The Road To Play From Douluo

Chapter 12 Apprenticeship? Let’s get slapped for an hour first!

Chapter 718 Apprenticeship? Let’s get slapped for an hour first!

After Lota said this, Miyamoto Ichiro also noticed this problem that he had ignored, and the Heavenly Master might not accept him!

Looking at Miyamoto Ichiro who lowered his head, Lotta also said calmly: "If you really want to follow me in cultivation, it's not impossible, as long as you hold a stick of incense in my hand... Can you Do it?"

When Ichiro Miyamoto heard that there was still a chance, he agreed without hesitation. As for what he was asking for, he didn't hear clearly.

"You are so impatient. I have to give you a piece of advice on this. If you want to be my disciple, the first thing you have to cultivate is your character. Such a reckless character is not what I want to see."

Ichiro Miyamoto quickly calmed down his excitement and stared at Lotta seriously, like an outstanding student sitting in the front row of class (with some exceptions).

"Now that you are ready to wake up, let's come with me." Lotta waved his sleeves and motioned for Miyamoto Ichiro to follow him.

Naturally, Ichiro Miyamoto did not hesitate and left the Taoyuan family's mansion closely behind Lota. This was not a suitable place for a fight, so he had to find a more spacious place.

"This is it. The environment is good and it's spacious enough!" Luo Ta said calmly as he scanned the surrounding scenery.

"I can do it!" Ichiro Miyamoto had no objection.

"Time is like a stick of incense. As long as you can keep your will clear, I will accept you!"

Ichiro Miyamoto was not unhappy at all, and did not feel any dissatisfaction with the contempt shown by Lotta. He knew that the old Heavenly Master was countless times stronger than him, so it was natural for him to say such a thing. What's more, the overwhelming strength displayed by the Celestial Master is obvious to all.

"One stick of incense? It's not easy! Even so, I will pass your assessment!"

Ichiro Miyamoto's momentum is very good, and Lotta has no intention of attacking him, just watch his performance.

Lotta took out a stick of incense from his sleeve, lit it with the heat generated by rubbing his fingers, and then inserted it casually on the ground not far away.

The assessment begins the moment the incense is inserted. Miyamoto Ichiro's luck breathing method, a large amount of air was sucked into his lungs, and he only heard a low voice: "Breath of the wind, three types, Seiran Fuki!"

The first step was a large-scale frontal wind blade slash. It was obvious that Miyamoto Ichiro attached great importance to this. If it were not for the reason of concern about physical strength, he might have to use the Qi type or above.

Before the wind blade could approach Luo Ta, Luo Ta's figure had already disappeared. Next to Miyamoto Ichiro, a kind-hearted old man patted his shoulder gently and commented: "The momentum and power are pretty good, but it's a pity that the speed is not good enough." Something is lacking!”

Although the Breath of Wind is slightly slower than the Breath of Thunder, it is also among the top three in terms of speed among breathing methods. Isn’t that enough?

Lotta didn't just sit around and play with Miyamoto Ichiro like this. He definitely had to find something interesting to do when he came to this world. Since Miyamoto Ichiro is determined to become his disciple, Lotta must give his sincerity a try.

Ichiro Miyamoto wanted to evacuate immediately after Lotta's face, but unfortunately his body couldn't move at all. Lotta's palm on his shoulder seemed to be so powerful that he could not move.

On the contrary, Lotta easily grabbed Ichiro Miyamoto's shoulders and threw him away. During the throwing process, Rota still used a little bit of Qi, which increased the strength a bit.

Miyamoto Ichiro, who was thrown into the air, couldn't adjust his body shape even if he wanted to. Even if Lotta casually hit a flat A, he couldn't compete with him.

At some point, Lotta had caught Ichiro Miyamoto from behind, and then there was an unknown feeling that enveloped Miyamoto's heart.

What happened next also verified Miyamoto Ichiro's guess. Lotta lightly hit him in the abdomen, and the force penetrated through the surface and penetrated into the body.

This is not the use of Liuying Haki, but a very simple Celestial Kung Fu. After all, Liu Ying essentially borrows from Celestial Kung Fu.

He only endured Lota's palm, and the severe pain brought Miyamoto Ichiro to the edge of collapse.

Miyamoto Ichiro, who was in pain, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It would be better to be attacked ten times by Yamashita Sakurazumi than to be slapped by the old master."

It was impossible to tell how sincere Ichiro Miyamoto was in just one look, so for more than 50 minutes, Lotta punched him harder and harder every time, leaving only one breath for Miyamoto Ichiro each time.

As the incense burned out, Lota also stopped attacking. Looking at the devastated figure on the ground, he asked lightly: "Miyamoto Ichiro, are you still awake?"

"Woo... ow... I can still hold on!"

Even after being beaten like this, Miyamoto Ichiro did not give up. Such persistent perseverance fully proved his determination to become a disciple.

After all, this was just a test, and it was impossible for Lotta to really cripple Miyamoto Ichiro. When his body reached its limit, under Rota's precise control, subsequent attacks only made noise but had no power at all. This is why Ichiro Miyamoto was able to persevere.

"Congratulations to Ichiro Miyamoto, you successfully passed my assessment. From today on, you are my disciple, Zhang Zhiwei!"

Miyamoto Ichiro relaxed after hearing this, and the severe pain in his body made him pass out. It is conceivable that his perseverance to this day is all due to his tenacity.

Being beaten for an hour can be described as a physical and mental exercise. I believe that after this exercise, Miyamoto Ichiro will also gain a lot.

When Lotta brought the unconscious Miyamoto Ichiro back to the Taoyuan family's mansion, the other Demon Slayer swordsmen and Taoyuan Akiyama people were all confused. What was going on? Did he fight with a ghost again?

After Lotta handed over Miyamoto Ichiro to Togen Akiyama, Togen Akiyama also arranged several more doctors for Miyamoto Ichiro. Miyamoto's injuries now are much more serious than before, which also caused Taoyuan Akiyama to look at Luota with a very strange expression.

Lotta didn't like being stared at like this, especially by a middle-aged man, so he simply told what happened just now.

Everyone who understood the ins and outs of the situation put away their weird gazes, which made Luo Ta feel quite at ease.

Originally, everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad planned to return to the headquarters to report the matter the next morning, but due to Ichiro Miyamoto's injury, they had to delay for three days.

Three days can't be said to be too fast. Ichiro Miyamoto, who has almost recovered, came to the members of the Demon Slayer Squad and Lotta, and pointed forward energetically: "It's time to set off. After three days of delay, we are on our way. You have to speed up!"

The members of the Demon Slayer Squad were speechless. This was obviously your time to waste, why are you ordering us like this?

Of course, they were just complaining. Miyamoto Ichiro was also their captain, and as team members, they must obey the captain's instructions.

"Master, let's set off. As long as we travel fast enough, we can reach the Demon Slayer Headquarters in less than two days!"

Lotta didn't show too much excitement. He was just going back to the Demon Slayer Headquarters. It was no big deal.

After leaving Sakura Town for a while, Miyamoto Ichiro led a group of people to speed up. He was not worried at all that Rota could not keep up. The assessment three days ago allowed him to fully see how powerful Rota was. This speed was incomparable to his master. Totally not enough.

"Everyone, life is endless and cultivation is endless. We must seize every moment to exercise our own strength!" Ichiro Miyamoto preached a philosophical quotation called Chicken Soup while running.

It's a pity that the other team members don't want to offend him at all. They have to concentrate on running. How can they have free time to listen to these things!

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