" Everyone, stop for a moment. We have guests!"
The young woman brought Sun Wuming and her disciple into the dojo and shouted.
Sun Wuming looked up.
Dozens of young men and women in dark yellow training clothes were lined up in a square formation.
He was neatly tightening his core, slightly bending his knees, and was in the horse stance.
"That's pretty decent…"
Sun Wuming thought to himself.
Although it was nothing compared to him, it was indeed quite capable for a martialist in the elf world.
Hearing the young woman's words, the disciples turned around and looked at Sun Wuming with surprise, curiosity, and contrast.
" Hoho! A very sturdy young man is here!"
At the front of the formation, a hunchbacked old man with a pair of long eyebrows that reached his chin turned around with a smile.
Then, he walked in front of Sun Wuming and pinched the muscles on his arm. He said in shock,
"I can feel that the muscles can only be trained after a very strict training. Little Dandan really recommended an amazing person.”
The old man was the champion of the Galar League fifty years ago.
Dendi's master, Ma Shide.
Because Dendi had shown him the photo before, Sun Wuming recognized it at a glance.
Fifty years ago, he was already at the champion level, so now, he was probably at least half a step into the legendary " leader level " existence, right?
However, if one were to talk about a genuine sect leader level.
As a transmigrator, Sun Wuming only had one impression-
Uncle Liu.
A messenger bird could easily defeat Lochiya and the Phoenix King.
It was f * cking ridiculous.
"How is it? This child is very strong, right? He's also handsome!"
The young woman couldn't help but size Sun Wuming up.
Mashide grinned and said,"
"Honey, if you say that, I'm going to be jealous ~"
Sun Wuming took half a step back and broke away from Ma Shide's hand. He changed the topic in time and said,
"Don't worry, Old Master. Your daughter is not my type.”
"Daughter?"
Mashide blinked his eyes when he heard this. After a few seconds, he suddenly hugged the young woman named "Miye" and their faces were tightly pressed together.
Mashide flashed his white teeth and smiled.
"Honey is my wife!"
In the same emoji as Sun Wuming's old face, Miye said shyly,
"We're a 30-year-old couple.”
The disciples present also revealed expressions of not being surprised. It seemed that they had seen it many times.
“…………”
After a long silence, Sun Wuming asked,"
"Do you know Dr. Oki?"
"Oh, oh, that old man Damu? Of course!"
Mashide stroked his beard and smiled.
"Back then, before I retired, we were still competitors.”
"He also found someone thirty years younger than him. The two of you are really in a sorry state…oh, no, like-minded.”
Sun Wuming complained.
" Nani!?"
Mashide was shocked and said in disbelief,
"I remember that old man Xuecheng's wife died a few years ago, right?”
"No, he found another one. The mother of a novice trainer in the same town. Because that kid went on a trip, he left his mother alone at home. So, Dr. Oki gave him a Pikachu and made him a Pokémon Master. His mother was taken care of by Dr. Oki.”
Sun Wuming explained.
When Honey and the disciples behind her heard this, their eyes were filled with stars.
Oh my god, this gossip is too explosive!
Who was the most famous person in the Elf Continent?
It wasn't Yulong Du, nor was it Pill Emperor.
It was the inventor of the Elven Illustrated Book, Dr. Oki!
The news that he had hooked up with a single mother from the same town spread all over the internet.
It could definitely cause the network to crash.
"That Xuecheng guy is that awesome?"
Mashide took out his phone with a gossipy expression and quickly dialed a number.
Beep-beep-beep-
After a while, the call went through.
"Hey! Xuecheng, I heard that you hooked up with the mother of a rookie trainer in the same town. It seems that you can't stand the loneliness…"
"Get lost!"
"..."
Sun Wuming was speechless.
The atmosphere in the dojo was a little awkward when the call was hung up.
"Cough ~"
Sun Wuming coughed dryly, trying to divert his attention back to the main topic.
"I heard from Dendi that you're very good at teaching disciple Xiong.”
"Oh, that's right, that's right."
Mashide kept his phone and nodded repeatedly. However, when he put his phone in his pocket, he muttered softly,
" Tsk, stop pretending. I'll go to Guandong and see for myself…"
As he said that, Mastiff took out a sprite ball from his rather fat sports shirt and gently threw it out.
"Hiss!"
A bear-shaped sprite that was nearly two meters tall and full of vigor landed on the ground, and the entire dojo trembled as it entered the arena.
It had appeared. The evolved form of the Bear Disciple, Martial Arts Bear Master!
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