Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 163 Give the Child a Military Training
"Brother, we in the Sanyi Sect do not advocate killing without regard for the consequences, right? I did not sign a life and death document when I came here."

Junior Brother Zhuge asked tremblingly.

Humanitarianism is not popular these days. When a master teaches his apprentice, corporal punishment is commonplace. Often, fathers hand their children over to the master and sign a life and death document. The implication is that you can beat or scold the child, but I will not care about anything that happens to the child during his apprenticeship.

It belongs to the darkness of the old society.

Junior Brother Zhuge is now very afraid that He Songling will beat him to death in the name of "teaching".

He had heard that this "traitor" even dared to challenge the sect leader, so what was he?

Especially since the Sanyi Sect has a very high death and disability rate. If something goes wrong, they can just say that "the third level of Reverse Rebirth was not practiced well", and even the Zhuge family's Wuhou faction won't be able to say anything.

"Oh, reminded me."

When He Songling heard this, he seemed to have suddenly realized something. He used the magic technique to write a document in the air. Then he grabbed a blank piece of paper from an unknown inner hall and let the ink in the air fall on it.

Push forward: "Come on, come on, sign it."

"Brother, it's useless if I sign it myself. It will only work if my family elders sign it." Junior Brother Zhuge was about to cry again.

"Look at your little courage. How can you practice Qimen if you are so afraid of death?" He Songling slapped him on the back of the head, "First take a look at what this is."

"Ah, menu. Monday breakfast: meat buns, eggs, milk. Lunch: roast lamb...hiss..."

Junior Brother Zhuge took a closer look and realized that He Songling was teasing him and had written a weekly diet for him. After reading just two lines, the boy's mouth was watering.

It's understandable. For teenagers, their appetites increase dramatically. They eat light food in the mountains every day. How can they not be greedy when they see meat?

"Do you want to eat?" He Songling looked like a child kidnapper as he tempted Junior Brother Zhuge in an evil way.

"I do!" Junior Brother Zhuge nodded stupidly.

"That's right. Just pick a few disciples from the sect who are at a similar level to you and are about to pass the first level. Pick three and bring them with you. Master asked me to train five disciples who will break through within two months."

Zuo Rutong meant to let He Songling help protect a few fellow disciples who were about to break through, but for He Songling, who had already mastered the third level of Tongtian, passing this level was not difficult at all, and there was no need to specifically look for those who were about to break through.

"Really? I can break through in two months?" Junior Brother Zhuge's face was full of joy. He then asked, "That's not right. Senior Brother He, find three more. With me, there will only be four. You said that Master wants to bring out five..."

The Zhuge family learned the art of Qimen. It cannot be said that they were all very good at modern mathematics, but at least they were all good at arithmetic.

Not to mention Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of Shu Han, who single-handedly raised the surname Zhuge to a benchmark representing IQ. There are very few idiots among those with the surname Zhuge. Junior Brother Zhuge is not like the British, who use a calculator for addition and subtraction within ten.

"Well, there's one left, pick the one who's at the second level." He Songling stretched out his hand and grabbed Lu Jin again, "Go, find a junior brother who's about to break through to the second level, and I'll help him."

Without waiting for Lu Jin to say anything, he kicked him on the butt and kicked him far away.

Junior Brother Zhuge looked at He Songling and swallowed his saliva. What a guy! Senior Brother Lu, whom he respected like a god, was ordered around like this by Senior Brother He. He had no thought or ability to resist at all.

This is what a man should do!
"What are you looking at? Do you want a kick too?"

"Ah no no no, I'll go right away, right away."

After a while, the five-man team stood in the corner of the Sanyi Gate Square, opposite He Songling who was lying in the shade of a tree to cool off.

"Brother He, we are here!"

The disciple who was about to break through the second level was an old man. He had seen He Songling's divine power in the past, so he didn't dare to be dissatisfied with his behavior. He called out respectfully. "Well, good." He Songling stood up, "Go up."

He got out a board from somewhere and placed it flat on the ground in front of the five people.

"Ah?" The five disciples were dumbfounded.

"Ah what, stand up."

"oh oh."

The five people hurriedly and carefully stood on the board, one by one.

"Have you mastered the basic skills?" He Songling asked.

"Ah, it's cooked, it's cooked--ahhhh!"

Before they could finish their answer, they saw the wooden board soaring into the sky and flying down the mountain with the five people at the speed of an arrow.

He Songling's figure also disappeared from the spot.

This kind of exaggerated behavior attracted the envy of all the disciples of Sanyi Sect: "Oh, that's great, if only Senior Brother He could teach me."

"Come on, do you think he's a good person?" Shui Yun happened to pass by and complained behind a few disciples: "Ask Xiao Lu and see what he thinks of learning from his Senior Brother He."

"Ah, this..." Lu Jin looked embarrassed, "Well, I have something else to do..."

He didn't want to be forced to recall the past ten years. If he had a choice, he would rather... would rather follow He Songling.

It took him ten years to break through to the second level just after he passed the first level. Where can you find such a good thing?
The five people selected from the Trinity School stood on the wooden board and flew. They were all martial artists and were a little scared at first, but after getting used to it, they stood steadily and even looked down with interest.

"Oh boy, this is flying."

"It's incredible. Senior Brother He is really amazing. In my opinion, he is not much worse than Master."

"That's right." The disciple who was about to break through to the second level said, "When I first started, my uncle and my eldest brother were not as good as Brother He. Now I'm afraid he has surpassed Master."

"Shit, Senior Brother He!" Suddenly, Junior Brother Zhuge shouted, and several people hurriedly looked in the direction of his gaze.

He Songling was seen walking leisurely on the ground, hands behind his back, as if strolling in a garden. But every step he took seemed to shrink the ground into an inch and leap out a long distance.

No matter how fast the wooden board flew in the sky, He Songling could always stay directly below the board.

"I was wrong just now." The disciple who was waiting to break through the second level murmured, "I think Senior Brother He has already become an immortal."

He Songling was very fast. After he achieved the third level, he was completely free from the shackles of previous methods such as reversing the eight directions. Whatever effect he wanted, he could get it just by stretching out his hand.

He carried the wooden board down the mountain and flew towards the camp of the Trinity Security Corps. The sentries had no time to stop him and didn't even see anything. They only felt a flash before their eyes, followed by a hurricane.

While the sentry was still searching around with his gun, He Songling was already standing in front of Zhang Muzhi in the main camp.

"Let's give the kids some military training."

(End of this chapter)