C3 Second Teacher Wu Man

The dragon's roar was immersed in the joy of obtaining perfect limbs. What was there to be satisfied with, what was to look good? The little tiger in front of him was even more docile and adorable. It rested its chin on the dragon's leg, its eyes hazy and drowsy, as adorable as it could get.

It was the name Little Flower. Why did it sound so ugly and crude? How could it be compatible with such a cute little tiger? Long Xiao wanted to curse loudly. Long Xiao, this bastard, could you not be more cultured? Thinking that scolding him was just scolding himself, that was fine.

Thinking of giving Little Tiger a new pleasant name, Hu Batian, Hu Xiaotian, Hu Swallowing Heavens, Hu Zhenshan … He was indeed mighty, but when he looked at the coiled Little Tiger in front of him, it seemed soft and lazy, not at all like that mighty and domineering appearance.

Long Xiao sighed, and could only change his mind, thinking that it was not good for the little tigress to be too fierce, so he hurriedly tried to bite him again, but it was not worth the loss, so it was better to have a little fresh and refreshing. Hair, Yuan Yuan, Ding, Jing … .Take a look at that little tiger, and you can only rely on it, because it had a pair of bright eyes, a headache, and that was it, at least, better than that little flower.

He shook Little Tiger's head and discussed with it, "Little Tiger, we won't be called Little Flower anymore. This is so unpleasant to listen to. Big Brother gave you a new one."

Little Tiger opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes were sparkling with excitement, and he was about to lick Long Xiao's face again.

Long Xiao was stunned. Wasn't this little tiger a little too smart? How could it understand what he was saying? She quickly tugged on Xiaohu's ear and asked, "You can understand my words?"

Xiaohu nodded his head, his mouth made a few sounds, but he could not say anything.

Long Xiao was overjoyed. He excitedly held the tiger's head and mumbled, "This world is truly wonderful. Even tigers have such high intelligence."

Little Tiger broke free, his front paws flailing in front of him, as if trying to explain something. Unfortunately, Long Xiao couldn't understand anything, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Jingjing, let's go and pluck the red mulberry seeds. Otherwise, we'll be scolded when we go back." Dragon's Roar called out, stood up and was about to leave. Ah! He squatted down again. His ankle was still in excruciating pain, so he tried walking with a limp. He could jump up and down, but there was no hope for him to climb the tree.

"If you want to be scolded, then do it. Third Master can only scold you a little, and hearing it make your heart feel better." Long Xiao muttered in his heart.

Could it be that the dragon's roar before him was that of a masochist? He hurriedly searched through his memories and sat down, not rushing to leave anymore. He did not need to go into detail about the situation, what if he broke into the sect, and it was not a game, this was his greatest secret.

Just as he was about to sit down and reminisce, a long, leisurely whistle suddenly came from afar. It was as if a stone had split the air and sounded bold and powerful.

Long Xiao didn't understand why the dragon's roar was so terrified. He opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance. A black dot was initially small, but after a few leaps, it became clear and appeared in front of the dragon's roar.

Just by looking at the short staff in his hand pointed towards the huge rock at the side of the mountain, he was like a great roc flying diagonally, soaring dozens of feet straight up, light as a feather, gliding along with the wind like a feather, although he was thick, his posture was very free and at ease, and the roar was extremely envious.

Wu Man stopped in front of Long Xiao's body. It was only then that Long Xiao noticed that the person had only one leg, and his right leg was broken at the knee. Half of his trousers fluttered in the air. Looking at his face, he had black skin, leopard eyebrows, lion nose, and ring-shaped eyes. His face was filled with a steel beard that was full of killing intent, just like Zhang Fei from the three kingdoms. The black robe tightly wrapped around his well-built body that was 1.8 meters away. Holding the staff in his hand, he did not know what it was made of, but it was dark paint, cold, and filled with a strong sense of oppression.

Knowing that this was his second master, Long Xiao quickly stood up. He limped forward two steps, bowed, and greeted him by saying that his disciple had seen his second master.

Wu Man nodded his head in satisfaction. After a moment, he frowned and asked in a low and muffled voice, "How do I make my feet?"

"Disciple came under the order of the third master to pick the red mulberry seeds. I accidentally stepped on empty air, fell from the tree, and stuck on a branch. As a result, I was injured."

Wu Man mumbled to himself, "You still want that stuff to dye your lips at such an age, wasting your time and training." He suddenly woke up from his stupor and glared at Long Xiao. "You can't tell your third master about this. Remember."

The dragon roared in agreement, then swore and swore again. Wu Man nodded in satisfaction, but he was slightly surprised in his heart. Previously, this kid was just a fool and kept his head low without saying a word. He was like a dead dog, how did he become so obedient today?

He was happy in his heart, but his stiff face also eased up a bit. He still couldn't help but teach her a lesson, "I told you earlier to practice martial arts with me, but I just wasn't willing. If I had a martial arts with me, how would I be injured?"

Martial skill? So it turned out that his second master was willing to teach him martial arts. At this moment, Long Xiao wished he could grab the Yuan Dragon Roar and give it a good beating. Long Xiao had long been envious of his second master, Wu Man, and was still thinking about how much he would beg for her in the future. Yet, that idiot refused to come to his doorstep to study as soon as possible, and didn't want to be scared to death when he saw Jing.

Long Xiao quickly turned around and kneeled on the ground. He was sincere and respectful as he kowtowed three times to Wu Man in gratitude. "I am willing. Please teach me, Master."

Wu Man was overjoyed as his taut, cold face quickly turned gentle. He tried to make his voice softer as he ordered in a low and muffled voice, "This matter is not urgent. Stick your foot out and sit down."

He sat down quickly and put half of his broken leg on his left leg. Long Xiao hurriedly searched through his memories, but didn't have the memory of Wu Man's broken leg, so he probably didn't know about the dragon's roar and didn't dare to ask too much, for fear of enraging this burly man and not teaching him martial arts. If the short staff had been a little bit more, he would have had a transparent hole in his memory.

As Long Xiao was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly felt a pain in his left ankle. He saw Wu Man's hand pinching the swelling, his fingers digging deep into the flesh, carefully examining the damage to his bones. The dragon's roar was so painful that it grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare let out a cry.

Wu Man nodded his head in satisfaction as both of his hands drew an extremely mysterious curve in front of his chest. Suddenly, a ball of red flame surged and ignited, completely covering his two palms.

In the blink of an eye, he saw that torch was wrapped around his entire left foot. He turned pale with fright, and with a sobbing tone of panic, he shouted, "Second master, this foot is still okay, you don't need to burn it."

At this moment, Long Xiao was on the verge of tears. What kind of martial arts did he have to learn, he reckoned that this second master had trained in the One Legged Bladelike Chi, and if he agreed to learn it, he would certainly lose a leg. It was not easy for him to grow a healthy leg, but in the blink of an eye, it would turn into ashes.

Wu Man shouted in a low voice, "Shut up and calm your breathing, feel it carefully."

He could only feel countless threads of heat seeping into his skin, flesh and blood, meridians and bones. It was a very comfortable feeling, and it was obvious that they were not going to burn his left foot. Long Xiao's heart settled down, and he closed his eyes to enjoy himself leisurely.

Not long later, Wu Man said in a low voice, "Alright." It was just that there was a layer of black paint on it. He did not know what it was, but when he touched it with his hand, it was like a layer of burnt flour paste. It shattered and fell to the ground, revealing the healthy skin underneath.

Wu Man saw Long Xiao's doubt and explained, "I have already removed the blood from your skin, muscles, and meridians. For now, don't move.

Wu Man stood up and grabbed the dragon's roar with his left arm. His left leg paused for a moment before he leaped into the air and dashed out dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, he turned around and dashed to the top of the tree where the dragon's roar had fallen. He opened his right hand like a fan and shot out a large amount of bright red fruits.

The dragon's roar was extremely enthralling to the eyes. Wu Man didn't care about it as he casually stuffed himself into the arms of the dragon's roar and turned around to dash forward as if he was flying. The dragon's roar was like that of a hurricane as his black hair was blown straight back. He thought to himself, "This second master really has a lot of skills. With such astonishing power, I should learn from him."

Suddenly, he remembered that little tiger, worried that Jing Jing wouldn't be able to keep up and hurriedly tried to turn his head to take a look, only to see that little tiger, with its four legs spread wide open, jumping and running, stretching one by one, it was also incomparably fast, it actually did not fall down at all, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, what kind of world is this, why is it that the speed of humans and beasts are so terrifying, and also thinking that if I work hard, I would also do the same, I can't help but look forward to it.

As Long Xiao was indulging in his thoughts, Wu Man carried him past several mountain peaks and threw himself onto one of the mountains before slowly coming to a stop and dashing down. In his memories, this was where Long Xiao and his three masters resided.

At first glance, there were five or six thatched cottages that were arranged side by side. There was another house under a big tree, and it was even more original. It was built in the treetop, and according to the tree trunk, the small veranda in front of the house was quite unique. The bright and beautiful sunlight shone down. The golden grass hut, the quiet mountain rocks, the dark green foliage, and the wisps of floating clouds slowly drifted past. It was truly like a fairyland.

Wu Man arrived under the tree and soared into the air, throwing the dragon's roar onto the veranda. He said a few words before starting to practice his martial arts on the platform at the back of the mountain. He actually turned around and rushed into a thatched cottage beneath the tree.

If one were to talk about Wu Man, then he had thrown himself at a very high level when he was at his full strength. He landed heavily on the pavilion's veranda with his four limbs in the air as he fell on all fours, yet his injured left foot didn't touch anything. Long Xiao rubbed his sore butt and muttered, "Seriously, I can't be more gentle. My butt's about to split open."

"Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao, where did your butt split open, let me see something fresh." Her voice was soft, soft, and sweet. Hearing her heart, it felt like it was being wrapped up in warm water. It felt very comfortable. Even the pores all over his body had relaxed as well.

Long Xiao's heart warmed as a thought flashed through his mind. It was the third master, Chu Shuang!