I Pick Up Waste In Immortal World

"Sui Guan."    

He knew that Fu Sancai was a person who cultivated external skills. When his blood energy was vigorous, he would be extremely fierce. However, if he did not have inner energy to cooperate with him, he would be able to survive for a long time. In his later years, he would be plagued by illness and would not end well.    

This method of his was considered to have taken in an unofficial disciple. Therefore, he did not stop Fu Sancai from kneeling down. After that, he left Sancai's Dojo and headed towards Donglee's Dojo.    

Donglee Martial Arts Dojo.    

"Master, please teach me a thing or two today!"    

"Yes, master, I haven't seen you play with a gun for a long time."    

"Master, I don't know how well you have practiced the Zhao Family's spear."    

Zhao Donglee was 1.9 meters tall. His body was as straight as his weapon. Zhao Donglee was best at using a three-section spear. Hearing the shouts of his disciples, Zhao Donglee put down his teacup complacently.    

"Donglee, it has been many years since we last met. Why don't we show him a little?"    

Opposite Zhao Donglee, a skinny old man took a sip of tea. He closed his eyes and was intoxicated by the fragrance of the tea leaves.    

Zhao Donglee thought for a while and slowly nodded. That's good. In that case, I'll ask old man to have a taste! Someone, bring my spear over! "    

After a while, two strong disciples carried an iron box and walked to the front of the hall with difficulty. The two of them put down the iron box. The iron box made a dull sound on the ground.    

"Bang!"    

The old man looked at the box with interest. The two disciples laboriously opened the box. The three-section iron pear wood spear was quietly lying inside.    

Zhao Donglee walked to the front of the box and skillfully assembled the spear. When he hit the tip of the spear and held it in his hand, Zhao Donglee looked like a completely different person.    

"Look, master is playing with the gun!"    

The disciples rushed forward and stood outside the hall. They looked enviously at the spear in Zhao Donglee's hand. Sometimes, they were played with until the sky was full of stars, and sometimes, they were fiercely stabbed into the air, creating a sharp piercing sound.    

"Not bad, not bad. It's a pity that no one is standing there. Otherwise, the effect would be even more obvious." When this voice sounded, everyone became quiet. They searched everywhere for the one who said those words.    

Zhao Donglee withdrew his spear and frowned as he looked at his disciples. "How could he let someone stand there and stab him? This was not a joke. Who said that? Stand out."    

Zhao Donglee felt ashamed in front of Li old man. He was very angry and insisted on finding out who said that. Not long after, a young man slowly walked out.    

Zhao Donglee put the spear on the ground and looked down at the young man who walked out. "Which hall are you from? Why aren't you wearing your training clothes? "    

The young man ignored him and looked at old man. "Are you from the Lee Family? "I will visit you sooner or later. At that time, I will call out all the men who can fight the most in your family."    

Zhao Donglee was furious. "How dare you disrespect old man? Are you tired of living?!"    

Sui Guan touched his chin, as if he had just seen Zhao Donglee and his gun. Then he stretched out his hand behind him. "Give it to me. Let me teach you how to use a spear. Look at you. This is also called a gun? "    

"Give it to him!" Zhao Donglee decided to teach this kid a lesson. However, Li old man looked at Sui Guan's face and was lost in thought. For some reason, he felt like he had seen this face somewhere before.    

"Swoosh!" A soft spear flew towards Sui Guan. It seemed that the person who threw the spear wanted to embarrass Sui Guan. He did not even turn his head. With a single finger, the soft spear landed in Sui Guan's hand.    

Different from Zhao Donglee's imposing manner, after Sui Guan took the spear, he casually swung it twice. It was like he was a beginner, and even the gesture of holding the spear was not right.    

The corner of Zhao Donglee's mouth twitched. Was this kid here to be funny? But Zhang Donglee did not say anything more. He kicked with his right foot and shot towards Sui Guan like an arrow leaving its bow.    

The tip of the spear kept enlarging in Sui Guan's eyes. He swung his right hand and the soft spear was like a snake, wrapping around Zhao Donglee's spear and the hand holding the spear.    

Under Zhao Donglee's disbelieving gaze, Sui Guan patted the spear. The soft spear seemed to have turned on a switch, and stopped Zhao Donglee's momentum. In the nick of time, the soft spear automatically let go of Zhao Donglee's spear. Like a snake, it bit at Zhao Donglee's vital parts.    

Zhao Donglee waved the spear in front of him in a sorry state. Spear after spear flashed in front of him. It was the sparks caused by the collision between the soft spear and Zhao Donglee's spear.    

Sparks kept flashing. Sui Guan looked relaxed and relaxed, as if he was taking a stroll in the park. On the other hand, not only was Zhao Donglee getting more and more embarrassed, there were also some bloody holes on his body from time to time. If Sui Guan did not use a lot of strength, just the blood alone would be enough to make Zhao Donglee suffer.    

"Puchi!" Sui Guan stabbed Zhao Donglee's waist again. This time, Zhao Donglee did not dodge. He faced his opponent's spear and tried hard to use his iron spear to give Sui Guan a fierce blow.    

"I do have strength, but unfortunately, I lack killing intent." Of course, Sui Guan could not switch with Zhao Donglee. The muzzle of the spear hit Zhao Donglee's spear and lowered his iron spear. When Zhao Donglee rushed over, the tip of the soft spear was pressed against Zhao Donglee's throat.    

"Creak!" Sui Guan also used his foot to press down on Zhao Donglee's iron spear. Under Sui Guan's teasing face, Zhao Donglee could only let go of his iron spear.    

"Dingdang!"    

The iron spear fell to the ground. Zhao Donglee let out a disappointed sigh. "I lost. If you want to kill me, you can do whatever you want."    

"You, could it be that..." old man stood up shakily. His old eyes were staring at the spear in Sui Guan's hand.    

Sui Guan turned his head and glanced at old man. No one wanted to hurt old man, but old man broke out in cold sweat.    

"That's right. It's that spear skill. How is the tiger old man from Miao Village doing?"    

Sui Guan touched his chin. Although the tip of the spear was still pointed at Zhao Donglee's throat, it did not stop him from combing his hair with his hands. "I didn't expect that there would be someone who knows old man's name!"    

His handgun skills were all learned when he watched Miao Ruohu practice his gun in Miao Village. His opponent's shooting skills were indeed very good. Even Sui Guan, who was a practitioner, admired this technique.    

Therefore, he patiently asked Miao Ruohu for guidance. Up until now, he could be considered to have achieved some small success.    

Zhao Donglee felt that his waist was about to break, and he had to maintain this posture. When he heard that Sui Guan seemed to know old man, he quickly squeezed out a smile and said, "This, this is a great flood to the Dragon King Temple. Young Master, cough, cough, cough. Can you move the gun away and not hurt your own people..."    

Zhao Donglee could not speak anymore, because Sui Guan looked at him with that look... It was as if he was staring at a dead man.    

"Who is on your side?"    

Sui Guan spoke bluntly. The tip of the spear moved away from Zhao Donglee's throat. Before Zhao Donglee could breathe a sigh of relief, he patted Zhao Donglee's face and pressed it against his throat again. Zhao Donglee could even feel that the tip of the spear had used a little bit of force.    

Seeing that Zhao Donglee's throat was bleeding, Li old man came back to his senses. He held his walking stick and walked to Sui Guan's side with difficulty. He looked at Sui Guan with a slightly lowered posture. "Cough, cough, cough. Young master, can you show some mercy to me?"    

Hearing this, Sui Guan's eyes suddenly became absent-minded. After a while, he looked at the person who was kneeling next to him with interest.    

"Yo, remember who I am?" Sui Guan let go of the gun. Zhao Donglee hurriedly fell to the ground as if he had gone through intense exercise. His clothes were drenched in sweat.    

Li old man sighed and shook his head. "How could I not remember? Although I am old and dizzy, my performance at that time was unforgettable."    

Sui Guan lifted Zhao Donglee's iron spear with one foot. The iron spear was made of countless spear flowers in Sui Guan's hand. Sui Guan was not satisfied and stabbed the iron spear into the ground.    

"This is called playing with a spear for the rest of your life? Let me ask you, was the spear you used in the past still very nimble, but later you realized that it was not powerful enough, so you started to use tricks from other places to increase the weight of the spear to increase its power?" Sui Guan crossed his arms and looked indifferently at Zhao Donglee, who had collapsed to the ground.    

Zhao Donglee's expression changed drastically. "You, how did you know..."    

Sui Guan scolded Zhao Donglee without any hesitation. "Stupid, unbelievably stupid. Only a stupid pig would choose this method to increase the power of the spear."    

Zhao Donglee didn't say anything. After all, the winner takes all. If he lost, whatever he said would be unnecessary.