Shiao Tianren had not just a feeling of appreciation for Lin Xun, but also a kind of faint admiration for him.
A 13-year-old young boy controlled spiritual tattoos to help them eliminate the pests. No one would not be emotionally moved and show respect to him.
What's more, Shiao Tianren found that the thin and delicate young boy had a much stronger mind and greater boldness comparing to his peers through their communication.
It was not that easy to speculate more subtle things from only one sentence. Common people would not figure it out.
Besides, Lin Xun's uncommon fighting ability also impressed Shiao Tianren, making him feel more surprised and sure that Lin Xun had some extraordinary experiences.
Pondering silently for a while, Shiao Tianren sighed, "You're right. Feiyun Village will suffer when Lian Rufeng and his people come back, so I need to be prepared during the period."
There was a touch of determination in his voice.
Hearing this, Lin Xun said no more and cupped his hands, ready to leave.
At that moment, a kid nearby asked, "Village head, shall we keep practicing Marching Boxing without Uncle Lu Ting?"
Shiao Tianren was in a trance, thinking Lu Ting must feel humiliated to teach these kids with such a blow in heart.
Then, he thought of what Lin Xun had mentioned a few days ago. There were drawbacks in the kids' practicing of Marching Boxing, which would do harm to their martial cultivation in the future, although it would help to build their body at the moment.
So, Shiao Tianren turned his eyes to Lin Xun, and said after hesitation, "Lin Xun, could you please spare some time to teach these kids every day?"
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All kids shot their eyes to Lin Xun straight. There was curiosity as well as expectation on their immature faces.
They had seen Lin Xun beat Lu Ting in a wink of an eye, which completely shocked them. Although the young seven or eight-year-old kids couldn't understand it, they could still tell who was stronger.
The winner Lin Xun was much stronger!
Besides, having witnessed the miserable experience of Ying Liuer, they were frightened badly by Lu Ting, and eagerly wished to have another teacher.
Taking a glance of all, Lin Xun said with a bitter smile, "I'm just at the beginning of cultivation, so it's too early to teach others."
However, he continued, "But, if it's just to teach Marching Boxing, I think I can give a hand."
Shiao Tianren laughed and said, "That's great! You will not do it in vain. When we share the goods exchanged, you will be included."
The kids burst into cheers after hearing that. They all looked forward to cultivating with Lin Xun, who was only 13 years old, a few years older than them, not to mention he was much stronger.
Lin Xun smiled and took the responsibility. After discussing with Shiao Tianren, he made the decision that after eliminating all the pests in the spiritual lands, he would be a teacher helping the cultivation of the kids in Feiyun Village.
Without hesitation, after then, Lin Xun went back home. Concerned about the mysterious gate in his sea of consciousness, he'd like to explore the secrets urgently.
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When Lin Xun reached home, all villagers knew what had happened in the training ground given it wouldn't take long for words to travel in this small village.
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Battling Records of the Chosen One
FantasíaAuthor: In the vast and boundless continent Cangtu, there were ancient sects governing the Ten Old Domains, unworldly immortal clans beyond the Blue Density, and primordial demon gods dominating the dark abyss that together created an unknown number...