Chapter 120 Instructor Liesha Invites Zheng Qiu
The man stood up, patted his chest, and introduced himself happily: "The Lonely Arena of the Great Wilderness Lonely City, the coach of the Liesha Fighting Group, Meng Tiansha."
After speaking, he found that none of the three children responded, they just blinked and looked at him, as if they didn't understand.
This result made Meng Tiansha feel embarrassed, so he cleared his throat and asked, "Do you know about the arena?"
The three children nodded.
"There is a gladiator group in the arena. I am the instructor, or master, who teaches gladiators. Do you understand?"
The three children nodded again.
Zheng Qiu understood what Meng Tiansha meant, and asked tentatively: "Then you must be very powerful, are you here to help us now?"
Hearing Zheng Qiu's question, Meng Tiansha tapped his thumb: "Yo, you're quite smart. Yes, I think you are pleasing to the eye, how about joining the Liesha Gladiator Group, and you can become an outstanding gladiator in the future."
Zheng Qiu was a little hesitant and didn't agree directly, but asked the other party: "What is a gladiator?"
"It is a powerful cultivator who will no longer be bullied by others."
"Would that take them? They're my best friends."
Zheng Qiu stared at the expression on the man's face, and found that his ugly smile gradually disappeared, so he immediately changed his words: "If I can't take them with me, I won't go. They are injured and need someone to take care of them."
Meng Tiansha stroked the stubble on his chin, and replied straightforwardly: "Yes, they are also very courageous, and dare to attack practitioners. If they are willing to endure hardship, they are also seedlings of body training."
He squatted next to Ma Peng and the eared cat, and stretched his palms to gently massage their bodies to check the extent of their injuries.
After observing, he hugged the ear cat's waist with his left hand, bent his right hand to let Ma Peng sit on his arms, and lifted them up easily.
Then he said to Zheng Qiu: "Zheng... well, Zheng Qiu, come with me, and I will take you to the teaching ground."
Zheng Qiu quickly got up from the ground and followed Meng Tiansha into the alley.
Before walking into the alley, he looked back at the thin practitioner who was lying down, turned around and pulled out the dagger, grabbed the sand on the ground and wiped the blade, and hid it in his clothes.
Seeing Zheng Qiu leaving after Meng Tiansha, the commander hiding on the roof fell to the ground. He walked to the hole in the wall, picked up the water bag Zheng Qiu dropped, and hurried to the direction of the city lord's palace.
Meng Tiansha turned left and right in the alley, and it didn't take long before he turned to a main road. He said as he walked, "The teaching ground is not far away, and we will be there soon. Injured boys, hold on, there will be a doctor there to treat you." .”
Although his arm avoids the wounds of Er Mao and Ma Peng, the shaking of walking still makes them feel unbearable pain.
However, the two of them had strong perseverance, after hearing Meng Tiansha's words, they gritted their teeth and did not shout.
The sky was completely dark, and the cool light of Xingyue painted silver on the surroundings. Soon Meng Tiansha left the main road and turned into the small path on the right.
Walking all the way to the end of the path, a ten-foot-square open space was displayed in front of the three children.
The light of Xingyue is not bright tonight, Zheng Qiu can only see some dark things on the teaching field, but he can't make out what it is.
There is a circle of stone houses built around the teaching field. They are not separated, but connected with each other to form a whole.
Meng Tiansha brought Zheng Qiu to the stone house on the far left, raised his head and said: "Hey, this is your residence. Zheng Qiu, please rest first.
I took them for treatment. "
After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stone house on the other side with Earmao and Ma Peng.
Zheng Qiu looked at the stone house. This house is no different from ordinary bungalows. The walls are built of large and small stones, with square windows opening on the top.
The top of the door frame is a semicircle, which is an arch. There is no door panel inside, but a thick cloth hangs down as a curtain.
Zheng Qiu opened the curtain and entered the stone house.
There is a bed and a table in the house, and there are six stone benches beside the table.
The room was pitch-black, so he climbed onto the stone bench, reached out and groped on the table, looking for an oil lamp for lighting.
Zheng Qiu groped for a long time, but did not find the oil lamp. On the contrary, he touched an irregular stone the size of a peach pit on the table.
When he touched the stone, the stone immediately emitted a soft wheat-yellow light, illuminating the inside of the room.
It's amazing, the stone can also emit light for lighting! Zheng Qiu picked up the stone and shook it, playing with great interest, but he always felt that he had seen this thing before, but he couldn't call it out because it looked familiar.
By the way, the palm of my hand was cut by the soft sword, and it was also seriously injured.
He shone the light of the stone on the palm of his hand, and he froze for a moment, the palm was intact, except that it was covered with sand, there was no trace of cut at all.
How is this going? Zheng Qiu rubbed his palms over and over again, and found that he was not dreaming.
After checking for a long time, he couldn't find the reason for the recovery of his injury, so he gave up continuing to study and climbed into bed to sleep.
The bed was also made of stone, but it was covered with a thick fur blanket, so it didn't feel uncomfortable to lie on.
Zheng Qiu stretched his limbs and lay down on his back, wow, so comfortable, finally able to sleep on the bed again, happy! Wait, why do I say again, have I ever slept in a bed before?
Walking around the edge of life and death just now brought a lot of psychological pressure to Zheng Qiu, and now he suddenly relaxes, mental fatigue floods into his mind, and after a while, he closes his eyes and falls asleep, snoring loudly.
"City Lord, the matter has been settled. The situation just now is like this..."
In the palace of the city lord of the Great Wilderness and Solitary City, a commander stood in the middle of the hall, cupping his fists and reporting the situation to the city lord Lin Minghao.
At the top of the hall sat the city lord, and beside him sat an old man with short hair. Before the commander's report was finished, the old man jumped up from his chair and spoke nervously to the city lord.
"City Lord, this can't work, it's too dangerous! What if something happens to Zheng Qiu, he can't make a mistake!"
The old man who spoke was exactly Zheng Qiu's master, Elder Ming Zong.
A blank sheet of paper was spread out on the table in front of Lin Minghao. He picked up the pen and kept writing and drawing on the paper.
To Elder Ming Zong's persuasion, he just replied calmly: "Cultivators fight against the sky, the earth, and the people. It is said that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. Only by arousing blood can they move forward bravely."
Elder Ming Zong's face was full of worries: "But this method is not safe, and Zheng Qiu's opponents don't know the situation. What if, I mean, what if the commander is too late to help, isn't it..."
Lin Minghao put down his pen and interrupted Elder Ming Zong: "Oh? You mean people who can't trust me?"
"No, I didn't mean that, City Lord."
Lin Minghao raised his finger and tapped lightly on the table: "Since it doesn't mean that, just follow the method I made.
Mingkong and Aoqing begged, I will definitely train Zheng Qiu according to his goal, you only need to be responsible for teaching Zheng Qiu, and I will arrange all other steps to ensure that the child is safe from danger. "
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