Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 108 Eight Extreme Dragon-fixing Spear

Hearing the sigh, Old Man Ma beside the bed immediately clenched his fists and stared nervously at every expression on Matthew Daoyuan's face.

Feeling the exhausted vitality and the healed affected area, Chen Cheng released his right hand from his wrist.

After feeling his wrist leave, Xiu Dao, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

The injuries in the body were repaired, the blocked Qi and blood began to flow again, and the formerly weak hands and feet quickly regained their strength.

In just a short period of time, Matthew Dao changed from a sick little old man to a cheerful one.

"Okay, okay! Boy, you are capable."

Matthew Dao patted Chen Cheng's wrist with excitement on his face.

"What?! I can't go in?! Those mud-legged people from the country are treating grandpa?!"

"Nonsense! I think it's fake that they are treating the disease, but they are really trying to kill grandpa and seize the family property! Get out of the way! If something goes wrong with grandpa, I will prevent them from getting out of the Dragon Spear Gate!"

Outside the door, amidst the anxious obstruction of the maid, an arrogant and frivolous voice came in.

Matthew Dao, who was still smiling, suddenly turned dark, and a solemn aura burst out from his body.

With a swish, he opened the quilt covering his legs and ran out without wearing any shoes.

Seeing Matthew Dao rushing out in a hurry, Chen Cheng's face was stunned.

Old man Ma was not surprised when he saw this and said:
"Don't be surprised, he is just like this. When he was young, he was a demon king with a very explosive temper. When he got old, he was tortured by injuries and became bedridden before he calmed down. I was beaten by him a lot when I was a child."

"It's better now. I've been unhappy with those brats for a long time."

As he said that, Old Man Ma chuckled, as if he was gloating about his misfortune, and he seemed to have turned back into the energetic little old man of Wangjiang City.

"Grandpa? Can you get out of bed? Didn't that group of people give you some tiger and wolf medicine?!"

"Snapped!"

"Shut up, shameful bastard!"

There was a crisp sound, and then there was the sound of being knocked to the ground.

The oval-faced maid immediately ran out with her clothes and shoes. Not long after, she asked Matthew to put on his coat and shoes and walked in. Behind him was a young man with oily hair and pink face, covering his face and lowering his head. Mr. Huo whom I met in the small garden before.

"Oh! I didn't expect that I would win against you all my life, but in the end I would lose to the younger one!"

After striding in, Mr. Xiu Dao sighed, and his words instantly made the gloating old man Ma raise his eyebrows.

"You haven't seen Grandpa Er yet? You don't have any rules!"

Looking at the indifferent young man with pink face rubbing his face behind him, Ma Xiu frowned, put his foot on the crook of his leg, and kicked him to the ground.

"Second grandpa!"

The pink-faced young man didn't dare to prick at all, and he yelled obediently.

"Ok!"

Old Man Ma tried his best to make his features smoother and look like an elder.

"And you, Uncle Cheng! Are you blind or mute? Call someone quickly!"

Just as the pink-faced young man was about to stand up, he was kicked again and fell to his knees with a thud.

Looking at Chen Cheng's indifferent face, the pink-faced young man felt awkward and gritted his teeth, but under the pressure of his grandfather Matthew Dao, he reluctantly screamed out.

"Uncle Cheng!"

Chen Cheng nodded slightly. This scene made the pink-faced young man feel very angry.

Chen Cheng only healed the hidden wounds left by Matthew Dao when he was young. After the hidden wounds were repaired, the blocked Qi and blood flowed again, and Matthew Dao, who was originally weak in his limbs, was able to move around immediately.

Although Matthew is over 80 years old, as a warrior, his body is stronger than ordinary people without injuries, so he still seems to be able to walk quickly.

After Matthew recovered from his hidden illness, he suddenly became cheerful and had a great appetite. With a wave of his hand, he asked the maid to prepare a feast.

"Damn it, I've been holding it back for a long time. I'm not allowed to drink wine or eat meat. The taste of birds has faded away from my mouth."

"Let's go, let's have a drink with you this time."

Mr. Ma came up and took Chen Cheng's hand, and was about to eat.

Speaking of which, Chen Cheng thinks these two old men are quite interesting. One has a long face, the other has a round face, the other has an ordinary, dry little old man who is a little over 1.6 meters tall, and the other is a macho man with a height of nearly two meters and a round waist. body shape.

Because he lay in bed for a long time and was not allowed to eat alcohol or meat, Mr. Ma lost a little weight, but he still looked like he could eat half of Mr. Ma in one meal.

At the dinner table, Mr. Ma ate meat and drank wine. During this period, he talked about Chen Chenggang's visit to Wenting.

"As a big family like you, I won't advise you to live outside, but you always need some financial resources to practice martial arts, so why not come to Dragon Spear Sect."

"By the way, the Stone Fist that the second child took away only has three levels, and can only be practiced to the second level. You will have to find other techniques later, which is another huge expense."

"When you come to Dragon Spear Sect, you will definitely not be short of resources for martial arts training. As for the techniques."

Mr. Ma pondered for a moment and said
"Uncle's Baji Dragon Spear is quite famous in Wenting."

As soon as this sentence came out, other people at the dinner table immediately looked at him with suspicion.

Old Man Ma was stunned and said in disbelief

"You are actually willing to teach Xiao Chengzi the Baji Dragon Spear? Doesn't the ancestral precept say that it cannot be taught to anyone other than the family head or the family head's heir?" It was because of this rule that Old Man Ma was unable to practice to the level of the Dragon Spear Sect. After learning the clan's martial arts, Baji Dinglong Spear, he angrily chose a stone-crushing boxing and went down the Huanglong River to open a gym in Wangjiang to teach boxing.

"Yes! Grandpa, he is an outsider."

The pink-faced young man, who was called Master Huo by his servants, was named Ma Tianhuo. He was the second son of the third son of Mr. Xiu Dao. He immediately shouted after hearing this.

"An outsider? Who said he is an outsider!"

Mr. Ma's face was stern, and he immediately glanced over. Ma Tianhuo was so frightened that Ma Tianhuo immediately shut up, bowed his head, and remained silent.

"Xiao Chengzi saved me, plus he is your second grandfather's direct disciple, so he is the same as your son. No matter how you look at it, he is your wife."

"As for the rules of our ancestors"

At this point, Mr. Ma paused, and Ma Tianhuo straightened up again.

"I am now the head of the Ma family. What I say is the rule. If you have the ability, let your ancestors crawl out to find me!"

Seeing Mr. Ma blowing his beard and staring, Chen Cheng put down the chopsticks in his hand and said seriously

"Uncle, it doesn't have to be like this. I don't need the Ma family's Baji Dragon-fixing Spear."

"Huh? You don't like it?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ma immediately turned his head and glared angrily to see who was trying to persuade him. When he saw Chen Cheng, his eyebrows softened instantly and turned into a kind one.

"Oh, don't worry. I still have the final say in the Ma family now. Don't worry about other opinions."

Mr. Ma thought that Chen Cheng didn't want others to gossip about him, so he persuaded him gently.

Chen Cheng said in a deep voice

"To be honest, uncle, I am practicing a self-created technique. No matter how famous the Eight Extremes Dragon-fixing Spear is, it is not as suitable for me as this technique."

When he heard that Chen Cheng was practicing a self-created technique, Mr. Ma was stunned and turned to look at Mr. Ma.

Old Man Ma nodded when he saw this and said
"Xiao Chengzi is a very talented person. He just started practicing less than a year ago. After watching me demonstrate the Thunder Breaking Style twice, he created his own."

"As for the Stone Fist, which only has three levels, that's according to Lao Huangli, and it has been deduced to the fifth level by Xiao Chengzi."

Speaking of this, Old Man Ma felt a little proud.

Mr. Ma said in surprise
"It's Xiao Chengzi's strength who can push the gravel fist to the fifth level."

Old Man Ma nodded.
"I just broke through four blood levels three months ago."

"17 years old, four bloods, this"

Mr. Ma turned around and looked at Chen Cheng, and saw that he was sitting there without speaking, looking very dignified.

Then he looked at the grandson next to him, who had a sinister eyebrow, a greasy head and a pink face, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

"It seems that my Ma family's Baji Dragon Spear is not so lucky."

As the Ma family's clan-suppressing technique, it goes without saying that the power of the Baji Dragon-fixing Spear is very high, but this technique has very high requirements for qualifications. Among his descendants, none of them have particularly outstanding qualifications, which has made him unlucky. Pass on the Baji Dinglong Spear.

The ancestral teachings of the Ma family say that it cannot be passed on to anyone other than the head of the family or the heir of the head of the family.

Therefore, the inheritor of the Baji Dinglong Spear is also regarded as the next head of the Ma Family Dragon Spear Sect.

The delay in passing on the Baji Dragon Spear caused several branches of the Ma family to constantly fight for the family property, causing a lot of trouble.

Mr. Ma had previously been willing to teach Chen Cheng the Baji Dragon Spear, not only to repay Chen Cheng for rescuing him from his hospital bed, but also because he had no successor.

When Old Man Ma first arrived in Wenting, he had seen Tie Zhigang and found out that he was a genius who could defeat third-blood people with his second-blood martial arts training. He learned that he was an orphan adopted by Old Man Ma since he was a child, and he was the fourth direct descendant. At that time, there was the idea of ​​​​the legendary Tie Zhigang Baji Dragon Spear.

But later, when I heard Old Man Ma say that his third disciple had the best qualifications, I decided to wait and see.

From this look, it turned out that he was indeed very qualified.

But the problem is that the qualifications are too good, and all the exercises are self-created. No matter how powerful the Baji Dragon Spear is, can it be more suitable for me than other people's self-created exercises?

That's why Mr. Ma sighed, it was because his Ma family's Baji Dragon-Dinging Gun was no longer as blessed.

But fortunately, there is still Tie Zhigang as an alternative. In this case, the Ma family's Baji Dragon Spear is not considered lost.

"If you have four bloods, you can be considered a good master in Wen Ting, so you don't have to worry about your livelihood."

"Then let's do it! Eat food, eat food!"

Mr. Ma sighed, then greeted, and kept picking vegetables into Chen Cheng's bowl.

"Who is your grandson?"

Next to him, Ma Tianhuo's eyes turned green with envy when he saw this scene.

As his own grandson, Mr. Ma has never treated him like this. It would be nice if he only picks up the food and doesn't kick the dining table down.

He obviously came from the countryside, and he got lucky and cured his grandfather.

Grandpa actually wanted to teach him the Baji Dragon-fixing Spear, which is the symbol of the family leader's status. What's even more annoying is that he actually refused!

"Don't give it to me!"

Ma Tianhuo bit off a piece of chicken viciously, his heart twisting with jealousy.

(End of this chapter)