Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 634 - 228: The Unsolvable Problem of Dimensionality Reduction Strike_2
Some demon beasts do not immediately wipe you out; you can still hide in the jungle for a while.
Su Yue even had a premonition that this demonic language battle technique involved not just conversing with demon beasts but also had a special ability. However, the time was too short for Su Yue to grasp much from it.
It really was too complicated.
So complicated that Su Yue's head felt like it was about to split open.
To fully understand the demonic language battle technique inside the wooden parrot, it would take at least two months.
Of course, if Yan Dongyan and Xue Pinghai, those two battle technique grandmasters, were to help, Su Yue might grasp the essence in just over ten days and then slowly practice it. The wooden parrot's role was just an introductory trigger.
It's impossible without the wooden parrot, but he only needed to absorb some of its aura.
But unfortunately.
This is the demon race's battle technique, and Su Yue couldn't possibly ask them to help.
Su Yue's head was throbbing painfully.
But he still seized every second, wanting to comprehend even a little bit more.
Su Yue was amazed.
But Mo Kai was even more amazed, ten times more amazed than Su Yue!
In Mo Kai's estimation, if Su Yue at most comprehended 3%, then this young man would be his direct apprentice.
However, Su Yue's excellence was simply beyond Mo Kai's expectations.
8%!
Yes, Mo Kai could sense the fluctuations of the battle technique inside the wooden parrot.
In such a short time, Su Yue had actually sensed 8%.
No,
it was 9%.
What sort of aptitude is this?
Su Yue's forehead was sweating; unknowingly, he had comprehended another 1%.
If this continued, he might even reach 10%.
"Stop."
However, Mo Kai's pupils slightly contracted, directly and roughly severing Su Yue's state of perception.
It wasn't that Mo Kai was stingy; he was just afraid that Su Yue would get too deep and risk going insane.
After all, it was his first time comprehending it, and without guidance, it could easily go wrong.
It wasn't easy to find a good seedling, only for him to die inexplicably, which would make Mo Kai deeply regretful.
This young man's aptitude surpassed that of his deceased disciple... No, it was much stronger, dozens, even hundreds of times stronger.
He had found a treasure.
Buzz!
After regaining his senses, Su Yue was breathing heavily.
Indeed.
Just a moment ago, due to his greed, he had almost gotten lost in the state of the wooden parrot's battle technique.
Although there was no life-threatening danger, his mind could have been damaged, requiring a long time to recover.
"Thank you, elder."
Su Yue calmed himself, then clasped his hands and bowed to the old man.
Not simple.
This old man was anything but simple, interrupting his state of comprehension silently and ensuring he wasn't harmed. There was no way he was just a Third-Grade.
A master!
Even among masters... a grandmaster.
Su Yue marveled at his destiny; coming to the city of the Yangxiang Race, he encountered such a formidable expert.
Fortunately, this formidable person bore no malice towards him.
Although the old man tried hard to conceal it, his appreciation for him was evident in his eyes.
If he performed well, he might find a significant pillar of support.
Su Yue slightly lowered his head but couldn't help the smirk that appeared on his mouth.
This was a good thing.
"Do you want this wooden parrot?"
Mo Kai stared into Su Yue's eyes.
Thankfully, this disciple wasn't an ignorant fool; he knew the immensity of the world and acknowledged that Mo Kai had saved him.
"I do!"
Su Yue nodded eagerly without any hesitation.
"One day, find me 100 pairs of leather boots."
Mo Kai directly stated the condition.
Given Su Yue's current situation, unless he was utterly foolish, he ought to be treated like a treasure.
But since there was nothing better to do, Mo Kai wanted to test Su Yue's abilities.
If he couldn't do it, then so be it; he'd take the opportunity to suppress him a bit; young people should be kept in check.
If he succeeded, it would be the cherry on top, as though his disciple in the afterlife was blessing him.
After all, the youngster didn't know his background, and for the sake of the wooden parrot, he would likely give his utmost effort.
"Alright, it's a deal."
Su Yue contemplated for a moment, then nodded.
Indeed.
The task from his protector had come.
This was a test of his abilities.
You old bones, all you strong ones, have this problem.
You love to hassle young people.
Even when your eyes reveal appreciation, you have to pose as someone wise and experienced.
Childish.
In Su's eyes, truly childish.
Su Yue was now certain this old man was at least a Grandmaster of the seventh grade or higher.
The reason this task required leather boots was to keep the task within the Third-Grade range, after all, among Third-Grade Martial Artists, the most valuable possession was leather boots.
Su Yue didn't waste time.
Right now, he only knew one thing: he could boldly work without scruples and fight without fear.
He didn't have to be wary of any dangers.
If the sky were to fall, that elder would bear it.
He appreciated him and even wanted him to train in the battle techniques.
Though unsure of his intentions, it appeared the old man needed him.
His current identity was that of the Yangxiang Race, within which there existed many genuine master-disciple relationships.
Perhaps, the old man just wanted to find a successor to pass on his teachings.
"Young master, have you gone mad? Where will you find him 100 pairs of leather boots?"
Huang Tuo was so frightened that his mind went blank.
After meeting this old man, the young master seemed absent-minded, holding onto the wooden parrot in a daze, and then like a fool, agreed to such absurd conditions.
100 pairs of leather boots,
The entire Chaotic Camp Mountain wouldn't have 200 pairs of leather boots.
On average, only one in every 100 refugees would own a pair of leather boots, making them a status symbol.
