Chapter 7 Choosing a Master

  There is a practicing field not far from Xiyuan Hot Spring, and at this moment there are many people gathered here.

  "Lian Bo, this time the eight external masters are all top-notch, with four from the military and the other four being extremely powerful external masters from the three counties of the Eastern Domain. Look, that silver-haired old man is Eagle Claw King, and..." The deputy general manager of the Wang Fu, who was leading the team, said to Lian Bo in a slightly flattering tone.

  Lian Yan nodded slightly, his eyes scanning the eight powerful external experts, and those so-called Eagle Claw King and others didn't even receive a second of Lian Bo's attention.

  Practicing external skills, whether it's finger or claw training, or leg and foot training, the trained area will be different from ordinary people. For example, those who practice claw skills have thicker fingers and more calluses. Lian Bo looks down on these people with disdain.

  "Oh?" Lian Bo's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the last of the eight people, a man in black clothes with a cold and stern face.

  This man was not strong, his muscles were not as developed as others, and there were no calluses on his hands. He didn't look like a master of external skills at all, but Lian Bo's gaze stayed on the black-clad man for three seconds.

  The man in black suddenly raised his head and exchanged a glance with Lian Bo, and the gaze in his eyes suddenly burst out like a flash of lightning.

  "Zhao Yun is here! So it's General Zhao, and the king actually managed to invite you over. Xiaoyu, if he can learn from you, becoming a great master won't be difficult in the future." Lian Bo said with a smile, and he was also very familiar with this Zhao Yun.

  Zhao Yunxing's face remained cold and stern: "The king has said that the third prince can choose whoever he wants as his teacher, it just depends on the prince's vision. Even if the seniors were to remind him secretly, otherwise... even if he chose Zhao Yunxing, Zhao Yunxing would not accept him as a disciple."

  "I naturally know this. Everything depends on Xiao Yu's own choice." Lian said with a smile and nodded.

  This time, the eight external masters are all extremely powerful and can cultivate the external skills to the realm of these eight people, which is also considered an external master. Qin Yu's choice is not bad, but Lian Yan secretly expects Qin Yu to choose Zhao Yunxing, because Lian Yan knows how formidable this Zhao Yunxing is.

  In an instant, footsteps sounded outside, and Qin Yu's face was filled with excitement as he rushed in. As soon as he saw the eight great masters in front of him, his eyes lit up.

  "Xiao Yu, among these eight masters of external skills, choose one as your teacher." Lian said with a smile.

  Qin Yu, however, took a closer look and saw that among the eight masters, the most eye-catching one was a giant of a man who resembled a bear. His massive arms were as thick as Qin Yu's waist, and with just one punch, Qin Yu had no doubt about his incredible strength.

  At this moment, Qin Yu's heart became even more excited.

  "Choose one? Can't I choose all eight?" Qin Yu looked at Lian Yan with a furrowed brow, asking in puzzlement.

  Everyone was stunned at once, and the eight great masters were all stunned, including Zhao Yunxing, who had a cold face, also raised an eyebrow, and his mouth cornered involuntarily with a hint of a smile.

  "Cough." After coughing a few times, he spoke to Qin Yu with a serious tone, "Qin Yu, cultivating isn't like reading books. You can ask many teachers when you read books, but it's not the same for martial arts. For example, if you practice several types of internal energy at the same time, you'll go crazy."

  "But I'm learning external skills?" Qin Yu asked back.

  "It's even more impossible with external skills. External skills are about training the body, pushing it to its limits, and every skilled practitioner has their own methods that have been tested by countless people and can guarantee that you won't exhaust your body from practicing. But... if you learn from several teachers at the same time and mix those methods together...” Lian Yan shook his head and sighed, the implication was clear.

  And there is another reason, which is even more important than this one.

  "We eight people estimate that no one would be willing to share a brother with others." A robust, bald-headed man said with a smile, and the others nodded in agreement.

  These eight people are all masters of external skills, each with a proud heart, how can they be willing to share a disciple with others? However, when Qin Yu said this, none of the eight people took it seriously, after all, he was just an eight-year-old child.

  "I understand." Qin Yu nodded.

  Suddenly, a sly glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and Lian Yan's heart skipped a beat. He knew that although Qin Yu was kind-hearted, he also liked to play pranks and cause trouble, and the guards and servants of Yunwu Mountain Villa had not been spared from his mischief.

  "Eight uncles, I heard from Brother Lian that you are all masters of external skills. He told me to choose one of you as my teacher, but shouldn't you show off your skills first so I can make a choice?" Qin Yu blinked his big eyes, looking at the eight external skill masters.

  Isn't it? How can you choose without a demonstration?

  "Haha, that makes sense, I'll perform first then. What should I perform? I have many impressive skills to show off." The largest of the eight men, a burly man with a thick beard, stepped forward, his hand grasping a single-legged copper figurine. After a moment's thought, he burst out laughing, "Alright, let's go with brute strength then!"

  Man Dong put the single-legged copper man on the ground, and with one glance, he spotted the huge bluestone used for decoration in the Western Garden. The bluestone was nearly half a person high and looked like it weighed over a thousand catties. Man Dong walked over and grabbed both sides of it with his hands.

  "Hmm!"

  Man Dong let out a cold snort, and Qin Yu saw that Man Dong's nose emitted a visible breath. Man Dong's arm muscles bulged, twisted like an earthworm, the muscle lines were like rock carvings, the divine power contained within made people feel terrified.

  "Rise!"

  Man Dong let out a loud roar, and that huge bluestone was actually thrown up by his two hands.

  Qin Yu's eyes widened in shock, the thousand-jin boulder was already difficult to lift alone, but this barbarian actually tossed it into the air, his strength between his two hands absolutely exceeding a thousand jin. The boulder flew one or two meters high before heavily falling back down.

  The barbarian grasped the stone steps firmly with his feet, stretched out both hands, and grabbed the bluestone with one hand.

  The bluestone fell down, and the force acting on the barbaric dock's hand was more than its own weight, but the barbaric dock still held it firmly, and the strength was impressive.

  "How fierce!" Qin Yu's eyes widened.

  Man Dong chuckled and said, "I, Man Dong, have over 800 jin of strength in one hand. With both hands combined, it's over 1,000 jin, which is still just a trivial matter." Man Dong was born with divine strength and was one of the three top external martial artists of the Liehuo Army, nicknamed "Man Xiong" (Fierce Bear).

  "Awesome, awesome, who else is there?" Qin Yu was excited at this moment, seeing such a performance, how could he not be excited? Thinking that he would have such strength in the future, he became even more excited. However, Qin Yu didn't know that Mo Dang's power was innate, and it would be difficult for him to cultivate to that level.

  A lean, hawk-nosed man walked out and said, "I cultivate the Iron Sand Palm." Qin Yu looked at the man's palm and indeed it was different from ordinary people, rougher and even showing a bluish-green color. The hawk-nosed man spoke as he directly walked to the side of the bluestone and suddenly slapped down with his palm.

  The blue stone suddenly shook violently and then burst into dozens of large pieces, such a powerful palm was frightening to death.

  Qin Yu's small mouth opened wide as she stared at the eagle-nosed man in shock. Such a powerful palm, if it were to slap someone, who could withstand it?

  (Well, many book friends think that Tomato writes slowly, but everyone can also feel that Tomato is making progress with each book, this book is written more carefully than the previous one, although it's 5,000 words a day, but in fact, the time spent is more than writing 8,000 words in the past, hope everyone can understand...... Hehe, which of the eight great external masters will Qin Yu choose? The next chapter will reveal ~~~~~)