Back at the table, Maitekai and his son walked over.
"An Feng, thank you so much for helping us out just now!”
An Feng waved his hand, indicating for him to sit down. Then, he patted Maitekai's shoulder."Don't doubt your father. The Eight Gates is very powerful. There aren't many people in this world who can resist it.”
"Thank you, An Feng. I didn't expect you to help me again…" Maitekai nodded seriously.
"Damn! It's just a small matter…"
Ding!
At this moment, a notification sounded again!
An Feng was stunned.
What was going on?
This could also trigger an option?
Don't tell me you want me to ask for Matkai's socks as payment!
"Ding! Detected that Maitekai and his son are expressing their gratitude to you. Please make your choice.”
" 1. Show off your magnanimity. Say that this is just a small matter and that it's not worth mentioning. Just let them pay for the noodles. The reward is that the injury that has just recovered will relapse again.”
" 2. Tell them that they helped Sunset True Red last time and received a whole 100,000 taels. You guys have to show your gratitude too. Take out 50,000 taels and reward them with a high-level ninja vest.”
"3. Give him what he likes and let him have a long-distance race with Matt Dai. The reward is Eight Gates.”
An Feng looked at the options and frowned.
A little…
Something was wrong…
The previous reward was like this: The more normal the choice, the more ridiculous the reward.
The more suicidal the choice, the better the reward.
But this time…
A long-distance race and he was going to reward the Eight Gates?
Did the Eight Gates not care about their reputation? Was the Eight Gates of Divination so common? He actually got it so easily?
"Choose 3."
Although he was still a little puzzled, An Feng still chose 3.
Who cares, we'll talk about it after we get the reward!
At this moment…
An Feng felt a strong physical power surge into his body. In just a few seconds, he had experienced all kinds of strange moves.
Divert, force, rush, dodge, point, lift, press, hook, grab, throw.
Teng, roll, sweep, and bounce.
His fist techniques, hand gestures, and leg techniques were all like experts who had cultivated for decades. They were precise, sharp, and lethal!
In comparison, Lord Ban's Three Body Technique was not enough.
For example, one was a professional fighting fist, and the other was the eighth set of radio gymnastics.
"Cough cough, that…if you want to thank me, Teacher Dai, why don't you have a running competition with me!”
Matt Dai and Matt Kai's four thick eyebrows kept moving.
"Why are you running?"
Why?
I want to know why!
An Feng spread his hands and smiled." Nothing much. I just want to experience the hot-bloodedness of youth. Don't look at me like this. Actually, I have my own hot-bloodedness. See, I just learned a physical technique…"
An Feng had thought that Matt and the others would not ask any more questions after he said that casually.
But who knew that after hearing An Feng's thoughts, Matt Dai's mood was greatly boosted!
His eyes immediately shot out a bright light!
"Young man! I didn't expect you to be such a discerning person! Your hardworking spirit is simply too precious! I like you very much! Learn Bodywork from me!"
An Feng: " Huh???"
It was only natural for Matt to be excited.
Bodywork was hard to learn and slow to take effect. It was usually reserved for those who were not talented in ninjutsu.
There were tens of thousands of ninjas in Muye.
As for physical ninjas…they could be counted on two hands.
It wasn't that he didn't like physical skills, but because physical skills were too f * cking difficult!
It would take ten or even twenty times the effort to achieve the same effect as the ninjutsu.
It was hard and tiring. Who was willing to learn?
Other than his own son, Metatron, it had been a long time since he had met a ninja who was willing to learn physical skills from him!
This young man…cough cough, he was a rare talent and would definitely become a great person in the future!
Matt Dai believed that as long as An Feng persisted in his cultivation, with his talent, he would definitely have great achievements!
"Young man An Feng, you might not know this, but because of the years of war, the physical ninjas of Muye are almost extinct! The bones in his body were shocked. There seemed to be a golden light flashing on his forehead! He was born to be good at learning physical techniques! In my opinion, why don't you pass on the essence of our Mu Ye's physical skills!”
“…………”
An Feng was dumbfounded.
Inheritance?
Bodywork inheritance?
I'm covered in cheats, and I'm going to inherit the Wooden Leaf Body Technique?
He would only be able to shine once in his life when he learned physical techniques. It was the time when he opened eight doors. After that, he would die.
And learn what? Didn't I already get my Eight Gates? I won't learn, I won't learn…
"Teacher Dai, I just want to run a simple jog. Don't think too much about anything else…" An Feng shook his head.
"Alright then! If I beat you, how about you learn physical skills from me?”
"Uh, can you not force me to buy and sell…"
Before he could explain, An Feng was dragged to Muye Street by Matt Dale.
When the other villagers saw the two's aggressive appearance, they thought that they were going to have a duel and came over to watch.
Then, at this moment.
"Ding! Detected that the long-distance race between you and Maitekai is about to begin. Please make your choice.”
"1. Hide your strength and let him win. The reward of the Eight Gates will disappear.”
" 2. Show your strength and easily defeat Matt Dai. Reward: Disappearance of the Eight Gates Relapse of Old Injuries.”
" 3. Turn into the appearance of the Shimura Tanzou and run naked. If you win, you will be rewarded with Uchiha's Shuirun Eye.”
F * ck!
An Feng knew that there was no way he could take advantage of this cheating option!
These options…weren't they forcing him to choose 3?
Zhishui hasn't even given birth yet, and you're already giving me the eye as a reward?
Gritting his teeth, An Feng made his decision.
"I choose 3!"
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