Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"Okay, you want to leave, right?" Grandma Ping looked indignant, but she was actually very sad. She had already pointed it out to this extent, so why did this disciple just refuse to give in?

Su Ping clasped his hands together, knocked his head to the ground, and said loudly: "Disciple absolutely does not have this idea, and I beg Master to have mercy and let this disciple stay!"

"You can stay, but I have to make it clear to you. If there is a next time, I will not keep my promise. I will save you even if it means the relationship between us as master and disciple breaks down!" Grandma Ping was furious, her eyes were wide open, and even her voice was no longer old, but as clear as a yellow oriole.

Su Ping did not stand up, but kept his head on the ground, mumbling in silence.

"Don't agree? Then forget it..." Grandma Ping closed her eyes slightly, a little disappointed.

"Master..."

"I don't need your consent, Master!"

Just when Su Ping was about to offer words of comfort to avoid being expelled, Granny Ping showed her overbearing side again, saying that she didn't need her disciple's consent at all.

"As a master, this is what you should do. You shouldn't pamper your apprentice too much. You have to show the dignity of a master and be decisive and resolute." Grandma Ping said slowly.

Su Ping also felt the momentum and realized that it was impossible to persuade him anymore, so he could only say hesitantly: "Disciple, I will obey the master's order."

Grandma Ping calmed down, put away her anger, waved her hand and said, "Get up, the ground is cold, you have just recovered, you should not kneel for too long."

"Yes." Su Ping stood up obediently, then looked at his nose and his heart without saying a word.

Seeing this, Grandma Ping said, "You were very talkative, weren't you? Where's your sharp tongue? Did it all go away after you were beaten?"

"Master, I think you are unhappy and don't want to talk to me." Su Ping bowed and looked very reserved while speaking.

Grandma Ping was so angry that she almost threw something. What did this boy mean? He just met her for the first time, but he dared to act so reserved. Was he not familiar with her at all?

Facts have proved that as long as a woman thinks you are wrong, no matter what you do, or how well you do it, it is wrong, and very wrong.

Even Grandma Ping, an immortal who has lived for thousands of years and whose mentality is already very old, is no exception. Women's hearts are really the most fascinating in the world. God knows.

As for Su Ping, he thought that his master scolded him right from the start, probably because he wanted him to admit his mistake, so he acted like a good disciple.

After all, Grandma Ping's words all mentioned the master's majesty, so Su Ping should just be a good disciple and get through this "disaster" first.

Unexpectedly, it backfired and made Grandma Ping angry. She even had the urge to curse. You have to know that she is an immortal, and an immortal with a declining mentality. It can be seen how powerful Su Ping is that she can do this.

"Forget it." Grandma Ping turned her head away and didn't look at her own disciple.

Su Ping was standing nearby, feeling overwhelmed. He had no idea what these incoherent words meant, so he naturally did not delve into the matter.

"Are you fully recovered?" asked Grandma Ping.

Su Ping replied: "Master, everything has recovered, and there are even signs of breakthroughs and becoming stronger."

"Okay, let's practice."

Before she finished her words, Grandma Ping flipped her wrist, took out two Baotou rifles, threw one of them directly, then she jumped up and attacked straight ahead.

Su Ping hurriedly caught the gun, then dodged the gun that was coming straight at him, and then raised his gun to block it, avoiding being hit by the sweeping move.

Deng Deng Deng!

However, the huge force still forced Su Ping to take several steps back before he could stand firmly. However, his arms became numb and trembled slightly.

"Master, I can't beat you." Su Ping said with a bitter face. He had just recovered and didn't want to wield a sword or a gun right away, lest he be thrown back to soak in medicine again.

Granny Ping didn't give any explanation and took the opportunity to attack, scolding: "I never saw you thinking like this when you were fighting with others!"

"That's different." Su Ping dodged quickly.

Grandma Ping shook her spear, looking gloomy but full of power, "If you don't practice for ten days, half of your cultivation will be destroyed. If you don't practice for a month, you have to start all over again. Look at the spear!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Grandma Ping's spear skills had already reached a superb level. Even though Su Ping knew everything about her spear skills and how powerful they were, he was still at a loss and could only passively defend.

But after a long time, when his body gradually adapted, Su Ping could also see the intervals between the spear techniques that were so fast that only afterimages remained. Although it was only a moment, it was enough to break the current passive state.

The spear barrel swept horizontally, the spear tip stabbed straight forward, the spear in Grandma Ping's hand danced like a spirit snake, each move was unpredictable, making her disciples miserable, but they also grew through training.

Su Ping's eyes shone brightly as he defended himself and waited for an opportunity to move.

Finally, when Granny Ping stabbed out with another spear at high speed, Su Ping also moved. He thrust his spear upward at a high speed, breaking her attack, and then quickly changed his move to a horizontal sweep, as if sweeping away thousands of troops.

Snapped!

Grandma Ping pointed her spear downward and held the spear upright to block the attack, then she took two steps back. A slight smile appeared on her old face, and she secretly sighed that her disciple had finally made use of her potential.

Su Ping began to break the move. He waved the gun with both hands, like a dragon appearing in the world, rolling between heaven and earth, bringing up gusts of strong wind. At the same time, his steps were light and his movements were extremely swift.

Grandma Ping secretly said "good" and tapped the ground with her toes. She also flashed her body, using the same spear skills and the same footwork. It was a duel between master and disciple.

As the spear spun, Su Ping turned around and swept the spear upwards. The force of this sweep was so strong that it could destroy everything in its path, breaking mountains and rocks. The previous feints were just to cover up, and he could use this extremely domineering blow at any time, making it impossible to defend against.

Grandma Ping smiled faintly, waving her spear to block while using the force to relieve the attack. She did not use too much immortal power, just enough to support her light and sneaky footwork.

However, the force of this shot was still very strong. Even though Grandma Ping did not use her spiritual power, she was still thrown ten steps away. Her eyes flashed, and she did not approach again, but waited for her disciple to take action.

A moment later, Su Ping's killing move reappeared. He believed in his master's skills, and this was a Baotou spear used for practice, so there would be no danger. Only then did he dare to use such a powerful killing move.

Su Ping appeared in the sky, with the tip of the spear in his hand pointing downward, like a thunderbolt from the sky descending to the earth, at an extremely fast speed, in a flash.

boom!

If the blow landed on an open ground, only a being of Grandma Ping's level would have a chance to dodge it. Otherwise, who could detect such a swift blow that came without any warning and left no shadow?

The smoke and dust blocked people's vision, but Su Ping's figure did not reappear.

However, Grandma Ping tightened her grip on the gun and held it horizontally in front of her. There was a "snap" sound, and the barrels of the two spears collided with each other. The huge force caused the barrels of both spears to be slightly deformed.

"Not bad." Grandma Ping praised lightly.

In the moment just now, Su Ping did not actually appear in an instant, but moved at a very high speed with the tip of his gun dragging on the ground. It was just that it was so fast that it felt like he moved instantly.

Grandma Ping turned her wrist slightly to change the collision force of the two guns, then she flashed to the back of the young man and stabbed him with a gun.

But this attack failed. Although Su Ping did not turn around and his back was completely unprotected, he turned the spear in his hand and spun it at his waist, blocking the fatal blow.

Grandma Ping was delighted, thinking that if the attacker was the one who did it, he would most likely run away at this time, or during a fight, she should also keep some distance between them as soon as possible, so she moved her feet and flew to a distance of ten feet away.

At the same time, Su Ping turned around suddenly, raised his spear and threw it with all his strength.

In an instant, the spear flew out like thunder, like a rainbow piercing the sun, able to break through the air and kill the enemy.

Just as Grandma Ping stood still, the spear was approaching her. She dodged to the side and kicked it back with her foot.

At this moment, Su Ping, who was charging at high speed, grabbed the flying spear with one hand and used the spear to stab straightly. His momentum was like a rainbow and unstoppable.

Grandma Ping did not dodge either. She casually raised the spear in her hand and stabbed it straight in the same direction, as if she wanted to break it with force. She was very domineering.

The next moment, the spears of both sides brushed past each other. Su Ping's spear stopped in front of Grandma Ping's forehead and did not get any closer, while Grandma Ping's spear stabbed Su Ping's abdomen, hitting the empty door.

"Wow!" Su Ping dropped his spear with a trembling hand, and covered his stomach with one hand. He almost vomited out all the bile and stomach acid. The feeling of churning in his body was heart-wrenching.

Grandma Ping put the gun away and stuck it into the ground, then smiled calmly and said, "An inch longer, an inch stronger!"

Su Ping calmed down, not wanting to vomit out his internal organs, and gave a thumbs up, smiling, "The older you are, the wiser you are!"

"That's right, my disciple, you are still too young." Grandma Ping stretched out her hand and stroked the young man's head with her rough palm, just like an old mother who picked up her child from school, so kind.

Su Ping rubbed his cheek and said, "No matter how young you are, you are still a father, so you are not young anymore."

"Even if you become a father, you are still my apprentice, right?"

"Yes, why not..."

There is nothing that the master and disciple cannot overcome. They can talk it out or have a fight to ease their mood and then let it go.

However, the prerequisites are somewhat harsh. For example, one must first have a fairy master, and then the disciple must be a talented genius who can fight against the master after he lets go.

After a while of non-stop joyful conversation, Grandma Ping looked at the young man and said slowly: "Okay, show me the spear technique you just learned."

Su Ping nodded and stood up to take the gun. As a result, the gun broke into pieces when he touched it. It was obviously badly damaged. As for the one stuck in the ground, it was slightly better, but it was broken into several pieces and could probably only be used as firewood.

Grandma Ping shook her head slightly, then took out a real gun, but it was far inferior to the gun in Xia Li Mie Chen's box. It was the kind of thing that could be bought in a blacksmith shop with money.

Su Ping took the gun, walked a few steps outside, held the gun with both hands, and used the nine styles of gun skills according to the momentum of the previous fight, showing his full power and momentum.