"IQ is too low to even sit and discuss Dao with."
The middle-aged man walked away with his hands behind his back, looking regretful.
"If I stay any longer, I’ll go crazy even if I wasn’t ill."
Tang Ming clutched his chest in pain.
"Tang Ming?"
Just when Tang Ming felt worse than death, a voice full of surprise and suspicion suddenly rang out.
"Hmm?"
Tang Ming paused slightly, looking blankly in the direction of the voice. Then, he widened his eyes in shock. How could he run into soone he knows?
A young man with a beard growled through his teeth from his wheelchair, "It’s really you, you bastard."
"Sun Zhuangjia?"
Tang Ming stood up, looking at Sun Zhuangjia in shock, "Shouldn’t you be in Songhai City, how did you end up here?"
"Hahaha, it’s all thanks to you."
Sun Zhuangjia laughed wildly, then imdiately turned his wheelchair and sped away.
"Hey, don’t run! It’s hard to et soone familiar, let’s have a chat."
Tang Ming quickly chased after him.
"You jerk, I never thought you’d be sent in here too. Talk about a narrow road for enemies."
While running, Sun Zhuangjia shouted venomously, "Just wait, my master will make sure you regret it."
"Is your master a ntal patient?"
Tang Ming was puzzled and kept chasing Sun Zhuangjia.
Sun Zhuangjia sped into the depths of the inpatient building, coming to a halt outside a certain room and knocked on the door, "Master, co out quick. The bastard who crippled is here."
"He really has a master?"
Tang Ming frowned slightly, standing a little distance away, not daring to get too close.
Sun Zhuangjia’s cultivation had reached Nine-star Martial Master, so his master must be even more formidable.
Now Tang Ming had no cultivation at all. If the other party intended to take action against him, he’d be really screwed.
"Click!"
At that mont, the ward door opened.
Sun Zhuangjia shot Tang Ming a cold glance, then quickly slipped inside.
"What’s going on?"
Tang Ming stared at the empty doorway for a while, hearing no movent, which left him even more confused.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Tang Ming tiptoed towards the door. Though he knew there might be danger, he was too eager to et this mysterious master who could elevate Sun Zhuangjia to a Nine-star Martial Master in such a short ti.
Reaching the door, Tang Ming poked his head inside, only to see an elderly man with disheveled hair and a scruffy beard, sitting in another wheelchair reading a newspaper.
Sun Zhuangjia leaned beside the old man, grumbling incessantly with a resentful expression.
"This..."
Tang Ming looked bewildered at the old man, thinking he didn’t look anything like a hermit master!
"Oh, we have a guest."
After a mont, the old man realized, looking at Tang Ming at the door with surprise.
"Hello, senior."
Tang Ming smiled awkwardly, sizing up the old man. To be honest, this old guy looked quite like Tang Cha, equally unkempt.
"Hehe, so you’re the Tang Ming my apprentice often ntions."
The old man put down his newspaper, looking at Tang Ming with interest.
"Correct! He’s the bastard who got into this ntal hospital, and later crippled ."
Sun Zhuangjia stared at Tang Ming, gritting his teeth with hatred.
"Interesting! Young man, I took great pains to train Sun Zhuangjia, only for him to be crippled by you shortly after stepping outside. Isn’t that sothing you should explain to ?"
The old man looked at Tang Ming with a smile.
"Ahem, sorry to bother you, I’ll just leave now."
Seeing this situation, Tang Ming turned to run outside. Having t this supposed master, it was necessary to escape!
"Leaving won’t be so easy."
The old man chuckled, reaching out towards Tang Ming from afar.
Under an invisible force, Tang Ming’s body lifted uncontrollably, slowly floating toward the ward inside.
"Damn, what’s happening? Help, help!"
Tang Ming’s face turned pale as he started to cry for help, shocked to encounter such a formidable person.
"Bang!"
The door slamd shut on its own, and Tang Ming’s body hovered in front of the old man and Sun Zhuangjia.
"Interesting, great bone structure, solid foundation, indeed a pri material for martial arts."
The old man closed his eyes, moving his hands around as if marveling.
"Senior, what are you trying to do? What did you do to ?"
Tang Ming felt a pair of invisible hands groping his entire body, feeling utterly terrified.
"After you ssed up this bad, you still dare to show up here? My master will definitely avenge ,"
Seeing Tang Ming helpless before the old man, Sun Zhuangjia cursed resentfully.
"Huh, why can’t I see your cultivation? Has your cultivation been sealed?"
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Tang Ming with doubt.
"Brilliant, senior. Indeed, my cultivation was sealed; otherwise, I wouldn’t be confined here."
Tang Ming looked awkwardly at the old man.
"Well, that’s no fun. Without cultivation, it’s no fun."
The old man furrowed his brows, pointing a few fingers at Tang Ming’s body.
The next mont, Tang Ming felt his strength returning, and he imdiately started cultivating fiercely, resisting the old man’s invisible restraint. However, the result...
"How is this possible?"
Tang Ming stared at the old man in horror, unable to break free from his control despite trying everything. What level of cultivation did this old guy possess?
"Bizarre, truly bizarre, you actually have two Dantians?"
As Tang Ming cultivated, the old man beca even more excited.
Hearing this, Tang Ming’s complexion changed dramatically. This secret was known only to Tang Cha. He didn’t expect the old man in front of him to discover it. But he had only used the Dantian of the Mutated Dust Gu just now, how did the other party find out about this secret?
"Two Dantians?"
Sun Zhuangjia was shocked, looking incredulously at Tang Ming, "Normal people have only one Dantian, how can he have two?"
"It seems his Dantian was injured, but for so unknown reason, it was repaired, and then split into two, resulting in this."
The old man stroked his chin, glancing at Sun Zhuangjia, "He’s better than you."
"Master, what, what do you an by that?"
Sun Zhuangjia’s face changed slightly, sensing sothing ominous in his heart.
"Senior, what are you planning to do? I admit defeat, if you want to avenge Sun Zhuangjia, go ahead."
After attempting resistance, Tang Ming sighed in despair. Faced with such a super strong individual, he had no options left.
"Hahaha, after finally finding such a perfect material, how could I bear to kill you."
The old man lightly flicked his finger, causing Tang Ming to fall to the ground, "Kid, why don’t you accept as your master? I’ll teach you Supre Divine Skill."
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