Master, Do You Know What a Knuckle Flick Is?

What are you looking at?!

You old geezer, you've got the nerve to look back at me.

Your bones are really hard.

I even used the "Eighteen Stops."

"Ahem, ahem."

Golden Crocodile Douluo could barely withstand Su Mu's resentful gaze.

He coughed twice for tactical effect.

He was a young man with a sturdy build and a chiseled, masculine face.

But that gaze of his was practically dripping with resentment.

"Xiao Mu."

"All right, all right, your master has recovered."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Su Mu and spoke.

"All right, Master."

Su Mu's voice grew a little brighter, and he put away his resentful gaze.

He replaced it with a smile.

He immediately lifted his hands from Golden Crocodile Douluo's shoulders.

Coming around in front of him, he held out his hands and rubbed them together, saying with a smile:

"Master, the greeting gifts my martial uncles gave me are..."

Before Su Mu could finish, Golden Crocodile Douluo interrupted him with a perfectly serious expression.

"Xiao Mu."

"They said they would give you greeting gifts, but..."

At the word "but," Su Mu's heart skipped a beat.

It's over. Nothing good ever comes after "but."

That old geezer tricked me.

Feeling the ache in his arms, Su Mu was full of resentment. How had he fallen for that old coot's trick?

"But they said they wanted to give them to you personally after meeting you."

After speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at Su Mu.

He found that Su Mu's expression looked quite normal.

He couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief.

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo spread his hands and was about to say something else,

Su Mu asked calmly, "Master, do you know what a knuckle flick is?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo froze at the question.

What's a knuckle flick?

Is it something to eat?

At that thought, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have teased his little disciple like that.

He even prepared something for me to eat.

That makes the gift I brought back for taking him as my disciple worthwhile.

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was about to take the gift out of his Soul Tool,

"Master, this is a knuckle flick!"

As he spoke, Su Mu jumped up on the spot and raised his hand to rap Golden Crocodile hard on the head.

At that moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo reached into his Soul Tool

and took out the gift he had brought back for taking Su Mu as his disciple.

He also saw what Su Mu was doing.

Instinctively, he raised his other hand and blocked his forehead with the back of it.

Rubbing his slightly numb hand, Su Mu dashed to the entrance of the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City in a few strides.

With half his body outside, he craned his head around to watch Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile rubbed the back of his slightly numb hand.

He stood there, stunned.

What a brat. I've never been treated like this in my whole life.

Is this fellow made entirely of guts?

He dared to come at me with a knife the first time we met.

The brat didn't know who I was then, so that was understandable.

But this time, he even dared to knock me on the head!

Does my illustrious title as the Second Worship of the Spirit Hall's Worship Hall count for nothing?

I really like this brat more and more.

"Brat, get back here like a good boy. I won't beat you to death!"

"If you run, I'll beat you half to death."

"I can heal you anyway."

Feigning anger, Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke to Su Mu, who was crouching by the entrance.

"Master, what's that in your hand?"

Only then did Su Mu notice that Golden Crocodile Douluo was holding a lead box.

"Come here. Come here and I'll show you."

Golden Crocodile Douluo curled his lip as he spoke.

"I'll come over if you don't hit me," Su Mu said from the entrance.

He muttered to himself, Anyone who believes that is a fool.

"Forget it if you won't come over."

As he spoke, Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly opened the lead box, then snapped it shut again.

He was about to put it away.

Su Mu had caught a glimpse of what was inside the box: something crystal clear.

A Soul Bone?

Judging by how my master treasures it, it must be quite old.

Ah.

Why didn't you take it out sooner?

Aren't you setting me up for trouble?

Seeing Su Mu's conflicted expression, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt like laughing.

Now I know what a knuckle flick is.

"Master, I'll come over if you don't hit me."

Gritting his teeth, Su Mu asked as though trying to strike a bargain.

"All right, come here."

"It was for you in the first place."

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke with an air of utter ease, as though all was peaceful in the world.

Seeing him like that, Su Mu didn't believe him for a moment.

Still, it was true that his master wasn't angry.

Mustering his courage, Su Mu put on a serious expression.

He walked over in long strides.

"Come and take it yourself."

Seeing Su Mu approach, Golden Crocodile Douluo lifted his chin.

He gestured for Su Mu to take the lead box from his hand himself.

Su Mu kept his eyes fixed on Golden Crocodile Douluo's face.

Keeping his head raised, he slowly bent down.

His hands groped around.

At the slightest unusual movement from his master, he would run back out.

For the moment, though, he noticed nothing amiss.

Just as Su Mu felt a surge of delight

and his hands found the lead box,

Golden Crocodile's expression remained unchanged, while his other hand moved with lightning speed.

It clamped around Su Mu's neck.

Su Mu was subdued before he could even react.

"Master, Master!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"What are you doing, Master? How can you treat your adorable little disciple like this?"

Su Mu clutched Golden Crocodile Douluo's arm with both hands.

He smiled as he spoke to Golden Crocodile.

They looked just like a kind master and a dutiful disciple.

"Knuckle flick!"

"And you asked me if I knew what a knuckle flick was!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily and raised his hand to rap Su Mu twice on the head.

Though he didn't use Soul Power to strengthen the blows, they still made Su Mu howl.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

"Stop hitting me, Master!"

"Old man, how can you be so cruel!"

"I was wrong! I won't dare do it again!"

Hearing Su Mu beg for mercy, Golden Crocodile Douluo grinned.

He let Su Mu go.

Once released, Su Mu took two steps back.

He rubbed his head.

Without another word, he put on the same resentful expression as before.

"All right, all right, all right!"

"Wipe that look off your face!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo turned his head away and tossed the lead box to Su Mu with a look of disdain.

Seeing the lead box thrown his way,

Su Mu dropped that expression, his delight plain on his face.

He set the box on the ground and lifted the lid.

A surge of violent energy rushed at his face.

It caught Su Mu off guard.

He nearly fell on his backside.

Seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled faintly.

Brat, I traded the merits I earned over so many years for this.

Did you think it would be ordinary?

"Master, what is this?"

Su Mu looked up at Golden Crocodile Douluo in shock and asked.

"This is a hundred-thousand-year left leg bone."

Having said that, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Su Mu with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

Su Mu had suspected as much when he opened the box.

The Soul Bone had to be quite old.

But he had never imagined that his master would actually give him a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone.

A hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone was a treasure no matter where it was.

In the original story, his master had only one himself.

And he was a rank 98 Super Douluo.

"I have no use for this one."

"Besides, even if I used it, it wouldn't improve me by much."

"This Soul Bone is very intact."

"The drawback is that it hasn't been stored for very long."

"There may still be some of the Soul Beast's spiritual power lingering in it, so it won't be easy to absorb."

Seeing Su Mu frown slightly, Golden Crocodile Douluo explained.

Su Mu wasn't really a child.

He didn't believe that explanation.

Who wouldn't improve from a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone?

Ah!

Looks like I'll have to treat this master of mine better from now on.

He remembered that his master had only reached rank 98 by the time he died.

I'll see later if there's some way to help him improve.

I just don't know what kind of Soul Beast this Soul Bone came from.

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