there to be another one.

This bone is tough enough and young, which is very suitable for his Inch Fist, and he is also very friendly to spiritual energy. This talent is more than enough for a psychic.

Thinking of this, under Xiao Hua's embarrassment, Mo Sang said ecstatically: "You...you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you the Inch Fist, you were born for my Inch Fist, in time, you will surely succeed be above me."

"No, you can definitely surpass me, you...you must worship me as your teacher, no one is more suitable to teach you than me..."

He was so excited that he was a little incoherent, this is simply his ideal apprentice, successor, even if his other two apprentices can't compare to Xiaohua's roots.

In his many years of experience, the most suitable successor for him can be ranked second, and Zhou Yi is naturally the first.

Although Zhou Yi didn't have much hope, but Xiao Hua was the treasure that came to his door. This is God's eye opening.

Looking at Mo Lao who was laughing wildly, all the apprentices in the martial arts hall were stunned, and they accepted apprentices again?In time, surpass Mo Lao, what are you kidding?Is this all crazy today?

What's wrong with this world?
After Xiao Hua weakly agreed, Mo Sang jumped at Artai, Ah Quan, and Mie Yi in ecstasy. Although he thought it was impossible, how could so many talents come to his door, these three people still surprised him, and their talents were also good.

They all have one thing in common, that is, the root bone is still active and not finalized, which means that there is still a chance to transform, but it is not as good as Long Wu and the other two.

Long Wu and Xiao Hua are the most talented, followed by Artai and Ah Quan, and Mie Yi is the weakest, but even the weakest can beat Fan Rui and crush [-]% of the martial arts students.

"Okay, okay!" Mosang said three good words in a row, which was enough to show the joy in his heart, and quickly said to the three of Artest: "Would you like to be my registered disciples? Talent doesn't mean everything, it's okay to surpass the predecessors. "

His own talent could only be regarded as above-average in the past, but now he is the only one who has achieved brilliance.

Therefore, some things cannot represent everything.

The three of Artest were very excited. It was already an extravagant hope to become unnamed disciples. Besides, they just wanted to become stronger.

In an instant, the three of them knelt down and said, "I have seen the master!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Mo Sang looked up to the sky and laughed, he didn't know how many years he hadn't been this happy.

Although he believed that Zhou Yi would do what he said, he never thought that he would actually send him a bunch of baby lumps. So many geniuses, where did he find them?
Zhou Yi just smiled without saying a word, as expected.

And hundreds of people in the martial arts hall were collectively petrified!