The news that Chen Feng had taken on a disciple quickly spread.
Those who had been somewhat disheartened were now reignited with hope.
They flocked to Tian Du one after another.
However, to speed up the process of taking on disciples,
the task of teaching Angelina the Northern Mystic Divine Art was handed over to Liu Weiwei and Jin Youxi.
The apprentice would teach on behalf of the master.
Meanwhile, he continued to be busy taking on new disciples.
No one knew who started the rumor,
but it was said that Chen Feng liked blond hair.
And some people actually believed it.
A skinny guy with glasses, riding a souped-up scooter, his head full of yellow hair,
showed up with three girls who had dyed their hair blonde, all looking for a shot at luck.
The three girls got out of the car and immediately began touching up their makeup,
hoping to become disciples of the Great Xia Hero and soar from rags to riches.
But after Chen Feng walked past the three of them,
he couldn’t help shaking his head.
One of them even had the words “I love Chen Feng” tattooed on her chest,
her collar wide open, making sure Chen Feng wouldn’t miss it.
Another had an arrow pointing downward tattooed on her lower abdomen,
with a line of text beside it:
“The secret garden you can’t discuss.”
Chen Feng was utterly speechless.
“What kind of nonsense is this?”
If his own daughter turned out like this in the future,
it would drive him to his grave.
Just then,
the system’s voice rang out again.
【Detected 100% compatibility with the Yi Jin Jing.】
【Name: Yang Xuan.】
Chen Feng looked over, full of contempt, at the four-eyed guy with yellow hair beside him.
“You’re Yang Xuan?”
The yellow-haired kid immediately pulled out a pack of Hua Zi cigarettes,
respectfully offering one to Chen Feng.
“Yeah, that’s me—Yang Xuan.
Yang from the poplar tree, Xuan from ‘imposing and majestic.’”
Imposing and majestic?
Chen Feng only felt that this scrawny, sleazy yellow-haired guy was the exact opposite of imposing and majestic.
But to boost his own strength,
he had to hold his nose and take this disciple under his wing.
“Are you willing to become my disciple?”
The yellow-haired kid was stunned for a moment.
His body, already drained by wine and women, nearly collapsed from excitement on the spot.
The three blonde girls beside him also stared at Yang Xuan in shock,
then immediately screamed with excitement:
“Holy crap! Brother Xuan, you’ve made it!”
“Brother Xuan, don’t forget what you promised me!”
“Brother Xuan, I’m sticking with you for life!”
The three girls grabbed Yang Xuan by the arms and clothes, pulling him back and forth in their excitement,
causing Yang Xuan’s hand to shake.
The pack of Hua Zi cigarettes fell to the ground.
Except for the one he had given to Chen Feng, every other cigarette in the pack was from a different brand—
a messy mix of various types stuffed into one pack.
After Yang Xuan came to his senses,
he immediately knelt down on the ground with excitement and kowtowed three times to Chen Feng.
“Master, please accept this disciple’s bow!”
【Disciple successfully accepted.】
【Reward: the Yi Jin Jing technique.】
【Note! As soon as the disciple achieves basic mastery of the Yi Jin Jing, the master’s comprehension of the technique will advance to the state of Unity of Heaven and Man.】
At this moment, Yang Xuan was crying tears of joy.
The other people who had come to become disciples were also drawn to this scene.
They all looked at Yang Xuan with envy,
murmuring about how lucky this little yellow-haired punk was.
“What a stroke of luck.”
“Anyone else, and I wouldn’t care, but a wannabe thug like him? It stings, honestly.”
“The scooter punk has genuinely blown up now.”
“Seems like the Great Xia Hero isn’t just taking pretty female disciples.”
…
Yang Xuan, however, stood up, took off his glasses, and wiped his tears,
a look of self-satisfaction on his face.
“I knew it—all my hard work was going to pay off eventually.”
Hard work?
Chen Feng just wanted to know,
What exactly had this kid worked so hard at?
Wasn’t the system’s selection of disciples purely based on luck?
The news that Chen Feng had taken Yang Xuan as a disciple immediately went viral.
When Yang Xuan returned home to share the good news,
his parents and a bunch of relatives set off firecrackers for him,
and even treated the whole village to a feast.
“I always knew your kid, Ah Xuan, was meant for great things.”
“Just from the way he rides his scooter like he’s flying a plane, it was clear he was destined for something big.”
“Becoming a disciple of the Great Xia Hero—he’s bound to become a martial arts prodigy.”
“He’s climbed the social ladder! All of the Great Xia Hero’s disciples are now Saint-level martial artists.”
“Don’t forget to get your Senior Brother Zhao Bing’s autograph for me.”
…
Yang Xuan got to experience the feeling of returning home in glory.
But Chen Feng was at a loss for words.
He had just taken on a new disciple,
and hadn’t even taught him any skills yet,
when the kid ran back to his hometown to brag.
Was it really necessary, just for learning martial arts?
Yang Xuan’s success as a disciple stirred up quite a commotion online.
People couldn’t help but question the Great Xia Hero’s judgment.
Mainly because Yang Xuan was pretty well-known in his city—
for all the wrong reasons.
Nicknamed Four-Eyes Yang,
he was a local slacker and small-time hoodlum.
The whole street knew who he was and the shady things he had done.
People couldn’t understand why someone like him would be chosen as a disciple.
But it also gave many people confidence.
“If someone like Yang Xuan can make it, maybe I’ve got a shot too.”
As more and more people came hoping to get noticed,
Chen Feng soon found his third disciple.
【Detected 100% compatibility with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.】
【Name: Amir.】
Chen Feng looked at a young man with brown skin and asked,
“Amir, are you willing to become my disciple?”
The young man named Amir immediately cheered excitedly.
“I knew I could do it!
Master! I’ve taught myself the Dragon Subduing Palms online.
I couldn’t learn any other martial arts, but I mastered the Dragon Subduing Palms.
It didn’t have much power, but it was the only technique I could learn.”
Chen Feng had never expected
that this person had actually taught himself the first seventeen forms of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
And as soon as the disciple was accepted,
the system immediately notified him.
【Disciple has achieved basic mastery of the Dragon Subduing Palms, accomplishing the Mentor Achievement.】
【Rewarding the master with the insight of Unity of Heaven and Man for the Dragon Subduing Palms.】
In the next moment,
Chen Feng felt
a brand-new understanding of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
It was still the state of Unity of Heaven and Man,
but completely different from before.
With this new insight,
Chen Feng could sense
that his Dragon Subduing Palms had reached a new level.
Even though it was still Unity of Heaven and Man,
he felt that
using the technique with this new comprehension,
the power would be at least ten times greater than before.
Such a terrifying boost
immediately made him realize how deep the waters of Unity of Heaven and Man really were.
He finally understood
why Wei Qianqiu, back when he wasn’t even a Martial God, had been able to crush all other Martial Saints.
But that wasn’t all.
Xiao Ruohan had once created a move called “Dragon’s Roar,”
and now, after the improvement of the first seventeen forms, its power had also increased.
Chen Feng sighed.
“If I had known this, I should have taken on more disciples earlier.”
But he had to announce in advance
that the disciple-taking process was temporarily suspended.
Because tomorrow
was July 22—
the day the Ghost Tomb Stone Coffin would be opened.
The Martial Arts Guild had already received news
that a large number of Swallowing Heaven Club members had appeared in the Kunlun Mountains.
But the Martial Arts Guild didn’t dare make any moves.
Even the Swallowing Heaven Club members they had arrested before
were now being well-treated in prison,
with no harsh punishments imposed,
for fear of angering Su Yuanshan
and making the situation even more uncontrollable.
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