Ding Wanshan frowned. "That guy from Bibo Lake, is he really willing to accept you as his successor?"
Lu Jiu nodded. "Master said that as long as I can cross the threshold of Transforming Force by myself, he will take me to the island in the middle of the lake to practice."
"Island in the middle of the lake." Ding Wanshan repeated these three words in a low voice, and he couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or emotion, "I sent you to Bibo Lake back then, and it was a lot of favors, but that old guy didn't even look at you, and now you are willing to let go?"
"I can't guess what Master is thinking." Lu Jiu said calmly, "But he never regrets what he said."
Ding Wanshan was silent for a moment, then turned to look at him. "Transforming Force How sure are you of that threshold?"
Lu Jiu lowered his eyes, looked at his open right hand, and said in a melancholy voice, "An Jin peak to Transforming Force cannot be crossed by just practicing hard."
"In the three years I have been at Bibo Lake, I have seen no less than twenty An Jin masters at the peak of their abilities stuck in front of this threshold. Some have been practicing for several years, and some have been practicing for more than ten years. In the end, less than 30% of them can cross it."
Ding Wanshan pondered for a moment and said meaningfully, "What if I can help you cross this threshold?"
A strange look flashed in Lu Jiu's eyes, and he asked suspiciously, "You have been stuck at the An Jin peak for how many years. If you have this ability, why don't you let yourself break through first?"
"You think I don't want to?"
Ding Wanshan laughed at himself, "I only reached the peak of An Jin when I was thirty years old. I have spent seventeen years in this realm, but I have never moved a step forward."
Lu Jiu just looked at him.
"Seventeen years."
Ding Wanshan repeated it, with a hint of helplessness on his face. "Over the years, I have visited famous doctors and traveled far and wide, and finally I came to a conclusion, and I won't be afraid of making fun of you if I say it."
Ding Wanshan's voice was a little bitter. "My bones are too weak. When I was young, I practiced kung fu and diverted my meridians. My qi and blood accumulated at the An Jin peak. I can't rush up or release it. Now my potential has been exhausted. If I want to take another step forward, unless I have a superior master to wash my marrow and cut my veins, otherwise..."
He didn't say anything further, but the meaning was already clear.
Lu Jiu was silent for a while.
"In that case, how can you help me?"
When Ding Wanshan heard this, his cloudy eyes finally showed a glimmer of light.
He got straight to the point. "I will provide money, medicinal materials, and manpower. I will cover all the resources you need to break through Transforming Force."
Lu Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"From An Jin to Transforming Force, I have been stuck at this threshold for seventeen years."
Ding Wanshan put down the tea cup and said with a sense of self-mockery in his tone, "If I had your talent back then, why would I be stuck here Qingshan County for the rest of my life?"
There was a bit of unwillingness in his words.
Lu Jiu did not agree immediately, but frowned. "What are the conditions?"
Ding Wanshan grinned. "The conditions... are quite simple. After you break through Transforming Force, do three more things for me."
Lu Jiu was silent.
He knows Ding Wanshan too well.
This man who worked his way up from the bottom will never make a loss-making deal. Every condition he offers has a price tag on it.
"What three things?"
"I haven't thought about it yet." Ding Wanshan was honest. He leaned back and folded his arms in front of his chest. "But you know better than me who I, Ding Wanshan, am. I won't let you kill your master, kill your fellow disciples, and won't let you do things that go against your heart. I only want you to do three things for me that I can't do."
He paused and his eyes suddenly became sharp. "If you agree, I will start making preparations for you after the martial arts competition. You can just go back to practice at Bibo Lake. I will send someone to send you pills and silver every month until you break through."
Lu Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the open palm of his right hand.
There is a scar across the palm,
It was left behind by Mr. Qiu Shui who asked him to hold a red-hot iron knife on the first day he entered Bibo Lake three years ago.
"To join my sect, you must first learn to hold a sword."
That was the first thing Mr. Qiu Shui said to him.
In the past three years, he has practiced swordsmanship, mastered swordsmanship, and entered Daoism with swords, but he still lacked that layer of window paper.
The peak of An Jin to Transforming Force is the first real chasm on the road to martial arts.
Crossing over, it's a different world.
If you can't cross it, you will be trapped in a corner for life.
He raised his head and looked at Ding Wanshan.
"Okay."
While they were talking, the battle on the other side of the ring had begun.
When the referee's voice fell, everyone in the room was instantly excited.
"Coming, coming! Jiang Fa versus Li Kunlun!"
"This is the real highlight! Li Kunlun almost beat Qin Xuan to death yesterday. If Jiang Fa loses today, Zhao Clan Martial Hall's face will be completely lost!"
"It's not just about face! Didn't you see the palm that Shi Chongshan used to stop Zhao Zhong yesterday? The feud between the two families is already dead. In today's arena, Li Kunlun will never hold back!"
"Jiang Fa is just Late Dark Force, and Li Kunlun is the pinnacle of An Jin. Plus, the Master of the Stone Hall has taught him everything, so the gap between the two is huge."
"But Jiang Fa's sword skills and boxing skills are double Perfection, and his body skills are also up to Major Accomplishment, so he may not be incapable of fighting!"
There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and the noise flowed from all directions like a tide.
Zhao Clan Martial Hall The atmosphere here is particularly solemn.
Tang Jin'er stood at the forefront of the stands, with a trace of worry on her face.
Next to her, the round face of Xu Feng rarely lost its smile, its lips were pursed tightly, and beads of sweat rolled down one by one on its forehead.
"Jiang Fa, please don't show off."
Xu Feng muttered in a low voice, like praying.
Zhao Zhong stood at the front, his back as firm as a pine tree, motionless.
Boulder Martial Hall In the stands, Shi Chongshan was sitting in the middle, with Shi Zhenshan and several close disciples beside him.
There was a cold smile on his lips.
Wang Family In the stands, Wang Chengde is always relaxed and leisurely.
After Wang Yanzhi was defeated by Lu Jiu, he had recovered a lot after the adjustment just now.
On the viewing platform, Meng Qiuran and Inspector Qiao sat side by side.
Jiang Fa When he stepped onto the ring, Li Kunlun was already waiting on the stage.
The referee walked between the two men and glanced left and right to confirm that both sides were in place.
"Zhao Clan Martial Hall, Jiang Fa, right Boulder Martial Hall, Li Kunlun."
"The rules are as before, you are not allowed to use hidden weapons or poisons, you are not allowed to attack those who have given up, and the rest are not allowed."
"Start!"
The moment the flag fell, thousands of pairs of eyes in the stands opened wide, fearing that they would miss any detail.