Capítulo 18: Otherworldly Tang San's First Hidden Weapon (5)
Old Jack said with an apologetic smile:
"This? Little brother, we have come from Holy Spirit village. This child is our village's working student for this year, you see. We need to go through."
The gatekeeper frowned, and somewhat queerly said:
"So a grass nest can still produce a golden phoenix? A tiny village also has people with spirit power? But the academy has not had a working student for a good many years. You cannot fake it."
A trace of anger flashed in old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed the insult and held out the certificate written by that spirit hall attendant Su Yuntao, handing it to the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper took the proffered certificate, and looked it over from top to bottom,
"Spirit is blue silver grass? But still innate full spirit power? Ridiculous, this really is the biggest joke in the world. I have worked as gatekeeper at the academy for four years, and still haven't heard of a student with innate full spirit power. This boy's spirit is blue silver grass, and can still have full spirit power? I think this spirit hall certificate is definitely a forgery."
"You..."
Even if Jack had a better temperament, at this moment he was already unable to restrain himself.
"You are intentionally making things difficult. Very well, you wait and see. I'll go find a lord spirit hall attendant. Little san, we're leaving."
Saying this, Jack brought Tang San around and left in the direction of the inner city wall.
Spirit hall certificates naturally could not be faked, which that gatekeeper well knew. However, people coming to deliver new students generally would leave a little appreciation, especially common families. What is called 'better King Yama, than an unreasonable little devil', just this principle.
Old Jack was descended from a country village and even though he was a village elder, where could he learn these ways?
The gatekeeper in his heart was somewhat uneasy. If a person from spirit hall truly came, he could bear the responsibility. Of course, he believed that there was no way a spirit hall person would come to ask questions for the sake of these two hicks.
With his heart gloomy, the words from his mouth naturally did not sound good.
"What Holy Spirit village, I think Beggar village should also be similar."
"What did you say?"
Old Jack fiercely turned around. The gatekeeper's words could be said to have struck at his heart's biggest pride; originally this was the reason he fell out with Tang Hao. That this gatekeeper right now was an outsider from the village, made him even more intolerable. Walking back several steps he glared at the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper jumped in fright due to fierce old Jack, and could not help but retreat a step. However he very quickly reacted and came over, in his heart secretly cursing himself: Wasn't that an old man? What did he have to fear?
"What? Not convinced ah, I said you came from beggar village. What's wrong? You look at this little destitute spirit, all the clothes are completely patched. I think, you are still looking for a place to go begging, right? Our Nuoding academy is not a charity. Quickly beat it, quickly beat it."
While speaking, the gatekeeper lifted his left hand and shoved Jack's chest, about to drive the two people away.
Just when old Jack was about to have a heart attack from fury, suddenly, between the two people was a thin and small figure. Similarly with the left arm raised, that delicate little hand barely managed to reach the gatekeeper's hand, left hand exerting to the right, and at once pushed away the gatekeepers left hand. Simultaneously, that thin and small figure's right foot took a quick step forward, the sole just happening to step behind the gatekeeper's left foot, while lifting the right hand, and with the left hand together pressing that gatekeeper's hand down.
Originally this palm strike was about to hit the other party's left elbow, causing him to be unable to emit strength, but due to the difference in size, it therefore could only hold the gatekeeper's wrist. His motion extremely fast, body at the same time moving forward, both hands swinging the gatekeeper's left hand while pushing forward. Just right to push the gatekeeper's lower abdomen.
Behind the gatekeeper's left foot was just another foot, and even though that foot was far from big, it was already enough to accomplish the proper effect. The lower belly received the force, the foot below stirred, and with just an ordinary sound, the gatekeeper already sat on the ground.
"Little San, you..."
Jack looked dumbstruck at the person in front of him blocking his body.
The one who displayed his skill was precisely Tang San. The form he used was not even Tang sect secret lore, originally in that world it was only martial arts' simplest form Full Moon Pushing the Window. Of course, with his body's stature, naturally it would be out of shape. Not only was he unable to reach the opponent's elbow, the hand that originally should push the opponent's chest pushed at the lower abdomen. Though of course, the result was the same.
Although Tang San's person was not big, his physical strength was absolutely not small. After these however many months of swinging the hammer, even if he did not use Mysterious Heaven skill, he could still tip over the gatekeeper.
"Stinking brat, you're looking to die."
To lose face by being toppled by a child made the gatekeeper violently furious. Scrambling up off the ground he was about to charge into Tang San.
"Alright, stay your hands, ok."
Just then, a rather hoarse sounding voice rose, stopping the gatekeeper's movement.
The gatekeeper was at first dazed for a moment, then immediately following, the anger across his entire face suddenly transformed into fawning. The change was so quick, it was hard to imagine. Bowing and scraping towards the speaker he said:
"Grandmaster, you have returned."
Tang San turned his head to look: an average of figure, somewhat thin looking man had at some point already come to their side. It would seem, this person appearing forty to fifty years old, with short black hair with three seven separation, very ordinary looks, both hands held behind his back. His body possessed a kind of peculiar manner, with both eyes half open he seemed a bit sluggish and dispirited.
'Grandmaster' only glanced at the gatekeeper, without taking any notice of him, saying towards old Jack:
"Old gentleman, is it possible for me to have a look at the spirit hall certificate?"
Old Jack after all was a village elder and could still read a person's mood. From the gatekeeper's expression he could see that this middle aged person absolutely was not ranked low at this academy, and even more held the title of grandmaster there.
The grandmaster looked over the certificate, his gaze again shifting to Tang San, measuring him up and down. For some reason, although the grandmaster's gaze certainly was not sharp, Tang San had a feeling as if it saw through him completely.
"There is nothing wrong with the certificate, old gentleman, for this matter just now let me apologize on behalf of the academy. Deliver this child to me, ok."
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